C: Childbirth

Disclaimer: Don't own Fringe...Peter would be in existence if I did.

Spoilers: All Seasons

Peter Bishop found himself pacing the corridor of Massive Dynamic, running his hand through his hair and trying to stay calm. How does one stay calm when the woman you love is going through childbirth without the help of pain medication, her screams could be heard throughout the corridor.

She'd thrown him out early on stating he was the reason for her agony and he didn't bother to argue or sweet talk her because he was the cause and he gladly accepted the fault. They said childbirth was the most beautiful process on the planet but to him it was the most torturous.

They had decided not to know the sex, because they wanted to be surprised…well Olivia wanted to be surprised, he wanted a healthy baby but a girl would be preferable. Names had been chosen early on and he had been smart, allowing Olivia to choose the names with no fuss. In fact he had been smart and listened to Olivia's every word, getting her anything she needed or wanted because Olivia normal was dangerous but Olivia pregnant was lethal…her hormones made her emotional control nearly non-existent which caused her abilities surface.

"Peter," Peter turned to see Nina coming over, "why aren't you with Olivia?"

"She threw me out, believe me I want to be in there but Olivia sets the rules and I honestly don't want to fight with a pregnant woman who not only carries a gun but can set me on fire by mere thought."

Nina chuckled, "despite her words, I guarantee you that Olivia wants you in there right now. Go on and I'll keep the burn unit on alert just to be sure."

Peter chuckled before walking to the room Olivia was in, he found her being checked by the doctor and immediately took her hand. "I'm here baby and I'm not going anywhere."

"I'm going to make sure you can never have kids again when this is over, you better want what is coming out because it will be your last." She screamed in pain and the doctor nodded.

"You're ready to push, bear down next contraction."

Peter smiled, "whatever we have is fine, boy or girl…as long as it's ours."

Sixteen minutes later a baby was being placed on Olivia's chest and she smiled, holding the baby tight against her. He kissed her head and touched their son's back, it was a boy…he had a son and even if they didn't have any more children it was okay because he was perfect. The little boy in her wife's arms was perfect; Olivia smiled and looked at him.

"Hi."

"Hi, he's beautiful." Peter looked up at Olivia after a short glance at their son. "You did great baby, you did great."

Olivia chuckled and looked at the baby in her arms, holding him and smiled. "This is your daddy, he's a pain in the rear but very special, you'll love him before you know it."

"Welcome to the universe Charlie James Bishop."

Olivia looked at him and made a statement that had him scared and thrilled at the same time, realizing it was just the endorphins in her system and high she was currently on due to having just given birth.

"Peter, I want another one…a girl this time."

A/N: I can actually see Olivia throwing him out of the birthing room...he was nervous like all dads. Next is D for Driving.