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Chapter 3

"Walter can you please stop! He isn't coming back and you are going to have to understand that!" Olivia's voice echoed throughout the old lab, causing both Walter and Astrid's head's to snap up suddenly. They looked over to the tired and worn agent and watched as she pivoted and her heals and made a bee line for her office, slamming the door so hard that the glass shook. It had been 2 months since he had left, two months and counting.

Walter looked towards Astrid who sighed, "She still not sleeping Walter?" they both knew that Olivia had moved in with Walter after Peter had left, although she had already techiqually moved in before Peter left, she had moved all her stuff into his room. But over the last month, the stress of not having Peter around was beginning to show. Olivia was snapping at everyone, she even yelled at Ella once, which caused Olivia to breakdown in the kitchen and hold herself until Rachel came over to pick up Ella. Rachel and Ella both sat with Olivia while she cried, knowing that Aunt Liv was very, very sad.

Walter was still trying to find a way of getting Peter back without disrupting the universes again but his constant mentioning of Peter was bringing up old memories of the days where Olivia would turn around and he would be there.

Sitting in her office, Olivia allowed a sob to break free. She didn't mean to shout, he'd lost his son again and was struggling. She had to admit though he was holding up better than she thought he would, most nights he was holding up better than she was. She would cry herself to sleep holding onto something, anything that belonged to him. At first it was his MIT shirt, but once that started to smell like her, she changed to his pea coat and then his leather jacket. The upside of him leaving without taking anything was that she had a range of items to choose from. But none of them could fill the void of having him there with her.

A knock at the door caught her attention and as she looked up she could see Walter's form standing in the doorway. "Come in Walter." She called out trying to keep her voice from breaking. As he walked in, he was silent. He came to stand next to her and reached for her hand, that was sitting on the desk. The tears in his eyes shone in the dim light but there was a small smile on his face. His fingers brushed over her left hand, finding the ring still sitting there. "I wondered where this went. I was keeping it in a drawer in my room, sometimes I would take it out and just look at it. Once, not too long ago, I showed Peter. At first I thought I had misplaced it, or just couldn't find it but when I saw it on your hand, I knew. Olivia, dear, if he can come back to us, he will. He will come back to you." Walter allowed the tears to fall from his eyes, joined not to long after by Olivia's.

Astrid watched from the distance as Walter had left the door open. She knew that even though Olivia was the strongest person she knew, she was slowly falling apart and there was nothing anyone could do to fix that unless Peter was able to come home. She watched as the agent poured herself into work, ignoring food and proper rest. She worried that her body wasn't going to hold up much longer.


Peter sat in his living room playing with Aaron. Olivia had dropped him off before work, much like she had done everyday since he had arrived back in this universe. "Come on trouble, lets get you fed." He picked up his 2 and a half month old son and brought him to his lap, reaching over for the food he had prepared, Aaron ate the whole lot.

Peter was learning, it was a struggle. Yes he had been good with older kids, Ella being a prime example of that but when he had to look after his own child, he was scared that whatever he did, it was going to turn out wrong. Many nights he would lay awake and think of Olivia, his Olivia. What she was doing, how she was holding up. He'd cry most nights and Peter Bishop wasn't one to cry but he knew that he would never see his fiancé again. He still referred to her as such and he was never going to stop.

His son had fallen asleep just after being fed and he watched his eyes dropping. He had noticed long ago that his eye colour, mixed with Altlivia's had caused Aaron's eyes to be darker than his mothers and the first time he noticed he cried. The darker eyes reminded him of his Olivia. The soft skin and blonde curls, everything he would have wanted with her, was in his arms but with the liar. She had tried to get him to move in, tried to force herself back into his life and on him.

"Come on Peter. You and me can be together again." Altlivia wrapped her arms around Peters neck, pulling him closer. "You and me will never be together like you want. I am here for my son and my son only." Peter pushed her away from him. "Peter, baby, we are the same. There is no difference." She was now at his side once more but Peter's anger flared.

"She is nothing like you and I am thankful for that every day. You two are completely difference and there is nothing that you can offer me that will change my mind. She is the one I fell in love with and she is the one I am planning on spending the rest of my life with, even though it will never happen." Peter turned away from her and stalked back to his room, slamming the door behind him.

Knocking at the door caught his attention but sadly also woke Aaron up. "Shh baby. It's ok. It's just the door." Peter glanced at the clock, confused, it was too early Olivia to be back to pick him up. Walking towards the door, he held Aaron close to his chest, hoping the movement would lull him back to sleep, and it did. Opening the door, Peter found himself face to face with Walter. "Son. How are you both doing today?" Walter made a move to step into the apartment but Peter stood in the way. "We are fine. Now you can leave. I don't want you anywhere near me or my son. I told you that when I came here."

Walter watched his son and grandson for a moment, wondering if Peter had actually know that if he didn't come with them, he would have killed his son. But the way Peter spoke, it was more anger than anything else. Peter took a step back from the doorway and slammed the door in his face. Turning away from the door, Peter placed Aaron down in the bassinet. Picking up some of the toys that sat on the floor, Peter stopped for a moment, looked around the house before doubling over in extreme agony. He could hardly breath and he couldn't work out what was wrong. He could feel pain, anger and fear but it wasn't his. He could hear screaming and crying but it wasn't coming from his son.

Looking up around the empty apartment, one small word came from his mouth before he blacked out. "Livia."


Olivia sat in her office a little longer before coming out of her office intent on getting more coffee. The only problem she was having that some days her body didn't like the coffee, it was making her sick. She had spent a lot of the last few days sitting over the toilet, emptying everything that was in her stomach.

Her lack of food and sleep wasn't helping her situation. Broyles had been watching her closely, making sure that she was holding up. But she was anything but. Standing in the middle of the lab, she looked around and found that she was alone. Dropping her shoulders she sighed, things were getting out of hand without Peter around and she didn't know how long she was going to be able to hold on.

As she took a step a wave of nausea took her but before she was able to get anywhere near a bin or a toilet she fell to her knees, arms crossed over her stomach. She screamed out in pain and cried, hoping that someone was around, angry that no one was around when she actually needed them. Before she was able to catch her breath the only thing she was able to hear was her name, hallucinating Peter's voice inside her head, "Livia." Her eyes rolled back into her head and she passed out.

Astrid and Walter had found what they were looking for and had decided it was time to get back, to make sure that Olivia was holding up ok. Sadly, there were times during the day they would hear Olivia crying in her office. "Astro, come we must get back, I want to be able to check on Agent Dunham." Walter hurried into the lab, leaving Astrid coming behind shaking her head. Coming into the lab Astrid dropped the bags on the ground and looked around, wondering where Walter had gone.

"Astro, call an ambulance. Agent Dunham has fainted." Walter was looking over Olivia who was laying, unmoving on the ground. Astrid ran to the phone called an ambulance and called Broyles as well.

"Sir, something's happened. Olivia has fainted…I'm not sure sir, we weren't here." Astrid dropped the phone when Olivia's head rolled to the side. She groaned and leaned over to her side. There was a moment of nothing before she coughed and vomited on the ground next her, blood included. Astrid sat at Olivia's side, holding back her hair and holding her so she was leaning to the side. Once her stomach had stopped emptying, she rolled back on her back, unmoving. Walter and Astrid shared a look before Broyles and the paramedics came rushing in.

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