A/N OK, so I just had to get this one up, so it is Unbetaed, so excuse spelling, grammar and any other inconsistencies that you find
As they were boarding the plane, Olivia realizes that she had forgotten all of her medication for the plane, and she knew what was going to happen. She was going to get a terrible headache, probably end up throwing up, and then pass out, all in front of Peter, which was going to be so much fun. Sitting down, she sat by the window and peter next to her. She quickly strapped herself in and started looking around.
'What are you doin?'
He questioned her, laughing slightly
'Peter, not really in the mood'
He looked at how tense she was, and he could see the fear in her eyes. They took her gun, which made her even more nervous than she needed to be. Placing a hand on hers she looked at him.
'You need to relax, I'm here and it is going to be alright'
'The only way it would be ok is if I was flying the plane, even you would be better than some complete stranger'
He smiled at the fact that she would trust him to fly the plane more than a certified pilot.
'What are you smiling at; we are all going to die!'
'Well, I think that would be going a little too far, as well I think you might have some unresolved trust issues'
As the plane started to move via the taxi she grabbed for his hand and buried her face in his shoulder.
'Liv, its ok, we are just moving because of the taxi'
He stroked the side of her head, and squeezed her hand. She looked at him, with tears in her eyes and said
'Peter, do we really have to do this?'
'If you get through this I will never ever, ever tickle you again, I promise, but only if you do this'
A tear rolled down her cheek and she leaned into him, he took that as a yes. As the plane sped down the runway more tears came pouring down her face and onto his shirt, but he didn't mind. He had one of her hands in his, and the other on her knee, while her free arm was pressed to his shoulder as was her head. Once they were at cruising level she leaned back, but still stayed close.
'This should be fun, 5 hours of terror!'
She said as the flight attendant came around with drinks.
'Would you like some water?'
She asked nicely
'Umm, no thanks, Liv?'
'I'm good'
She said, quietly.
'I think we should do something to distract you'
He said, undoing his seatbelt and turning to her. There was no one in the seat next to them so he put both of their coats there.
'Well, like what? And I think you should put back on your seatbelt'
He laughed
'How about we wait and see on the belt thing, but what would you like to do?'
'I don't know Peter, I am trying not to throw up right now, and finding it a little hard to think'
Which was a lie, her mind was going a mile a minute. She kept on thinking about how she showed weakness about her whole plane thing, and that they would have to fly back, and that she does not have her gun, and this is breaking the most important rule she has, show no weakness!
Peter noticed that she was staring into space and waved his hand in fount of her face, getting her attention.
'Yes'
She said, looking back at him
'What were you thinking about?'
She hesitated
'Rules, and how I am breaking most of them'
Intrigued, he said
'And what would these ruled be?'
'Well, one if the rules is I cant tell you, so I cant tell you'
'Ok, we can wait on those, what else are you thinking about?'
'Nothing, its not important'
She said, looking back out the window. The plane hit some turbulence and she quickly leaned closer to Peter and reached for his other hand. Pulling her closer to him he laid her head on his shoulder and whispered quietly into her ear
'It is ok, I'm here and I wont let anything happen to you, ever, ok?'
A silent tear slipped down her cheek, and Peter felt it on his shirt.
'Liv, why don't you try to sleep, I will wake you if anything happens'
'No, I cant sleep, I don't have my gun'
'What?'
'The only time I have ever slept without my gun is that one time I was with you, other than that I always have my gun, and now I don't and I'm worried'
Peter felt bad for her, always so tough and standing up or herself, and now it was all torn away by one stupid plane trip. Although she usually objected to him taking care of her, this time she allowed it, which worried him; he liked it, but it worried him. She stayed close to him, He looked over and noticed that she was asleep, so he took his coat, which was heavier than hers, and draped it over her shoulders. He leaned his head on hers and closed his eyes.
The flight was 5 ½ hours long, and Olivia slept for most of it, which was good because Peter didn't know if he could handle any more tears.
About 2 ½ hours in, Olivia woke up due to the turbulence and although Peter just had his eyes closed, her quick movement made her jump. She looked really stressed out and pale.
'Liv, are you ok?'
'Peter I think I have to throw up but I am scared to get up, I feel dizzy'
'Well, I think we should go to the bathroom just in case'
He stood up, still holding her hand, and guided her to the bathroom. She was leaning on him quite a bit, he got some strange looks from the flight attendants but ignored them. When they reached the washroom Olivia quickly opened the door and threw up in the sink. She could feel Peter pull her hair back. Boy this was embarrassing, not only did she almost have a nervous breakdown in front of him, but now she was throwing up into a toilet on a plane 30, 000 ft in the air, which was probably the worst place to be right now. When she was done she leaned back, sitting on the floor, and looked up at Peter.
'Peter, can you just shoot me?'
He laughed and sat down next to her. Leaning on his shoulder she said
'If you ever tell anyone about this, I will kill you with something crazy that Walter has thought up'
He laughed quietly and took her hand. She shut her eyes again and sighed. The flight attendant opened the door and looked at them, slightly confused
'She has a fe- I mean she gets sick on planes'
The flight attendant walked away, without saying a thing.
'Thanks'
She said quietly
'No problem'
The spent another couple of minutes in the bathroom, and Olivia started to stand up. Peter told her to stay put, because she was looking pale still, and after a couple of minutes they found out that was a good idea because she ended up getting sick again.