Lincoln Lee spooned some soup into his mouth, enjoying his lunch time in the Bridge. He had spent the morning going over details on all the remaining soft spots, which seemed to change day by day. He almost wished he could pull his eyes out so he would never have to look at another report again.

"Do you ever do any work, boss?"

"Much more than you do," Lincoln looked up to see Charlie standing over him. "I work so hard, I actually earn my breaks."

Charlie smirked and sat across from him, putting his feet up on the white plastic table. "Is there any more of that?" he gestured towards the soup.

"I might have taken the last of the Italian Wedding. But there's some chicken noodle and sausage gumbo." Lincoln ate another spoonful and Charlie stayed seated, debating whether or not either of those were good enough to warrant him getting up to make them. "How did everything go Over There?" Lincoln asked.

"Good, really good, I'm just heading back to our side now," Charlie told him. "Your team goes out tomorrow, right?"

"Yeah, we're meeting here and then going to their Rhode Island."

"How do you like working with the Other Olivia?" Charlie asked.

"We've worked with her before," Lincoln pointed out, scraping the bottom of the bowl with his spoon. "She's still good at her job. But it is weird to work with a version of Liv who is just so... I don't know, it's hard to describe."

"Serious?" Charlie offered.

"Kind of, though Liv can be serious too, and Olivia can crack a joke every once in a while. She's just different. Doesn't quite have the intensity Liv does."

Charlie nodded. "It's odd, working with your alternate."

Lincoln grabbed a piece of bread and pressed it into the bowl, soaking up the last of the soup. "I haven't really gotten a chance to talk to him. Is he as nerdy as he looks?"

"No," Charlie said. "Well, he might be, but we haven't compared our universes Star Wars's yet."

Lincoln nodded and ate the bread, now looking forward to starting that conversation on the way to Rhode Island the next day. He wasn't sure if Olivia had seen the movies on her side, but there had to be someone who was familiar with them.

"He's also, uh... did you know he's dating a guy?" Charlie continued, bringing Lincoln's mind back from Star Wars and back to his double.

Lincoln's eyebrows rose at that. "I didn't." He took his bowl over to the sink and started washing it.

"Doesn't that... disprove the argument that homosexuality is caused by genetics, since you two are supposed to be the same except for different choices that you made?"

"That's not necessarily true," Lincoln said, putting the now clean bowl away before leaning against the counter and looking down at Charlie. "The universes are different because of choices, but it could have been other people's choices that affected him. The other Olivia didn't choose to be more serious, it was the choices other people made during her childhood that made her that way. The other Lincoln's parents may have decided to conceive him on another night, so his genetics are just slightly different. Like the two Astrids, who look the same but have genetics different enough for one to have Asperger's and for one to not.

"But, none of that applies here," Lincoln continued. "Because, Charlie, I'm bi. You've only known me while I've been in love with Liv."

And with that, Lincoln headed out of the break room to go back to work. Charlie dropped his feet to the floor and practically ran after him.

"Wait, wait, wait," Charlie said, catching up. "You just- finally- admitted you're in love with Liv."

"I did," Lincoln said, reaching his desk and grabbing a file to look through.

"She knows?"

"She does," Lincoln told him. "I told her when she was giving birth to Henry."

"You confessed your love to a woman during labor?" Charlie took note of that to harass Lincoln about later. "What was her reaction? How did she not kill you? Did she kill you?"

"She was a bit distracted at the time, having a son and all, but we talked about it later," Lincoln put the file down and eyed Charlie. "We've actually been dating for a while. I should fire you for not noticing, it really shows your lacks of investigative skills."

This popped into my head when I saw someone say that the Lincoln Lee on our side absolutely has to be gay. It might end up being the only part that is not P/O, but it fits in with some of the things I want to do later.
And, marifreica, thank you for my first ever review!