Olivia was mentally making a list of all the strange things the other Olivia Dunham wouldn't do
...Milking Gene was probably one of them.

OLIVIA'S SECRET

Nina moved about the apartment looking at everything in it with interest. She only turned around to Olivia when she had brought the tea.

"Does Peter know you are here?"

She picked up a family portrait and put it down again. "Your sister doesn't know yet." More a statement than a question. This was beginning to annoy Olivia. She didn't like it when someone else had the upper hand.

"Know what?"

Nina sat down on the sofa before continuing. "You are not who you claim to be." She sips the tea.

"How did you...?"

"I have my sources." She takes another sip of tea.

"More tea?" Olivia poured her another cup.

"Don't worry though. Your secret is safe with me."

Olivia picked up on her line of thought. "What is it you want from me?"

Smart girl. "Just tell me one thing." Nina spoke in a conspiratorial tone. "Do you want to go home again?"

Olivia nodded.

"That's all I need to know." With that she stood up and got ready to make an exit. "Thank you for the tea."

~x~

OLIVIA & CHARLIE: TRAINING DAZE

The ride to Quantico was long and uneventful. It did give Olivia time to read up the latest periodicals on surviving this side of the universe. She figured typical survival guides were probably being rewritten by the day. But she was having a hard time concentrating on the words on the pages. That's right. She still preferred handling paper over anything electronic. Besides she was being tested for her preparedness. Where she thinks she was going, she was better off sticking to the basics.

Olivia spent the rest of the way to the FBI training grounds mentally psyching herself. The closer she got to her destination though, a nervousness started to build up inside of her to the point where she was beginning to massage her hand again. This time she could feel the scar from two weeks ago. Despite the medicine, it didn't completely heel. Perhaps it had to do with her somewhat different physiology. Whatever the case, she didn't really want it to. Deep down, she was wishing for reminders of everything that happened to her over here.

Once Olivia was dropped off at the entrance, she was permitted through the gates without inspection. Even without proper identification, her or rather the other Olivia's credentials were good. The guard had issued her a visitor pass and directed her to where she needed to go. It wasn't that far. She was headed towards the track.

That's when she saw him standing there. Acting all smug, with his sunglasses on. Judging by the turn of his head, she knew he could see her walk over, but he pretended to ignore her. She stopped a few feet away from him before saying anything.

"Charlie Francis. You are my instructor?" She chuckles.

"Something funny, Dunham?"

Olivia cleared her throat.

"Sorry sir. Reporting for training."

Sir. Charlie winced audibly. He sauntered over to her side and leaned in so he could whisper in her ear. "We're not in the military, drop the formalities. 'Kay?." In a louder tone of voice, he bellowed, "Okay. Let's get started. Drop your gear and do a round of laps." He gestured with his finger. Olivia made way for the asphalt and started running. "And don't stop until I say so." He yelled out.

After about two circuits around the track, Olivia, now exhausted, was beginning to slow down in pace. "What did I say about stopping?"

To hell with it. He wasn't even timing her. Why was she running a marathon? So after slowing to a walk some distance ahead, she refused to take another step. She was bone tired. Olivia bent over and placed a hand over each knee. From down there, she tilted her head up to see Charlie approaching her.

Straightening up again, Olivia brushed away loose strands of hair that had fallen from her ponytail. "Is there some point to this exercise?" She said between breaths.

"That exercise was part of your endurance evaluation." She stared back apologetically, when he paused. "Look. It is getting late. Report back here at oh six hundred. We have an early start tomorrow morning." Charlie led the way to the nearest barracks.

The true test was to see how long she can manage with little resources. Charlie let her carry one backpack and a blanket. So when they were about to embark on their trek into the wilderness, Olivia wasn't sure she was prepared for anything. She had never been camping before.

On the first night, after a long days hike, they set up camp in a clearing. Charlie went into detail about what not to eat.

"...You can't just eat everything you find.

"Mushrooms...all of them poisonous.

"Trees...Vegetation...they've all but mutated to survive in this environment." He picked a few blades of grass for emphasis.

Charlie took out a couple of protein bars from his bag and tossed one to Olivia. "Fiber is your friend." He took a bite out of his.

The next day, they walked along a river. They were traveling on higher ground, when Charlie stood over the edge and spotted something in the water. He was about to point it out to Olivia when he slipped and fell in with a splash.

"Charlie!"

Olivia looked down without getting too close to the edge. She could see the current wasn't too strong, and Charlie was able to swim ashore further down stream. She managed to make her way down to help him out.

Charlie took her proffered hand. "Thanks."

He had lost his backpack in the river and was soaked to the bone. Olivia quickly gathered kindling for a fire and set up camp under an outcropping of rocks. She let Charlie use the blanket while his clothes was drying. He eventually dozed off from exhaustion. He was so out of it, he didn't even hear the loud clap of thunder.

Olivia's first concern was the fire. It was really coming down when she went to gather enough moss to keep the fire from extinguishing. She was drenched by the time she was satisfied that the fire would not go out. Cold and wet, she crawled back into their makeshift shelter and curled up next to Charlie.

Charlie stirred just as the rain stopped. Aside from the sound of water dripping, there was another noise coming from behind him. He turned to see Olivia. She was shaking like a leaf. That noise he heard was her teeth chattering.

"Hey! You OK?" Pretty stupid question Charlie.

When Olivia didn't respond, Charlie shifted over and pulled her closer to him, then tugged on the blanket to cover her as well. He was relieved when her trembling subsided a bit.

Olivia was barely awake when she noticed she was in Charlie's arms. He in turn could hear her start to say something. He rubbed her warm with his hands.

"Sorry...Sorry about before."

"What? You mean when you cold-cocked me?" He looked at her face. Charlie saw a smile flicker across her features. "I deserved it. I let you blind side me. Trust me. It won't happen again." He adjusted the blanket around her more.

When it became quiet again, Olivia watched Charlie's expression. He seemed to have a far away look. "You are thinking about someone. Who is she?"

"Hmm? My fiancée...Sonia."

Olivia smiled and gave him a hug under the blanket. He is so much like her Charlie.

"When are you going to give Broyles the bad news?" She looked at him in surprise. "Mrs. D. told me everything...She tells me everything when I was partnered with Liv...She just wanted me to look out for you."

"I...I'm gonna tell him when we get back." Olivia said with a renewed sense of purpose.