AN: Changing the rating here just for this chapter from "K+" to "T" for one bad word uttered by William Bell (depending on your idea of bad).

Spoilers: You really need to know what happened in the ep "Momentum Deferred" to understand this chapter.

Walter cranked his head upward to get a look at just how high the cliff was compared to where he and Peter were standing now. "Depending on the wind and the updraft, she could have reached 50% terminal velocity before hitting the water. That would mean she fell at a speed of 60 mph. Now, with the water temperature being around 32 degrees and with 20 minutes of exposure, the chance of hypothermia setting in and her still being alive is..."

As usual, Peter was getting annoyed with his father nervously rattling off scientific probabilities. And he was even more so annoyed because the probabilities dealt with Olivia's chance of survival. He didn't want to hear it. Grabbing his father's arms, Peter said harshly, "Walter! Please! Spare me the facts. If you want to help me, just start looking for her. We're running out of time. We need to find her. Just help me LOOK for her."

Walter saw the fear and desperation in Peter's eyes. It was then that he realized his son was right and he quieted down. "Yes Son. Okay. Okay." Peter let go of him and started walking forward along the river bank.

The search teams had spread out and Peter and Walter managed to find a spot down stream that had not been explored yet.

Peter stopped suddenly and pointed to the ground. "Footprints."

Walter looked down and saw them too. "Could they be Olivia's?"

"I don't think so. They don't go down to the water."

They followed the trail of footprints and Peter frowned when the trail disappeared into the woods.

"Peter, look!" Walter knelt down and picked up a black derby hat that was lying forgotten on the ground. "Oh. Oh no."

"What? Walter, what?"

"Peter. I know this hat. I know this hat!"

"From where?" Peter asked incredulously.

"Oh! I know this hat! I just can't...remember...I can't remember, Peter! But I've seen it before! There's something about it that's bad. Very bad."

"Think, Walter. This could be important."

"Yes. Yes. I'm trying."

"Livy. I was hoping I wouldn't have to bring you back here so soon."

Olivia sat up in bed and for the first time noticed her surroundings. There was that surreal light again, bathing everything around her in a warm glow. And then time skipped a beat and she found herself standing in William Bell's office once again.

"William?" Olivia squinted. She put her hand to her forehead, got a bit dizzy, and then grabbed the chair that was in front of her for support.

"Easy, there. You've got quite the bump on your head."

Olivia felt her forehead again and then looked at her hand. There was blood.

"What happened to me? Why am I here?"

"You need to be more careful, Olivia. I told you that you are the Gatekeeper. The One who can stop the war. I can't keep saving you every time your life is in danger. The negative side effects of pulling you out and sending you back increase greatly the more you travel between the two worlds."

"My life was in danger...You pulled me out of the water?" Olivia remembered now.

"I have a friend who has been watching you. He saved you and brought you here."

"Why?"

"You were drowning. You would have died."

"Are you always this dramatic? You said I was the strong one."

"Yes. You are. You don't even realize how strong, Livy."

"I suppose that's because of all the chemicals you pumped into me when I was a helpless child?" Olivia raised her voice.

"Olivia," Bell interjected.

"Okay, fine. Let's change the subject. I don't suppose you would know anything about mind control, would you?" Olivia pressed. The look on William's face told her that he did.

"Who was that man that made me jump? He got into my head and I couldn't fight him. Was he one of those shape-shifters?"

"Unfortunately, it seems that someone from this side has infiltrated Massive Dynamic and is streamlining the technology from this world into your world. This is why you are so important, Olivia. You have to be the one to stop that from happening."

Olivia was angry and frustrated. "How can I possibly do that when I'm having trouble believing a word you say?"

Another skip in time happened and now she and Bell were standing in a laboratory. He was filling a syringe. He looked at his watch.

"The truth will soon come to you. Stay close to Peter. You two work well together. As I said before, you are going to need his help. And when he discovers the truth along with you, he is going to need you, too. Be there for him, Liv. Remind him how much Walter loves him. Walter loves his son so much."

As she was trying to decipher what he was saying, he approached her with the syringe.

"It's time for you to go. Remember what I said about physics being a bitch?"

Olivia grimaced and nodded.

"I'm afraid that since we took you out of the water, that's where you'll have to be put back. I'm going to give you a mild sedative that will help you in the transition."

Olivia looked at the syringe with hesitation. "More drugs? You're just like Walter."

"It's to help you. There's no time to argue." He grabbed her arm, stuck her with the needle, and squeezed the solution into her bloodstream.

"Now, I'm going to count to three. On three, I want you to inhale and hold your breath. Take in as much air as you can and hold it. Understand?"

"Yes."

"One...Two...THREE."