With impending doom closer than ever before, Olivia was thankful that she had moved to a different apartment. It wasn't as nice or big as her old place because she needed the money to replace everything in her life that she now felt was contaminated: new clothes, new food, new bed. If only she had been able to trade in her car.

It wasn't a very nice neighborhood either. She could hear police sirens outside her door every night and she knew that there were drug dealers who worked just a few blocks away. But Olivia was so use to living the rough life and to not sleeping well at night. This made her a very unhappy camper when she got a knock on her door at 2 a.m.

She opened the door expecting something job related…

…instead she found Sam Weiss.

"Dunham," he smiled. "Thought you could hide from me?"

Olivia groaned. "Are you going to make unannounced house calls now? And how did you know where I moved to?"

"I just put some thought into everything you went through while you were 'over there' and then I added the pieces together. It makes this place the most logical choice." Sam was carrying a giant fern and placed it on her coffee table. "Hope you enjoy your housewarming present." He noticed all the various shopping bags on the sofas. "Just as I thought. Replacing every little detail of your life and yet you still have your job."

"My job is too important for me to give up."

"I thought so," said Sam. "In the mood for another game?"

Olivia clearly wasn't but decided to play anyway. This time they were playing Jenga and Olivia was being far too hesitant with holding the tower together and her turns took 3x as long as Sam's.

"Mighty cautious, Sugar Puff. I see the headaches are gone."

"Yeah," said Olivia. "I think I've gotten use to winding up in places where I don't belong."

"Is that why you moved out of your old place?"

Olivia nodded.

"Though I'm thinking…," said Sam. "You've got yourself another dilemma. It's not another secret, is it?"

"No." Olivia sighed. "This is something more complicated than that."

Sam relaxed himself into his seat. "Lay it on me if you must."

Olivia felt hesitant about telling Sam Weiss everything. It was no coincidence that he was here tonight. He knew something would be up with her and she wanted to make sure he was giving her the right advice instead of screwing around with her mind…although it did seem to help her everytime.

"I've been given an…opportunity to finally share something with someone…someone I lost when I was over there. But it's not for the reason that it should've been. It's more of a life-or-death obligation now…"

"I see…" said Sam. "You know, Princess. I've gone through the classic cycle of the breakup before."

Olivia seemed surprised at this. "Really?"

"Yeah. But I was the one who had to call it off everytime."

"Why?"

"You wouldn't believe me if I told you. But that's not important. The thing is that every time I had to leave someone, they always had something to give me. And…you know I really didn't want to take it from them. I didn't want the reminder of breaking a few hearts. I still took it though."

"Well, it would've been rude not to take it."

"Nah, that wasn't it," said Sam. "I take them because somewhere along the line every single item that was ever given to me turned out to be useful. Once someone gave me a Swiss Army Knife. It saved my ass a couple of times since then. Nobody takes anything just to be nice. They do it because in the back of their mind, they're thinking this might be worth it someday."

Olivia smirked. "This is definitely not a Swiss Army Knife I am talking about here."

"Well it's always the very thing you don't want to have that always turns out to be the very thing you need."

"Okay, now you're just being cryptic."

"Am I? You're an FBI Agent. You have to make the choices you don't want to take all the time, but for the most part, it pays off, doesn't it? Okay, I get the stress that goes with the job. So tell me. How did you get into the business of beating up the bad guys?"

"I…" Olivia had to stop herself. There was no way she was going to go into detail about the whole business with her stepfather. "I did something that was bad…but I never regretted it. I wanted to take that action and this job makes me feel good that I can do that all the time. It doesn't always work out."

"But you did it because you wanted it to be worth it. By the way it's still your turn. I see you eyeing that side block, fifth from the bottom."

"It doesn't matter which block I choose. It's already close to coming down."

"You never know. You're a person who expects payoff on the job. Let's see you in action."

Olivia took a deep breath and took the block she had been eyeing and placed it on top. To her shock the tower still stood even though there was very little left to support it.

"My turn," said Sam. He pulled out a block and the tower instantly collapsed. "See, you won."

…

As the days went by Olivia, Peter, and Walter were up to their knees in new shapeshifter sightings. They destroyed as many embryos as they could but it became difficult to identify and track all of them down and more dead were piling up in the process. She carefully watched Peter as he was busy shifting through file boxes in another room, likely to avoid her. Then she went out into the lab where Walter was fiddling with a body he wanted for examination.

"Walter?" Olivia was careful to keep her voice down. "Can I talk to you before Astrid comes back with lunch?"

"The distraction is greatly needed," said Walter. "I can't function without my funnel cakes."

"Okay but we need to keep this quiet." She sighed. "I've thought about it…and…I'll do it."

Walter's confused look slowly turned into a smile. "You'll carry Peter's child? That's wonderful, Agent Dunham."

"There's just a couple of conditions," she said. "I want to do artificial insemination."

Walter frowned in disappointment. "Are you sure, Agent Dunham?"

"All I know is this has to be done, but I can't take it that far…not with Peter." She couldn't believe she just said that to Walter.

"Yes, I suppose it could be done that way. What is the other condition?"

She looked around and made sure no one else but Walter was around to hear. "Peter can't know…for now."