I've written three chapters in one story today, and two in the other. Wow. I *need* a life.
This chapter is mainly to bug the wonderful Fringe Fanatic, who helped me waste several hours of my life and lots of awesomeness.
It's also dedicated to you.
On a parting note, foodhiranzooha.
P.S. The reason my grammar got better is because Google Chrome-y has a spellcheck. Yay, spellcheck!
P.P.S. It also aids me in beta-ing your stories...
Astrid stared Emma in the eyes, shocked. "You're...Olivia's daughter?"
"The last time I checked." Peter interrupted.
"And we've never met her because..." Astrid asked.
"Because I couldn't face the music and be her father. She's Emma Garetis." Peter said flatly.
"Agent Dunham, come over here, will you? Bring your niece!" Walter exclaimed.
"Here, I'll take you. Don't worry, he's just...high." Peter assured the girls. Emma looked at him and nodded.
When Emma reached Walter, he gave her a hug. "Agent Dunham! You haven't been by in a while."
Why does Agent Dunham have blue eyes? Last time they were green, or hazel, or some-
Emma quickly pulled out of the hug and fled back to Anna's side.
Luckily, right then, her phone rang. "One second." she said, and hurried out.
"Hello?" Emma answered her phone.
"Emma, hey! How's your day going?" It was her mother.
"Oh, it's going fantastic, Mom! Peter is so much fun, and he took me to meet his dad. I guess he's my grandpa..." Emma said.
"Great, hon. I just wanted to check on you, but I have to go to the salon, so I'll see you in a while!" Amy said cheerily and hung up.
"Now what?" Emma muttered, slumping to the floor. "I can't just go 'Hey, Anna, I hear voices when I touch someone's hand...is that normal'?"
Peter had his ear pressed to the door, curious about what was going on, when he heard Emma talking to herself. He quietly opened the door.
"Emma, who were you talking to?" he asked.
"Oh, my mom." Emma said quickly.
"No, after that. The 'now what?' part." Peter said, crossing his arms.
"Nobody! You're hearing things!" Emma insisted.
"I'm not." Peter replied.
In response to that, Emma stood up, turned to face him, then spun around and fled down the hallway.
"Emma!" Peter cried, then sprinted down the hall after her.
The lights suddenly blacked out, but that didn't stop Peter from chasing her.
Until he ran into an invisible wall. "Oof!" Peter had the wind knocked out of him as he hit the wall only feet away from the girls' bathroom.
Ella, Astrid, and Anna were right after him, but didn't hit the invisible wall like Peter had. Instead, it kind of absorbed them. The ripples were visible. Only when Walter came down the hall walking did Peter come to the conclusion that it was meant to keep him out.
Walter, too, was absorbed by the wall, then spat back out on the other side. He entered the men's room whistling.
Then, suddenly, a realization came into Peter's mind. Most people couldn't do this.
But Olivia did similar things...
Cortexiphan.