So update again. Firstly, I want to thank the 4 reviewers of the last chapter. all four reviews mean so so so so so so so so so so so much to me. I love and cherish each of them. Now, I've been watching spoiler photos as they've surface and i must say that for the finale, my excitement level has gone THROUGH THE ROOF. i don't know how i'm possibly going to make it till next week, let alone four more week! GAH *DIES* anyway, i'm chugging through this and onto more. I've got another chapter of Oh Olivia posted, so if you are a major fan (like noz4a2) then head over there for a heart stopping chapter. But this one should be alot of fun. it's DATE TIME!

For bluestones who called this story sorbet for the fringe soul.

T for just stuff.

I own ALL TYPOS :D

"No way," she said laughing, "You own that too?"

Peter laughed and smiled, rubbing one hand on his chin, "Yeah, that too."

Peter had one hand placed over Olivia's on the table as they ate. He had come by and picked her up to take her to a nice place on Rodeo Dr about two hours ago, and they were having a great time getting to know each other. Olivia cradled her glass of red wine in one hand as she laughed, unable to believe that Peter owned almost everything in L.A.

"So what do you do that allows you to own so many things?"

Peter shrugs, drinking the rest of his amber liquid in one gulp.

"Can you keep a secret?" he said and Olivia grinned. "Okay, I'm CIA."

Olivia paled and looked at him as if he were serious. After a few moments of silence Peter laughed and shook his head.

"I'm kidding Olivia," he said, "I'm not really CIA."

Her posture relaxed and she smiled back at him, a small laugh escaping her lips.

"Okay," she answered before turning back to take a sip of her wine. She set the glass down and brushed back a strand of hair from her face, her green eyes lighting up as she looked at him.

"I'm actually an investment analyst for a large investing company."

"Really?" she said, smiling, "Who do you work for?"

"A man named Big Eddie," he said with a chuckle, "Why do you know him?"

"Just a case connection," she said, "I learned about Massive Dynamic today at work."

There was something that flickered across Peter's face but it disappeared within a few seconds and he smiled at her again. It did not go unnoticed by Olivia though.

"Well no," he said, "I'm not with Massive Dynamic. I'm with a private company."

"And they pay well?"

"You could say that," he said. Just then the waiter brought him the check and he let go of Olivia's hand and take the check instead. Olivia cocked her head sideways and the corner of her lip turned down.

"What?" he said with a light chuckle.

"You took the check."

"Yes. Yes I did. I plan to pay for it."

"Peter-"

"I've got it Olivia," he said sternly, but Olivia still looked a little bit upset. "You can get the next one."

Olivia smiled a little. "I'm sorry, I guess I'm just not used to being paid for."

Peter chuckled loudly and placed the check back on the table. He smiled at her and placed his hand over hers.

"Let's go for a walk?" he asked as the waiter came and took the check.

"I should be getting back, I have work in the morning."

"So do I," he answered, "But a walk doesn't take too long."

"I don't know," she answered, but Peter shook his head.

"Come on," he said, pulling her to her feet, "I'm going to show you the city lights."

Olivia couldn't help but laugh as he pulled her out of the door of the place and onto the street. Olivia looked about as they began to walk, Peter's arm draped over her shoulders and her arm wrapped around his waist, she took in the beautiful lights on Rodeo, big fancy designer stores that she could never afford were light up gracefully with elegant lights. The sidewalk was empty, just Peter and her strolling up the road in a peaceful walk, his voice lightly chatting in her ear. He was a sweet man, Olivia thought, he had a lot of life to him and Olivia wouldn't mind if things were to be this way. Peter whispered something and then stopped, pulling Olivia from her thoughts.

"Hmm?" she said, looking at Peter.

"I just asked if you wanted to head back?"

"Oh sure."

"Great," he answered, turning her back around. They started the walk back to his car.

The drive to the apartment complex was quiet and calming and Olivia felt sleepy. Peter played low music in the background as they drove through the streets of L.A. Every now and then he would look over at her as she looked out the window. His hand had crept to hers and he touched it tentatively, unsure if she'd let him hold it or not. He was surprised when she wrapped her tiny fingers around his hand.

Olivia let him walk her to her door. She knew what he was thinking, and she stopped to face him.

"Peter," she started, "I had a really good time tonight..."

"But?" he said, concern crossing his face.

"But nothing," she said, "It's late and we both have work tomorrow. I'm going to go in and go to bed."

"Okay," he said, "All right. But you'll let me see you again, right?"

"I'd like that," she said with a gentle grin. He smiled as well.

"Great," he answered, "Great. Then I'll see you soon."

Olivia smiled and he leaned down to place a gently kiss on the side of her mouth before pulling back and sticking his hands in his pockets.

"Goodnight Miss Dunham," he said with a tease in his voice.

"Goodnight Mr King."

And with that he turned around and left Olivia to get ready for bed and work the next morning.

The next morning she had done the mistake of telling Astrid and Charlie what had happened the night before. Charlie seemed distantly curious while Astrid was completely enthralled by the whole idea and drilled Olivia for questions. She would answer them and noticed Charlie would mull around as she answered them. It wasn't until Charlie had taken Olivia with him to lunch that he started to ask questions.

"So where did he take you?"

"Some place on Rodeo."

"Fancy."

Then there was a long pause in silence before he'd ask the next question.

"What did he have to drink?"

"Scotch," she said with laughter, "Why?"

"Well at least he's not a fruity kind of guy," Charlie murmured and Olivia laughed loudly.

"No Charlie, he's not a fruity kind of guy."

"Okay," Charlie said unsure of what else to say, "Yeah, that's good."

"Aww," she said, "Are you concerned for me?"

"No no, just looking out is all."

Charlie pulled the car to a stop and climbed out, followed by Olivia. They were down by the beach and Charlie knew a great place for lunch so he took her to it as she was still unfamiliar with the area.

"Well aren't you sweet," she said with a smile. Charlie rolled his eyes at her.

"Not sweet," he grumbled, "FBI agents aren't sweet."

"No, no you're not."

He grinned and opened the door for her and she ducked in but froze. Two men in black were standing in the diner, pointing guns at the employees and customers. One man spun around and pointed his gun at her.

"Get down on the ground!"

OMG i know, what is going to happen? why are people holding up charlie favorite diner? why can't Liv put two and SEVEN together? lol anyway, tell me what you think in reviews :) you guys mean so very much to me.