Day two of the search for Erica Jones and a way back home dawned on the "Fringe Team". Although it wasn't the start to the day that Walter Bishop had hoped for. Ms Ross had lived up to her diva like reputation and had refused to lay an egg.

Pacey was grumbling as the first task he had to perform was to clean out the chicken run, Ms Ross was taking particular exception to the this and was taking little pot-shots here and there with her sharp beak and looking rather pleased with herself.

After being pecked for the umpteenth time Pacey was getting annoyed.

"Ms Ross…I SWEAR If you peck me one more time!", he continued to scatter some seed on the floor for her to peck and scratch around whilst glaring at her and muttering about various chicken recipes under his breath.

"She likes you, boy. If she didn't then she'd let you know!", Walter tried hard to suppress his amusement and was humming a little tune as he was working away with a new experiment.

"I thought you were trying to find a way to get that cell phone working, Doctor Bishop?. Tell me again, what are you doing with that pineapple?", Pacey wondered why the scientist seemed to be fooling around with various foodstuffs rather than concentrating on the broken cell phone.

"I had a dream last night, Parsley, and I dreamt of this experiment. That place we went to yesterday evening, "The Icehouse", we should go there again. So many wonderful dishes!. Did you know I dabbled in cookery in my youth?", he explained.

"Really?", Pacey turned away from the mischievous bird and listened to Dr Bishop's story.

" I thought a little trip down memory lane would inspire some creative juices to flow and decided to try and mix two of my favourite foods together. Parsley, here in my hand I have a syringe and I am going to inject it into the pineapple.", he waved the syringe about and continued to hum.

"I'd like you to observe any outward changes in the fruit as I do this. Can you see okay from there boy?".

Pacey squatted down and gave the thumbs up sign, "Ready when you are!".

" AND FOR MY LATEST CREATION…" he stuck in the syringe and pushed down and then withdrew the needle and stood back…

" Pineapple and bacon flavour in one delicious fruit!".

"No way Doctor Bishop…that just ain't right!", Pacey's nose scrunched up in disgust.

"Anything happening boy?".

"Well I see a hint of redness in the pineapple, is that a good sign?"

Walter leaned over and smelled the pineapple, " Sacrelicious!", he sighed, and then decided to cut the fruit open and see the results inside.

"Well how is it?", Pacey asked, forgetting to turn his attention back to Ms Ross.

Walter shook his head, "On the outside it was fine, unfortunately, inside it's liquefied!.".

"Back to the drawing board then," Pacey smirked and suddenly yelped "OW!".

Ms Ross let out a glorious squawk and ran out of Pacey's range and back into her house.

"Damn that bird!", Pacey cursed, "She got me right in the ass!. That's getting too flirty of you Ms Ross!".

The chicken warbled away to herself quite contentedly as Pacey stood up and backed away.

"That's the last time, I take my eyes off you young lady!", he wagged his finger.

Walter Bishop smirked, "She DEFINITELY likes you boy!."

"Yeah, Dr Bishop," Pacey rolled his eyes, "Even the chickens like my ass!".

Ms Ross warbled away in agreement, clucking to herself on a job well done, Pacey then suddenly remembered something, "By the way Doctor Bishop, I gotta work a shift down at the video store this evening and I also have to help my friend Dawson with his latest block-buster, you don't mind do you?. I'll be gone about 4 or so okay?".

"Nonsense boy!. Go and have some fun!. Who's that friend of yours LAWSON?."

"D-A-W-S-O-N, Dr Bishop, with a "D" and yeah, he's my best buddy. I promised him a few days back that I'd help him out and Pacey J Witter always keeps his word!", Pacey wondered if the scientist ever got anyone's name right.

"You should bring him to the lab, I was thinking that I could do with a test subject." Walter announced as he returned his attention to the cell phone that Olivia recovered the previous day.

"Test subject for what exactly?", Pacey inquired.

"Well, boy, this phone troubles me somewhat. We never cracked her mysteries yesterday, today I wish to learn all there is to know hidden in this device!", he replied.

"And a test subject is gonna help…How exactly?".

"My boy!. FACT!…Everything even this device has an "ON,OFF AND RESET BUTTON!"

"OK, even that pile of crispy junk...I believe you Dr Bishop, others wouldn't!. I still think it's toast…in fact it reminds me of something fried by a phaser from an old "Star Trek" episode".

Pacey looked at the thing. "Hey you ever see that one with the guy, you know…"Pacey tried to recall the episode, " He's like you guys, hopping universes except one was like a Positive Universe and the other was Negative?".

"Pastry, my boy…"Star Trek is a work of genius and I happen to be a great fan!. Why Kirk and Spock remind me so much of Bellie and I, what with the banter and the arguments!. The agony and the ecstasy!", he mused.

"So you'll know what I'm saying…the one where he fights in the corridor with his alternate version to stop both universes from destroying each other. If I could only remember his name!", Pacey tried to recall the name.

Walter suddenly froze, "Lazarus…his name was Lazarus", Walter suddenly had a look of what could only be described as pure enlightenment, "He was chasing a double of himself", he murmured, a faraway look in his eye then suddenly announced, "For every scientific problem "STAR TREK" is the basis of all answers my boy!".

"It is?!", Pacey frowned.

"STACEY, you're a genius!"

"PACEY, Doctor Bishop, you call me a girl and it's the end of a beautiful friendship here!", Pacey scowled jokingly at the scientist.

"OH…Whatever!. You figured it out…it's the POLARITY of the universe, whether it's a plus or a minus or a combination of both. AND...the tone of the universe in which we reside…EVERYTHING VIBRATES at a musical tone, don't you see THAT'S what I've been failing to see!", he rambled on excitedly.

"Okay, I told you I wasn't too hot at science but you're saying if you use a reverse charge and find the right "tone", that the crispy cell phone can be reactivated and you can get all the information you need to identify who your suspect is and where she's been?".

"YES, I can do it!. I need your help though, we need a laptop and a small generator, let me think…A TEST SUBJECT from this universe!", he looked at Pacey eagerly.

"Uh, Doctor Bishop, you know what you said about bringing Dawson into the lab?. Well, if

I'm not mistaken, said buddy owes me a favour!", Pacey retorted, "If you'll excuse me...I think I'll have a quick call to make!", Pacey sidled out of the lab door.

"MISS ROSS!. Now all we need is an egg from you and my life will be complete!", Walter spoke to the bird who just blinked at the scientist and looked bored. " I bet you'd be happy to lay an egg for that boy wouldn't you?!", Walter whispered to the chicken, the bird immediately warbled a reply.

"I thought as much!", grumbled Walter and waited for his stand in lab assistant to reappear with good news.

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"Pacey, you said this was an emergency. Why are we here at "Capeside High"?. Isn't the school supposed to be shut over the summer?. Who is this guy that needs my help?. In fact, I haven't seen you around much for a few days, what have you been up to?". Dawson Leery was shooting questions at Pacey right, left and centre.

Pacey tried to switch off and replied, "Dawson , my good buddy, all will be explained VERY shortly…if you follow me to the science lab, we can get started."

"Started on what exactly?. Pacey, is this a secret of some sort?. Does Doug know what you're up to?.", Dawson continued with his relentless interrogation.

"Dawson, I met a group of people from the F.B.I, they came to Capeside to catch a suspect." Pacey began, "One of the group is a scientist and needs a little help in an experiment."

Dawson frowned and looked at his friend, "Experiment Pacey?. UH…you said nothing about an experiment, I mean is the guy a "scientist" scientist or is he just dabbling?."

They came to the lab doors and Pacey stopped and took a deep breath, "Dawson Leery, welcome to the new and improved school lab and Doctor Walter Bishop, F.B.I consultant and yours truly, his part time lab assistant". He swung open the door letting Dawson in first.

"Doctor Bishop…I'm back and I brought my friend with me!".

Dawson entered the lab and gasped, "Oh my god!. Pacey…Whatever happened to the lab?".

"Dawson, you ain't seen nothing yet!." Pacey grinned and hoped that Dawson wasn't going to back out of this agreement.

Ms Ross let out an angry squawk as a stranger had entered the lab and started to cause a scene.

Dawson just stared at Pacey. "Uh, Pacey…is that - ?…"

"Dawson, that's Ms Ross. She's a bit of a drama queen but once you get to know her she's just fine".

"Okay, Pacey, so there's a chicken, now where's this mad scientist?".

"MAD SCIENTIST?!. Who are you calling a "Mad Scientist" boy?!", Walter stood glaring at Dawson. He regarded the person in front of him as little more than a conduit for his experiment to be a success. This young man seemed to lack the depth and character even mischievousness that his new lab assistant had plus he had a rather boring and bland attitude to fashion, no loud and exotic colours on this person.

"Parsley, who is this?. He has quite a negative aura about him", Walter narrowed his eyes and scrutinized Dawson closely.

"Dawson Leery meet Doctor Walter Bishop", Pacey felt that Dawson and the scientist had got off to a rocky start.

" Pleased to meet you, Doctor Bishop, just call me Dawson. Say…I LOVE what you've done with the lab!. Pacey said you work with the F.B.I.. What is it that you do exactly?. How can I be of assistance?. I'd love to shoot my film in here?. Do you think that could be a possibility?.", Dawson spun around for a panoramic view of the place.

"This young fellow is your friend?." Walter whispered to Pacey.

"Yes Doctor Bishop, he's a bit of an "ask-hole", but don't hold that against him, and I don't even consider you a "mad scientist", just pretend you never heard that comment", Pacey murmured back.

Walter had a sly expression on his face.

"SO then Mr Cheery, this experiment that you have volunteered for..,if you kindly step this way, I'll explain as I strap you into the chair!", Walter grinned through gritted teeth.

"UH, Doctor Bishop, it's LEERY my second name.."

"Yes boy…whatever!", Walter ushered his hapless subject to an improvised chair and caught Pacey's eye and winked.

"Oh GOD!", Pacey thought, "What the hell is that man going to do?" and quickly decided to keep an eye on both his friend and the elder scientist.

Something was afoot…

"We'll run through this later on today. For now we should at least get set up, this will take some time to organise", Erica Jones announced as her son and their assistant stared out over the lake. "If we set up the equipment on the steps here safely secured, then the water will help to disperse the energy once the generators are turned on. The sound frequency can also be diminished as we tune into the right wavelength. We don't want to draw too much attention to our activities.".

"Do you want to talk to him now?. I'm afraid that he's awake and asking questions", Evans inquired and gesticulated towards the car.

"Well, if he's awake then we should at least put him out of his misery, bring him over", she replied and then turned to her son, "Rob, start unloading the equipment, I'd feel safer with Evans keeping an eye on our guest just in case. I've read his file, this one is not to be trusted even bound the way he is".

"Yes mother, the sooner he gets returned to his own universe the better!", he glared as Evans came back with the captive Peter Bishop.

"So glad you could join us Mr Bishop. I am an admirer of your father and his work. Please allow me to introduce myself. My name is Erica Jones. David Robert Jones was my father."

"I never knew that he had a daughter Miss Jones. I guess the saying must be true, considering who your father was, "LIKE FATHER LIKE DAUGHTER". Forgive me if I can't shake your hand Miss Jones," he rattled the manacles for effect, "You seem to have me at a disadvantage here".

"With good reason, Mr Bishop, I have read your file that my father compiled on you. You seem to have a knack of getting yourself immersed in certain situations and escaping. Forgive me for being over cautious but we couldn't possibly have you escaping on us any time soon. Not when I have plans." Erica Jones circled him and smiled coldly as she tried to decipher the expression on his face.

"So I take it you're planning my demise?", Peter Bishop kept his emotions under control and kept his tone of voice quite neutral whilst watching this woman taunting him like a cat playing with a wounded bird.

"Ah, yes, down to business and straight to the point. You're an impossible man to read Mr Bishop, but I promise you I will keep my word that I brought you here for just such a purpose".

"I take it you're just going to throw me in that lake and watch me drown?. THAT is just so unoriginal and lacks a certain flair don't you think?. I'm sure your father could have come up with a better plan of action, if he were here", he taunted her drily.

An ice cold venomous look clouded Erica Jones green eyes as she regarded her prisoner, "How very droll Mr Bishop, in fact, I think your father will be most upset when I am finished with you. The saying "AN EYE FOR AN EYE" in this case is highly significant. After all, you were part of the team at Reiden Lake which killed my father and I do believe in this case that since you flicked the switch on the device which shut the wormhole…" she came closer and then whispered to him, "That you should suffer the same fate as he did".

" So you're going to send me through a portal to god knows where and then shut it down whilst I'm in the event horizon. Bravo, Miss Jones, I underestimated just how much you are indeed like your father", Peter Bishop behind his smart ass exterior was wondering just exactly WHERE he was currently and now definitely knew he was in serious trouble.

"Look out at this lake, Mr Bishop, in a manner of speaking I am Charon, the carrier of souls over the River Styx. You will pay the toll with your life and with the suffering of those who care about you the most when they retrieve your corpse", Erica Jones swept her hand dramatically to take in the lake view and smiled. "I will have my closure and I am only showing you this as a mark of respect for your father's work and the respect my father had for yours".

"Gee thanks, Miss Jones, looks like you do have a human heart after all!", Peter Bishop mocked and three seconds later was left gasping for breath as Rob Jones punched him in the stomach.

"That is for..", hissed Rob Jones, before getting a chance to finish, heard his mother cut in to finish the sentence.

" The pain and loss you have caused my family name Mr Bishop", she motioned to Evans who dragged him back to his feet. "Take him back to his cell", she told her assistant.

"Oh and Mr Bishop, you have until sunrise tomorrow until we meet again for the final time."

Peter Bishop was led back to the car whilst Rob and Erica Jones looked on.

"Rob, calm yourself, I don't want him to know that you're my son", she murmured.

"Mother, that man killed your father, my uncle!. How can you expect me to stand by and say nothing and not defend our family honour?!", he replied through gritted teeth and in a low voice.

"Patience, my son, our time is near. Just a little longer", she replied.

Rob Jones glared at the prisoner in the car wishing that he could have time alone with him and take his revenge without the ever watchful eye of his mother.

"Very well, mother, I shall enjoy that moment when it arrives".

"So will I son, so will I..".

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In the shade of the trees nearby, a figure in a suit was writing down computations in a small notebook. As he finished the last line, he noticed that Peter Bishop was being interrogated by his kidnapper. He noted the equipment that was being set up and loaded out of the vehicle nearby. An expression of concern marred his usual expressionless features and he took out his communication device.

"I fear the boy is going to die", he spoke and noted the reply.

"I cannot interfere with the timeline here. There are unforeseen consequences which I have not yet calculated".

The reply came through and he then added, "Very well, I will do what needs to be done."

He put away his device and continued to watch event unfold by the water's edge. Again he began to scribble in his note book, this time adjusting his estimates and coming to one startling conclusion.

He needed help, and there was only one person who could provide that help.

The observer shut his notebook and simply vanished. No imprint or trace of him left where he had been standing. Almost like he had never really been there in the first place.

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"Are these really necessary?." Dawson couldn't move his hands as Dr Bishop had decided to Velcro his wrists to the chair and that had set alarm bells in his head. Even Pacey felt a twinge of concern at what Walter Bishop was planning.

"Parsley, my boy, would you place these pads and electrodes over Mr Eerie's neck, arms and head please?", Walter gesticulated and smiled sweetly.

"Uh sure Doctor Bishop", Pacey then tried to calm Dawson down. "I think if you try to relax Dawson, just take deep breaths and shut your eyes, relax a bit…it should be fine", he offered.

Dawson shut his eyes but still insisted on trying to ask Doctor Bishop if he wanted a small part in his latest production, "I'm sure that I could offer you a specially written part, set in this lab. I mean, it would help my grades out if you could just say yes, Doctor Bishop".

"Dawson Man!. Concentrate on the breathing!", Pacey tried to keep him from driving Walter and himself mad with all the unnecessary chatter.

Walter ignored the boy and began to explain just what exactly his experiment was all about. "As you can see, I have modified this very basic laptop to read the vibrational tone that you emit and the program will convert it to a musical tone. This machine here…", he pointed to a Geiger counter which had also been slightly adapted, " This will measure the energy polarity either on a minus, positive or mixed scale and will also be converted by the laptop to a reading which will help me to determine the universe..-".

"Doctor Bishop, I think that's a bit too technical for us. Why don't we just say you're gonna get energy readings from Dawson here...no need to techno babble!", Pacey cut in realising that Walter was about to give away the "Big Secret" and needed to be reined in.

Dr Bishop peered at Dawson, "NOW RELAX!. DEEP BREATHS!", he ordered the teenager.

"Uh, Doctor Bishop, if you're only taking energy readings then why am I restrained. I don't think this is a good idea!. You're telling me to relax and yet I can't move my arms, there's something not right here!", Dawson started to become a little agitated, "Pacey, get these things off me!", he looked at him pleadingly.

"Just relax Dawson, trust me buddy, you're in no danger", Pacey tried to reassure him.

"PACEY..now!", he was adamant.

Walter suddenly reappeared and in a flash had Dawson sedated. He stood there smiling and sighing. "Peace and Quiet!", he looked at Pacey, "Now I can hear myself think. Boy, do you not have any friends that are less ANNOYING than that young man?!. Next time bring someone less inclined to talk!."

"Doctor Bishop, now that my friend is actually sedated.." Pacey leaned in and whispered the last part of the sentence, " I think you did us both a favour, though you do understand of course, if he was awake I would NOT openly admit that to his face".

Walter grinned, "For every rule there is an exception!. Ms Ross would you agree with us?"

As usual the bird let out a loud squawk and settled down again.

"She's a good bird isn't she?", Walter grinned, "PASTRY!…that sedative won't last very long!…THERE'S WORK TO BE DONE!".

"Aye, Aye Doctor Bishop, ready for your orders!".

"Excellent…now I want you to watch the reading on the first machine, note if it is positive, negative or mixed and take a note." Walter explained and flipped on the generator switch, "At least Mr EERIE won't feel this...I neglected to mention how much of a charge I was going to have to shock him with!. This takes me back to the good old days boy…now are you ready?".

"Certainly Doctor B.", replied Pacey. He looked at his friend Dawson on the chair, "Sorry Buddy, just as well you aren't awake for this", he muttered as Walter threw the switch and Part One of the experiment roared into life.

For some strange reason Pacey watched the second part of the experiment a short time later and wondered why his friend resembled FRANKENSTEIN'S MONSTER as the second charge convulsed his body. In a way he could imagine Doctor Bishop being the crazy scientist ushered out of normal society and taking refuge in a dark and lonely castle somewhere and doing very socially unacceptable experiments on hapless travellers seeking sanctuary from the harsh outdoor elements.

As he noted the results he just had to ask Dr Bishop, "See when he wakes up. He's gonna be okay?. No unintentional after effects We should warn him of?".

"He may not remember this experiment or being brought into this lab. Short term memory loss is to be expected. Other than that, he should be fine", Walter replied as he studied the data and looked thoughtful. "You can take the electrodes off him and release him from the chair now", he added as an afterthought.

"You know, you were willing to stick me in that chair and I can't help but think that if I was unwilling as Dawson here…" Pacey gesticulated toward his friend, "You would've knocked me out". The last part was more of a statement than a question.

Walter smiled apologetically it seemed, "You would've been a better subject boy, however, I am glad that you didn't volunteer."

"So am I", Pacey began to peel the pads of Dawson's arms, "Daswon, buddy.." he whispered, "Sorry if this hurts!", he began to peel off the electrodes taking hair off with them, he winced and muttered, "Don't think I could go in for all that waxing!".

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Astrid and Olivia were walking up to the school entrance. So far today had been frustrating to say the least. Walter hadn't figured out a way to reanimate the phone in any way, the D.N.A results from the burnt out SUV had proved nothing and they had spent the better part of the morning and early afternoon following leads. Leads which consisted of looking in all the unpopulated areas around Capeside for any sign of Erica Jones.

Astrid had gone with Deputy Davis in one car and Olivia had gone with Doug Witter in another to check out swamp-land, islands and derelict buildings. So far, it was like looking for a needle in a haystack and the clock was against them. The trail was getting cold.

They needed some good news as the stress of their situation was starting to tell.

Olivia noticed that Pacey and a rather dazed young man were sitting on the steps leading to the school and wondered what had been happening in the lab since they had left.

"Hey Pacey…so what's up?. Has Walter succeeded with his phone reanimation experiment yet?", she knew Pacey had been acting weird since he and Walter had been out on their trip the night before and was trying to find out what was going on.

"Well, I have good news on that front", Pacey tried to lock up the forbidden images in his mind and act cool, "My buddy Dawson here AND I hasten to add with a little help from yours truly, managed to solve that particular problem!".

"Really?. Well that's good news," Astrid smiled, "We've had an unsuccessful morning chasing down dead ends, maybe this is the silver lining on a cloudy day".

"Uh, I think I'm okay now Pacey, I'll get going. Catch you later", Dawson got to his feet and wobbled slightly, "I must have really been out for a while!", he muttered rubbing his temples.

"See you buddy, just watch how you go there!" Pacey called out after him.

"Care to explain Pacey?" Olivia queried.

"You don't really want to know Agent Dunham…put it down to Walter Bishop and some crazy experiment!" he grinned. "Oh, Astrid…I forgot to tell you, he said that the next part of the experiment involved fruit".

Astrid groaned, "Not Fruit!. I think that silver lining wasn't meant to be."

"If you ladies care to follow me", Pacey went and held the door open, "I think Doctor Bishop may be ready for us".

Astrid grumbled loudly, "THIS TIME, I am not cleaning up the lab!".

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"OBSERVE THE HUMBLE MANGO!", the voice of Walter Bishop resonated throughout the lab as he switched the lab equipment on and it hummed into life.

Astrid folded her arms unimpressed, "Great Walter!. No mess remember?!".

"Astro, do you not know that mangoes are the most flavourgasmic of fruits?." he looked at her with a raised eyebrow and a sly grin.

"Flavourgasmic?" she turned to Pacey, "Are you responsible for that description Pacey?".

"Okay there", Pacey pleaded innocence, "I did not teach him that word!".

Olivia bit down a smile and asked Walter, "Have you got the frequencies that we require to use on that phone or not?."

"Watch and learn…" Walter turned up the dials and punched the keys on the laptop and turned on the generator then pointed to the mango…"There she goes!".

The team all looked towards the fruit which was suddenly vibrating to the point of levitating but the effect was only temporary as it seemed to settle down but with a strange unearthly glow or aura around it.

Walter beamed wildly, "Parsley here figured it out with the help of a "STAR TREK" reference or two!", he clapped his hands and looked as pleased as punch.

Astrid still looked far from impressed, "So," she sighed, "We've just turned on a mango…whatever next?!".

Walter turned the dials back down and went to hook up the remains of the phone to the laptop. "Difficult though it was, I have managed to interface both these pieces of tech together, we should get the desired results. Ready everyone?".

Olivia nodded as did Pacey, Astrid made a wry face and Walter flipped the dials and switched on the back up generator to give it more power.

A crackle and a hum followed as the phone came on and spluttered back into life and began to download its contents into the laptop.

Astrid realised that it had worked and was about to congratulate Walter and apologise when Pacey noticed something was happening to the mango. The fruit was expanding and almost bursting.

"Uh GUYS…I don't want to be a pain in the ass but I suggest we all duck!", he suggested.

"DUCK?. Boy why should we duck?" Walter retorted.

"Hit the deck guys...look at that mango!", he pointed to the fruit that was just seconds from exploding.

Astrid and Olivia looked at the fruit and then saw Pacey dive for the safety of the inside of the wooden benches.

"OH my…" Walter realised what was going to happen and immediately dived for the laptop, yanked the phone away and threw it into the nearest empty corner of the lab.

He grabbed the laptop and held it firmly to his chest and hid behind the nearest bench just as the mango exploded sending a stream of hot pulp and skin over the tops of the science benches.

"Stay down guys, this isn't over!", warned Olivia as within the next minute the phone blew sending shrapnel within half a metre from where they were all crouching.

"Isn't this exciting!", Walter stood up and suddenly realised that he'd done it again and looked rather shamefully at Astrid.

"Walter!, I was going to say that I misjudged you.." Astrid gingerly looked around…"Exploding mango and cell phones, look at the mess Walter!", she gestured around the room.

Pacey looked above him as he saw the top of the science bench covered in mango skin and looking further over, the actual stone had embedded itself into the hard wood of the bench.

"I think the board of governors wouldn't like this too much", he mused as he picked up mango stained parts of the cell phone and held it between thumb and forefinger.

"Walter", Olivia sighed, "I agree with Astrid…No more fruit!".

"I must've forgotten to calculate the effect of the generator on both objects", Walter mused, "I saved the laptop from destruction though, if you give me a couple of minutes, we will hopefully have our questions answered!".

"Then this all hasn't been a complete waste of time", Olivia took in the state of the lab.

"Uh, I think Astrid and I should head off to the Janitor's office and get a mop and clean up," Pacey could see Astrid wasn't really pleased with Walter and the havoc he had caused.

Olivia had a small piece of mango skin caught in her hair, Pacey just noticed and gingerly reached out to get it.

"Sorry Agent Dunham,", he apologised, "Looks like you took a hit", he could feel the colour rising in his cheeks.

"You too Pacey, there's a bit on your shirt", she pointed out with a small smile and picked it off his collar.

Pacey just went, "Oh, thanks….I…ah.."

Ms Ross let out a deep cackle as if unhappy that another woman was commanding Pacey's attention.

"Damn that bird, she's so possessive!", Pacey muttered.

Olivia bit back another smile, "Better get that mop Pacey".

"Come on Pacey, I think the sooner we get tidying this lab up, the better", Astrid headed for the door.

"I couldn't agree more!", he sighed as he managed to shoot Ms Ross with a glare as he headed out the door.

"Olivia…IT WORKED!", Dr Bishop stared at the data as it streamed on screen and added, "The modifications I made worked!". His short lived joy turned into despair and total horror as his face became ashen. "Oh no…it can't possibly be!".

"Walter what is it?. Show me!", Olivia became concerned, she laid a hand on Walter's arm, "It's okay Walter, whatever it is can't be all that bad" she tried to reassure him.

Walter turned the screen to Olivia, his bottom lip started to tremble, "Oh Olivia…it's much worse, read the data onscreen.."

"Walter…how is this possible?!…this isn't Erica Jones cell phone". Her face too had gone ashen and as she read the calls made and received she realised that things had gone from bad to downright serious within a matter of minutes.

"This is Peter's cell phone. He's here in this universe somewhere, trapped just like us".

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Sorry Folks…next chapter will feature Pacey and Peter Bishop's first meeting. Kinda didn't get around to it due to lack of time and other scenes needing to get written first!.

Oh yeah and of course "STAR TREK", the episode I chose to reference instead of the OBVIOUS one was "The Alternative Factor". The mirror universe is a classic episode but this episode is much more interesting and of course I am a "Trekkie" at heart.

"Flavourgasmic": an involuntary moan when you eat good food, usually on the first bite

"Ask-hole" : a person who asks many stupid and pointless questions (Sorry Dawson fans!)

"Sacrelicious": a recipe which should not exist for religious reasons, but tastes superb!

( All from the "Urban Dictionary by Aaron Peckham)

Finally, the "Styx" and "Charon" come from a classical myth where the souls of the dead were ferried across the river to the afterlife. Most bodies were buried with a coin, in the belef that the ferry toll had to be paid to get across…if you had no money…basically your soul was screwed and had to wander around aimlessly forever more.

Last word….okay, maybe this will run about 3 maybe 4 chapters more, but you can never tell. Next chapter or further ahead…The Observer breaks the law, more Walter and Pacey antics and of course Pacey gets himself thrown back in jail again!.

Post again next week if all goes to plan.

Fusion: "A TALE OF TWO UNIVERSES". Chapter Seven.