A/N: Someone mentioned that having Peter and Olivia try for a kid just to solve the case was a pathetic excuse. So I'll clarify it. Olivia is understandably upset to know that other Cortexiphan children are being targeted and killed, and that a number of them had their unborn children killed as well. Olivia is given the chance to pull attention away from the other subjects by making herself a target instead, hence trying for a baby.

Maybe it's not the 'deepest' plot line we could have come up with, but it is what popped into our minds so we worked it into the story. We would also appreciate it if people didn't send rude comments about how 'pathetic' our idea was. If you don't like what we've written, that is perfectly fine, but please don't be rude about it.


Olivia looked in the bathroom mirror and bit her bottom lip while shaking out her long blonde hair. She could hear Walter reading to Maddox, Rowan already having fallen asleep to a very animated reading of "In a people house" By Dr. Seuss, and now Olivia could hear the lines from the book "There's a wocket in my pocket" another by Dr. Seuss, being read with great vigor to the little boy who was giggling and gurgling happily. Even though she had been living with the Bishop's for a few weeks now and taking care of the twins, it still surprised her to hear Walter reading the baby's to sleep or to see him playing games with them. The one thing that had made her heart melt though hadn't come from anything that Walter had done. She had woken up a few days prior to the sound of a muffled voice coming from down stairs. It had only taken her a moment to realize that Peter had left the bed that they had become accustomed to sharing. She had followed the voice until her eyes had fallen onto the sight of Peter walking around the living room with Maddox in his arms, bouncing the baby boy slightly in hopes of calming the tears that the boy was shedding. Olivia could hear Peter whispering things to the child while he hugged him to his chest and ran a soothing hand down his back making shushing noises until the baby calmed. Peter had then smiled at the boy in his arms and placed a gentle and loving kiss on his forehead.

Now days later she was getting ready to go on a date with Peter, one where she knew how it was going to end. She normally wasn't the type of girl to sleep with someone on their first date but if they were going to get this case done quickly then she had to get pregnant and now. To say that Olivia was nervous would be an understatement. She loved Peter deeply and wanted nothing more than to be with him in every sense of the word, but dating him and making him a father were two completely different things. He had proved that he'd be an amazing father and she loved watching him with the twins, but she also knew that even after all this time working together and him staying in Boston, he was a runner. What would happen if she got pregnant and he left? Or if things got hard and he just took off one day leaving her with not only one but three children to care for? Olivia had every intention on adopting the twins now that she knew that their parents were dead and that the baby's had nowhere else to go, which meant that even if she didn't get pregnant, she was soon to be a mother. Olivia tried to push her insecurities down while she looked at her outfit, a pair of well worn and plain jeans that she only wore around the house, a white flowing tank top and her black leather jacket along with a pair of black boots that had just enough heel to put her at almost Peter's height. She was wearing very little makeup and just a hint of lavender perfume that Astrid had gotten her for her birthday the year before.

"Livia, are you ready?"Peter's voice came through the thick wooden door, along with the slight rap of his knuckles against it. Olivia took one last deep breath and opened the door giving Peter what she hoped as a convincing smile.

"I'm ready whenever you are."Olivia said with a weak smile getting one in return letting her know that he was just as nervous as she was.

"Okay, um Astrid is here and will keep an eye on Walter and the kids. I figured that we could go somewhere off the beaten path for the night."Peter explained while they made their way down stairs.

"That sounds good."Olivia nodded wanting to get away from the confines of the house and Walter's prying eyes. Olivia could swear that Walter had eyes all over the house, almost always knowing what was going on or what had happened around the place even if he was seemingly asleep or not there. It made Olivia wonder if he had placed hidden cameras in the rooms. They said their goodbyes to Walter and Astrid then got into the car where Peter drove them about an hour away to a quaint restaurant a few towns away from Boston. The place was busy which would make it easy for them to talk without being overheard and they really needed to talk, or at least Olivia did.

"What are you thinking?"Peter asked after a few minutes of stifling silence had washed over them. Though he wanted to start conversation he had a pretty good idea of what was occupying her mind. It was the same thing that had his palms clammy and his stomach twisting around. He saw her bite her bottom lip in though making him look down at his gray button up shirt and jeans in thought.

"We have to set down some rules, regulations really."Olivia finally spoke up causing his eyes to snap up to look at her again.

"Okay."Peter nodded stiffly.

"While we try to create the baby we don't do it at the house, Walter is way too nosey and intrusive."Olivia stated receiving a small grin then a nod from Peter. "If I get pregnant then you can't be over protective and you'll have to let me do things without the need of a body guard or anything like that?"

Peter groaned and let a breath out his nose. "I'll want to protect you and our baby no matter what." He stated after a minute.

"I know that Peter and I do respect your protective streak but I won't be smothered or coddled."Olivia shook her head. "I can take care of myself."

"Okay."Peter finally agreed.

"We raise the baby together in the same house."

"I wouldn't have it any other way."Peter stated.

"Okay, good. The last thing is that you can't leave."Olivia said quietly and picked at her thumb nail.

"Hey."Peter said reaching over and placing his hand on hers stopping her movements. "I'm not going to just create a baby then leave you to take care of it on your own."

"A few weeks ago we were both just living our lives and then the baby's were left at my door and now we're talking about creating a family together, a baby that is half you and half me. This isn't like we're going to make something that's meaningless and I'm just…I'm scared Peter. I'm afraid that it will get to be too much or something from your past or mine will come up and then you'll leave. I want to believe that you'd stay here with me and our baby but I also know that you're not someone that stays, you're a runner."Olivia explained and wet her lips before looking down at the table.

"You're right, I am a runner, or at least I was."Peter nodded and shrugged. "But now, now I have so much to lose by leaving. You proved that to me when you went to the other universe to bring me home. Even if we don't have a baby together and even if the twins hadn't shown up, there is too much here to just leave. I will never leave you again sweetheart and I will never leave our children, Rowan, Maddox or this new baby. Honey…"He trailed off and twined his fingers with hers. "I love you."

"I love you too."Olivia softly replied and felt him squeeze her hand.

They fell back into silence while they ate then looked at each other nervously, Peter holding out his hand to her before they got up and left on their way to the hotel Peter had gotten a room at.


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