AltLivia POV
"Fuck," I said as I saw Broyles standing in the doorway. Chances were, Peter or not, I was about to be carted away in a maximum security van.
"Olivia," Broyles demanded.
"Yes Sir," I replied at the same time as my alternate did in an attempt to fool him.
"Agent Dunham, what's going on here?" Broyles demanded again, coming down the steps.
My alternate beat me to the response, blowing my plan out the window, "She's back, in case you haven't noticed."
"Olivia," He said turning to me, "Why are you here."
"She's pregnant," Peter said quickly. I was surprised at his immediate response to stand up for me. Yes we'd had sex, but what had been a relationship in my previous time here, seemed like it was going to become more of an exclusive sex thing.
"Excuse me Bishop," Broyles snapped assertively.
"I was put in a bad position and I wasn't as careful as I should have been, so now I have to deal with the consequences. She came back to hold me accountable for them," Peter explained.
Broyles let out a breath, "We need to talk Bishop. You too Dunham," He began walking towards Olivia's office.
I considered the fact that if there was a time to run it was now, but I stayed.
I turned around after the door was closed to see Walter standing in shock, "You're pregnant?"
I felt a lump rise in my throat at the tone of his words, "Yes, Walter."
"With my grandchild?" He stuttered over the words and I could tell it didn't have positive connotation it would have if it had been her.
I bit my lip and nodded, "Yes Walter. It's a girl, you're alternate told me on the other side. Before I returned."
"My granddaughter," He whispered, and I could see tears come into his eyes. I had an urge to hug him but I didn't know if that would be a bad idea.
"Walter," He looked back up at me, "I want you to be a part of this. I prefer you to my Walter. You're sweet and kind, and you'll be an amazing grandfather," as I said it, I knew it was true, "Come on. I'll take you to get a milkshake, we can talk about it."
"What if they come out?' Walter asked in a child-like voice.
I smiled weakly, "They'll be in there awhile. Trust me."
