Slowly Moving Forward

Spoilers: Season 1, Season 2, Season 3(Olivia, The Box, The Plateau, Do Shapeshifters Dream of Electric Sheep, Amber 31422, 6955 kHz, The Abducted, Entrada, Marionette promo).

Disclaimer: If I owned Fringe...Olivia would have made it home with Peter in Over There Part 2 instead of this insanity.


The weekend was filled with furniture shopping, needless to say having Peter and Rachel with her was not what Olivia imagined it would be. They had both insisted on using IKEA for furniture and not some other place, she agreed to look but not make decisions immediately.

They were right in the end and she bought everything she would need, Broyles had just delivered her 'compensation' check or as the DOD saw it 'sorry we left you on the wrong side' check. Either way, she planned to use it on her new apartment, the furniture at least, it was a free five thousand that they were willing to give her and she was willing to spend it for once.

Sunday, Olivia had dinner with the Bishops...per Walter's request that she join them, she went because Astrid was going to be there. They discussed Thanksgiving and decided to hold it at Olivia's new apartment as a Thanksgiving/housewarming dinner.


"Okay, seriously Walter..." Peter turned from where he stood beside Olivia at the stove, they both stood cooking dinner. "Will you stop pacing, everything is going to be fine, Astrid is just a little late...nothing more."

Astrid finally arrived and distracted Walter, leaving Olivia and Peter in the kitchen alone. They were making Italian, Olivia's mother's recipe mixed with a bit of Elizabeth Bishop's as well. Peter made his mother's Greek Salad while Olivia fixed the sauce and spaghetti.


"I need to get where you are Sweetheart." Peter looked at Olivia as she stood by the sink, "if you don't move I'll just work around you."

Olivia looked at him from where she was draining spaghetti and soon Peter had his arms around her washing lettuce. Olivia laughed as he didn't let her move, smiling as he kissed her neck and then her ear and her temple before going down to her cheek. He ended his trail of kisses by placing a chaste kiss on her lips before moving off.

They went back to their separate activities but talking as they did. Busy at her task, Olivia didn't notice Peter taking a picture of her domestically cooking till after he was already saving it on his phone.

"What did you do?"

He smiled and showed her the photo, "for my album."

She had to admit it was a better one of her, she was looking down at the pop she was cooking with, enthralled in her task at hand...a total scene of domestically cooking. She later caught one of him playing with flour while trying to make homemade bread, his mother's or alternate mother's recipe.


He turned to see her holding her phone, "hey!"

"Fair play."

"Play, you want to play?" He picked up the flour and threw it at her, she screeched and backed up. "Now that was playing."

"Bishop, this means war!" She looked at the flour and some of it flew at him, Peter laughed and went after her. She ran out of the kitchen, mentally turning everything off with her telekinesis as she went.

Astrid and Walter came out of the living room to see Olivia winding up the stairs and Peter after her, both laughing and screeching. "That was a war Dunham, I won't surrender so get back here."

"You'll have to catch me Bishop!" She disappeared up the stairs and he was after her before she reappeared at the bottom and Peter turned to see her. "If you can...I'd be half way around the world before you know it...so surrender."

He walked down to her, "I think not, you don't scare me and neither do those abilities of yours."


She disappeared and a second later appeared, a handful of flour in hand. "Want to rethink that?"

Soon Peter was up the stairs and Olivia after him, Walter shook his head. "Young love."

"At least they are no longer ignoring each other." Astrid turned back to the game as did Walter, both ignoring the sound of doors slamming upstairs.

Upstairs however, Peter was shutting his bedroom door on Olivia but turned to find her standing behind him, she smirked and threw the flour at him. He got down on his knees, "I surrender Agent Dunham."

She laughed and pulled out her phone, taking a picture of him before laughing some more. Peter rubbed his hands on his shirt which was covered in flour and attacked her, getting flour on her black shirt and also on her face and in her hair. "Bishop!"

"All's fair in love and war 'Livia, I'd say this was fair."

Olivia looked at him and smiled, "that was fun, more fun then I've had in a while."

"I've been known to be a pretty fun guy." He chuckled and leaned down, kissing her before pulling back and walked to his dresser. He pulled out another MIT shirt, this one was short sleeved. "Here, bathroom is free so change and get cleaned up while I figure out what to do with myself."


Olivia smirked and took the shirt, laying it down before she stripped off her shirt in front of Peter. He stared for a moment before turning away, the sight of her in a black bra and no shirt was enough to make him loose it. It was more out of respect and love then himself, Olivia didn't deserve to be looked at as if a peace of meat and he'd do that if he didn't turn away.

The image of her in a bra and no shirt however was somehow more sexy then when he saw her alternate with nothing on...that alone surprised him as they were genetically the same and physically the same as well. He had to get that image out of his mind before he did something he regretted so he thought of something strange and shocking.

Olivia caught his thoughts and busted out laughing from what she heard.

Broyles in a thong, think about Broyles in a thong...not about Olivia, not Olivia. Broyles in a thong, oh God that's something I never want to see.

Peter turned at her laughter and found her in her jeans and his shirt but she was laughing. "Didn't know you swung that way Bishop." Her smirk was enough to make him smile.

"Oh I don't Sweetheart, oh I don't." He moved towards the bathroom since she wasn't going there, brushing by her as he went. "I'll be sure to prove it to you one day."


Olivia smirked again as she watched him go, smiling as she teleported downstairs to finish dinner.

They sat down later to eat and the conversation turned to Thanksgiving, if Rachel and Ella were going to come and Olivia said she'd ask them. Eventually the topic of food turned to an experiment Walter did and then when most would have stopped eating at its grotesque results, they just ignored Walter and continued.

When Olivia departed that evening with a kiss from Peter, she found herself having had a great weekend. She went home to her new apartment and got ready for bed, ready for a case to come the next morning or later in the evening.

She also knew that after tonight, everything she had with Peter was better then before. She couldn't understand why she hated him so much or said those things to him...especially about not wanting him. She'd been so stupid to say that to him that night after they dealt with the organ killer but Roland's words did come back and she did wonder: did Peter even notice anything at all?

The thought was quickly dismissed, he loved her...even planned to stand by her and help her with another man's child, be a father to said child and now she was upset about loosing her son, her baby boy would she would have given the Bishop name to. To be honest, she loved him too and always would.

Her future was set...her future was with Peter, no matter what happened or what the war brought because it defiantly wasn't over yet.


A/N: Next part takes place about ten years into the future, Walternate's plans were set back by Olivia's escape and so it took ten years to find another way. More so, things between Olivia and Peter...well we can all guess they are married and have kids but they've done something more.

Chapter 10 will be in two parts:

Part I: How Olivia and Peter are with their family.

Part II: Fighting to end the war.