Hope to Live For
Five Months Later: Boston Medical Hospital
Olivia laid pushing, Peter beside her holding her hand. "That's it Livy, push."
The doctor looked at her, "that's it Olivia, a big push...good." The cry of a newborn filled the room and the doctor held her up. "There she is, your daughter."
Peter looked at Olivia as she laid back, he blond hair sticking to her face. He kissed her head, "you did good Sweetheart, you did wonderful. I love you."
"Love you too." She was exhausted.
"8 pounds and 14 ounces, 21 inches." The nurse laid the newborn in Olivia's arms, "what's her name?"
Olivia looked at the nurse, "Hope."
And she was, Hope was to live for...Olivia and Peter lived for her...their hope and joy for the future. Given to them by horrible means but they cherished her from the moment of discovery.
Peter and Olivia got married on the anniversary of their meeting on the lawn of Harvard, just a few months before Hope's birth. A new start for them all.
Olivia's PTSD eventaully went away with San Weiss' help and of course Peter's. She took charge of Fringe Divison when Broyles retired but continued to go into the field. Of course, no one questioned her because Agent Olivia Bishop's word was law in Fringe Division...after all, who knew more about the Divison and how to run it then a woman who possessed telepathy and could read the minds of her agents.
They all...everyone, had hope to live for...for the future and for family.
A/N: What did you think?