Title: Dynamic Duo

Rating: K+ (Sorry kiddos, fluff ahoy!)

Olivia had just said goodnight to her niece Ella and she was already mentally preparing for a night of solid rest when she heard the door bell ring. Letting out a loud breath of air she got up to answer having no idea who could possibly be on the other side. She mentally debated on whether or not to grab her gun, but she didn't want to worry Rachel. When she opened the door it was to reveal a sheepish looking Peter Bishop. This she hadn't expected, especially with all the arguing they had done recently.

"Hi." Was all he said.

"What's up?" She asked, trying to keep the suspicion out of her voice. Had he come here to argue some more with her?

"First of all, I've had a couple of drinks, but don't worry… I walked over." He was rambling already. That couldn't be a good sign, could it?

"Okay," Olivia said, trying not to look as confused as she felt.

"And, uh… I wanted to say that…" Peter paused, trying to put into words what he had been feeling all day. "I've never had him in my life… Walter. And now, thanks to your insane freak show of an operation, I do. Have him in my life. And I think that I was… I think that I was a little scared. And maybe if he… he talked to that woman…" He shook his head to clear his thoughts. "Whatever, I… I wanted to say that I'm sorry. You were right. Thank you."

"You're welcome." She smiled at him.

"Ummm, I'd understand if you said 'no', but would you maybe entertain this slightly buzzed guy with a walk outside?" Peter asked, avoiding her steady and penetrating gaze.

A smile grew quickly on Olivia's face and she nodded. "Just let me grab my coat and shoes." She opened the door for him to follow her so he wouldn't have to stand out in the cold while she got ready.

Peter stepped in and was rubbing his bare hands together to create some frictional warmth when Rachel stepped into the room while Olivia had left.

"Hey," she said looking rather shy yet flirty.

"Hi," Peter shifted his weight and looked around. "How's Ella doing?"

"She's doing well. She was just happy to get some cotton candy out of the deal," Rachel laughed. "Thanks for asking."

Peter gave her a genuine smile. "Well, she's a sweet girl."

Olivia walked in from behind Rachel, just tying her scarf around her neck.

"Ready?" Peter asked.

"You two aren't off on another case, are you?" Rachel eyed them suspiciously.

"Nope, just a walk." Olivia answered casually, already heading for the door. Rachel gave Olivia a curious look before nodding.

"I'll just go ahead and tuck Ella in. I'll see you when you get back." Rachel said.

"K, see you then."

Peter and Olivia stepped out into the cold and biting air. They made it a block when Peter finally spoke up.

"So, how has it been having your sister and niece living with you?" Peter asked.

"It's been… interesting?" She said it as more of a question. "I love seeing them and having someone to come home to, but I could do without the line for the bathroom. Then I also have to field questions about how my day was and of course I can't explain anything about my day and if I did I think she would just lock me up at St. Claire's." They both laughed at that.

They settled into a comfortable silence that was only broken by the scuff of their shoes on the sidewalk.

"You know, I think she likes you." Olivia said softly.

Peter choked on a laugh and ended up coughing. Olivia laughed at him and patted his back. "What?"

Olivia really did laugh. "She'd probably kill me for telling you this, but I think my sister likes you Bishop. I'm not sure exactly why," she laughed, "but she does."

"Hey!" Peter said defensively. "There are plenty of reasons women like me. Just because you're immune to my powers over the female populace doesn't mean a different Dunham can't fall for my good looks and charm." He smiled smugly.

Olivia just barked out a laugh and nearly doubled over in the effort to stifle the majority of her laughing. "What can I say; I think it's just one of my super powers." She grinned at him.

"So, let me get this straight." Peter stopped and faced her with a very serious and thoughtful look on his face. "If I did this," he reached out and cupped the side of her face in his palm and softly caressed her cheek with his thumb. "You wouldn't feel anything at all?"

Olivia's stomach was doing summersault after summersault and she fought to keep the blush to a minimum, ready to put it off as the cold air. "Nope."

"Hmmm." He didn't move his hand but seemed to retreat into his head for a response. He began to move closer to her until their cheeks brushed and his stubble was rough on her smooth cheeks and he whispered huskily in her ear; his breath hot and tickling. "And this?"

Chills coursed through Olivia's body and she had to squeeze her hands tight at her sides. "I don't know what you're talking about…" She said softly, trying not to betray what he was doing to her.

Peter pulled back and stared into her eyes so that they were only a couple inches apart. "Nothing at all? Well, I guess you really do have super powers, but just to be sure – " He never gave her a chance to wonder what he was leading into because he brushed his lips softly against hers and he watched as her eyes fluttered shut and she leaned into him just the tiniest bit. Enough that he knew it affected her, but he didn't want to push his luck either, so after a few seconds he pulled back to look into her eyes. Olivia's eyes were slightly hooded and her mouth was just barely parted. Peter grinned smugly.

"I'm not sure you can lie about that one, 'Livia."

Olivia scowled at him and her cheeks flushed more.

"Just admit it; you find me charming and handsome." Peter laughed at her response huff as she crossed her arms.

"Not nearly as much as you're thinking," She pouted.

"But maybe just a little?" He tried.

"Maybe – but just a little!" Olivia said, relaxing a bit.

He laughed and they were silent again as they began walking again.

"So, does that mean you like my sister?" Olivia asked, trying to sound innocent.

Peter turned to her with raised eyebrows. "She seems nice and all, but my attentions are currently drawn elsewhere."

She turned to him with raised eyebrows and when he didn't continue, "and?"

"And what?" He asked. "We're not in high school, just because you're my best friend doesn't mean I'm going to tell you who I want to be with romantically."

"Best friend?" She asked, slowing down to a halt.

"Well, yeah." He grinned at her. "I haven't really had much experience with friends with my past, but I imagine this is what it would be like. I trust you with my life and for some reason, I can never seem to shut up around you and I think that is the definition of 'best friends'."

"Is it now…" Olivia asked, not able to keep the smile from her face any longer. "Well, we do make a pretty dynamic duo." She chuckled.

Taking her hand in his they began to walk again. "Yes, we do." Peter said smiling.

A/N: A little sappier than normal, I know, but the last couple have been more sexually charged and I thought I'd change it up a bit. I've got the next two chapters started, but I'm heading off to Ireland this Friday and I can't bring my lap top with me so I won't be updating until next week. Thanks to everyone who's stuck this out with me and an even bigger thanks to those who reviewed and made me feel all warm and fuzzy inside. I wish for you all to have naked Peter's in your dreams tonight ;-)