Lincoln leaned his head against his hand, his elbow propping him up so that he could look down at the woman who was sleeping peacefully beside him. She was lying on her stomach, the blanked bunched up down by the small of her back, exposing her bare torso to him, his eyes feasting on every inch of perfectly naked skin.
"See something that you like?" Olivia asked, turning her head to face him. Her eyes were still filled with sleep as she woke up.
"Yes." Lincoln smiled, pushing some of her brown-red hair behind her ear, and placing a warm kiss on her shoulder.
"I'm glad you're okay." Olivia said, her hand going up and cupping his cheek.
"Me too." Lincoln sighed happily, and sealed his lips with hers, pushing her onto her back and letting the world around them fade away.
Olivia pushed her blond hair out of her face, and stifled a gasp when the long, cold needle, was pushed into her arm. Walter looked at her apologetically, before taking a sample of her blood. He and Peter had created a drug, which would hopefully counteract the one that she had been given while captive.
"I'll just run this, and see if the drug is out of your system." Walter announced, scurrying away, wearing the protective suit that almost any guy had to wear around her, or else be affected by the super horny drug, or at least that's what Walter was referring to it as. Olivia watched him for a bit, before catching a glimpse of Peter out of the corner of her eye. For whatever reason, he was the only one not affected by her. She half expected him to come over, and found herself feeling a jolt of disappointment when he just kept walking, sparing her a short glance.
"Walter?" Olivia asked after a few minutes had passed, and the aging man had started looking at her test results.
"It appears that the drug has finally left your system." Walter smiled, while unzipping and shimmying out of his protective suit.
"Thank god." Olivia sighed, happily hopping off the table that he had, had her sit on.
"Now if you'll excuse me, I have work to get back to." Walter claimed, and shooed her away, something that she only felt a bit annoyed with. She gave him one last look, and then made her way through the lab in the direction that Peter had gone. It didn't take her long to find him in her office, sitting behind her desk while tapping a pen against one of the case files she kept in there.
"Find anything of interest?" Olivia asked lightly, walking into the room and closing the door behind her. Peter's head snapped up and he gave her a small smile.
"I'm just looking over the file for the people that took you and Lincoln." Peter shrugged.
"Well it's over now."
"Is it?"Peter asked with a raised eyebrow.
"They've been sent to prison, and I'm drug free now, so yea, it's over." Olivia nodded. Peter gave her a happy grin, before standing up and walking over to her, his left hand going into her hair before pulling her lips to his own. It had been a week since she and Lincoln had been found, and Peter had been longing to kiss her. Olivia let herself melt into the kiss for a minute, before feeling a bit of reluctance on Peter's end.
"What's wrong?" She asked, pulling back just slightly.
"I still don't know who I am, really, or anyone else in my life. I know everyone by name, and I'm starting to remember some things about them, but…What if I never get my memories back, what if this is the way that I'm going to be for the rest of my life?" Peter stated.
Olivia looked at him for a moment, then bit her bottom lip and shook her head, her shoulders shrugging lightly.
"It doesn't matter Peter. Sure you want your memories back, but are they really that important? Think of it as a do-over, or as being a clean slate. Everything and anything that hurt you in the past, has been forgotten, any enemies you might have made, no longer remember you. You can go and create new memories, new bonds, that you didn't have before. And keep in mind Peter, that everyone close to you is experiencing a type of memory lose as well. I remember that I hate the other Olivia, and the other Walter, but I don't remember why. We get to turn the clock back, and learn about each other in a way that maybe we never got a chance to do before. Don't think of it as losing something; think of it as gaining something." Olivia shrugged.
Peter just gaped at her, making her feel a bit uncomfortable.
"What?" She asked.
"Nothing, I just didn't think you were going to go all Dr. Phil on me is all." Peter chuckled at her indignant look.
"Gee thanks Peter." Olivia rolled her eyes and started to walk away, only for him to reach out and grasp her hand, pulling her back.
"I didn't say it to be mean or rude. You going all therapists on me, it was actually kinda hot." Peter smirked, letting his eyes roam over her body, then back to her own eyes. He then leaned in and kissed her deeply.
"Thanks for looking for us." Olivia sighed happily, when they pulled apart.
"I'll always look for you when you're gone." Peter whispered on her lips. "I love you."
"I love you too." Olivia responded, their eyes locking for a few minutes, before they pulled apart and headed out of the office just in time to see Lincoln and the other Olivia walk into the lab.
"My aren't you late today." Walter grumbled, walking past them, oblivious to the smirks on Lincoln and the other Olivia's faces. Peter looked over at the couple and smiled, Lincoln looking up and catching his eye. Lincoln gave a small nod of thanks, then walked away with his girlfriend under his arm, heading to some part of the lab. Peter looked down at the Olivia whose hand he held, and placed a kiss on her cheek.
"We should get back to work before Walter has a meltdown." He whispered to her, and reluctantly pulled his hand from hers just in time to hear Walter calling his name.
As he walked away, he couldn't help but smile, knowing that what Olivia had said was true. It was like his life had gone back to the start; he was a clean slate just ready to make new marks and new memories. He couldn't even begin to imaging starting his life over without the people that he currently had with him. He had Olivia, Astrid, his father and everyone else. Everything that was left behind in his old life could stay that way; he wasn't going to linger on it.
He was going to do the only thing that he could, move forward, and not look back.
Sorry if the ending is cheesy. I'm not good at writing endings.