So who LOVED LSD tonight? Ok, one of my favourites! I loved young Olivia and how she tested Peter. Love Peter when he thought he lost her…AHHH! My favourite episode…anyway, thanks for all the review, hoping for lots more. Please enjoy and review!
T or M for one swear word…
Reference: Rachel hating Chicago (Amber 31422), "…real is just a matter of perception…" (The Plateau), "…I belong with you…" (Over There part 2), "…my girlfriend…" (Lysergic Acid Diethylamide), "…what's up buttercup…" (Olivia. In The Lab. With the Revolver.)
Chapter 36 – Permission
Olivia's front door opened, the wind grabbing onto it and slamming it into the wall, causing Lincoln jump. He rose from his seat on the couch and slowly took a step toward the door. Charlie and Sonia had left already, and as much as Lincoln wanted sleep, he also wanted to make sure that Olivia was alright. As soon as he reached the front door, Aunt Missy and Rachel came rushing through, wind and rain following them. Letting out a sigh of relief, Lincoln waited for them to steady themselves before he spoke up.
Rachel's voice filled the room, "I hate Chicago, I get so bored being there, there is nothing to do!" He watched as they dropped the bags and jackets by the front door. Aunt Missy looked up at Lincoln and smiled, "Oh hello Lincoln, is Olivia around?" He knew he should tell her the truth, Olivia's aunt had become an aunt to all of them. "She is upstairs with Peter at the moment…" seeing the sudden look on hers and Rachel's faces, he continued suddenly, "…he got into a fight, so we brought him here to get him cleaned up. He should be asleep by now, I just want to make sure that she was going to be ok before I left." Creaking caught their attention and all three looked up to find Olivia walking down the stairs, Peter's hand locked in hers, "But it seems she is going to be ok, so I'll be going." He ducked his head, moving from the door way and into the night.
"Peter are you alright?" Rachel and Aunt Missy came to stand at his side when they reached the bottom of the stairs, Aunt Missy taking Peter's face in her hands to inspect the injuries. Thankfully once he was cleaned up, there was only a split lip, a cut on his nose and a gash above his eye. Most of it was going to heal within a week or so. "I'm fine. I was caught in a fight with - -" Olivia stepped up and spoke, cutting him off, "- - Peter was helping a friend of ours, just happened to be in the wrong place at the wrong time, so I said he could stay the night, I hope that's ok…" Aunt Missy smiled when she noticed that Peter had slipped his hand into Olivia's once more. "Of course but you know the rules Olive." Olivia nodded and moved aside while Aunt Missy and Rachel made their way upstairs, Rachel stopping and hugging her sister, "I won't tell her if he stays in your room…" Olivia just smiled and rolled her eyes. "Good night Aunt Missy, you too Rachel…" Peter's voice filled the now silent house.
Once they were alone, Olivia grabbed a hold of Peter's hand and took him to the couch. "The only rule in the house is that we can't have boys in our room, but when she isn't home, that changes so I hope you don't mind but you are going to have stay here…" She motioned towards the couch. "Livia, I have no problems with staying here." They both took a seat, Olivia felt giddy, being so close to Peter but so unsure of herself, she was still scared about being close to him, to anyone, but so far Peter had been slow and gentle. She rested her head on his shoulder before sighing, taking in his scent. "How are we
going to do this?" She felt his cheek rest upon her head, "We will do this however you want. We will take this slow, we will do whatever you want, whenever you want. I'm never letting you go again Livia." She looked up a him from under her lashes, the cheeks burning bright red. He leaned up a little more so he could look down at her, "Olivia, how I feel about you has never changed for the worse, if anything it has gotten stronger. I know you're scared and I am going to be here for you, no matter what." She blinked as she watched him, before dropping her head to his chest and just closing her eyes.
Peter knew she was still having trouble with hearing that, not because they had only just decided to start again, but because it meant that she had to feel again. Feel anything, and that scared her. "If I fall asleep and wake up, will this be real?" She already sounded sleepy, enough for him to know that she was going to fall asleep any moment now. He chuckled, "real is just a matter of perception, sweetheart. I am here now and I am real…I'm not going anywhere…sleep Livia." As she closed her eyes, Peter leaned back and flicked the lamp off, the only source of light in the lounge. As he glanced back to find it, he noticed Aunt Missy standing at the bottom of the stairs watching them. He froze, unsure of what she was going to do or say but he did see the small smile that she gave him before walking back up the stairs. Sighing gently, Peter flicked the lamp off and closed his eyes. Thankful that Olivia was back in his arms, he was not going to stuff this up.
The Monday back was a blur, Peter was being caught up in all sorts of issues with the principle, apparently his extra-curricular activities had made it to Principle Broyles and needless to say, he was less than impressed. Most of the morning was spent in his office, Peter trying to explain what was going on and Broyles trying to find a reason not to expel him. "Bishop, can you assure me that it won't happen again…" Peter knew that he deserved to be expelled, he was knowing dealing with criminals, but he could also see that Broyles thought better of him. "Sir, there is only one reason why I would never go back to that life, and I have it now, so no it won't happen again."
Broyles sighed, stood and walked to the door, but as Peter followed and was in the doorway, Broyles spoke, "Keep your nose clean…" Peter nodded before moving from the doorway towards Olivia, who he could see had her back to him, but he knew she was waiting for him, her locker wasn't anywhere near Broyles office. Coming to stand behind her, he grasped for her hand and she looked up at him, smiling before walking away. Peter glanced back at Broyles and noticed that he had smiled and nodded his head at Peter. Broyles knew that Olivia would keep him in line.
They would hold hands when they were alone, but when their friends were around, they had both agreed to look as though they were friends. It was Olivia who wanted to go slow and Peter was more than happy to oblige, just as long as he was with her, he didn't care. They would however sit close to each other, speak quietly, leaning in closer when they were talking to each other and he would do anything to make her laugh, if anyone was really paying attention to either of them they would be able to work it out, there was just no PDA moments between them. "Hey, do you want to come over for dinner tonight? Aunt Missy said something about celebrating, but I have no idea about what. It's just pizza and stuff so…" Peter nodded and smiled, "Of course Liv, what time - -"
"Baby where were you last night?" Olivia looked up at the shrill voice of Tessa coming towards them. Peter pulled his arm away from Olivia, as it had slipped around her waist as they sat on the stairs waiting for their next class to start. He stood slowly as Tess came to them, but as he did, he grabbed for Olivia's hand. This was the one point in time where Peter didn't want to hide his relationship change with Olivia. "What is going on?" Tess was in front of them now, her face red and livid and she watched Olivia stand by Peter's side, her hand clasping at his arm. "Tess you and I were never anything after me and Olivia broke up. I'm sorry if I lead you on, but I figured you would understand that when I wouldn't kiss you or do anything with you…" Anger flared in Tess' eyes as she took a step closer to Olivia.
"What! What the hell are you talking about? You are choosing her, over me? She's a freak…what the hell are you doing?" Tess exploded. Grabbing onto Peter's shirt, she pushed him roughly away from Olivia and against the wall. "You think you can do this to me! God! You are just going to get bored of her…! Why are you even with her anyway?" Peter glanced back at Olivia, a small smile on his face despite the situation they had found themselves in. "Because…I'm where I belong." Olivia's eyes widened, she had never had someone say anything like that to her. Peter felt Tess loosen your grip on him in shock, he turned a little in her grip, now facing more to Olivia. "I belong with you…"
Tess turned now to face Olivia, stepping so close that they could each feel the others breath on their face. "YOU! How dare you come into this school and act like you are better than everyone else. You have been here for less than a year and just do whatever you feel like. You are pathetic and a loser! You should have stayed away after your stepfather fucked you!" Olivia snapped, grabbing a hold of Tess' jumper she pushed her to the floor, the force bringing them both to the ground, Olivia wasn't one to pull hair or scratch and even at that moment she had some form of control, she was only holding Tess down and pushing against her, no actual punches were thrown.
The screaming echoed through the hall, Olivia dominating the fight, sitting on top of Tess, her hands resting forcefully on Tess' chest, holding her down and if Peter didn't know how upset she was, he would probably be enjoying watching the two fight. "Liv…Livia!" Peter tried to grab for Olivia and was able to grab her arm as she sat up. "Don't you dare say one word about anything you don't know, you have no idea what it was like!" As Peter pulled Olivia away from Tess, she tried to lunge at her again, "Livia, stop!" "You know what Livia you are a freak, no matter what you do, you will always be the poor and abused girl without any parents." Huffing, Tess turned on her heals and left Peter and Olivia standing together, his arm around her waist and her trying to pull away from him. Once Tess was out of sight, Olivia turned in Peter's arms so she was looking away from him. He could feel the anger coming off her in waves. "Livia, you ok? Come on, I know you're angry…"
"Peter, I'm not angry I'm…I don't know! I can't believe that what happened would be a point of attack. GOD!" She ripped herself from Peter's arms and ran her hand through her hair. He could see her hand shaking, the adrenaline and stress from being cornered by Tess must have gotten to her. He watched on as she paced, trying to calm her breathing down, she stopped and dropped her head before letting a
small sob and shake of her shoulders wash over her. Peter took a step closer to her, touching her shoulder, the sensation causing her to jump slightly. "Livia, I know you, you are thinking about what happened…you are safe, I promise you that." He rested his chin on her shoulder gently, Olivia leaned back into his touch, pulling his hands around her waist.
After a moment or two Peter felt her relax into his touch, the fear and anger washing away from her and she turned around in his arms, coming to face him. He glanced down at her and smiled, he knew the way she was looking at him now, they never needed words. "You are my girlfriend and I belong with you." A feeling of pure pleasure washed over Olivia and she leaned up and placed a gentle kiss on his lips, which he was happy to return. "I belong with you too…"
Smiling into the kiss, Peter pulled her closer, he knew she wanted slow, but hearing her say the same words he did was almost as good as hearing the 'L' word.
"What's up buttercup?" Olivia turned around suddenly to find Sam standing against the wall watching her interacting with her friends. She smiled back at Charlie and Sonia before moving to his side, "Oh well ya know, just about to go and get a massage…" She smiled as she came to his side. "I'm proud of you Olivia. You did what most people wouldn't be able to…" Watching him for a moment she smiled, "What, no one else could go back into their house after being attacked…?" That was something she didn't believe.
"Ha! No, you ignored me. You were supposed to wear the red top to school after you were able to sleep in your own bed. Not many people can not listen to me." Olivia laughed, she really laughed at him. His smile growing when he noticed that she was a little more carefree. "I don't think you need me anymore Olivia. Just make sure you stay close to your friends and Peter. You will need him by your side if you want to make it through the rest of the year…" Olivia raised her eyebrow at him, confused, "Don't worry, I just mean that you need friends around you, everybody needs friends." Sam smiled and nodded towards Peter, seeing how he was watching Olivia from the side.
"Go on Kid. You deserve all the happiness you can get your hands on." Sam walked away from her, not turning his back but knowing that she was now watching Peter as well. It would only take a small amount of time before she was ready to show her relationship with him.
Olivia stood in the kitchen helping her aunt make the pizza that they were going to be eating for dinner. Peter hadn't arrived yet, so Rachel had run to the lounge room to watch Sabrina; the Teenage Witch before he got there. It was a show she had quickly become obsessed about. As Aunt Missy passed Olivia ingredients she spoke, "So Olive, are you and Peter ok?" Olivia looked up at her aunt and smiled, "Yeah we are." Looking back down at the half finished pizza in front of her, Olivia hoped that this conversation wasn't going the way it was. "So have you slept in the same bed?" Olivia stopped and sighed, "Yes, we have a few times and he has always been a gentlemen. There is nothing to worry about." She was about to walk away, but aunt Missy grabbed her arm.
"Olive, are you being safe?" they watched each other for a moment before Olivia smiled, "Aunt Missy we haven't…that's not going to happen any time soon, if at all." Aunt Missy dropped her hand from Olivia's arm and sighed, "But you want to…?" there was silence between the two, Aunt Missy sighed. "Olive, if you love him, be safe. Don't let him push you into anything." She pulled Olivia into a hug and held her close. Neither of them noticed Peter standing at the side watching the scene in front of him. He loved to watch Olivia like he was now. She was so loving towards those in her family, he just wished she felt the same as he did.
"We are going to bed, are you staying Peter?" Aunt Missy pulled herself from the couch, taking Rachel's hand with her, it was late, after 1am and the youngest had a meeting with some friends early tomorrow morning. Peter looked up from the TV, his arm around Olivia's shoulders, holding her close. "Um…if that's ok. I'll grab some blankets before you head to bed then, I don't want to wake you up…" Peter pulled his arm from Olivia's shoulders and started to rise from the couch but Aunt Missy stopped him. "No, it's ok. You two just sleep well, this couch is too uncomfortable to sleep on anyway…" She turned to follow Rachel up the stairs but Olivia called her back, "Are you sure?"
With a smile and nod, Aunt Missy left them alone, their minds reeling at how they have just been allowed to sleep in the same bed. Peter grabbed a hold of Olivia's hand and led her back to her room. Standing in the middle of the room, he lowered his lips to hers, wanting to remember the feeling of having permission to be there with her. It was near perfection. Hearing her sigh into the kiss he spoke, "Come on, its late…" He pulled her to the bed, and left to let get changed. He crawled into bed behind her after he came from the bathroom.
Slipping in behind her, Peter wrapped his arm around her waist, pulling her back against his chest and sighing, "Good night sweetheart." He placed a small kiss against her neck. Olivia held onto his hands, wanting to have him as close as possible, this was the first time they had been close since they fell asleep on the couch, but this was different. She turned in his arms, so her face was buried in his chest and breathed in deep. "Night Peter…" he kissed her forehead, feeling her fall asleep almost immediately.
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