So I've had a little bit of stuff going on in my life that has slowed this chapter down and im sorry! Please review though :D They will make me a little happier… :D

This is actually the 3rd last chapter of the fic… I have had a few people wanting another one after this…anyone else agree? I have a few ideas for another fic but only if people want it :D Let me know :D

Reference: "…I'm here…" (The End Of All Things), "…Walter thinks…" (New Day In The Old Town), "…targeted toxin…" (The Bishop Revival), "…perfectly fine…" (Welcome to Westfield), Peter leaning against something a crying (The Day we Died), "…is Peter here?..." (New Day in the Old Town)

Chapter 37 – Kisses

Peter had no idea how long he actually had sat next to Olivia, his head on the bed, just begging her silently to wake up. He had held onto her hand so tightly he was sure that there would be some bruising when she woke up…if she woke up. He had to keep reminding himself that there was a chance that she would never wake up, and he would lose her forever but he wasn't going anywhere, he would stay by her side as long as humanly possible. Holding her knuckles to his lips as he had done many times before he whispered two words he wished she could hear, "I'm here…"

Feeling the crick in his neck getting a little too painful for him, Peter sat up slowly, stretching out his back and neck, his eyes never leaving her face, just wishing she would move slightly, twitch her fingers and fight the breathing tube, anything to tell him she was waking up and wanted to breathe on her own. Peter didn't hear the door open until it closed with a small bang, his eyes found Charlie staring back at him, smiling gently. "How you holding up?" it was an obvious question but Peter appreciated the thought. "I don't know Charlie. I could lose her…they say that she has to wake up in her own time but the longer she stays like this…the harder it will be for her. I just don't know what to do." Peter placed his face in his hands and sucked in a shaky breath.

Charlie came to his side, sitting on the extra chair that was next to him, "Peter, I spoke to the doctors, they are happy with the way she is going, they just say that for whatever reason, one they have no idea about, her body just needs to work itself out. Come on man, she is Olivia Dunham, been through Hell and back. She'll make it through this…" Charlie waited for a reply from Peter but when none came he just sighed and watched as Peter reached out to touch Olivia's face, moving her hair from her face. Silence filled them for more than thirty minutes until Charlie spoke again. "I made some phone calls, Rachel said she will be on her way, they are a couple of hours away and will be here as soon as they can…" Peter nodded, guilt taking over him at the thought that he hadn't even thought to call her sister.

"…I spoke to Sonia as well, after what happened to us. She is dropping off Jade at her mothers and heading over in the morning, want to be here for you, we both do…" he touched Peter's arm but still received no reply, Peter didn't move, didn't flinch but didn't pull away, just continued to watch his girlfriend lay on that hospital bed. "Oh…Walter tested some of my blood…" this caused Peter took look up at him, shocked at the thought of having Walter need to run tests on Charlies blood. "Well whatever happened to us in there it only happened to me and you, Olivia didn't almost die because of the toxin that was in the air…" his words struck Peter deeper than Charlie meant them to but it was the truth. Peter watched Charlie for a few minutes, trying to gage what he was going to say next but when he couldn't read him he turned back to Olivia.

"…Walter thinks that whatever was dispersed into the air was genetically altered to attack just our DNA…the male DNA…" Peter raised his eyebrow while turning to face Charlie who just shrugged, "You're the genius, I didn't understand a word of what Walter was talking about. Something about a targeted toxin, Nazis, he even spoke about your grandfather, but I honestly got the impression that he was too worried about Olivia to make any real sense of what was going on. Needless to say, he said we are going to be perfectly fine now so we have nothing to worry about." Peter just nodded, thankful that they were going to be ok but still terrified that he was going to lose Olivia.

They fell back into silence, both watching and listening for any signs of Olivia waking up but time passed slowly and nothing changed. It was probably close to two hours of so later that the hospital door open and close, Peter not even bothering to look up when he heard the door, not really caring who it was until a small voice called out to him, "Peter…" he looked up suddenly to find Ella staring back at him, Rachel with tears in her eyes and unable to speak. "Ella bear…" Ella ran right into his legs, crawling up into his arms and holding onto him as she looked down at her aunt, a small amount of fear in her eyes, more confusion filling them though. "Mommy is sad…what's wrong with aunt Liv?" she spoke to Peter as the other adults stayed silent, not sure of what to say but the silence was broken by a sob coming from Rachel, Charlie making his way to her side and holding her close as she cried, sitting with her against the wall that was off to the side.

"Uncle Peter…" it was the first time she had ever called him that and he let out a small, shaky breath as he watched the two year old on his lap. Swallowing down his pain, Peter spoke to her gently, "Aunt Liv had an accident and she is hurt now…" He didn't even realise that a tear had fallen from his eye until Ella reached out and touched his cheek, wiping away his tear. "She'll be ok?" is was such an innocent question, he didn't want to take her innocence away from her just yet, "Yes, baby, she will be ok…" he pulled her into his chest, hugging her close so she couldn't see him cry, she just hugged him back, her own tears coming down in waves as the feelings of the adults around her struck her hard, she was sad because they were sad.

Pulling away from Peter, Ella looked towards her aunt before crawling onto the bed slowly, curling into her aunt's side as the adults watched on, both Rachel and Peter not being able to stand the sight of Ella laying with her aunt, they both cried again, silent, body shaking sobs. Leaning forward slowly, Peter placed his hand on Ella's back, feeling her body shaking with sobs as well. She was too young for this, she was too young to see her Aunt this way, but he also knew that that little girl loved her aunt so much that when she was older, and if her aunt wasn't around, she would be upset that she didn't have a chance to see her again.

The nurse had come and gone by the time that noon the next day had come around, the hospital had picked up again, it was busy, noisy and constant but in Olivia's room there was just silence, the only sound being the beeping from the heart monitors. Rachel had taken Ella home, who had fallen asleep on the bed with her aunt hours ago, promising to come back when she found someone to look after Ella, Charlie had stayed, Sonia making it down during the night, Jade at her mothers house. Peter didn't remember much of when Sonia had turned up, all he knew was that she had hugged him and she had cried. Now she was asleep with her head on Charlie's shoulder and the two of them just sat in silence.

It was as if they were all just waiting for a miracle to happen, almost like watching a pot of water boil, nothing was happening. The nurses would come, take her vitals and then leave, no one would tell them how it was going, what was happening or if anything had changed. Peter assumed that they would be told if something, anything, had changed but he still would have liked something from the nurses. Most of them just sent sympathetic smiles in his direction, taking note of his hands, always surrounding Olivia's tightly, never letting them go.

Most of the afternoon was a blur to Peter, the hours blended into one, people coming and going felt like the same person, time just didn't seem to register with him, he honestly felt as though he had zoned out on everything that was going on around him and he could only stare at Olivia's face, imagining her lips twitching, her hands moving slightly, just something to tell them that she was alive and going to wake up soon. He stared at the tube down her throat, keeping her breathing regulated and sighed, this was the sort of sight that was going to haunt his dreams forever.

Finally needing to stretch his back, Peter rose from his seat by Olivia's bed and placed a kiss on her lips gently, whispering a soft "I'll be back" to her before moving from the room and rubbing his hands over his face, trying to keep himself awake just that little bit longer. He glanced at the time, taking in that it was now almost six pm, the sun had gone down and the hospital was quieting down again. Finding the chocolate and soft drink filled vending machine, less than 100 meters from Olivia's room, Peter came to stand in front of it, every intention of buying something to keep his energy up.

Leaning his head against the vending machine Peter sighed, it had been a long twenty-four hours, and it looked to be getting even longer. The doctors still hadn't been able to tell him if Olivia was going to wake up soon, although they did say that the scan showed a reduction in the bruising on her brain, which meant that if she woke up she would probably have no long term damage but it still wasn't enough for him, he wanted to know how to wake her up, how to bring her back to him but he was powerless and that was what was worse for him, not being able to help her like she has helped him so many times.

There was movement around him, people rushing and calling but nothing was enough to pull Peter from his thoughts, the pain he was feeling and the emptiness inside him. Leaning his head against his forearm, that was resting on the vending machine, and took a deep breath, his sigh coming out shakily until the tears started to fall again, an angry groan vibrating through his throat as he balled his fist against the machine before slamming it painfully into the plastic of the machine. Resting for a minute, Peter rubbed his hand over his face, as if rubbing away his moment of anger.

"PETER!" The female scream caught his attention and he looked up, Sonia's eyes wild and wide. "Come here!" She motioned for him to come to her and if his mind hadn't just jumped to the worst conclusion he would have just looked away from her and not bothered to go over but the look on her face and the gut feeling that something bad had happened, spurred him on and he sprinted to the door of Olivia's room and looked in, Charlie standing to the side with Sonia, who had moved back into the room after seeing Peter come towards her. Peter looked towards the bed, only to find the heart monitor beeping excessively and the doctors and nurses standing around the bed, all talking and ignoring the others in the room.

Before he had a chance to ask what was going on, he noticed that Olivia's hands were moving, reaching for the clothes of the nurses around her, he could barely see her, but could hear the doctors telling Olivia she need to relax. It was like a dream, a distant memory of seeing her move while he was asleep, but he was very much awake, staring down at the stubborn kicking of his previously comatose girlfriend. "Olivia, please you need to relax…Olivia…" He watched on as the nurses tried to hold Olivia down, getting her attention by asking a simple command of her, "Olivia, we need to take the breathing tube out of your throat, you need to stop fighting…" It was almost instantaneous when her body went slack against the nurses, the doctors telling her what they wanted her to do to have the tube removed.

"Alright Olivia I need you sit up slowly…" the nurses helped Olivia into a sitting position, holding her head down before speaking again, "…now on the count of three, I want you to breathe out as hard as you can…ready…" The doctors made sure the nurses had her in the right position before starting the count. "Ok…ready…1…2…3…" On three everyone in the room listened as Olivia blew out a deep breath, a gaging sound that followed and then the tube coming from her throat. If they weren't so interested in knowing if she was ok, Charlie probably would have gaged himself. They watched on as Olivia coughed a few times, trying to ready herself before one simple word fell from her mouth, "…Peter…?"

It took a moment for her to focus on Peter, still standing in the door way and when she did, she smiled towards him, her eyes shining with tears as she reached out her hand to him, calling him to her. Peter honestly couldn't tell how he got there, or how he even found the strength to contemplate moving towards her, for fear of it being a dream but within a moment, her hand was resting on his cheek and his on hers, tears streaming down his face. "Olivia? Livia…" He pulled her into a hug, holding her close as she did to him, not wanting to let go. It wasn't until a nurse touched his arm did Peter pull away, letting the doctors and nurses to their job, making sure Olivia really was ok. Standing off to the side, Peter stood next to Charlie and Sonia, both with smiles on their faces and tears in their eyes. Sonia touched Peter's arm to get his attention and he looked down at her, pulling her into a hug and letting out an excited laugh.

"She's going to be ok…" Charlie spoke to Peter, smiling as he noticed his friend was still crying quietly. "God, what happened?" As Peter pulled away from Sonia, he realised that he didn't even know what had happened to wake her up but Charlie just shrugged, "I don't know man. I mean just after you left, after you kissed her on the forehead and left, her fingers began to move, like she was reaching for you but then she started to seize again, that's when we called the doctors. It only lasted a few minutes before she stopped and opened her eyes. She has been fighting the tube ever since…" Peter smiled at Charlie, he was just trying to make him feel better but it was still hard for him to know that he wasn't there when she woke up.

Taking a seat on the chairs off to the side, Peter watched on as the doctors worked with Olivia, asking her questions, checking her vitals and just doing an overall check. Minutes passed, Peter was unsure exactly how many but he knew that it was a long while until the nurses left, one by one, until there was only one doctor left in the room, Charlie and Sonia had gone out to make phone calls to Rachel, Broyles and also to Walter and Astrid, all of which said that they would be there within in the hour. Once the doctor nodded to Peter, he was by Olivia's side in a blink of an eye, taking her hand in his and kissing her lips hungrily, he wanted to make sure that she was never going to get hurt again. "Now, Olivia…how are you feeling?" The doctor turned towards her, knowing that she had had a bit of time to relax from the stress of having people standing over her.

Smacking her lips together a few times, Olivia tried to get her voice back, speaking was difficult once the tube had been removed, "I feel…I don't know…heavy I guess…" She looked towards Peter who just smiled a watery smile at her. She tried to shake her head, trying to clear her thoughts a little. "That'll be the drug's we had you on. Don't worry that will go away in a few hours. I'm going to go and get your blood retested and I'll be back in a few hours." He nodded to both Peter and Olivia as he exited the room, leaving Peter and Olivia alone for the first time since she had woken up. Smiling heavily at Peter, Olivia sat back against the bed and sighed, there wasn't much she remembered, but from what she did it all revolved around Peter. Reaching out a hand for him, Olivia held onto him as he took a seat next to her once more. "You're gonna be ok Livia…I promise from now on…" He placed a kiss against her forehead, feeling her whole body drop into the bed with a deep sigh. "I don't remember much…is everyone ok?" All she knew was that she was supposed to be stopping something.

"Yea sweetheart, you stopped the bomb…we are all ok. Rachel and Ella are on their way here…Broyles said he would come down and have a talk with us. He mentioned something about Loeb but I'm not too sure what that was. Get some rest baby, I'm not going anywhere…" He placed a gentle kiss on her lips with a smile before sitting back and just watching her close her eyes and let sleep overtake her slowly.

Peter let his head rest on the side of bed, as he looked up at her sleep, letting his mind relax for the first time since before they had to find and dismantle the bomb. She was alive, she was going to be ok and she was safe, looking into her eyes and seeing her look back was the most amazing feeling Peter ever thought he was ever going to have in his life. He just wanted to get into bed with her and hold Olivia until she was healed and then keep her locked up in a room for the rest of her life to keep her safe. Looking over her body, Peter allowed a small smile to find his face, knowing that she really was going to ok.

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