Post Everything fic - "We've lost so much," he says heavily, filled with guilt, despair, sorrow. "All that hurt… I…" She cuts him with a soft shush and calms him with her mellow touch, a caress of solace for both. "It's hard for me too," she murmurs, angling his head so that he can look into her eyes, a bittersweet expression on her face. "But we've also gained something back."

She's wary of rewrites. She's wary, because revising history doesn't particularly solve anything. She's seen for herself. Time is always more a palimpsest than a blank slate. Remnants always linger, villains simply resurf and at the end of the day, there's always another apocalypse just around the corner. But even so, she wants to believe...

In the graveyard of memories of the past and dreams for the future, he mourns the loss of his four year old's innocence, of her unburdened conscience, of her bliss and her happiness and her freedom from the knowledge of pain.

'Olivia doesn't have to repeat the same pattern, and she already knows there is no way she ever could. She will fight for her child.' Is it possible to avoid repeating our parents' mistakes, or is it out of our control? A deeper look into the mother/daughter dynamics of the show. Olivia/Etta story.

Olivia tends to a late night feeding and thinks about the anniversary of her death and everything that has happened ever since. Angst!Fluff I guess.

Just a one-off little angsty story inspired by the look on Olivia's face when she told Peter she was pregnant.

Post-4x19. This is not how Etta imagined her family. This is exactly how Etta imagined her family.

Peter reflects as his first child is born. This will probably turn into a series of short fics. Set in the distant future, if you've seen all of season 4, you'll be fine. If not, then spoilers for the finale.

Post 4x19 story. 'The girl is special. Those of my kind must never know that she is yours.'