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Peter

I've figured it out, I know how to get to the other side. I was able to construct a doorway, similar to the one that Walter made to come get me when I was a boy. I've done my best to make it more stable than the one that Walter used, I don't want to destroy the fabric between worlds anymore than it already is. The technology improvements over the last twenty years are helping greatly with that.

Now, all that is left to do is figure out where on the Other Side they are keeping Olivia, and I know just the person that is going to tell me.

Olivia

For three days now I've been trying to activate my ability and transport myself between universes. But whatever I do, it just doesn't work. Walter said that my ability is connected to my fear reflex, but I was afraid at the moment, just angry, and that wasn't helping. I didn't know what to do to make myself scared, I was running out of ideas.

My nurse arrived, "How are this morning Olivia?"

"Same as usual Jane." I answered, I had long expected that she knew I was no longer taking my pills, but she didn't seem to want to push the matter, "Do you mind if I ask you a personal question?"

"Sure, go ahead." She answered as she took my vitals.

"What are you most afraid of?" I asked, hoping maybe she could give me an idea.

"Odd question. I'm most afraid of losing my family, my husband and children. I don't know what I would do without them." Jane responded, I looked in her eyes and saw the truth in her words, "What about you Olivia?"

"I'm crazy, what would I have to fear?" I told her.

"I've all suspected that you weren't crazy Olivia. You're not the first enemy of the Secretary's to be labeled insane and put behind these bars, and I doubt you'll be the last." She told me honestly, "Now, what are you afraid of?"

I took a moment and thought hard, "The same thing, losing my family. Both the ones I'm connected to by blood and those I love like they were blood."

"Do you have a husband and children?" She asked, and I could see that she hoped I didn't, because she knew what would happen if I couldn't make my escape.

"No, I don't have either." I told her, "And I probably never will, if the Secretary has anything to say about it."

Peter

"Where is she being kept?" I asked the Alterolivia. Broyles tricked her into being locked up in an interrogation room, and now I was doing my best to get all the answer, but I was failing. "Where is she?"

"When did you figure out it wasn't me? I had thought I had you fouled all along." She asked, and I could tell that she was more curious than anything else at the moment.

"You aren't answering any of my questions, so why should I answer any of yours?" I inquired, and she smirked at me.

"Good point." She responded, "I'm growing tired of this. She is most likely being held in one of two places. Either the Federal Fringe Prison or the Federal Mental Prison."

"Why a mental prison?" I asked.

"I answered one of your questions, now you have to answer one of mine. When did you figure out that there had been a switch?" The imposter asked me again.

"Right away. I knew you weren't the right Olivia. Don't you remember me telling you? There are differences in your eyes. And your tattoo, that gave me the proof I needed to convince everyone else." I told her honestly, it didn't matter anymore.

I turned to leave and she asked, "Is that all you wanted to know?"

"Yes, all I needed to know was the places to look. I will be able to handle the rest." I told her and left, not once turning back.

Olivia

Even after my talk with Jane, I still couldn't make myself scared enough to crossover. And, to make things worse, I heard through the door that the Secretary was coming today. Just what I needed, something to make me more angry.

When he walked through the door at about midday, he looked slightly more flustered than usual, "Is everything alright sir?"

"No, everything is not alright you little snake." He yelled at me, and I was shocked by the pure anger in his voice.

"I haven't done anything. I've been locked up in here for a month." I yelled back, not even pretending to be on drugs this time.

"You lied to me, you gave me false information and now all my plans have been ruined!" He continued to yell.

I started to laugh, "I knew Peter would know she really wasn't me." My smile became huge and there was no stopping the cocky laughter that escaped my throat, I hadn't even been aware I was capable of making such a sound.

The quick hand to my face stopped my laugh and sent pain shooting up to my brain, "You won't be laughing for long. I'm putting you back in that cell and you won't see another soul, for a very long time."

"That is what you think." I told him, pure hate boiling my blood, my skin almost felt like it was burning.

"Oh, I don't think, I know. You are going to be sitting in that cell, all alone in the dark, never seeing another person, never again seeing the natural light of day." He then bent down, and whispered, "You will never see your world again either, because I am going to use that son of mine to destroy it, whether he wants to or not."

I couldn't not stop it, I didn't even it was still possible for me to do such a thing anymore, but I could. The entire room suddenly started on fire, the padded walls caught fire so easily, and the room was filled with smoke and the smell of burning fabric. Walternate's face was full of fear and confusion, I'm sure mine looked similar, but I knew my eyes were still flush with anger. I also knew that the fire couldn't hurt me if I didn't let it, just like it didn't hurt me as a child. But, it wasn't hurting him either because he was so close to me, so I kicked him into the flames, it was a reaction I wasn't expecting to come from me, but it did.

The sprinklers finally turned on, and it snapped me back to reality, as the flames were dying down, and the Secretary screamed from his burns, I ran as fast as I could out the door. And hoped that I could make it outside before anyone stopped me.

Peter

"How are we going to get in? And if we manage that, how are we going to get out?" Astrid asked me as we drove toward the Federal Mental Prison outside of the Other Side New York City. Walter was asleep in the back seat, the travel had taken a lot out of him.

"Hopefully we can get Walter to seem sane enough to gain us access. That is the only thing I can think of. And if that doesn't work, we'll be captured and in the same boat as Olivia." I told her, I know it wasn't what she wanted to hear, but I thought it best not to lie to her.

We saw the smoke before he saw the building. There was giant pillar of it, just billowing from one of the upper level windows we saw when we pulled up as close as we could get. There were dozens of emergency vehicles between us and the building.

"There is no way we will be able to gain access to this building today." I said aloud, and Astrid just nodded, "We'll turn around and come back tomorrow."

I turned the car around and heading back down the long driveway, but something in the woods along the sides caught my eye and I pulled over, stopping the car.

"Peter, we really need to get out of here." Astrid insisted, and kept looking back behind her, just waiting for a car to come driving down.

"Just a minute." I said and got out of the car. I went to the front of the car and just kept looking from left to right. Scanning the woods, I didn't know for what, but I had this intense feeling that there was something there I wanted.

"Peter! We need to go!" Astrid yelled through the open window.

I didn't say anything and just slowly turned back toward the driver's door, and then I saw it. A white jumpsuit clad woman lying just inside the cover of the woods. I ran over to her and turned her over to look at her face, but even before I saw it, I knew who it was.

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