Ok considering that this story was liked I have changed the first chapter to be written in the third person because its easier for me, I also added a bit more into the first chapter if you want to check it out.
Thanks to those who asked for another chapter, here it is and I think maybe I will turn this one into a case story!...how does that sound?
I Need You Now…
You would think that after more than 10 years of never staying in the same place for more than a few weeks, Peter Bishop would have leant never to become attached to someone. Especially someone who seems to be trying to right some imagionary wrong. You would think that he was happy, living out of a suitcase with enough money in the bank to buy a small island in the middle of nowhere but no, he wanted more. At least that's what he has come to realise.
You would think that of all the people that he could fall in love with, that an FBI agent would be the last on his list, right? WRONG! The day that she pulled him from his buisness deal, the day that she had blackmailed him into coming home, he knew that there was something about her. She intregued him, confused him and all around annoyed him.
For someone who has an IQ of 190 you would think that no matter what his heart was telling him that he would be able to keep his distance from the one who kept him awake at night and he didn't know if it was the day that he saw her breakdown outside the motel or in the hospital where he held her while she allowed her emotion to actually surface for once, but what he did know is that he believed she need someone to care for her but you would think that he would know better, right?
Peter Bishop is the sort of person who never stays in one place for more than month or so. The nomadic genuis who needed no one and was fine on his own but you would think that he would realise that he needed more with an IQ like his.
Sitting at the piano playing a jazz tune while Olivia Dunham slowly closed her eyes and listened, he knew that he was in trouble when his heart fluttered and you would think that someone like Peter Bishop didn't allow his heart to flutter. You would think he would run, then and there. Far away from the pull of his heart strings and the woman who had truned his world upsidedown. He tried to run, told Olivia that he felt bad, still felt bad for what had happened to her but he needed to leave but in the end, even after she had found him after being kidnapped, he couldn't bring himself to leave her and everything they do.
You would think that after all of this he would have the balls to understand how he felt, because in the end, that's what it came down to, he was ignoring the warm feeling that bubbled inside of him when he poked his head through her doorway and placed the coffee infront of her. He wanted to ignore the turning in his stomach when she watched him closely from the seat behind her desk.
Bringing himself out of his trance he spoke up, "Morning Liv. Coffee, just the way you like it" and a small smile graced her lips.
You would think he would be able to keep his poker face on longer than he actually did.
That's what you would think right?
Ok, so that was Peter's view. Hope it was acceptable. I'm almost falling alseep in my Social Work lecture at the moment so, I'm sure there is more to come.
Enjoy
Ash