He heard a knock on his door. Hoping it wasn't his father, he got up and checked the bathroom, where Walter was currently sleeping, and there he was, in the tub cradling a bottle of shampoo. Hearing another knock on the door he slowly walked over and looked through the peep hole. He saw Olivia on the other side, but she looked different. He opened the door and they made eye contact, the two of them, just standing there. She was wearing flip flops, a white tank top, and grey sweatpants, and she didn't have her gun, which was very un-Olivia like. He could tell she had been crying because she had mascara on her cheeks and her eyes were puffy and red. She was the first to speak.

'Peter, I don't know what to do…'

She started to tear up again. Without even thinking he embraced her, wrapping his arms tightly around her. She tensed up at first, he felt all her muscles, but she relaxed and leaned against him. Standing in the hall, both of them saying nothing, Peter broke the silence

'Liv, lets go for a drive'

'Where?'

'West'

He said, letting go and going into his room. When he emerged he was wearing sweats and a t-shirt, holding two hoodies. Looking at him questionably, she asked

'Why two?'

'Well, I noticed you don't have one and it is cold out'

He tossed her the hoodie and quickly wrote a note for Astrid, who Walter was instructed to call in the morning. They left and walked shoulder to shoulder down the long hallway.

When they arrived at her black SUV, Olivia tried to get into the drivers side, but he put his hand on the door, preventing her form opening it. Giving him a look, he said to her

'If we are going to do this, I'm driving'

She hesitated, but didn't object. Handing him the keys slowly, she walked around and got into the passengers side. Starting the truck he pulled out of the hotel parking lot and headed for the highway. They drove for quite a while in silence, then Olivia said

'Peter, I don't know what to do'

'About what?'

'Well, I haven't had a good sleep in weeks, I am so tired, and I just don't even know what to think, like I don't even know what to think about my accident, and I mean it has been 6 months, but we've gotten no where!'

She started to tear up again, but she was right. Peter noticed that she had circles under her eyes, and they really had no more information on her case. She pulled the hoodie over her, and leaned her head on the window. It was chilly out, and her breath was fogging up the window. After about an hour of driving, he pulled to a road side turn out and stopped the car. Getting out, he opened her side and reclined her seat, so she was more comfortable and in the floor compartment he remembered that she had blankets in there. Opening the one on the left he found 3 guns and lots of ammo. Closing that one and opening the other he found the blankets. He gave Olivia the flannel one and took one for himself. Reclining his seat he faced her and took her hand. He fell asleep with the thought that she looked so peaceful, and relaxed. He was glad it was Friday and they didn't have to work tomorrow, this had been a rough week.

Olivia felt something warm covering her, and pinpricks of light on her eyes. Slowly opening them she had no idea where she was, and quickly sat up, looking around she noticed that Peter was looking right at her. She smiled, and he sat up

'Good sleep?'

He questioned, pulling the blanket up over him

'Amazing, I feel like a million bucks now'

'Well, you certainly look like it'

She flushed at the comment, and looked out the window.

'Where are we?'

She laughed as she put her seat up

'Well, we are west of where we were yesterday'

She gave him a look, but then said

'Peter, I'm glad we did this, thank you'

'Hey sweetheart, no need to say thanks, besides I love adventuring'

'Adventuring?'

'It is what we are doing now, driving just to see where we end up'

She smiled and said

'Well, can I drive now?'

He nodded and that was his only response. Tossing his blanket in the back seat he got out and opened Olivia's door.

'I think I could have gotten out myself'

She said defensively. Ignoring the comment he got in, as did she. Before staring the truck she flipped down the visor and started to barade her hair. While she was fixing it she could feel Peter's eyes on her.

'What?'

She said when she was done

'You're not wearing any makeup, are you'

'Umm, no, why?'

'Well, I just think you look really good without makeup on, that's all'

She blushed at the comment, and turned on the truck, and they drive down the highway to where ever their curiosity would take them.