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'Peter'
She said, trying to get up, but he didn't let her. Without even thinking her pulled her closer, his lips crushed hers, and at first she resisted, but once relaxed the kiss was amazing. Pulling back she said
'Peter, what if someone finds out?'
'Well, we are in some town in the middle of no where at a hotel two days from the office, I think we are ok, unless you don't want-'
Before he could finish he felt her lips on his. She was flat on him now, with her shirt just below her bra. He snaked his hands around her abdomen, pushing off her shirt, he could feel her warm skin below his touch. Her lips on his, he could taste her, and it was wonderful. Olivia could feel his rough but soft face on hers, and his hands on her body. It was like nothing she had experienced before. She knew she was not supposed to have feelings for him, but yet she liked this so much, being so close to him, in his strong arms, and he was pretty good looking to so that was a nice bonus.
They woke up in the morning with clothes strewn all over the floor, and blankets at the end of the bed. Peter was clutching a sleeping Olivia, who was facing him. She had her face pressed to his bare chest and he could feel her hot breath on him. Feeling her shiver he pulled the blanket over them and fell back asleep.
It had been a week since their adventure and things at the office had been busy, but good. On this particular day Charlie called them to his office.
'Alright, we have a situation in Oregon. There was a body found, but the head detective is requesting the fringe division to investigate, he says there are some weird things going on. You two are flying out tomorrow and Walter and Astrid are flying out two days after, on Sunday. I planned it this way just so you could get familiar with the area, without Walter because I know he is a bit of a handful.'
Peter chuckled, but Olivia said concerned
'Flying?'
'Flying'
Charlie said
'Well, I have a meeting, your flight leaves at 9 and the fount desk should have your tickets'
Standing up and leaving he left Olivia and Peter in his office.
'Damn'
Olivia said, unannounced
'Why?'
She hesitated, then looked at him
'Well, can I tell you something?'
'Sure'
He said, resting his hand on her thigh
'Well, I know this sounds stupid but one of my biggest fears is flying'
'Well, I guess the infamously fearless Olivia Dunham does have a fear'
Suddenly angry, she stood up and said
'Sorry Peter, I guess I shouldn't have even said anything!'
He was surprised she snapped at him, but he didn't react in the best way. She swiftly walked out of the office and into her own. Gathering her files she left. Peter considered following her but decided to give her some space and they could talk tomorrow.
At seven that night he called, she saw the called ID, but decided not to pick up, besides she didn't need any more distractions because she still had to pack. Charlie didn't say how long they were staying so she packed for a week, which was usually how long it took for a case to be solved. She was glad her and Peter were going first, she needed to talk to him. When she finished packing she listened to the message that he left
'Hey Liv, I know I overreacted when you told me about you flying thing and I am really sorry. I am picking you up tomorrow at 8 so we can make our flight, and you will go with me. Call me, but I can understand if you don't, so see ya tomorrow at 8 sharp'
Deleting the message, she sighed and sat on the edge of the bed. Leaning back she unknowingly fell asleep. Hearing her alarm she rolled over, and realizing she had fallen asleep she jumped up and looked at the time. 7:30, she had a half an hour to get ready before peter would be here. She quickly showered and got ready and took her flying kit to the front door. In it she had her FBI papers allowing her gun on the plane, various medications because she go so sick on the plane and various other distractions. Hearing the doorbell go she opened it to see a very cheery Peter standing at the door.
'Ready to go?'
He asked her, picking up one of her bags, she smiled at him, picked up her backpack and purse and said
'Well, no but lets do this'