A/N: So, I did some thinking and decided I would add another chapter to this. This will most likely be the last installment, but if I end up writing more, this will turn into just a collection of one shots, does that sound good? So here we go, part 2 of Questions.

Also, going to respond to some reviews, thank you both for reading!

Jill Cohen – I don't doubt for a minute that the entire reason that Walternate is so concerned about the baby is because he wants to use it to his advantage to get Peter back in the red!verse. From what we know about Peter, I know he's going to want to be a father to his child once (if) he finds out about it. I think it's really complicated though, because AltLiv won't let anything happen to that child, and I don't think Lincoln or Charlie will either, so if things get too out of hand, it will be interesting to see how their relationship with Walternate will change. I'm very excited for the next season though!

KageOkami-Kogo – Thank you so much, that's so kind of you! I really appreciate you reviewing; I'm reading something of yours too that I love! x

It was 2am. Lincoln hadn't slept, and he was sure that Olivia hadn't either. Henry was a feisty one today. With the amount of screaming and crying he had done during the day, you'd think he would have tired himself out, but he hadn't.

"Can you help me for a minute?" His thoughts were interrupted by Olivia walking into the room, Henry in her arms. She was bouncing him up and down on her hip as he whimpered, just minutes shy of erupting into more cries.

"Yeah, of course." He followed her into Henry's room. The last couple of weeks had been strange, to say the least. He wasn't sure where their relationship stood, despite the fact that he was almost living at her apartment. It hadn't started out as a romance, even though they had kissed. He had been helping out with Henry a lot, as had Charlie, but Lincoln was always the one that Olivia had called when she got overwhelmed or needed a few minutes to herself.

She had told him that it was stupid of him to stay until the early hours of morning and then go home and get ready for work, so he had started to keep a change of clothes and a toothbrush at her place. Soon after that, he had several changes of clothes and had taken half of her shelf in the bathroom.

Things were comfortable, though, and he was thankful for that. They didn't have much time alone, so their relationship wasn't physical. Stolen glances and small pecks on the lips were all that he was given over the last few weeks, but when he thought about it, he wouldn't trade it.

"He won't stop looking like he's about to cry. I can't figure it out. He's not hungry, his diaper is fine… I think he's overtired." Olivia said, snapping him again out of his thoughts.

"Here, let me have him." He said, and as Henry was dropped into his arms, he took a minute to look at Olivia. She looked exhausted. She rubbed her tired eyes, and looked back at him, smiling softly.

"You're staring at me."

He smiled back, "Yeah, I am. So what?"

"So, nothing." She said, and moved closer to him, looking down at Henry, who was close to being asleep in his arms. "If I didn't know any better, I would think that he likes you better than me." She teased, and he chuckled.

"He just likes his adoptive Daddy, don't you little man?" He spoke to the baby, and couldn't help a smile from forming when Henry's tiny hand reached out and grabbed a fistful of his shirt.

"He's got good taste." Olivia said, and Lincoln smirked at her, his blue eyes twinkling. Olivia watched Henry a bit more, thinking about how much things had changed since that night in China Town. She and Lincoln were closer than ever, and now that she thought about it, she had barely thought of Peter. Obviously, she couldn't not think of him when she looked at her son, but now, seeing Lincoln and Henry together, she couldn't imagine someone else helping her to raise her son.

"Don't let Charlie hear you say that…" Lincoln said, smirking, "He still likes to think that he's the little guy's favorite."

"Well we'll keep that a secret, okay?" Olivia joked, and Lincoln couldn't help himself. He leaned in a few inches and pressed his lips to hers slowly, and smiled when he felt her melt into the kiss. There was something extremely intimate about this kind of kiss. When the two of them were so close, and the baby in between them, and they were doing everything that a conventional mother and father would do.

They broke apart slowly and Olivia rested her forehead against his. "I don't think I'll ever get used to how that feels." She said quietly, while taking the now sleeping baby out of his hands and putting him back in his crib.

"How what feels?" Lincoln asked, leaning against the doorframe as he waited for her to put the blanket over Henry.

She joined him back at the door and took one of his hands in hers, as his other hand found her waist, pulling her flush against him. "How it feels to be with you. Like this. It's different, but I like it." She said, shrugging.

"I like it too." He said, smiling as she leaned up to kiss him, "A lot." He finished when they broke apart.

"A lot, huh?" She teased, smirking at him. She leaned in and kissed him again, and he felt a different sense of urgency in this kiss. He wrapped his arms around her and pulled her even closer, if that was possible.

They kissed for a long time. Each one of them pouring emotions and sentiments that they were too scared to say out loud into the kiss. Lincoln had turned them around, pushing Olivia against the doorframe, when they finally broke apart for air. "I love you." He said breathlessly, leaning against her.

He didn't expect her to say it back. He just knew that he was going to say it to her every night, as long as she let him. Life was too short. You have to tell the people you love that you love them. As he knew (too well for his liking), you never knew when their last day on Earth would be.

"Did you hear me?" She asked, and he blinked.

"What? No, sorry."

She looked down at the ground, a strange expression on her face. "You're really going to make me say it again?"

He snorted, "Liv, honestly. I didn't hear you."

She took a deep breath and released it, her auburn bangs flying off her forehead. "I said I love you too, but thanks so much for listening to me when I talk."

He ignored her sarcasm and let out a laugh before picking her up and spinning her around. "Olivia Dunham, you softy!"

"You're going to wake him up!" She said, but she too was laughing, and it was the most wonderful sound Lincoln had ever heard.

He didn't know what was going to happen. He didn't know what the Secretary had planned, or what this baby meant to him other than just being his Grandson. He knew he didn't trust him, though, and that he would give his life if it meant saving Olivia and Henry. He had never said this to her, and knew she would protest if he tried to, but deep in his heart, the decision was already made.

Now he was here, with the woman he loved, who loved him back, and they were raising a baby. They were raising a miracle baby. "He's fine… you worry too much." Lincoln said, and he set her back down. She didn't let go of his hand as she walked out of the room, pulling him behind her.

"I see no reason for you to sleep on the couch again, do you?" She asked, and he grinned.

"You mean you're going to grace me with your presence for the entire night?"

She rolled her eyes at him, "its morning, Linc."

"Ah, but tomorrow's Saturday," he said, as he scooped her up and carried her to the bed, "So we can make up for the nighttime that we missed." He winked at her, and she rolled her eyes again, but couldn't contain her smile.

"What have I gotten myself into?" She asked, more to herself, but he laughed all the same.

"Admit it. I'm the best thing that ever happened to you." He whispered, looking deep into her eyes before kissing her.

Things were changing, all around them. But he was confident that if there was one thing he needed to hold on to, one thing he needed to be stable, it was her. Them.

He didn't have any questions about them anymore. And for that, he was grateful.