First Date
Spoilers: Season 3, mainly 6B Canadian Promo
Disclaimer: I do not own Fringe.
Their first date wasn't fancy or expensive, Olivia didn't wear a dress or a nice outfit and Peter didn't bother with anything nice.
He didn't want to repeat and she was never a fancy place type of girl. They had Indian takeout while watching Gone with the Wind, yes Peter Bishop was a fan much to Olivia's surprise.
Their attire was just casual/sleepwear. Olivia let out a secret that he found amusing: his MIT shirt was her favorite article of clothing and wore it when relaxing or sleeping. She had shown up in the shirt and yoga pants with Indian food in hand. He wore jeans and a matching shirt except it was long-sleeved, both chuckled over it as the movie was put in.
Intermission came and Peter decided to take the time to clean up and check on Walter who was in the shed working, it was a home lab that had been created after Peter had woken up to Walter sticking a needle in his ass at early morning hours.
Olivia used the time to use the restroom and make popcorn, settling on the couch as Peter came back shaking his head.
"Walter being Walter?"
"When isn't he?" He looked at her and starred, she was laying down on the couch and there was no space to sit. "Want to make some room for me?"
Olivia sat up and Peter sat down, she laid back down allowing her head to rest on his thigh. "Better?"
"Much," he pulled her ponytail out and ran his fingers through her hair as the movie began again.
It was midnight by the time the movie was over and Peter found Olivia had fallen asleep. He lifted her head gently and slid from under her, covering her with a nearby blanket.
"Sleep tight baby." Peter kissed her head and smiled.
Their first date was a success and that made him finally do what he only planned to do after he gained Olivia back. Going upstairs he removed a small box from under his bed and also the film strip in it. The black and white photos of him and the other Olivia were just another block in the road. He went to his shreader and put the strip in, allowing the past to be just that...the past.
He had to move forward for himself and more importantly Olivia, his Olivia. His reason for staying was once again part of his life, laying downstairs contently sleeping so everything was perfect again.
A/N: Thought of this one shot for the promo and that KISS!