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Peter drove off. Olivia had her gaze outside, trying to recognize the buildings that surrounded her, but she failed. The first thing she started to recognize was the Brooklyn Bridge. It was right ahead from them, but Peter turned left. Now Olivia had an idea where she was but again none where they were going. Only one or two miles further, Peter pulled over into a parking lot. They were at Brooklyn Bridge Park. What did Peter want here?

"Okay, I know where we are and what do we want here, Peter."

"You asked me about my abilities, I told you I would show you and that's what I'm going to do."

"But here? In the middle of the night?"

"Livia, there is a reason why here and why now, but I can't explain. Just let me show you."

With these words Peter got out of the car and went to the passenger side. Olivia didn't made the a move, so Peter opened her door and tried to look into her eyes, but she just looked into the air in front of her. Peter thought about something for a minute and then reached out to touch her. He rested his hand on Olivia's arm and he got the reaction he needed. She turned around and looked at him. He captured her eyes with his and started to talk to her again.

"Livia, all this is unexplainable and I know that I must sound insane, but everything that I will show you is real and so you just have to trust me, otherwise it won't work. I can't explain to you why I choose to go here, because you wouldn't understand even if I would try to explain it to you. So, please get out of that car and come with me or your chance will be over. There aren't many people that know about my abilities and there are even less, to whom I showed them. I don't know why I trust you that much or if I'm trying to talk myself into the idea that I'm doing all this because it is for your work and if I'm honest I don't care..."

Olivia stood suddenly directly in front of him, his hand still on her arm.

"Okay, then. Let's go."

She could see, that a smile found its way onto his face. He lowered his hand and started walking towards the waterside. Olivia was on his heels and he stopped, when he had reached a open space near the waterside. He turned around and faced Olivia, a serious look on his face and again he made her listen to him by capturing her eyes with his.

"Okay, I need you to do exactly what I tell you. It's a long time ago that I did this with somebody else. Important is, that you open up to everything and that you trust me. Is that okay with you."

Olivia nodded.

"Good, so everything I'm doing is combined with a power which source I'm. So I need you to take my hand and don't ever let go of my hand. It will be your keeper to reality, even though everything I will show you, is also reality, but it's another one."

She didn't asked any more questions and Peter found that a good sign and took her hand. He shortly looked at her and his expression told her, that she should remember everything he had said. Olivia saw that Peter closed his eyes and stretched out his arms, but her hand remained in his. They stayed like this for a few minutes but nothing happened at all. She started to believe that Peter really was insane, but there was a light breeze suddenly and then it was like Peter would explode and all the air was flung away. She saw how the grass moved around them and her hair went his the blow of air. After that had faded a white wall was coming towards them. Again it looked like wind with sand or something, but when Olivia looked around, she saw it circled them. It came closer and closer and in the end it was a perfect bubble that captured them inside. The whiteness faded and it went clear. She looked though the wall and it was like looking though water. Everything was a little blurry but she could see what was happening around her. Mostly nothing had changed except, that there was a man sitting in the grass just a few feet away from them. Olivia turned around to find Peter standing normally next to her, smiling, just as usual. He started to walk a few steps, his hand still around hers, which kind of made her follow him. From their new position Olivia could see the man better and was shocked, when she realized who he was. First, she had thought it was just a random man that was hanging around her, but at her second look she knew who he was. The brown hair, the blue eyes that stared exactly though her and this face, that she had called adorable just by her first look at him. But he was different. His face wasn't light up by a smile and his eyes looked sad. He was different but also he was still the same. The Peter Bishop she had begun to know was always happy, even though he had a not so great past, but this Peter wasn't happy. He seemed depressed and worn out, just like he was working all day long and there was nothing that cheered him up after a long day of work.

A million questions started to pop up into Olivia's mind, but she started with the ones that where the most important.

"He can't see us?"

Peter shook his head.

"No, he can't. This bubble is like a window to his universe, how Walter named it. He can't see or hear us, but anybody that will come to our universes Brooklyn Bridge Park, will see us standing there talking, but we can't see him."

"So, where are not really here and we are not really there either. Okay, but you said `his universe´. Does that mean you think there are many, like ours and his."

"No, actually Walter thinks that, but I have to admit, I haven't found another explainable theory. He thinks, that in his universe, everything is just like in our, with the differences, that other choices where made, so other things happened. Like a parallel universe with a parallel reality in which we all kind of exist, too. Maybe with some differences in our character or workplace, because different choices were made."

"It's like we all have a sibling over there?"

"Yeah, kind of. This is my `sibling´, if you wanna call him that and somewhere out there is another Olivia Dunham. She could be a lawyer just like you or she could be a police officer. She could live here or in Phoenix or where ever. And to prove it all has to do with choices, look that way."

Peter turned her around and pointed to the other waterside, where Olivia could see Manhattan. It looked different form how she remembered it. Then suddenly it struck her like a lightning.

"Is that the world trade center? It's still standing?"

"Yeah, it is. Like I said, it all has to do with different choices, but I can't tell you what the terrorists targets were."

"Okay, you won, all this really is unbelievable. There really is a parallel universe and the only reason you can see it because of the carp your father gave you. I don't know if that's good or bad."

Peter laughed out shortly.

"Well, it depends on how you want to see it doesn't it." He shoot her a smile and held onto Olivia's hand.

"Peter, is this all that you can do or are there more abilities of which I don't know yet?", Olivia asked also a smile on her face. She knew that this was work but what the hell. She felt good right now.

"There are some tiny other one's but they are all nothing like this. Just like I said, I'm not gonna burst into flames. But I suggest now that you saw everything, I better get you back home."

Olivia nodded and observed how the bubble slowly started disappearing. It was like she began to burn at the very top in a bright light and ate it's way all the way down to their feed.

But as soon as the bubble disappeared, Peter led go of Olivia's hand and he himself was on the floor, his hands clutched to his head.

"Fuck.", Peter sharply brought out between his clenched teeth.

"Peter, what's up? What can I do?", Olivia was on his knees next to him, her expression screaming of worry.

"It's nothing. Just a headache…I- I get them always after using my abilities…But I–I for…got how bad it was when I did it with someone else. I-I'm sorry…you have to see this." Peter looked up at her his face torn in pain. He looked everything but good.

Instantly sobered up Olivia helped Peter to his feet and help him to get to the car, helping him inside before she shut the door and drove off.

"Peter, where do you live?", Olivia asked softly, because Peter was still clutching his head.

"To far. Need to take some aspirin and lay down. If you don't mind just go to your place…All these sounds. To loud. Killing me. Fuck." Olivia's eyes grew wider and her face was more and more covered in worry about Peter. She didn't know what to do. So she just drove as fast as she could down the few blocks, hoping to get to her apartment a little faster.