Chapter 19 – Dreaming

Olivia could feel herself being pulled through a world of different times. Voices echoed around her. John's, Charlies and Peter's. Wishing with everything she had, she tried to get back to where she had heard Peter's voice but she couldn't. Within minutes she found herself standing on the SkyDeck of a building in the heart of Boston.

She didn't recognise where she was but the sight infront of her was frightning. Building burned and people screamed and yet she watched on, not knowing what to do. Or if there was even anything she could do. Part of Olivia felt happy watching this world burn abd she couldn't help but smile to herself.

Crossing her arms over her chest, Olivia turned at the sound of footsteps behind her on the concrete floor. Turning completely she found herself face to face with both John and Justin. The sudden texture of her clothing became apparent to her and she looked down at what she was wearing. A red corset and black jeans, the knee high boots shocked her to but she couldn't work out what importance they had at this moment.

"Olivia. We found this lerking around the staircase. We assume he was coming for you." John's voice echoed through her mind as she watched them drag an unconcious man in front of her feet. Taking a closer look it was Peter laying at her feet. Bloodied and broken. Inside herself Olivia screamed his name in fear but her outside just stared at him like he was a stranger.

"So what of it?" Her voice was harsh as she spoke.

"What would you like us to do with him?" John spoke again.

Sighing very loudly and exaggerated Olivia bent down to Peter's level and looked at him, "Must I do everything myself? Why do I surround myself with people who can not think for themselves?" Placing her left hand around Peter's throat, Olivia lifted him into the air so his feet were dangling off the ground.

As if on instinct, Peter's eyes opened and his hand shot up to this throat, trying to pry Olivia's off his neck. Olivia had more strength than he could imagin, she seemed to be having no trouble what so ever holding him in the air with one hand at his throat and the other by her side.

Gasping for air Peter knew his last option was to try and talk to her, after all she's turned her back on everything else in the world, he could only try and make her remember who he was.

"Olivia…please…you have to remember…it's me, Peter." Peter could feel darkness taking over once more and so with his last breath he spoke the words he longed to have told her before she had been triggered, "I love you Olivia." And then darkness came.

Dropping Peter to the floor in a heap Olivia just looked down at him and for a moment it was as if she remembered him, realisation glazed over her eyes but vanished swiftly when she turning her back to him and faced the chaos she was causing.

Concentrating on another building in the distance, it began to go up in flames and as it joined the rest of the burning city, something in Olivia felt happy.

Shooting up in her bed, Olivia looked around and found herself in her own bedroom, in her own blankets. Wrapping them closer to her body, she sat up in the bed and tried to look out the window. Her angle was terrible and so she stood slowly and walked over to the large window. Holding the blankets around her body the whole way there Olivia just stared out the window at a world that was not buring. Looked out to a world that was peaceful and where no one could be heard screaming.

She could heard Walter's voice in the other room, it was faint but she could make out what was being said. "It seems that substance that was injected into her not only counteracted with the cortexiphan it has now affected the influence of the cortexiphan. If I am not mistaken, which I rarely am. It is as if she is now a receiver." As soon as she heard that he didn't know what for, she zoned his voice out, too scared to continue listening.

Shivering again, she remembered her dream and pain she had caused people. She was setting alight building and hurting people but most of all she had killed Peter. Her eyes widened when she thought about looking into his face and not actually seeing him there, like he was a stranger. Remembering the look in his eyes when he told her he loved her and then feeling him take his last breath as he closed him eyes.

Olivia could hear the door open slowly and then there was a small moment of silence, no doubt Peter was looking around the room for her. Without a second though she allowed her voice to ring through the room.

"I had a nightmare and when I woke up you were gone." She tried not to let her voice have too much of a shake in it but she knew she hadn't been successful. Two steps could be heard as he made his way to her side. She turned towards him and came face to face with worry and fear.

"I heard what Walter said Peter, what is happening to me?" Peter allowed his left hand to rest on her cheek he spoke to her softly, "I don't know, but I promise I will find the person who is doing this and I will stop them." She could feel his right arm had come around her back and pulled to close to him in a protective hug. Letting his left hand rise from her cheek Olivia felt it find it's way into her hair, he tangled his fingers in her hair and she felt the sudden pressure of his cheek resting on the top if her head. He spoke again, so soft it made her cry, "You're gonna be fine."

Olivia cried into his chest as she kept remembering her nightmare. She could feel the sudden power surging through her body and it scared her.

Ok hope you enjoy this chapter. It turned out to be longer than I thought, which is ok reviews are welcome as always and thanks to everyone who review my last chapter :D

Ash