Chapter 20 – Confessions

It had been 3 days since Olivia's dream and although the pain had ceased every now and then she could feel the surge of power within her body. Some days she couldn't control it's effects on her and other time she just couldn't control her emotions. She had yelled at Peter that morning for dropping a bottle and even though she had no anger towards him, she could feel power bubbling to the surface. Her outcry and the look on Peter's face was enough to push her over the edge. Shutting herself into her office for the rest of the day Olivia cried.

In the end she had no idea what she was crying about but when the soft knock on the door sounded through her small office is was enough to startle her. Her head shot up and at the same time the flurecent bulb in her office blew. Shrieking at the sudden rain of glass, Peter was able to push past the chair that idly rested against the door to deter visitor.

"'Livia, what is going on?" There was more panic in his voice than she could ever imagin and it scared her more than she ever though it could. She couldn't bring herself to look at him in the eye. She had never told him about the energy she could feel running through her body. Peter hadn't been at her place in the last 3 days and she wouldn't even let him come anywhere near her. Whenever he tried to touch her or hug her or kiss her, she would back away from him. The hurt in his eyes almost killed her everytime but she knew she didn't trust herself around him, feeling the way she was feeling now.

Before she knew it, Peter was kneeling in front of her once again, much like he did before they had first kissed. "I'm just worried about Tash, that's all." There was no way he believed a word that came out of her mouth at this moment but it was worth a try.

"Livi, she is safe with Rachel, you know that." Peter brushed a small piece of hair off her face and watched for a possible reaction. Lifting her head slightly Olivia allowed her eyes to meet his and a sudden rush of memories came flooding back.

The lack of recognition when she was choking Peter. Feeling him go limp his her hand.

It had all become to much for Olivia and so she pushed his hnad away from her face and through the chair back. Making a break for the door, Olivia pushed past Peter but he was faster. Catching her wrist in his hand, he pulled Olivia so she was facing him and he held her in place.

"Dammit Olivia. Plase talk to me. What is going on?" He could feel her trying to pull away and something snapped inside of him. "Olivia! I am not letting you go! Now talk to me!" He had never yelled at her before but the fire in his eyes scared her. She tried once more to pull away but his grip tightened. Crying out in pain, each of the large lightbulbs in the lab started to burst one by one. Anything electronice fizzed and popped. It wasn't until Peter let go of Olivia's wrist did it all stop.

She didn't move from her spot in front of him though. Her head hung low and her face was covered by the waterfall of blonde hair.

"Was that you?" His words were short but they were laced with worry and tinge of regret.

"Yes." A simple, soft answer that sent the weight of the world crushing down on to her shoulders.

Olivia expected Peter yell or scream or run in the opposite direction but instead she felt the familiar pressure around her shoulders as he pulled her roughly into a protective hug. "Peter, I don't know what is happening to me. I'm angry all the time, and I can feel this power running through me. It makes my anger come up and I'm scared because I can't control it." Olivia sobbed into his chest as she let all the emotion from the last week or so escape.

"Oh Liv, it's ok. It'll be ok." Peter's voice broke through her sobs and she pulled away to look at him.

"Peter. I cannot control my emotions. I get scared and things explode. I had a nightmare about setting the city on fire for John and Justin. I killed you with my bare hands and oh yea, just before I forget. I looked at you like I didn't know you, like you weren't the person I fell in love with. So how can you tell me it will be ok?" She was shouting now and if she hadn't been so scared he would have questioned her on the fell in love part. It was one thing to have her say it to him when they were alone on the ice but to have her yell that at him, when they both knew Astrid and Walter were in the other room, probably listening in, meant so much more to him

Before he could so anything at all Olivia was out of his grip and out the office door. She left in anger and with her exit came a gust of forcfull wind, inside a windowless lab. Peter knew she was in trouble but she wouldn't stop to let him help her. So he decided he was going to help her nonetheless.

Ring Ring Ring

Peter's phone broke his silence and as he answered things were about to get worse.

"Bishop, Denvor has escaped." Broyles was short with this statement but his voice gave away a small amout of fear.

"When?" was all Peter could say.

"Yesterday." Peter didn't even let Broyle keep going. He hung up quickly and dialed Rachel's number.

"Hi Rach…yea I'm fine….is Tash there? She is good. Is she ok?...good. No it's ok. Just wanted to make sure she was ok…Thanks, bye." His conversation had gone much like he wished it would but when realisation hit him. Olivia.

Sprinting from her office, Peter pushed open the front doors and bolted down the long hallway. It seemed as if the hallway went on forever.

"Olivia! Liv!" Frantic didn't begin to describe Peter in this moment. Coming out into the brisk air he searched the immediate grounds with his eyes but found nothing.

Her car!

Turning around in almost a 180 Peter found her car door open and the window smashed through. He had never run as fast as he had in this moment. He found no trace of her in the car and only found her phone and jacket discarded on the floor only metres from the car. Fear. Total and utter fear settled into Peter's stomach. Next to her jacket was a small suringe. They must have sedated her,after she ran. He knew she was in more danger than she had ever been in her life.

Numbly he walked back into the lab carrying her jacket, phone and the suringe.

"Son, what is it?" Walter asked, worry etched into his face. Astrid had come to Peter's side and he turned to face her, "They've taken Olivia."

His statement was short. Standing in the middle of the lab, much like he'd done when Olivia was taken to hospital, he turned and just stared at his father. Tears formed in his eyes but he would not let them fall. He could never betray his emotions in such a way when he was being watched.

Astrid was already on the phone to Broyles who could be heard in the background.

"I was supposed to protect her. Such a great job I did. Now she is gone and I have no way of finding her." Peter had pulled himself together long enough to make a break for her office. Slamming the door as he entered. He just sat on her chair, behind her desk and cried silently.

Ok, kinda long and sorry if it was late but I finally got a chance to write it!

Review should you wish and thanks to everyone who reviewed my last chapter!

Ash