I know this has been a long time coming and for that I am soooo sorry! But this came to me today while I was training (don't ask how ) so I hope it fits well
Chapter 22
You would think that standing over his grave would have been the hardest thing that Olivia would have ever had to do. But here she was, looking down at the name on the block of stone and she sighed. So much had happened lately and to know he was truly gone should have killed her inside.
Remembering back to when everything in her world made some form of sense. Back when Charlie was alive, and John. Back when she had never heard of the name Walter Bishop or Peter Bishop.
Sighing again she crouched down and touched the head stone.
"You know you are going to freeze out here." Olivia smiled at the voice that echoed behind her. Rising from her knelt position, she didn't need to turn around to know who it was.
"Yea I know but isn't that what you are for?" Feeling his hand encase hers and his fingers slip between hers she smiled again.
"You miss him?" a small amount of hurt echoed threw his voice but he still waited for a reply.
Waiting a moment before answering him, Olivia turned and wrapped her arms around his neck. Bringing her lips to his gently she placed a light kiss on his lips. Smiling against his lips she replied, "Not really, just didn't want to intrude of your time seeing your mother. I noticed you placed flowers down. That's nice of you."
Turning his head back to the direction he came from he sighed.
"I'm sorry." Olivia's voice broke his thoughts a moment later. Snapping his head back to look at her in the eyes he could see the small tear that threatened to fall.
Bringing his hands up to her cheeks he held her tightly. "Don't you dare say your sorry to me for what happened. None of this was your fault. I blame him and only him. John's just lucky I didn't get to him before did."
"I love you, Peter." Olivia dropped her head and whispered the words for the first time.
Peter forced her face up gently, as to not hurt her, but to be able to see into her eyes once more.
"God, Liv. I love you too." Bringing her closer to him, Peter wrapped his arms around her tightly and just held her, breathing in her scent.
"Come on, lets go home." Pulling away slightly, Olivia nodded and followed him from the cemetery hand in hand, smiling the whole way home.
Ok, I'm not to sure how you all liked this and I'm sorry if it wasn't right but honestly it has taken me this long to write one because I didn't know how to end it accordingly. I didn't want it to be too fluffy or anything.
Hope it was ok :D