I do not own Fringe or any of the characters. This is just a story for enjoyment and fun, and I don't make any money off this story.

This Chapter goes out to my best guy friend, Shawn. Without talking to him, I'd never get the wonderful ideas I get without him around.

Enjoy!

-Pipp

I'll let you down

Chapter 2: Fear

After two days alone in that cell, they finally let him out. They really did not have to say anything as cliché as 'Behave'. As Peter stood under the hot water in the community shower he let his thoughts wander. The genius thought about what he should do to gain back Olivia's trust and how he could get close to Mr. Winchester without arousing suspicion. His blue eyes closed as he enjoyed the wonderful sensation of hot water running down his bare body. Sitting in the same position for two days made his body extremely sore. When his eyes opened again, Peter noticed that he was alone in the showers, only the sound of the other showers running to keep him company. The scientist closed his eyes again and quickly rinsed the soap from his short hair. After completing his task, Peter opened his eyes hoping to see at least one other person.

Blue eyes widened when he saw who was in the shower with him. A naked blonde woman was rinsing out her long hair. How had she gotten in here? It wasn't a coed rehab facility. Peter grabbed for the white towel nearest him and held it over his waist before he turned to face the woman's back.

"Hello?" he asked the woman not moving any closer to her.

The Blonde woman's head slowly turned smiling at him.

"Dunham…?"

Losing all function in his arms Peter dropped the towel onto the floor.

"Yes?" she questioned turning now so you could see her bare chest.

Oh, this was a hallucination or a dream and Peter was going to fully enjoy it. Olivia walked out from under the showerhead she was bathing under toward him. She walked slowly over to him, and Peter took this chance to run his eyes up and down her body. Olivia Dunham was a beautiful woman. The blonde placed one of her hands on Peter's bare hip and the other behind his head as she leaned up to kiss him. Peter's blue eyes closed waiting for the enjoyment of the kiss that was to come. He'd wanted to kiss this woman for a long time. It was like a dream come true for this to happen, even if it was just a dream. Soon he felt her soft lips on his briefly. It felt much too short.

Peter opened his eyes again and blinked his eyes quickly as he realized there was a bright light in one of his eyes. As the light disappeared, he saw the figure of his father holding a pen sized flashlight.

"Pupils dilated. That's, not good, not good at all." Walter said wheeling away across the room in his chair.

"Walter?" Peter asked as he tried to get up, but quickly realizing that he was restrained. "Walter… let me go…"

"Can't do that yet Peter, my boy. We're not finished with the experiment yet."

Suddenly Peter's eyes were full of a fear. Experiment? His father had never performed experiments on him. This had to be a nightmare. Peter tried to will himself to wake up. This was just something he did not want to live, even in a dream.

Walter gently shook his son's shoulder bringing him back into focus.

"Can't have you falling asleep on me, I need you to be awake for this part."

Peter felt the prick of the needle as Walter injected something into his arm, as the brown haired man turned to looked at his father he saw his father holding a bone-saw in his hand.

"Don't worry, it won't hurt a bit. I'm testing out a new numbing agent. It's brilliant."

The cool metal sat on Peter's bare wrist, and it was not long before Walter began cutting through the first lay of flesh. Leaning his head back he screamed loudly as he felt his wrist being cut and torn by the instrument.

"Stop being a baby, I'll reattach it once I'm done."

Feeling the saw dig deeper into his flesh and finally hit the bone, which only caused him to yell out loud then before passing out.

Suddenly the genius sat up on his cot the he called his bed, clutching his wrist in his hand. Tears streamed down his face as he realized that it was all alright now. Looking down at his wrist, Peter saw red marks where the saw had cut him in the terrible nightmare.

It was…just a nightmare…right? All the fear and pain felt so real.

As the man calmed down his emotions, he tried to think logically about what had just happened in the frightful dream. It was then that Peter remembered what Wesley Winchester had been experimenting on. The ability to make ones dreams reality.i Sort of like making ones wishes and nightmares real. Would Mr. Winchester be getting treatment here as well as continuing his experiments on the rest the patients. No one would really noticed strange marks and injuries happening to the patients of a rehab facility. As long as no one had a dream about wanting to be a pony, it would be odd if a nurse came to check on a patient, only to find a horse in the room instead. This only made the man wonder if Mr. Winchester only had the power to make nightmares come true.

The genius decided that his next move would be to locate this master of dreams.

i I am aware that this might not be a Fringe science and that they're already used Dreams as a plot point in the show. But this feels like it'd be lots of fun…. So I'm doing it.