Home for the Fight
Spoilers: Season 1, Season 2, Season 3(Olivia, The Box, The Plateau, Do Shapeshifters Dream of Electric Sheep, Amber 31422, 6955 kHz, The Abducted).
Disclaimer: If I owned Fringe...Olivia would be on the right side and with Peter.
They arrived at the hospital and Olivia was made to wait, Peter had to go for scans to see if there was any damage. She asked for a pad and pen, filling out the incident report of what went down while waiting.
A doctor, her old doctor from when she had her car accident, made his way over. Olivia stood and nodded to him. "Dr. Mitchell, how is he?"
"There was some minor damage but we repaired it, we're moving him to room and as soon as he's settled we'll come and get you."
"Thanks." She sighed and Mitchell hit her arm lightly.
"It's good to see you again Agent Dunham, I hope the past year has been good to you…especially after that car accident."
Olivia chuckled, "not exactly good but eventful, thank you for taking on Peter's care. A nurse told me you saw him and immediately took him over from the other surgeon."
"I knew Mr. Bishop would appreciate a familiar hand working on him, we'll be out to get you shortly."
She sat back down and within ten minutes a nurse came to get her, she was escorted to Peter's room where he laid sleeping. Placing the notebook and pen aside, she sat on the bed away from his healing arm that laid in a cast and sling. Curling up beside him, Olivia took Peter's hand and held it as her head found his shoulder.
"I'm here." She kissed his cheek before resting her head back down on his shoulder.
Olivia closed her eyes, finally able to rest after the hard day, she was in Peter's arms again…sort of. She only opened them when she felt her head jostled and became awake but didn't open her eyes as she felt Peter move his shoulder to put his arm around her. "You're awake, I can hear your brain spinning." He kissed her head, "I'm glad you're here."
"So am I," she opened her eyes to see her watch, it was nearly ten at night. "I'm tired, stressful day and I should be lucky that I haven't only not been shot but I'm not in a coma after crossing over."
She closed her eyes as she felt Peter place his hand on her head, "go to sleep, I'll be here for a while and no one will disturb you. Just do me one favor…"
She looked up at him, "what?"
"Get your gun out of my side."
Olivia laughed and leaned away to remove her gun holster, she placed it on the stand with the pen and paper. "Sorry if my gun makes you uncomfortable."
"It's not the gun Sweetheart, its your weight on the gun pushing into me."
"Are you saying I'm fat?" She a smirk on her face and Peter looked at her with a nearly identical smirk.
"Never would I dare, in fact you could use a good meal…put some pounds on you."
Olivia laughed before curling back into him, she removed her ponytail and Peter ran his hand through her hair. "What was she like…with you? I know how she is working and over there, being her makes me see how she is normally but you have a habit of changing people in subtle ways."
"Different, she laughed…smiled, her eyes weren't haunted. Subtle differences that I ignored, but most of the time she was you." He kissed her head, "but in the end, no one could ever be YOU, the Olivia Dunham I know."
"The one you belong with?" She moved to look at him, "you belong with me."
"Yeah I do." He leaned down gently and kissed her, Olivia smiled as his nose brushed hers. "Rest."
She moved her head and rested it in the crook of his neck, closing her eyes. Olivia fell to sleep by the lull of Peter's hand running through her hair.
A/N: Re-bonding...don't worry folks, once Peter gets better then Olivia will give him hell but for now she's just worried about loosing her reason for coming back. And if you are wondering, Olivia looks past the fact of Peter and her alternate being together...as she still remembers her time with Frank on the other side and her betrayal. So basically...she forgives him.