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.

Olivia sat going over all the information she had while Peter watched TV. Both sat on the pullout couch, it had been laid out and sheets changed, Olivia sat Indian style with her laptop and folders while Peter sat a foot away with his arms out and hands in his lap.

Astrid was out getting ice while Walter bathed, "Peter…"

"Oh dear God."

Olivia looked up only to look down again when they found Walter standing outside the bathroom nude. Peter quickly got up and returned Walter to the bathroom.

"Get dressed before you come out Walter, this isn't home…we have Astrid and Olivia here and I'm pretty sure you just scarred Olivia for life." He shut the bathroom door as Astrid entered the room.

"What did I miss?"

Peter shook his head, "Walter without clothes on, I'm pretty sure Olivia is now scarred for life."

"Thank God I was gone."

Peter sat down and looked at Olivia as she concentrated on her files, he returned to the TV. "What did I miss?"

"Not a thing," she looked at him, "but then again I'm sure you've seen it before as it has happened before."

Peter laughed and shook his head, "I meant with the show."

"Nothing, just where they meet…I always have liked Casablanca…something about the tragedy of not actually being with the person you fall for. Probably because its more realistic."

Peter chuckled, relieved his Olivia had indeed seen Casablanca and loved the movie.

The night wore on and near the middle of the movie, Olivia placed her laptop away as well as her files before settling back against the cushions to watch the movie as well. Astrid was helping Walter make something in the kitchenette.

At the credits, Peter looked down at Olivia to find her asleep. She had curled up to him a quarter of the way through. He switched off the TV and gently moved Olivia, allowing her head to rest on the pillow.

Getting up he went to the kitchenette to find Astrid and Walter making some kind of pastries.

"Hey, what are you doing?"

"Walter wants to make breakfast and as we have to be up early tomorrow…I think it was best to make them tonight. Besides, you and Olivia were busy…is she still working?"

Peter chuckled, "no, she's out…you get the second room to yourself…I'll share with Olivia."

"It only makes sense Peter," Walter looked at him, "it is a well known fact you are engaging in sexual intercourse with Olivia."

Peter put his hands up, "seriously Walter…I don't think that's something to tell the world. Don't tell Olivia that either…God knows she wouldn't know what to do."

"It's only natural to understand such things," Walter smiled, "you are using protection aren't you or are you already trying to conceive my grandchildren…a grandchild would be lovely."

"Dear God." Peter shook his head and pointed at Walter, "that is personal and for the record, no one talks to their parents about their sex life. As for children, maybe in a few years after marriage and after Olivia has had a few more years with the FBI."

Walter smiled, "she is still young, best to start now to prevent any genetic issues."

Peter groaned and walked away, "never talk to me about this again, I just may shoot you myself."

"If you and Olivia decide to engage in sexual intercourse tonight, do try to be quiet."

"Walter!" Peter hissed through his teeth, he didn't want to wake Olivia and he wanted to yell at the same time. "Please, drop the subject."

"But son…"

Astrid touched Walter's arm, "I think what Peter is trying to say is that this is not a topic for the moment."

"Oh, I see."

Peter retreated back to the couch where Olivia was asleep still, he sat back down on the bed and laid propped up on his elbow…watching her sleep. She was dressed in a black tank and blue shorts and her hair was out of the ponytail.

He'd once looked at her alternate thinking she was Olivia and thought he'd never seen a more beautiful sight. That thought was redacted, her alternate may have been glowing after sex and looked peaceful in her sleep…thus causing the image of beauty but seeing his Olivia was the very image of perfection and beauty.

She was sleeping finally, no nightmares but her face had looks of worries although subtle. Noticing her move her arms as if shivering, he pulled the covers up to her shoulders and kissed her head, moving her hair out of the way of her face.

For a moment he could see himself doing the same exact thing to a little girl, their little girl. Tucking her in safely after telling her a story, telling her he loved her and that he and mommy would be just down the hall if she needed them. He'd turn out the lights before checking on Walter and returning to the master bedroom and to Olivia.

"One day Olivia, one day baby." He kissed her head a second time and moved from the bed.

He took time only to grab his book before returning to the bed, allowing himself to settled before falling asleep. He eventually heard Walter and Astrid finish and their goodnights. It took ten minutes but both room lights shut off and Peter turned off his own to go to sleep.

Turning to face Olivia, he could make out her form in the dark, he grasped her hand in his before closing his eyes to fall asleep.

A/N: By the way...the next chapter reveals Olivia's abilities have grown.