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.

The bar wasn't as crowded as it usually was and by now the bartender knew what to pour them the moment that sat down. Five shots were lined up for both and whiskey poured in. Even the bartender had been surprised that Olivia could drink straight whiskey without wincing once but then again Peter always found she could do things people least expected.

"What are we drinking to?" Peter picked up a shot and held it up, "come on, give me something good."

Olivia took her shot and smiled, "life."

"Life it is," he toasted her, "to life and its craziness."

They each drank their shot and while Peter shook it off, Olivia was left laughing. "You should really get used to the hard liquor…after all, I live on the stuff."

"Remind me why I endure this torture?'

Olivia shook her head, "no Red Russian is torture, this isn't."

"Oh no, this is torture." Peter chuckled and held up another shot, Olivia held hers up. "To Ella."

"To Ella!"

The shots continued and in the end, Olivia watched Peter shake off the whiskey…laughing as he did so. "God, that is torture, pure torture."

Olivia smiled and looked up when a song came on, "dance with me."

"Dance?" He looked at her, "are you sure you aren't your twin?"

She got up and moved to the middle of the dance floor, pulling Peter by the arm. He eventually pulled her into his arms and she smiled at him.

The song 'Everything' by Michael Bublé continued to play and they danced to it. "You know this song actually defines us."

"Maybe," Olivia smiled, "I mean, its not like…never mind."

"Not like we're everything to each other…no I think you nailed that one on the head Sweetheart."

Olivia chuckled and shook her head, "you're crazy, not as insane as Walter but you're crazy."

"Well you know what they say don't you? There's a fine line…"

"Between genius and crazy, I know full well…your father is a prime example."

Peter laughed and smirked, "no not example, definition…prime definition."

Olivia smirked and moved her hand to look at her watch, "let's get out of here."

"Where do you want to go?"

She placed her hands on his shoulders and whispered in his ear, "my apartment," she pulled back and looked at him, "but then again we could go to yours but then Walter would walk in on us."

Peter eyed her, "you're sure about this?"

"You've been neglecting me Bishop…of course I'm sure." She smiled and he nodded, moving to pay their tab before turning to find her pulling on her coat. Olivia pulled on his coat collar and kissed him. "Good thing its Saturday Bishop, you'll need the morning to sleep in tomorrow."

"Oh really, you're that confident?"

Olivia just smirked and began to walk out of the bar, Peter behind her.

A/N: Next Olivia and Peter find out that Walternate's tests screwed up in the early days and Olivia finds a reminder of the other side but Peter is there to help her and accept what is happening...with open arms.