Title: Secrets of the Fringe Part 2
Timeline: Season 2, any time after Grey Matters
Characters: The whole FRINGE cast
Summary: A Fringe case file with a twist
Disclaimer: I own them, in my dreams, no seriously I do, I get to analize them, take them apart, it's great fun.
However in real life someone else has the rights and gets all the money, not that I mind. As long as they don't sue me for playing.
Notes: this is the last chapter rated K+ it will be going M in the next
Beta: yea she worked hard again... Thanx Chickideeee. Betas' are great to have, they allow you to become lazy when writting, and boy doesn't she know it.
A/N this is my fic. So that means I get to spell things the way I like to. I am well aware that Cortexiphan is spelt that way to all the fans, and that I have spelt it Cortexophen, but there is methoud to my madness...
Olivia woke the next morning with a pounding headache, this was all she needed, at the start of a new case to experience these headaches again. She noted that she would have to make some time to go and see Sam again. Slipping out of bed she stood carefully, knowing that they gave her a sense of vertigo. She opened the cabinet in the bathroom and took two ibuprofen tablets, swallowing them down with some water. Looking into the mirror, she noticed that Peter was right- she was deadly pale. Turning away from the mirror, she went to fetch herself some breakfast, knowing that the headache would to some extent disappear later in the morning.
Peter lay looking at the ceiling, not sure whether he should insist on Olivia seeing a doctor, or at least allow Walter to have a look at her. He got up out of bed hearing Walter rattling about in the kitchen downstairs. It amazed him how Walter always seemed energized when they started a new case, especially if it involved bodies that could be cut up. This made him question his reasoning. Should he let Walter have a look at Olivia now? He knew Walter had grown closer to Olivia, she is the closest he would come to having a daughter of his own. He had also thankfully stopped the suggestions that they hook up. He was not entirely sure how Walter would react if he raised concern regarding Olivia.
Peter wandered down the stairs to see what Walter was up to.
"Peter! Morning son, some flapjacks for breakfast." Walter replied almost exuberantly when he noticed Peter's entry into the kitchen.
"Thanks Walter." Peter answered as he got himself some coffee.
"I was wondering if you noticed Olivia."
"What about Olivia, Walter?" Peter queried as he turned round again facing Walter
"Ah, so you do take an interest in her." Walter smiled before continuing, "She seemed rather withdrawn last night, almost as if her thoughts were not really there."
"Yes I noticed that." Peter replied dazedly.
"And later, Agent Farnsworth mentioned to me that Olivia looked paler after the body had arrived, before the two of you left that is."
"Olivia was not feeling too well, so I drove her to her office to get the case files. Why all the questions Walter?"
"I was just wondering if maybe she is with child, you two have been spending more time together"
"And why would you think that, even more so how should I know?" Peter's eyes widened.
"It's just that when your mother was expecting you, she would suddenly pale at things she was well accustomed to."
"Well Walter, if Olivia is 'with child' as you so put it, it's not mine okay? I think I would remember having had the opportunity of exchanging bodily fluids with Olivia rendering her capable of conceiving my child." Peter mocked, almost snapping back at Walter, the matter affecting him more severely than he had thought it would. Could she be, and if so who, surely she would have introduced them to the guy
"Oh that's a pity."
With that Peter stomped out of the kitchen.
"That boy has a hard time keeping his emotions in check." Walter mumbled to himself "Peter, what about your flapjacks?"
"I'll eat them on the way to the lab!" Was Peter's muffled reply from up the stairs.
Later in the morning, Peter was sitting at one of the tables when the doors opened to admit Olivia, Half way down the stairs she halted.
"Oh god, that body is still here!" She exclaimed before turning around and bounding back up the stairs.
Walter looked over at Peter "See" was all he said
"Olivia." Peter called, rushing after her managing to catch up with her at the top of the stairs
"Hey Peter."
"Hey." he replied before turning back to the lab "Would you do me a favour?"
"Sure if I can."
"Would you kindly inform Walter that you are not pregnant with my child?"
"What!"
"Just humour me." His lips twitched into a small smile.
"Well, I can assure you Walter-" Olivia said turning to look down at Walter, "there is no way that I could be pregnant with Peter's child, or any other for that matter." She said as she headed for the office, files in her hand
Walter just looked after her in response, Astrid looking dumbfounded between the three, wondering what had she missed.
Later in the day after the coroner had collected the body, Olivia stood at the top of the stairs, while Peter was curiously looking at the bell Walter had used that time when Olivia had passed out.
"I'm going up to the hospital to question the survivor, and to see if I can draw his medical records." She spoke to no one in particular
"Need some company?" Peter asked, before thoughtlessly ringing the bell while looking at her.
The next moment, Olivia was gone.
Peter looked at the bell then looked back to where she had stood
"Olivia!"
Olivia gripped her head between her hands, did Peter need to ring that bell? The pressure in her head increased, she wanted to scream at him.
"Olivia!" She heard her name in the distance, the voice seemingly familiar.
Olivia looked up, the flashes of colour clearing, and she noted she was still present in the lab. However, it was different, and without turning round she knew she had crossed dimensions again.
"Olivia, please we don't have much time." William Bell said to her.
"Why did you pull me back, do you know what I went through the last time?" She seethed, as she flung around facing him.
"It is why I pulled you through from the lab, should you return, it would be safer, and Walter knows what would need doing. Our time is limited, I do not want to keep you here too long, I must not cause you any great amount of disorientation, the longer you stay here the more adverse the effects will be. So, please listen- I have been informed that they have managed to reanimate their leader, and that they have subsequently also kidnapped Walter, and tried to reactivate the brain tissue that was removed, meaning they could now have all the knowledge they need to open the doorway. Our time is limited only by their knowledge or hopefully lack thereof
There is a rebel group on our side that is working on a drug, a drug meant to aid with the oncoming storm. They have however lost sight of the purpose of the drug, and are now playing with it, planning to place this drug on the market. It is needed for when the recruits need to be activated to help them fully utilize their gifts and abilities. The broad scale marketing of the drug will have adverse effects on the outcome of our world. "
"We had a body in the lab, the cause of death is believed to be connected to an unknown drug."
"Did you feel ill or unwell around it?"
"Yes."
"He was treated with the drug or a derivative of it, one of the trails with Cortexophen showed that you and the others would have the ability to recognize a person having been treated with either Cortexophen or the activator drug, and that your body would reject and be repulsed by another that has died. It is a side effect that I still have not figured out how or why it happens. Show this to Walter," Olivia looked at the piece of paper William held up. "Nina will help you with any drugs you may need." William lowered the piece of paper.
"Our time is almost up. Come, where was Walter in the lab when you left?" Olivia pointed to a spot, and also noted Peter's position. William motioned her to stand against the wall.
"Unfortunately the return is never pleasant, the push back having various effects. Relax." She tried, bracing herself.
"Olivia," William called her attention "look out for Peter, he is soon to find out Walters greatest secret. Don't let him stray from you, you will need him, he is as important in this as you are. Together, you have the responsibility of protecting the doorway."
This was the last she heard before the door opened, and she was thrust back into her own reality.
Walter and Astrid heard the distress in Peter's voice and looked up at him.
"What is it son?" Walter asked heading over to Peter.
"Olivia was just here, right here." Peter said, pointing to the spot at his feet, she was getting ready to leave, and the next moment she was gone." Peter looked around bewildered.
"Are you sure, you saw this?" Walter asked.
"I was standing over there by the bell, and was listening to her, when for some reason I rang the bell, then the next moment she was gone"
"Belly?" Walter queried quietly.
"Not now Walter." Peter replied, agitated and irritated by the tangent.
"No, William pulled her across" Walter said having ascended the stairs.
"What, William Bell reached across dimensions and pulled her across again? Oh God no..." Peter thought back to the last time- the injuries, the pain…
"At least this time she was standing when he took her, not in a moving vehicle." Walter said as he turned away
"What does that mean?" Peter called after his father.
"She won't be returned with impending death." Walter called over his shoulder. "Astrid we need to get the following ready to ease Olivia's return." He said looking at her noticing the stunned expression. "I should have known he could be trying to pull her across- the paling, the nausea, but foolishly I had hoped for something else."
Peter just looked at his father as Walter kept going on and on about which drugs to get ready for Olivia's return, and eventually decided to sit down on the steps, resting his head in his hands.
"Right we're ready for her return." Walter finally claimed "Provided she makes it back" he added afterwards
"What do you mean 'provided she makes it back'?" Peter snapped getting up from the stairs.
"There is always a chance that she may go missing between dimensions." Walter added.
Peter paced between the area where she disappeared and the stairs, the suspense of waiting getting to him.
As he tuned towards the area again, he was knocked back by a force throwing him against the wall, it took only a moment for him to realize that that force marked Olivia's return.
"Olivia, 'Livia can you hear me?" He shook her shoulders gently. "Walter, she's not conscious." He called as he gathered her to him.
Walter and Astrid rushed over
"Agent Farnsworth, get me the Phenmetrazine and Tizanidine" Walter requested as he checked Olivia over. "I had hoped that she would remain concious, however the push back may have been too stressful on her." He mumbled to himself. "Peter are you alright? You took a nasty blow when you buffered the impact of her return." He turned to Peter, moving to check for bruising.
"I'm okay Walter, see to Olivia."
Astrid brought the medication handing it to Walter who administered it, whilst Peter held onto her, praying that she would wake up. Walter checked her pupils and noted their dilation. "We need to give her some Atropean."
"Walter you already gave her a stimulant."
"Yes, but that was more to block the pain she will experience with reorientation, many people tend to forget that Tizanidine is a potent painkiller, especially with regards to migrane headaches." Thank you Astrid" Walter said as he took the syringe, "Atropean..." Walter started with a coy grin.
"Yes Walter, I'm familiar with the benefits of Atropean." Peter and Astrid sighed.
Another two minutes had passed and Peter's level of concern rose."Walter it is not working."
"Give the medication time'
"Walter she's out cold, and you want to give the medication time?"
"Peter don't be so foolishly headstrong, if I give her more I could poison her, her vitals are strong, and it is better for her to come to slowly"
Just then Olivia suddenly sat up, falling from Peter's embrace, gripping her head "Oh God it hurts." she exclaimed between shallow breaths.
"Olivia you okay?"
She turned to look at him "Peter but how, you were there, how long was I gone?" She gasped.
"All of about five minutes" Astrid answered.
"So Agent Dunham," Walter smiled at her from behind the tray of medication the syringes and bottles in dissaray. "What did Belly tell you?"
