Back with another update. Sorry it took so long. An ugly P/O rumor messed up my P/O mojo for a bit. But I realized they can mess with their characters but NOT the ones in my head!

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Peter and Olivia get to observe as they share the news with those close to them. Song lyrics are from "So Happy Together" by The Turtles, an oldie but a goodie.

The Hitch-Chapter 7

They stood there in front of the main door to the lab still cold from the single-digit February air outside. Peter Bishop locked eyes with Olivia Dunham. "You ready for the fall-out from this?"

She shook her head making her blonde tresses move. "Yeah," she said a little nervously, giving him a smile.

"And then we'll hit Broyles next, and maybe we can move on with this." Another nod of loose blonde hair. He gave her a brilliant smile and then a quick but sweet kiss on the lips. "It's showtime."

Peter grabbed the door firmly and swung it open. Out of curiosity Junior Agent Astrid Farnsworth moved closer, her inner radar beeping loudly. She had seen their shadows hesitating at the door, and just knew. What had her even more excited was wondering if she had won the office pool. She knew there was a good chance. With Loeb out of the way that was one less. It was just Nina, Broyles, and Brandon. With a sad sigh she remembered how much Charlie Francis had wanted to win that bet.

"Morning, Astrid," Peter said loudly, still holding one of Olivia's hands in his. "Walter is...?"

"Digging in the crates in back. He's convinced there's another box of Devil Dogs back there somewhere."

"From before 1992? Fantatastic. Walter!" Peter shouted loudly as the two of them moved toward the rear of the lab. "Can you come out here please? Olivia and I need to tell you something."

Astrid felt her heart speed up and butterflies dance in her stomach. She was trying to catch a glimpse of the ring she had helped Peter pick out, but Olivia had her left hand in her pocket.

"Coming, Son," Walter announced carrying a stuffed cardboard box. He set it hastily on his bench and turned toward them. "What is it you have to tell us? Your birth control failed, as I predicted it inevitably would, and Olivia is carrying my first grandchild?"

Peter and Olivia looked at each other and then back at the elder Bishop. "No, that's not it, Walter. Olivia and I," Peter paused for dramatic effect, rocking on his heels, "got engaged last night."

Astrid shot the two of them a knowing look, smiling madly. She gave her undivided attention to the older man next to her, curious to see his reaction to the news.

Not saying a word, Walter walked up to Olivia and pulled her left hand out of her peacoat pocket. "Oh!" he shouted as the diamond solitaire hit the ceiling lights. "Oh-HO!" he shouted. Walter looked straight at Olivia. "I was checking to make sure you weren't teasing me. And you're not! OH-HO!" Walter grabbed Olivia and gave her a crushing hug. "The daughter I never had. I'm so happy for-" He pulled back and looked at his adopted son who was smiling brightly. "For both of you. Peter! Congratulations! I knew the two of you would be together. Astrade! Isn't this wonderful news?" Abruptly Walter stepped back from them and lifted the lid on his turntable. He started rummaging through his crate of albums.

"What are you doing, Walter?" Peter asked curiously.

"This calls for the appropriate music, of course!" Walter replied shouting. Hastily he grabbed a 45RPM record sleeve and practically tore the small record from it. In seconds loud music filled the lab.

Imagine me and you, I do

I think about you day and night, it's only right

To think about the girl you love and hold her tight

So happy together

If I should call you up, invest a dime

And you say you belong to me and ease my mind

Imagine how the world could be, so very fine

So happy together

Walter Bishop danced around the three of them singing loudly with the music. When he got to Astrid he grabbed her arms and spun her around. Peter and Olivia watched the spectacle before them smiling. Peter shook his head, understanding that his father would pick a song from his time to celebrate.

I can't see me loving nobody but you

For all my life

When you're with me, baby the skies'll be blue

For all my life

Peter walked over and turned the volume down, chuckling."I'm glad you're happy for us, Walter."

Astrid saw her chance to speak up. "Well, I'm thrilled for the both of you. It's about time you did something," she said emphatically, giving Peter a pinch as she hugged him.

"Ow!" Peter shouted. "Well of course we decided to tell you first, Astrid," he said emphasizing her name as she pulled back and glared at him.

"We need to celebrate tonight! Food! Dinner out, yesss?" Walter asked Olivia.

"Sure, Walter. Wherever you want," she replied looking at him amusedly.

"Uh. The Bugaboo Creek Steakhouse!" Walter yelled, pointing with his finger. "With that talking moose-he's wonderful!"

"Okay," Peter said laughing. "We'll go back to that one in Braintree, tonight."

"Oh! I must go tell Gene! And then Mrs. Ericson!" Walter took off leaving the three of them standing there. When Walter was well out of earshot Astrid spoke up.

"You sure you two know what you're doing?" she asked giving Olivia a pointed look.

"You mean-?"

"Of course that's what I mean. He needs to know," Astird cut him off looking off in Walter's direction.

Peter leaned in. "We'll plan a small wedding in the near future. It'll work out OK, and give us some time to work with Broyles."

Astrid sighed. "I hope you're right," she said, not convinced.

Olivia looked at Peter as they stood at the door to Special Agent Phillip Broyles' office. "You ready?" she asked Peter.

He gave her hand a squeeze. "Ready as I'll ever be."

She nodded. "OK then." Olivia knocked hard on her superior's office door.

"Come in!" Broyles yelled emphatically.

Olivia opened the door with Peter in tow behind her. "Sir. Peter and I need to tell you something." Peter closed the door behind them, hoping their announcement would go off without a hitch.

Phillip Broyles stood up as Peter closed the door. "Everything OK, Dunham?" he asked, his look going back and forth between the two of them.

"Yes. Uh, Sir. We just wanted you to know. Peter and I got engaged last night."

It took a second for her words to register. Peter noticed the exact second they did, as Broyles' pupils grew large. The timing of their announcement did come as a little bit of a surprise to him. Broyles had watched these two have their ups and downs over the last two years, but he always figured this would eventually happen. "I see. Congratulations." Broyles tried not to let the mischief show in his eyes. He was trying to remember what date he had picked in the pool, and whether or not he was 2 thousand dollars richer today. He reminded himself to phone Nina later. Broyles moved from around his desk and shook both of their hands. Then he studied them.

"You know, the FBI has policies regarding how spouses work together."

"I'm aware of that, Sir." Olivia started fidgeting with her fingers, and Broyles stole his first glance at the sizeable ring. "We were hoping we could sit down and talk with you about that later."

"Sure, we can schedule a meeing." Broyles gave them both another look, noticing they seemed a little antsy. "I take it Dr. Bishop is happy with this news?"

"Ecstatic," Peter replied smiling.

"Good. I'll let you know when we can schedule that meeting," Broyles said, letting them know it was time for him to return to his business.

"Yes. Bye, Sir," Olivia said. Peter just nodded at the man.

As soon as they shut the door Broyles hit speed dial 3 on his cell. "Nina? Have you heard the news?"

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