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Reference: "…meet you back here at 5?..." (Bound), "…save the world…" (Bound), "…high frequency vibration…" (Safe), "…never be one of the reasons…" (6B)

Chapter 4 – Ties

Olivia looked up from her desk when she heard a familiar voice out in the hall, it was asking for her and it was mixed in with the sound of a baby cooing, and the smile on her face grew. Coming out from around the side of the desk Olivia all but jogged over to the voice, reaching out for the baby she wanted to nothing more than to hold in her arms. "Come here baby girl! How is my favourite niece?" Olivia hugged the baby to her chest smiled, "Hey Rach, how are you? I can't believe you guys are finally here!" Rachel smiled at her older sister, the resemblance between them had grown as they had both grown up,

"We couldn't wait to come, we were both missing Aunt Liv." She placed her hand on her daughters back and watched as the 18 month old placed a slobbery kiss all over Olivia's check. "Ella bear, stop!" they both laughed at the child who seemed to be absolutely smitten with her aunt already. Olivia glanced at the clock, being that it was almost 3.30, she knew she wasn't going to get around to having coffee with her sister and niece, so she changed her mind. "So you guys coming over for dinner? I know I said I would meet you at home, but how about I meet you back here at 5 and we can go and have something to eat, there isn't much in my house at the moment." As Olivia spoke she watched as Ella played with the little bits of hair that had fallen from Olivia's pony tale. "Sure, no problems Liv, we will see you then."

Just as Rachel spoke, Mitchell had made his way over to the group, intent on speaking with Olivia. "Sorry Liv, but when you've got a second, forensics sent over the computer gear that they found at the scene and they want you to check it out." Olivia smiled at Mitchell and then back at Rachel, "Sorry Rachel, I got to go but I promise, 5pm sharp, right here and them we can go out." Rachel only smiled more, "Sure, sure. Go, save the world." Ella fussed a little as her mother took her but said nothing once she had her dummy again. "Bye baby girl" with one last kiss Olivia moved away for her sister and niece and back to the work she had waiting for her. Turning away from the two, Olivia smiled and walked towards Mitchell, who had moved to his desk, waiting for her to follow.

"Sorry to pull you away Liv, but we found something on the body." Olivia moved to lean over the side of Mitchell's chair, enough that he could still be sitting down and they could both see. She waited as he pulled up a few picture's the screen changing a few times, until it stopped and she could see three pictures of the body. "Now, originally we didn't find this, the coroner didn't even bother to check for some reason but when it got to our office, they checked the whole body over." He clicked on one of the images that was at the back of the rest, pulling it up was a dark photo, as if the lights were turned off but there was a black light illuminating the arm in the picture, showing to the naked eye, four letters and two numbers. GGGR36. "Now tried to search the gangs database for anything that seemed similar to this, but I came up with nothing."

He clicked again until another photo appeared on screen, this time it was of a man and also of some information, the data showing, name, date of birth and all the other basic information. "Meet Mr. John Doe. The body that is sitting in the morgue right now is Raul Lugo. He is military, special unit, they use UV ID'ing so if they get caught, they can't be ID'd as military straight off the bat, usually gives them time to escape, or…well you know the or," he smiled up at Olivia who slightly scoffed but remained focused on the photo. "Ok so we know who he is, what was he into and who was he working for?" Olivia rested her hand on Mitchell's shoulder, "Thanks Mitch, if you find anything else, let me know?" He nodded to her as she moved away from him, waiting for the printer to spit out the new information of the dead friend. Once the information was in her hands, she noticed Charlie from the corner of her eye, intent on bringing him on the visit to Lugo's house she just planned in her mind, she moved towards him.

"Peter…" Charlie sat back in his seat, staring at the man he one called a close friend, granted they had both changed but after what happened it was as if he had never known Peter. "…Look aside from whatever happened before, I am inclined to give you the benefit of the doubt on this but where were you on September 14th?" Peter eyed Charlie, trying to understand where he was going with his questioning but Peter was lucky, he wasn't in the country on that date.

"Charlie, I was in Iraq. I arrived back in Boston two nights ago. Check with the US embassy, they found me and gave me letter telling my mother had just died. Why?" Charlie nodded and scribbled on his paper, he was sure Peter wasn't involved in this case, he had been keeping tabs on him, if only just to keep him safe, "Do you recognise this?" he slid two photos towards Peter, all of the computer tech and the machines they found at the latest crime scene. Peter looked down at them, recognising them instantly, but he also recognised the look he got from Charlie, he believed he wasn't in the country, that was a start. Peter had always trusted Charlie, he'd never had a reason not to and even though they were sitting on opposite sides of the interigation desk, he still couldn't find a reason not to trust him. "Yea I do."

This caught Charlie's attention. He was a little shocked that Peter had said he had recognised it but instead of jumping to obvious conclusion, he waited for Peter to continue, which he knew he was going to. "This tech is from MIT. This…" he pointed to one of the computer looking devices, "…is a high frequency vibration distributor. And this…" he pointed to the other photo, "…is the computer that sets the frequency. It was used in a testing facility on campus, some students thought they could walk through solid walls with it instead they just made themselves look like fools." He laughed before he pushed them away. "Charlie, whatever is going on here, whatever the reason why you have arrested me, I haven't done anything wrong." Peter motioned towards the door, as if to say he wanted to leave now. Charlie glanced towards the door and then the clock above it, it was now 3.20 and Peter had been in the room for the last 40 minutes, Charlie had no choice but to let him go. Standing, he motioned for Peter to follow him towards the door way, letting him out first but only stopped suddenly in front of Charlie when he looked up and found a sea of blond hair standing just at the other side of the room.

He watched her for a moment, the child in her arms, happily hugging and kissing her check as she laughed, that smile that had haunted his dreams for so long was standing less than 100 meters away from him. She was older, not in the bad way he thought might have happened, as these things do, but she had definitely grown up, her hair was longer and he could tell she was a little taller but not by much, but her eyes were exactly the same as they were when they were kids, the deep blue sparkling in the light and Peter couldn't help the small smile that formed on his lips, much like it had done so many times when they were at school and he could see her from a distance. But what was getting to him was the child, she looked so much like Olivia, the same blond hair and he could hear her giggling and it was almost like an identical twin, he couldn't bring himself to think that the child was hers. Suddenly the other woman, whose face he couldn't see grabbed for the child and with one last kiss on the baby's cheek, the two were gone, leaving Olivia to move over to a desk and for a few moments Peter couldn't move.

"Listen to me Peter. What happened almost killed her ok. She is happy now, she has moved on. Don't even think about ruining that now." Charlie was now by his side, watching what, more like who, Peter was watching, his words stung slightly but Peter knew, he realised that he had no right to stake his claim over her, not anymore, and this, on its own hurt him. It was still hurting him, the way that he couldn't take her hand, or kiss her lips or hold her to him, he had let that right go long ago. Both the men watched as she moved away from the desk, towards the printer and before they knew it, she was moving towards them both, folder of paper's in hand and a look on her face that screamed business. "Hey Charlie, we got an ID on the body, you want to come with me while I go to the house, there might be something…" At first she had ignored the man standing next to Charlie, his looks were creeping her out but when he didn't stop watching her she turned to him intent on giving him a piece of her mind.

Breaking off from her sentence with Charlie, she turned to face the taller man, but as she did flashes and memories came crashing back and the eyes that stared back at her were those she never thought she was going to see again. It felt like forever that Olivia stared up into his face, neither saying anything, but at the same time, Charlie still had not spoken either, unsure of what to say at a moment like this, it was not something he had invisioned happening as he honestly thought after what happened Peter would never have come back to Boston, let alone show up in a case.

"Hi, Livia." With his hands shoved far into his pockets, Peter rocked back on his heels, figuring that breaking the silence now might save him an earbashing later on, but Olivia just stared at him, shock written across her face, he could see the storm brewing behind her eyes. She couldn't believe he was back there, after everything that happened before, he just turned up out of nowhere with a "Hi Livia." Like nothing had happened between them, like nothing had changed. But instead of the angry outburst both Charlie and Peter were expecting she just nodded, "Peter," the shock covering the only world she could get out before turning to Charlie, struggling to find the rest, trying to cleat her thoughts, "Um, we have an ID on the body and we have an address, I'm going there now. You coming?" Even without the outburst Peter could hear the anger building in her voice, her struggle to keep her emotions from showing.

"Sure thing Liv…" Charlie turned to Peter, studying his face for a moment before pointedly speaking, "…Peter, stick around, just in case." And with that they both walked away, leaving Peter in their wake, allowing him to catch his breath before moving towards the door himself. He watched as they left, Olivia all but storming towards the door, Charlie following behind, almost as though he was a child who knew he was in trouble from his mother, but even though the pain was still evident on Olivia's face and in her eyes, Peter couldn't stop watching her, taking in everything about her and everything that had changed.

The silence in the SUV was so thick it could have been cut with a butchers knife, Olivia drove, her hands tightly on the steering while, so much so her knuckles had started to turn white, while Charlie just sat in the passenger seat, his hands clasped firmly on the file in his lap while he stared out the opposite window to where Olivia was but even as he watched the world go by he could feel Olivia wanting to say something, wanting to speak but he knew she was angry at him, at Peter (still) and angry at herself for letting herself feel the way she was and so he jumped head first into the volcano that was awaiting him and spoke first.

"I'm sorry." It was quiet, Charlie had always been able to tell when he should speak or not but right now he didn't care. "What?" Olivia couldn't believe he had just apologised, but did she really thing anything different was going to come from him? "I'm sorry Livy, I thought I could get him in and out without you seeing him. He came up on the list of people who was able to use the equipment we found at the crime scene, I thought you wouldn't have to know. I'm sorry, I know how much what happened hurt…" Olivia cut him off but shaking her head, "Charlie, you should have told me he was part of the investigation. I can handle it, I'm over it…" Charlie would argue the latter, but honestly he liked his head where it was, "…I just wish you had told me he was going to be there. Now did he help?"

Charlie stared at her for a moment, she really had just calmed herself down in the space of a sentence, he knew better though, it was just her professionalism showing its head, he indulged her though, "Yeah, actually he did. He told me that the equipment came from MIT, something about a couple of students thinking it would help them walk through solid matter, like walls and stuff. He said it didn't work. I did get his number, and he is living in his old house at the moment, so if we need anything from him, he said he would help." The looked he received from Olivia was deadly but he tried to reason with her, "Livy, he seems to know about this stuff, if he could at least help, it might help us…" thankfully she was seeing reason as she just ignored him, looked out her window and slowed to a stop outside a house. "We are here." Getting out before him, they moved towards the front door, picking the lock and letting themselves in.

Peter sat in his living room, old photos of high school in his hands, photos of them at school, them out and about and photos of the groups trip to his parent's beach house. That was what had brought back the most amount of memories of Olivia. What they had done together that night was amazing, he had never felt so much love for one person in his entire life and if he was honest with himself, he had never felt so much love for anyone since. He knew his heart was pinning for her and only her but he was stuffed up, he had let her go and in the process he had hurt her beyond belief. He knew she had trouble trusting people and she had her reason, and he never thought he would be one of those reasons but he also knew that he agreed to stick around if needed for a reason.

And he hoped that maybe he might be able to get her to see him like she used to, like a good man, not the person he had become.

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