Sorry this was supposed to be up a few days ago but like I said xmas = no life for Ash :D. As always thank you so very much to my reviewers, you guys make me happy to update…hope I can get a few more for the next coming chapters. Enjoy :D

References: snack from the kitchen (And Those We've Left Behind), "What did I miss?" (The No-Brainer), car jerking to a sudden stop (There Is More Than One of Everything), Walter doing an autopsy with a Red Vine in his mouth (The Same Old Story), Olivia yelling Walter's name (Bad Dreams), Cortexiphan conversation (Bad Dreams), "…the other's recognised that…" (Subject 9)

Chapter 22 – Experimentation

Standing on the landing of the FBI building, Olivia took in the scene in front of her, whatever she had expected before she had gotten there didn't happen. She honestly had expected to noticed the differences in Loeb, something that would scream 'bad guy' as soon as she looked at him, but he looked normal, like the co-worker she had known for the better part of three years, she could honestly say that her mind was reeling and she was beginning to second guess herself. "Hey, don't start that now, your instinct has always been right, don't over think it ok?" Peter's voice filled her ears and she smiled, he was right, she instinct had always been right on the money, with cases and suspects, people in her life (most of the time) and also with him. Even though when they had first met he was an ass, her instinct was screaming that he was just misunderstood, something that turned out to be very true because no matter what Peter had done when they were younger, he always came through, he had always been by her side, even when she tried to push him away…she was also not counting the time when he had left, still not having the whole story she knew she couldn't blame him…yet…

Turning slightly, she found that Peter had placed his hand on her back, the pressure was light but it just meant that he was there for her, no matter what she needed. "I'm going to get a snack from the kitchen, do you want anything?" He motioned towards the far door with his head, hoping she might agree and eat something for once but all she did was shake her head and sigh, "No, I'm ok, thanks Peter…" shaking his head, he placed a gently kiss on the side of her hair before moving behind her, his hand only leaving her back when he couldn't stretch to touch her anymore. Taking a deep breath Olivia made her way down the three steps on to the level and looked around. She knew they were still looking for who had kidnapped her and she also knew they hadn't found anything. Anything that was in the lab where she was being held was gone and they had nothing to go on. Even the purchases of the cameras had come to a dead end after Jacobson's house. That was something else she didn't want to have to deal with, Jacobson's death and his involvement with her kidnapping, Walter had called during the night, wanting her and Peter go to the lab where he was preforming and autopsy but Peter had said no, that they would come later in the day and if they needed to know anything Astrid could call him. Peter was being protective and most of the time she would hate it but after what they did to her, she didn't mind having something looking after her, and having Peter around was never a bad thing.

Finding her desk, Olivia sat and pulled up her computer, pretending to go through files on suspects or just searches, trying to see if there was anything that would jump out at her, but her thoughts all came back to Jacobson and Loeb, two people she worked and were fairly close to, they had betrayed her. So much betrayal in one persons life, it was amazing she was still able to trust the most fundamental people in her life, Charlie and Peter. Both her best friends, one her 'hoping to be soon' boyfriend and the other her rock, she just wished she had known him when she was a child, when she was growing up with the abusive step-father and the horrible nightmares she had as a child, about fires and zeppelins, her head shot up, Walter. She had to talk to Walter again, she just had a feeling that he knew what those people wanted from her, he just couldn't remember it and she was going to make sure he remembered and make sure that he would tell her. Completely forgetting about Peter, Olivia grabbed her keys and shot out of her seat, she had to find Walter and she knew exactly where he would be. As she jogged up the stairs and towards the door, she moved passed Peter who just stared at Olivia, his mouth half open and an apple just inches from his lips, "What did I miss? Olivia? What is going on? Where are you going?" He chased after her, grabbing onto her arm and spinning her around and making her face him. "What is going on?" He held her still, his hands going to her face, holding her in place. She pulled away from him suddenly, "We need to talk to your father."

The drive to the lab was silent, Peter watched as Olivia's hands gripped the steering wheel so tight her knuckles began to turn white. "Livia, what is going on?" But his words were met with silence and he sighed, he knew she had a one track mind when she wanted to and this was no exception, she wasn't going to say anything to him until they get back to the lab and nothing was going to change his mind. She didn't even bother slowing down before she stopped, the car jerking as she threw it into break and Peter jerked forward, his hand reaching out to stop his head from slamming into the dashboard. "Liv - - Olivia! Stop!" He raced to catch up with her but missed her and she continued up the steps and until the building until she was inside the lab, Peter coming to stand behind her in seconds, almost slamming into her back. Walter and Astrid had looked up at the sound of the lab door banging, "Oh Peter, Agent Dunham. What a lovely surprise. What can I do for you?" Peter noticed that he still had his hand inside of Jacobson's body, a Red Vine hanging out of his mouth, Peter felt a little sick watching this but when Olivia spoke, he became a little scared instead.

"WALTER!" He stopped his moving around and stared at her like a child in trouble, Astrid's head had snapped up at Olivia's voice, filled with anger and venom. Olivia had her arms crossed over her chest; it was almost as though smoke was coming from her ears, she was fuming. "You know what they wanted from me, don't you? You know why it was that they took me! Tell me Walter." She stepped down off the top step; she was like a lioness, circling her prey. "Olivia please, Walter has already said that he didn't know what they wanted from you, we tested your blood and found only they drug they gave you, no real reason as to why they took you." Peter placed his hand on her shoulder and for once she didn't respond to it. "And the cortexiphan Walter? What about that huh?" She took another step closer to Walter, losing the feeling of Peter's hand on her shoulder. "Olivia, what are you talking about?" Shrugging off his hand from her shoulder, knowing that Walter wasn't going to give up any information willingly with Peter around.

"These people took me because of it, because you drugged me when I was a child. You knew that's what they wanted…didn't you?" Walter sat back against the lab table, Jacobson's body forgotten for the time being, information being more important to Olivia than anything. "No, no, no. Belly, he was the one. He did it all. We made you special Olivia, the drug made you special…" Peter took the chance to jump in between the two, not understanding anything that was being said. "Olivia, what are you talking about?" Glancing between the two Peter swallowed deeply, "Olivia was never treated with…cortexiphan…" He blinked and glanced back to Olivia, hoping she would back him up, but she didn't. "Olivia?" he took a step towards her and touched her arm, it was only then did he notice that she wasn't looking at him, a small tear in the rim of her eye, "Sweetheart…" he lowered his head to try and catch her eye line. "Peter…" she looked up at him from under her lashes, blinking away the tears.

"Peter…when I was a child, I lived in Jacksonville…I went to a childcare centre where Walter and William Bell…" She stopped for a moment, the sudden realisation that Peter hadn't know his father had worked with William Bell dawned on her. "Wait…you mean MassiveDynamic William Bell? The multimillionaire was your lab partner?" Peter shook his head, trying to comprehend the difference between the two men, one insane and the other the most powerful man in the world but it was Olivia's hand on his cheek pulled him back. "When I was in the at the childcare there-" Peter cut her off suddenly, spinning around the look at Walter. "You drugged her! Experimented on her? God Walter on children!" Peter turned away from Walter, fuming and trying to control the outburst that was waiting to explode. "Son, we were only trying to help them, we meant no harm-" Peter spun back on his heels and glared at Walter, now less than a foot away, his finger pointed directly to Walter's face, malice dripping from Peter's tone, "She was kidnapped because of what you did to her, she was a child, you son of a bitch!" Feeling Olivia's hand on Peter's shoulder he shrugged her off harshly but kept his face away from hers, not wanting to look at her and blow up even more, he wouldn't be able to live with himself if he had hurt her because he was so angry with his father.

Pacing the length of the lab, Peter's mind reeling over how his father could have done something like this, to children, to Olivia; this was the man he grew up with, the man he called father for so long. Stopping suddenly, he glanced up to look at Olivia, trying to take in her reaction to all of this but she had already known, had she remembered or had Walter told her about it? There were too many questions running through his head and each time another one popped into his mind it made Peter more and more angry. Looking between Walter and Olivia, he huffed, dug his hands into his pockets and took off. "Son…Peter wait…" Walter tried to reach out to him as he walked passed but Peter was able to shrug him off and slam the door on the way out.

Silence filled the lab as Walter stared in the direction of where Peter had been and Olivia glared in Walter's direction. She wanted to know exactlywhat Walter knew and why these people wanted her. She came to stand just meters away from Walter and she eyed him. "Why me Walter?" She watched as his right hand shook, something she had noticed since meeting him in St. Claire's, a nervous habit she honestly thought he had grown out of being out of that place. Looking away from Olivia, Walter sighed and sat back on to the lab chair near his table. "You were always the strongest Olive, they other's recognised that. You were able to handle the treatments. Like I said, they worked on emotions and perception. Whatever these people wanted from you, I would suspect it had something to do with your abilities." He sulked away from her again but Olivia stopped him from going to far.

"What abilities Walter?" She was trying to keep down the anger and emotion in her voice, she had learnt long ago that getting angry with Walter would only cause him to regress and he would be of no help what so ever. "Well… some children displayed a talent for reading other people's thoughts, although very briefly. One child was able to project his emotions onto other, making the whole room light up or laugh…" Olivia cut him off with a hand in the air, "No Walter, me. I want to know about what abilities I had." Looking down, Walter nodded quickly, "You…you had the ability to start fires, when you were angry or upset. You also showed an ability to control objects with your mind, you used to turn off lights while we were in class, it would be a joke, until we worked out it was you. And you…you used to tell stories of seeing zeppelins." Olivia's mind halted, zeppelins? She had remembered dreaming about them once but never knew what they were, she honestly never knew where she had even thought of them. "Walter what are you talking about?"

Walter moved away from his table and came to stand inches from her, taking in her features as if he was trying to remember something. "You would tell stories of zeppelins, seeing them floating above in the sky, you would draw them as well. We believed that you were able to cross to another universe, one like ours but slightly different, but you were not able to stay for long periods of time and so you believed it was just a dream, that none of it really happened…" Olivia suddenly took a step back from Walter, her hands rocketing up in the air, she had dreamed about them, and they were only dreams, it can't have been real. "Walter…what made me so angry you believed I had…" she didn't know if she could bring herself to say it, but she had to, "…crossed to another universe?" Her stomach knotted, she just had to know that what she had seen really was a dream. "Your stepfather…we believed that it was fear not anger that made you cross over, fear of your stepfather…" Olivia felt sick, her life was being turned upside down. Staring at Walter for a moment, she spun on her heels and fled to the door, needed fresh air and to be somewhere where she wouldn't shot a person. She just couldn't get her mind away from the fact that she had been drugged as a child by her, for lack of a better word, boyfriends father and now he was telling her she abilities, this job was getting too much for her.

Peter paced back and forward outside Olivia's apartment, not having the balls to knock on the door, thinking she was hate him for being related to the man who had drugged her a child. He had watched her turn the light on in what looked to be the spare room before he watched as she picking up, who he assumed to be Ella, holding her close before placing her on the bed that he could see. She looked so carefree after finding out what had happened to her and it annoyed him slightly. She was so calm, like it didn't bother her at all about what had happened and here Peter was, feeling like murdering his own father because of what he did. Throwing his hands to his head Peter groaned, rubbing his hands over his face and then his hair, sitting heavily on the step in front of her building. How did shit get so ridiculous?

"Are you going to come in or just scare my niece all night?" Olivia's voice caught peters attention and he whipped around to find her standing in the doorway, woollen wrap wrapped around her shoulders, her body shivering at the cold wind. He blinked at her a couple of time before dropping his head back into his hands once more, shaking it slightly. He didn't even notice Olivia sit by his side until her arms wrapped around his bicep, hugging herself to him. "Peter...what's going on inside that brain of yours?" Peter sighed before slipped his arm from Olivia's grasp, standing suddenly and moving away from her. "Livia, his drugged you! He took away your childhood for what? An experiment? Nothing came out of this, nothing good! How can you be so goddamn calm!" Peter was getting angrier by the minute, just watching Olivia sit calmly was making him angry.

"I'm not calm Peter! I'm terrified! I don't know if these people got what they wanted, or even what that was! I don't know if they are going to come back for me! All I know is that somehow my kidnapping is connected to the recent robberies, that seem to be of your fathers safety deposit boxes and also he drugged me as a child. Tell me Peter, do I sound calm?" Olivia felt her cheeks redden at the sudden anger she felt towards Peter, she thought he knew her!

He reached out for her, needing to hold her close but a sudden loud cry caught both their attentions and it was only then that Peter realised that there was a baby monitor sitting on the floor next to Olivia. "God..." skipping up the stairs and back into the house, unconsciously leaving the door open for Peter to follow, Olivia made her way to the room of the crying child. Stepping inside the spare room, Olivia found that Ella was sitting up in her small bed, rubbing her eyes and crying. "Baby girl what's wrong? Come here…" she pulled Ella from the bed and into her arms, rocking her back and forward, side to side, shushing as she went, trying to calm her down. She could feel Ella shaking in her arms, holding onto Olivia like she was her lifejacket. "Did you have a bad dream baby girl? Did you get scared?" Ella nodded against Olivia's shoulder, rubbing her eyes that were full of tears and sleep, yawning suddenly Ella started to calm down, nuzzling her nose into Olivia's neck.

Peter watched from the doorway as Olivia calmed Ella down, she really was an amazing person to be able to look after Ella like she was her mother and the young child seemed to absolutely adored her aunt. He watched as she spoke quietly to the young girl, soothing out her worries before finally putting her back into the bed and covering her up, placing one last kiss on her forehead before moving back towards him. "She's out, lets go before she wakes up again." Peter followed Olivia into the lounge and waited while she poured herself some wine, declining when she offered him some. When they were both seated Peter spoke, "Livia, I think we need to talk about this, this Walter and drug trial thing. I mean, everything that has happened is because of him and I'll be damned if I let him hurt you again." Peter placed his hand on Olivia's cheek, forcing her to look up at him, seeing the anger in his eyes she sighed, "Peter…what did I do to deserve this…?"

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