OK so its about 2.50am an di just finished work but I did promise Lori this would be up tonight…please please review! :D

Reference: Walter sleeping in the office of the lab (Neither Here Nor There), "…Oh dear God…" (The Last Sam Weiss), "…You're potential is far greater…" (The End Of All Things), "…when was it that you lost you imagination, son?..." (The Same Old Story), "…I am not your son…" (Man From The Other Side)

Chapter 33 – Leap of Faith

"Walter! Are you here!" Olivia jogged down the steps of the lab landing looking around for Walter, neither her or Peter had seen him since the outburst about what he had done to Olivia but they needed him to solve this case and that's the reason why they had gotten him out of St. Claire's in the first place and if they were honest with each other, no matter how angry Peter was with Walter about what he did to Olivia he honestly didn't know if he could send Walter back there, to that place but that didn't stop him from being angry. They both stopped next to each other, looking around to find that the lab was quiet.

"Astrid?" Olivia took a step towards the closed door of Walter's old office just as Astrid walked out, almost bumping into Olivia on her way out, "Oh Olivia, I didn't see you there sorry. Ah Walter is asleep, he set up a bed in the old office so he can sleep during the day." She rolled her eyes at Olivia with a smile before moving away from her. "He sleeps in there?" She shook her head before turning to Peter, who had one hand pushed into his pocket and the other holding the box to his underarm. He shrugged at her and shook his head, dropping the box on the lab table he was standing next to. He walked into the old office, and kicked the side of the bed. "Walter! Wake up! Me and Olivia need to talk to you!" Walter shot up in his makeshift double bed and looked around. "Oh Peter…" he looked confused as Peter rolled his eyes again as he walked out of the office.

"Peter…what is it that you need?" Walter had followed Peter into the lab, stopping when he noticed Olivia standing there as well. "Agent Dunham, how lovely to see you…" he was about to continue when Peter stopped him. "Walter now is not the time! We need you to help us with this, Loeb said that we need to ask you about this…and what the hell are you doing sleeping in the lab for that matter?" Peter crossed his arms, waiting and watching as Walter shuffled further into the room, looking around. "Well son, I thought it appropriate to allow you and Agent Dunham the house…now what do we have here?" He leaned down and picked up the box, completely oblivious to the red cheeks of Olivia and Peter. "Walter…do you know what this is?" Olivia took a step closer to Walter pointing at the box.

Astrid came closer to Peter, looking over Walter's shoulder to see what it was that was in his hands, she glanced up at Peter, who now had his arms crossed over his chest and his brow furrowed, a slight red tinge to his cheeks. "Where did you find that? I thought you had closed the case?" Her voice was the only thing in the room as Walter looked over the box, Peter sighed, "So did we. Loeb made a deal with the FBI his wife goes free and he will tell us what is in store…apparently there is something else that is meant to be happening…" he shrugged again, not really sure what to expect from the box. There was more silence in the room, save for the sound of the box opening and Walter's very audible, "Oh dear God." Everyone's eyes landed on Walter suddenly.

Olivia leaned forward, her face paling slightly, "What Walter? What is it?" he turned away from her, reaching for a few different objects on the table behind him, muttering to himself about Bell and a file. Astrid decided it was time to stop Walter from going around in circles so she reached for him and stopped him in his tracks, "Walter, this is something very important, do you think you can focus…" she waited for a moment before he nodded and blinked at her, "…good, now what do you know about this?" he turned a couple of times, as if looking for something but when he found Olivia again he stopped. "Belly always said that perception was key…perception…" he mumbled for a few minutes, going off on his own before he snapped back to reality, almost like an elastic band snapping back to its original state.

"Belly and I theorised that cortexiphan works on emotions and perception-" Walter was cut off by the exasperated groan from Peter, he was getting increasingly angry with everything coming back to Walter and his experiments on Olivia as a child. "- As I was saying…it looks as if this box is requiring you to do something, alter perception and reality…" Walter turned back to the box and opened it again, lifting out what looked like a circuit board filled with small light bulbs. He turned it over once and looked over it, missing the slip of paper that slipped out of the bottom and onto the floor. It was Astrid's voice who brought their attention to the paper.

"'Olive all you need to do…is turn off the lights…'" Her voice carried across the lab as Peter, Olivia and Walter fell silent. Olivia blinked a few times, trying to comprehend what the piece of paper was saying. "Turn off the lights?" She glanced towards Peter, whose face turned more serious and concerned by the minute. She watched as he crossed his arms over his chest before raising his left hand to his chin, rubbing it thoughtfully, "Well obviously we can't just switch it off because they would just be too obvious…" He took a step closer to Olivia and looked over her shoulder, eyeing off the piece of paper that Astrid had handed her.

"Do you think its time we went back to see Loeb, I mean there must be a reason why he wants you to do this…" He watched as she swallowed deeply, clearly worried about the situation she was in, she opened her mouth a few times, trying to find the words to comprehend what was going on. As she was about to speak Broyles spoke instead, causing them all to turn around, "Loeb would like me to pass on a message," his voice clearly showing how annoyed he was at playing the messenger for this man, "He wants me to tell you that when you work it out, come back to me with it. Basically when you have worked out what he wants from this thing you are to bring it back to the FBI, to him and he wants to see you."

Olivia nodded and watched as Broyles eyes found the box that was now sitting on the lab table in front of them all. He reached out for it, running his fingers over the little lights and the switch. "We need to work this out fast because he is getting antsy, he has something planned and this is the key to finding out what that is…hurry agents…" he turned his back to them and left, he really was a man of very few words and in situations like this, he was even more stern. Olivia turned back to the group and noticed that Walter was now standing in front of her, his face had changed slightly as he watched her closely, "Belly used to say that your potential was far greater than any of those we had tested cortexiphan on. He used to talk about a light box test but you were always too young to test it."

He grabbed the box from the table and held it up, "This is that light box test! I know what you have to do. Belly used to theories that your specific abilities, Agent Dunham, could be used to bend reality and perception. He used to tell me that one day you would be able to use you abilities in a telekinetic way, almost." When Olivia's brow furrowed in confusion, Walter continued, "He said that you would one day be able to manipulate things with your mind, like moving things around with your thoughts…or…" he held up the light box in front of him, high enough that it sat in front of his nose, "…or turning on or off lights without a switch. That's what he is asking, for you to turn off the lights with your mind…"

"Turn the lights off with my mind?" Of all the crazy, out there things Walter had ever said to her in the last nine and a half months that had to be the strangest and scariest thing she had ever heard from him. She was not able to turn off lights with her mind or move things with her mind, he was crazy! Although he was Walter after all… "Walter this is crazy! She can't turn on lights with her mind! Olivia has shown absolutely no signs of having 'abilities' as you call them and even if she does have them, what makes you think that she can use them? You are the reason she is this way, you are the reason why she is in danger and why she will always be in danger!" Peter was fuming, he had had enough of hearing about Walter's theory, mainly because if it were true, Olivia would never be safe, and he couldn't bear to think of anything else happening to her because of what they did to her.

Olivia stood silently as Peter's voice rose in anger, she should have stopped him but he had been holding it in since they had found out about what Walter had done, he may have flipped out originally when they spoke to Walter the first time around but his anger had just grown when it became clear why she was taken and what they wanted from her. But no matter how angry Peter got, Olivia knew that it was no time for her to let her emotions get in the way of the case, as far as she knew there could be thousands of lives at stake and getting angry with the one man who could actually help them save those people was not going to be able to get them very far in the case. Placing her hand on Peter's shoulder, she tugged at him slightly, pulling him away from an almost cowering Walter. "Peter, stop…please…" She watched, hoping that the anger would die down in his eyes but all he did was mask it with a small smile in her direction.

Looking towards Astrid who was now standing to the side of the group, she never really liked getting in the middle of the three of them, especially Peter and Walter, she was a smart girl and knew to stay out of the way when they butted heads. She pulled Walter aside, hoping that having him away from Peter would calm him down, it was hard enough to focus Walter at the best of times, let alone when his own son had just verbally attacked him, "Come on Walter…why don't we take the box and have a look at it?" he nodded shyly before moving away from Peter, not even chancing a glance in his direction.

As Walter moved away from Peter and Olivia, Peter turned his back to Olivia, crossing his arms over his chest and huffing in anger, it was going to take a lot for him to calm down now, but Olivia didn't have time to calm him down, she needed to work out how she was going to work this light box and find out what Loeb knew. "Walter…what do I have to do to make this work?" He stopped to look at her, while Peter spun on his heals to stare at her wide-eyed. "What? You can't be serious! Olivia he is talking about telekinesis! It's impossible!" She was about to argue the point when Walter piped up, "Impossible? No…when was it that you lost your imagination son?" And that was the straw that broke the camels back. Peter wheeled around on his heals and came face.

"I am not your son! Don't you dare call me that after everything you did to me as a child! The experiments! The tests! Not only did you traumatise me as a child but also you drugged Olivia! Don't you dare call me your son!" Peter stared down Walter for a moment because stalking passed him and slamming the door to Olivia's office, causing the windows to rattle as he did. Silence filled the lab as no one knew what to say to the old man who was now close to tears.

Olivia looked towards Walter before offering him a small smile, trying to reassure him but she could see him shaking slightly, the confrontation with Peter had shocked him. "I'll talk to him Walter, don't worry..." she slipped away from the group, making a bee line for the office at the back of the lab. Knocking a few times she waited a moment, hoping that maybe Peter would answer. When he didn't she sighed and pushed her way into the office, glancing around tying to find him.

She didn't see him at the desk, nor at the small window in the corner of the lab but when she turned around she saw his figure, hunched over with his elbows on his knees and his face in his hands, he had found the couch against the wall, taking full advantage of its comfiness. "Peter?" If he had heard her come in, he didn't show it nor did he move at his name. "Hey, talk to me please? What's going on?" She sat on the couch next to him, her hand finding his thigh, just letting him sit in silence. He shifted in his seat after a few moments before he spoke.

"Everything that has happened to you is because of that man, that man I used to call my father. After everything that he did to me and to my mother when I was young, I honestly don't think I can ever call him my father anymore, quite frankly if he went back to St. Claire's when this is over I wouldn't be too upset." His hand had stretched out to take hold of hers, his thumb rubbing over the top of her hand. "You can't mean that? I know what he has done is horrible but he is trying Peter, he spent so long away from his work, his wife, you...he just needs someone to believe in him..." he just shrugged, that was one thing about Peter that was never going to change, once he got something into his head, it was near impossible to get it out.

"To be honest sweetheart, he has done nothing to prove to me that he has changed." Peter dropped his head and sighed before pushing himself from the couch and from Olivia's touch, "Come on, we need to get back to the FBI and work out what Loeb wants from you and this thing." Peter walked away from Olivia, leaving her sitting on her own in the dark, he hadn't turned the lights on when he entered her office. Olivia sat in the dark for a moment, trying to think back to a time that she might have used her abilities, a time when she could actually prove that whatever Walter was saying was true, but she couldn't and it only frustrated her more because she was almost useless to solve the light box riddle.

Finally stepping out into the lab Olivia noticed that Walter was off to the side of the lab, muttering and puttering about on his own while Peter and Astrid sat together at a desk, the light box sitting closed in front of them. Peter had his hand on his forehead, leaning towards Astrid as if trying to listen to whatever she had talk about, but Astrid dropped her head suddenly as if annoyed about something. The frustration was starting to get to all of them, it was not like them to take orders from a criminal but now they had no choice and it was getting harder and harder to keep going. Coming over to their side, Olivia looked over Astrid's shoulder, her brow furrowing, "What are you doing…?"

"All you need to do is turn off the lights Olivia…its very simple, turn them off and I will tell you what comes next…I will tell you everything. That was the deal…" Loeb leaned back in his chair, watching Olivia from the other side of the desk. They had done this routine so many times within the last four days that it was getting tiring, the constant backwards and forwards of conversation, the witty remarks and the constant stepping backwards instead of forward in the case, it was beginning to grate on Olivia's last nerve. "Ok Loeb, you want me to turn off the light? So be it." She turned slowly towards the one-way window behind her before nodding and then turning back towards Loeb.

There was silence for a few minutes before the door to the interrogation room opened up and Peter walked in, carrying a small table and the light box. He glanced at Loeb before shooting a lingering glance to Olivia before moving off to the side of the room, leaning and against the door and crossing his arms. Nothing was spoken within the group, there as no noise, just the sound of three people breathing. Olivia looked from Loeb to the box, blinking a few times before leaning over and concentrating on the box in front of her. All it too was a few minutes before the lights flickered, shutting off one by one.

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