Sorry guys this fic kinda took a backburner to my assignments I have due this week but here is the new chapter…FINALLY! Thank you to everyone who continues to review, you all make my day and I love you all :D I would like make a special mention to charlottesaspen because your review was amazing, I am glad that you feel that way because I always worry about how the fics turn out! :D Also to those who are still alerting this fic, that is so good! I really want to break 200 review for this fic with 3 more chapters to go so please…keep it up! :D

This one is a little longer this time around because of the delay 3535 word to be exact! Enjoy :D

Just a note, the next chapter won't be up for a week or so, I have a huge paper to write for 45% of my final grade so I kinda need to do it or else I fail the subject Sorry!

Reference: Peter holding the car door open for Olivia (Night Of Desirable Objects), "…get lucky…" (The Day we Died)

Chapter 38 – Lunch and Massages

Looking back on the scene in front of her, Olivia noticed that Peter was now holding a small child with sandy hair close to his chest, he assumed Ella, whispering in her ear and pulling back to see them both laugh before she jumped from his arms and started to run from him, poking her tongue out at him as she reached the swings, trying to reach up high enough to get in herself, although Peter was on the ball, racing up to Ella and lifting her up to the wing, making sure she was buckled in before gently swinging her forward her laughter resinating through the play ground. Tugging on her pants caught her attention and Olivia looked down to find that Ella was actually standing by her side, Rachel not far from them.

"Aunt Liv, can I go and play with Uncle Peter and my cousin…I want to play…" With a small nod Olivia watched as Ella ran off towards Peter and the child, her mind unable to come to terms with what Ella had just said. "They look so happy Liv, don't they? Told you he would make a great father…" Rachel's voice caught her attention and she looked towards her, noticing that she was just staring straight at the scene in front of her. "You are a wonderful mother-"

Olivia's eyes opened suddenly to find that Peter was staring down at her, a small smile on his face. "I'm sorry I woke you baby, I was just reaching for the remote, you keep knocking it in your sleep and it was about to fall off the bed…" He reached over the side of her and pulled the bed remote from the edge of the bed, Olivia nodding blankly as she took in her surroundings, remembering where she was and why she was there. It had been a dream, an amazing dream, one she wished she didn't have to be woken up from. Looking back over to Peter, she reached for his hand and placed a kiss on his palm, staring into his eyes before she sat up slowly, crossing her legs and motioning for Peter to sit across from her. She just wanted to talk, to hear his voice.

They spoke about many things, what had happened with the bomb, what had happened to Charlie and Broyles. He told her jokes and stories of what Walter was like when she wasn't around. She had asked him to talk to her, just to relax and that was what he was doing, anything she wanted to know, he was telling her, making her smile and making her laugh. Considering everything, she was happy and he was making her happy.

They had been talking for so long that neither Peter nor Olivia heard when the door to her room was opened and closed. Peter had migrated himself to the bed, sitting with one leg under his backside while the other hung over the side, he was sitting face to face with Olivia who had her legs crossed, they felt as though they were back in high school, just being kids again and having a little bit of fun. "Dunham, Bishop…" Broyles voice brought them out of their conversation and laughter, Peter spinning around to find Broyles standing with his arms by his side, but a small smile playing on his face.

"Sir…" Olivia stretched out her legs, crossing her arms across her chest, she tried to be as formal as possible in the situation she was in but it was still strange to have her boss staring down at her while she lay in a bed wearing a flimsy hospital gown. "Sorry to interrupt but I thought I would let you know we interviewed Loeb after the bomb was stopped. I thought you would like to know what happened…" He watched as Olivia sat up a little straighter, her attention fully on Broyles by that stage. "When we went to see Leob, he knew something was wrong, he knew that the bomb didn't go off. He didn't give anything away though the while interview, never really showing any emotion although we were able to determine who he was working for…"

Olivia scrunched up her face, interested as to why he would have told them that. "He named Jones as the brains behind it all. He said that Jones used to work with William Bell at Massive Dynamic and had the original records from the cortexiphan trials. Don't worry Dunham, we have made sure that the German authorities have a very close eye on him. We also have Loeb in holding, I assumed you would like to speak to him…" Broyles watched as Olivia nodded quickly, he knew that she would go and see him anyway and so the best way of having that conversation would be to have it done in an investigation room, under his watchful eye. "Thank you sir. I would much appreciate that." Olivia smiled gently towards her boss who just nodded back, "Thought you would want closer."

He moved towards the door slowly, only turning back before opening it, "Get some rest Agent, tomorrow we will discuss Loeb." He left the room moments later, not bothering to wait for the argument that was no doubt seconds from falling from Olivia's lips. "See…" Peter moved from the chair he was sitting on, back to the bed, reaching for Olivia's hand, "…even Broyles think's you need some sleep, now…" he gently pushed Olivia backwards until her back was resting against the pillow and bed, "…close those eyes of yours and get some sleep. If only for a few hours, you need the rest…" Before she was able to speak or to argue at all Peter placed a gently kiss on her lips, silencing her before she began. "I'm going to go and speak to Astrid, I'll be back…" Moving away from the bed, Peter closed the light before leaving the room, intent on calling Astrid to get an update on his father.

Sighing back into her bed, Olivia let her eyes close and think back to the dream she was having before she was rudely awakened by Peter, although she was just happy to see his face again and know that he was still alive was the best thing she could have hoped for. But she liked her dream and if she was being truthful with herself children with Peter was definitely something she wanted in the future, a family with him, their child and even Walter, as much as some days she would love to say she didn't know the man, she also knew that her life would not be what it was, she would not have gotten to know Peter after all those years without him and she also knew that she couldn't imagine her life without Walter in it. Letting out another sigh, Olivia let her eyes slip closed at the thought of a child in her arms and Peter not to far away.

Finally! That was all she could think when the nurse stopped by her room to let her know that she was able to go home when Peter arrived again the next morning. All her tests had come back fine and although the doctors were still unsure of how Olivia actually awoke from her coma so quickly they had just let her go with pain killers for the head aches they said might occur and strict instructions to not over exhort herself for a week or so and if anything out of the ordinary began happening to check herself right back into the hospital.

And so here she was, sitting on the edge of her bed waiting for Peter to arrive back from his home where he had no doubt showered and changed, Olivia almost forcing him to leave her room and go home for a shower, he really was starting to smell, or so she told him just to annoy him and make him leave. But now she was anxious, he had been gone for almost three hours, and she wished him to come back so she could leave the hospital, get back to her own home with her own clothes and bathroom but she also wanted to get back to the FBI building and speak to Loeb, she needed to talk to him and find out as much as she could from him.

Anyone who knew Olivia, knew that she wasn't the sort of person who did well with waiting, preferring to do things now instead of later and so waiting for Peter was becoming almost unbearable. She had positioned herself at the side of the bed, her legs hanging off the side, swinging impatiently, her hands fidgeting nervously, where was he? Just as she was about to reach for her phone, Olivia's room door opened and Peter entered looking fresh faced and somewhat shaven, which Olivia was not overly happy about. "Hey, sorry I took so long, Walter and I had a bit of a chat before I left. I also spoke to your doctor as I was coming in…" He leaned down and placed a kiss on her lips, dropping the duffle bag he was carrying on the floor, "…and he said that now that I can take you home, someone needs to be with you for the next week or so, just to keep and eye on you…so you will be shacking up with me and Walter for the week." He reached for her hands and raised her from the bed to her feet, holding her close, "Come on sweetheart, lets get you home and…" he placed his nose against her head and sniffed, pulling away jokingly, "…and clean, you really need your hair washed."

Olivia pushed him away with a laugh, reaching for the bag at his feet before he could, knowing that her clothes were waiting for her inside and once she was changed she could walk out those hospital doors and not come back. Moments later Olivia had changed her clothes and was reaching for Peter's hand as they walked from the room towards the SUV waiting for her outside. "Who said you could drive my car?" She raised her eyebrow at him when she noticed her car sitting in the parking lot, looking towards him she waited for a reply. "Well sweetheart, I was told that you are not allowed to drive and you know how much I love my father's old Vista, I thought your SUV would be a lot more manly." She spoke as he reached for the passenger door, pulling it open for Olivia to get in, rolling her eyes as she slid into the seat gently, her muscles still a little sore, some things were a little difficult.

"Let's go home Bishop." She pulled the door shut watching as he laughed at her, going to the drivers side of the car and got in. It was only moments down the road that Olivia had her eyes closed and her breathing evened out, she would never admit how much walking from the room to the car had actually taken out of her and Peter wasn't one to ask. Pulling up at his drive way less than twenty minutes later, Peter leaned over and placed a kiss on Olivia's forehead, hoping to wake her with scaring her, "Livia, we are here…come on, you gotta get up." Getting out of the car, Peter made sure to help Olivia to the front door, not making a fuss about helping her but just walking with his arm around her waist, she appreciated the gesture. Kicking open the door, Peter let Olivia in first, only to feel her stagger against him.

"Liv?" he looked back at her as he shut the door, finally finding a small figure attached to her, "Ella? What are you doing here?" There wasn't even a point to the question, Olivia had already pulled Ella into her arms and was holding her close, both aunt and niece hugging like they hadn't seen each other in years. "Oh Ella. How are you baby?" Olivia held Ella for a few more moments, not even bothering to look around and see Rachel, Astrid and Walter coming from the kitchen smiling. "Welcome home Liv!" Rachel laughed as she went to her sisters side, joining in the hug, both understanding the need to know that Olivia was ok. "Aunt Liv, mum said you were sick…are you ok now?" Ella looked over Olivia's face with childish innocence and interest, only really understanding boo-boos.

Olivia's smile grew and she nodded, "Yes baby girl, I'm ok now. I promise." Ella nodded but stopped, her face becoming serious suddenly, "Did Uncle Peter kiss you boo-boo better?" her question was filled with conviction, her age meaning she truly believed that was how people got better. In her eyes it was a serious question that demanded a serious answer and so Olivia treated it as such, "Yeah, Peter kiss my boo-boo and now I am much better…why don't you go and thank him…" She placed the two year old on the floor and watched as she ran to Peter's legs, encasing them in a hug, words dripping from her mouth quicker than her mind could probably keep up with the thought, "Thank you, thank you, thank you, thank you…" Peter laughed before pulling the child into his arms and placing a kiss on her cheek, "You are more than welcome." Ella's grin widened as she stared at Peter, she was clearly smitten with him.

"Come on, let's let Aunt Liv get settled and we can have some lunch." Rachel led Olivia to the lounge room where they had set up a table with five chairs and a high chair for Ella. "Walter has made us lunch so come and sit…" Peter glanced over to Astrid quickly at Rachel's voice, worried about what his father had actually done to the food but a smile from her was enough to curb his worries as he held out Olivia's seat for her before sitting down himself, eagerly awaiting the food as his stomach began to grumble slightly. Lunch was eventually served with not much embarrassment from Walter and a fairly pleasant conversation between the adults.

The group had migrated towards the couch on the other side of the lounge room where wine was served, none for Olivia much to her displeasure, but the conversations continued, a good catch up between Peter, Olivia, Rachel and Astrid who hadn't really spent time as a group of four for a long time. They spoke about their time away from each other, what they had done and seen, changes in their lives, questions about what Charlie was up to and finding out that he requested a few days off to be with his family, his near death experience showing him he needed to spend more time with them. Astrid had mentioned that he would probably come passed later that night to check on Olivia and apologized for not being there during the day.

Ella and Walter had joined in the conversation not to long ago, although Ella was just sitting on Olivia's lap, playing with her hands and her shirt at the adults spoke, but it wasn't until Peter noticed that Olivia's head started to rock to the side gently during conversation that he realised that she was giving in to the sleep she had been fighting for the last few hours and considering it was now almost four in the afternoon and the doctor had told her she needed to rest, Peter knew it was time for her to go to bed. "And I think that is where Olivia gets off." He rose from his seat and pulled Ella from her aunt's lap, placing her with her mother before reaching for Olivia's hands. "Say good night Olivia…" he was speaking to her as though she was a child and if she didn't know that he was just screwing around she would have been angry.

"We should head off as well Liv. Let you get some rest and all that. Be safe…" Rachel reached for her sister and pulled her into a hug, Ella joining in, annoyed at not having the attention on her for that moment in time. "Thank you all so much for being here, it means a lot to me." Olivia and Peter walked Rachel and Ella to the door, knowing that Astrid had opted to stay and spend time with Walter, which she secretly actually enjoyed doing, it would also give Peter time to spend time with Olivia, just the two of them with no interruption. "Walter be good with Astrid, she doesn't have to spend time with you but is so…" Peter was about to make sure that Walter knew his place but Astrid spoke up.

"Don't worry Peter, Walter owes me another game of Monopoly and so I intend to collect." She smiled and pulled Walter away from Olivia and Peter, bringing him to the back room here the Monopoly board had found a permanent home. Reaching for Olivia's hand, Peter led her to the stairs, then to the ensuite bathroom, but not before grabbing a change of clothes for her from his room. "Come on, lets get you into the shower and your hair washed so you feel a little better…" Olivia watched as he began removing an article of her clothing, piece by piece until she stood in her underwear, waiting for the hot water to start to run through the showerhead. Once it did, Olivia removed the last pieces of her clothing before stepping into the shower, only to find Peter had started to remove his clothing seconds later.

She honestly didn't expect anything to happen as he entered the shower completely naked, his hands pulling at her waist and bringing her to him, her hands resting on his chest and he placed his forehead onto hers, closing his eyes and letting the water run over both their bodies. "God I am so happy you are ok baby. You have no idea how scared I was…" his words were soft, quiet, nothing more than a whisper but she could feel the emotion behind them, she knew how scared he was because she could see it in his eyes. "It's ok Peter, I'm here, I promise you I am ok…" she ran her hands over his face, the water rippling over her fingers, streaming down her arms. It was an amazing feeling to be in his arms like that again, somewhere she wished she never had to leave.

Peter wanted to kiss her, wanted to make love to her but the doctor had said not to do any strenuous activity and so he had to restrain himself, although knowing that she was probably still hurting was enough to hold his wants at bay. Turning her slowly, Peter reached for the shampoo he had sitting at the side of the shower, before squirting a small amount in his hands and massaging it through Olivia's hair, letting it run down her neck, her stomach, her long legs before it pooled around her feet and spread throughout the water. "Mmm Peter that feels so good…" Olivia had dropped her head forward, savouring the feeling of him massaging the shampoo through her hair, rinsing it out only to repeat it once more. He was going to put her to sleep right there in the shower, until the water stopped running and a fluffy towel surrounded her body.

She finally opened her eyes to see Peter leaving the shower stall, taking her hand with him and bringing her into the warmth of the steamy bathroom rubbing her down and drying her off. "Come on, you look exhausted, you need some rest." He placed her in one of his old shirt, long enough to cover her completely and also to keep her somewhat warm during the sleep. Finding the bed was easy, lying down was just as easy but as soon as Peter placed a gently kiss on her lips, Olivia was lost in a battle. Should she continue the kiss, wanting more or should she let her body rest, recover and wait for another day.

Her decision was made for her when Peter pulled away looking back into her eyes and smiling, "Doc said you had to rest, nothing that would over exhort yourself…that would be over exhorting yourself…" He knew where her mind was going and for the first time in a long time he had to be the grown up and say no, but he really didn't want to say no. Olivia only smiled, pulling his waist until his hips made contact with hers and she smiled seductively. "Are you trying to get luck Miss Dunham?" He raised and eyebrow waiting for her answer, "If I was would you deny the right? Come on Peter…you will just have to do all the work…" She leaned up and nipped at his bottom lip, causing him to lose himself completely in her and within moments they were lost in a tangle of bed sheets, moans, sweet and slow motions that brought them both over the edge a little later than usual.

Please review! :D Just a note, the next chapter won't be up for a week or so, I have a huge paper to write for 45% of my final grade so I kinda need to do it or else I fail the subject Sorry!