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Showing posts with label Olivia. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Olivia. Show all posts
The Story Never Ends -Fringe
She's woken that morning by an overly-energetic four-year-old jumping up and down on the bed. It's got to be very early, because it's just beginning to get light outside, and she wonders for the hundredth time how on earth Etta does it. Yes, Olivia's a morning person too, but not like Etta is. Swiping her hand across her face, she reaches over to Peter's half of the bed, and is mildly surprised to find it empty - he is most definitely not a morning person, so for him to be voluntarily up this early… it's odd. She isn't given a chance to dwell on that thought, though, as her tousle-headed little girl plops down beside her on the bed.
Today, Etta is chattering happily about maybe having waffles for breakfast, and, "Momma, can we go to the park?" followed by a confusing story about the neighbor's dog, and Olivia can't keep up, not at this hour, not before a cup of coffee.
So she simply smiles and nods and, after Etta pauses to take a breath, tries to direct her daughter's attention elsewhere.
"Etta, honey, why don't you ask Daddy to make you some breakfast?"
The Sum of One and One is Everything: Masterpost -Fringe
Summary: A collection of scenes from Peter and Olivia's perspectives, centered around their daughter, starting with her birth.
Rating: PG
Word count: ~13,000
Warnings: Spoilers through Fringe Season 5, Episode 8.
Rating: PG
Word count: ~13,000
Warnings: Spoilers through Fringe Season 5, Episode 8.
A New Favorite Color -Fringe
It's a beautiful morning, just a week before their wedding day, and she's flipping through some paperwork in the office in the back of the lab while she waits for the Bishops to arrive at work, since their current living arrangements require someone to pick Walter up each morning. She is just finishing the last of this month's inventory reports when he barges in and throws himself down onto the chair across from her, clearly extremely agitated by something. She looks up as he makes his entrance, and immediately jumps to the conclusion that something terrible has happened, though she hasn't gotten a call from Broyles yet.
"What is it? What's happened?"
"What's happened? Walter is what's happened. I mean, I know he's crazy, but this? How can he possibly believe this is a good idea?"
The Greatest of These is Love -Fringe
"Take my hand, and lead me to salvation; Take my love, for love is everlasting; And remember the truth that once was spoken: To love another person is to see the face of God."
- Finale - Les Miserables
"I believe you could not be fully erased because the people who care about you would not let you go, and you would not let them go. I believe you call it 'love.'"
- September - A Short Story About Love
*****
Their love has always defied the odds. It has traversed universes, weathered the ultimate betrayal, survived when it shouldn't have ever existed in the first place. And tonight, as cold rain pours down and the strength of that love is tested one more time, it proves its power yet again. Love is what brings her there to fight for him, and that same love brings him back to her, as it always has.
And as he collapses into her arms, simultaneously filled with love and sorrow and peace, he revels in the feelings, in the paradoxical emotions that flood his soul. His eyes fill with tears as he realizes what he almost lost, what he would have lost if she had not saved him. Without her, he would have lost her and lost Etta, and he knows now that holding on to the love they share, to the memories of what they had and the hope of what might be, is more important than anything else. His family is everything to him, and he can't believe that he almost allowed himself to lose sight of why that is, to forget that it is love that holds them together.
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