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Fringe Fic: Home - tranquility... best achieved in chaos
phrenitis
phrenitis
Fringe Fic: Home
Title: Home
Rating: PG
Category: Olivia/Head!Peter
Spoilers: Season Three, The Plateau
Disclaimer: Owned by others.
Author's Note: Honestly, what is wrong with me? These pairings! It's a loose fic tie to This Side, but can be read as a standalone.

==

“The old thin ache you thought that you’d forgotten –
More smoke, admittedly, than flame;
Less tears than rain. And the whole business
Neither here nor there, and therefore home.”
-- Bernard O’Donoghue, ‘Westering Home’


==

Sometimes, it’s almost a pity that she’ll have to leave. There is less doubt, more success, like she’s supposed to be here, like maybe this is really the right universe after all.

Charlie picks her up in the morning, coffee ready. It’s with cream, the way the other Olivia takes it, and she sees Peter in the back seat waiting patiently.

“Thank you, Charlie,” she says.

==

She knows Walter knows, is responsible, and she tries not to dwell on the differences wrought by universes and circumstances. He is a father figure, a benevolent visionary, and on this she disagrees. The other feelings are wrong.

Peter stands behind her, warmth and strength against her back as she is questioned, debriefed. Rarely does she sense that Walter suspects – only Broyles watches closely. She is both of them now, better on all counts, maybe a little crazy too, and she is careful to never ever slip.

“Time to go home,” Peter reminds her.

She watches as the blood is drawn – three vials, small and red. It reminds her of bullets, but the memory isn’t hers. “Home,” she says, tastes the word.

Broyles looks up and gives a nod. “See you tomorrow.”

==

Her aim is spectacular, the other Olivia correcting stance and pressure almost unnoticed. She wonders if she can bring this back with her, a souvenir.

Lincoln congratulates her, a hearty punch to her shoulder, and their lengthy history together floods her mind. The moment turns bittersweet, but Lincoln is already turning away, running off excited about something.

“To the bar!” he calls back to her.

Later, when she’s a few drinks in, bright lights and music spinning her senses, Peter stops her before she takes the fourth, or maybe it’s the fifth shot. She looks at their hands clenched together around the glass, and anger boils up, desperation. She throws the glass at the far wall, liquid and shattered remains running to the floor.

“Alright!” Lincoln cheers, then does likewise, the sharp crash of the glass a reminder.

“It was a good day,” she says to both of them.

==

In bed, she waits for Frank.

Peter rests beside her and she turns into him, wanting to be held. It’s in her head, she knows, but his chest is beneath her hand – heat and muscle, the steady beat of his heart – daring her to say otherwise.

“Maybe I’m supposed to be here.” She states it as fact.

His fingers run through her hair, soft strokes against her head, her neck, and she thinks about them on the other side. She wonders if Peter will follow her there.

“I’m not real, remember?” he says.

She shrugs. “Real is just a matter of perception.”

“Olivia?” Frank’s voice from the doorway makes her jump, and she looks up to see him watching her with concern. “Are you okay?”

“Fine.” She waves him to the bed, lets the other Olivia take over as she offers a smile. “I’ve been waiting for you.”

Peter leaves, the faint kiss to her neck already a memory.


-Fin

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Comments
peanutbutterer From: peanutbutterer Date: November 2nd, 2010 03:42 pm (UTC) (Link)
I like that it's as if she's both Olivias, flipping between them at will. In my head the Alt!Livia personality is involuntary and slips in sometimes, takes over - but the idea that it's something she chooses and utilizes is awesome.

Peter leaves, the faint kiss to her neck already a memory.

Haunting.

phrenitis From: phrenitis Date: November 2nd, 2010 04:12 pm (UTC) (Link)
Hee, thank you! I view this as episode five or seven or something - where Olivia has recognized that she's been brainwashed, and while Alt!Livia's personality may kick in involuntarily at times, our Olivia is learning that she can also use it to her advantage (thus the parallel to Alt!Livia in our universe). :)

Hmm, I've sort of just been playing around with the stories without too much thought, but now I'm actually wondering if I'm writing some sort of fic about parallels... LOL
ceruleantides From: ceruleantides Date: February 18th, 2011 05:53 pm (UTC) (Link)
This line: "It’s in her head, she knows, but his chest is beneath her hand – heat and muscle, the steady beat of his heart – daring her to say otherwise.", I'm not sure why I love it so, but I do.

I'm right at the point where she's not only seeing him, but that she's questioning and wondering and trying to get home. Seeing this and thinking that she's potentially missing out on things I never really thought about being important to her (success, lack of doubt), really puts everything in perspective. I didn't think of it as what she would lose, only what she would regain.

Also, "She is both of them now, better on all counts, maybe a little crazy too, and she is careful to never ever slip." *LOVES*

ETAx2 (omg.): Wrong icon, and messed up formatting.

Edited at 2011-02-18 05:55 pm (UTC)
phrenitis From: phrenitis Date: February 18th, 2011 06:04 pm (UTC) (Link)
In another post, peanutbutterer said something awesome - about how Olivia bonded more with the Peter in her head while on the Other Side than she ever did with the real Peter. That's completely the inspiration for this fic, this hesitancy that Olivia has, like she's not really sure which one is supposed to be home anymore.

This is a slight spoiler, so you might want to wait until you've seen a more of the S3 episodes, but...



It didn't really come across in the show, but I always found it strange how easily Olivia could just leave her mom. I'm like, your mom on the other side is dead! You don't kind of want to just a little bit maybe STAY ON THIS SIDE FOR AWHILE WITH HER or say goodbye or ANYTHING?
ceruleantides From: ceruleantides Date: February 18th, 2011 06:14 pm (UTC) (Link)
WOW. Yeah, she actually talks to HeadPeter, and she hadn't really had the chance to bond or form a relationship-relationship with him. I love that it's confusing, that she's torn.

And, LMAO, I had this all written out and I had the loss of her mother (yet the gaining of her sister and Ella, and obviously Peter) as one of the important things she'd lose. But I didn't think I was correct, and couldn't get it out properly.. But I was thinking that. And knowing it's not that hard for her to leave her mom is very strange. But she's also already greived for her mother on the other side, so maybe although she's happy to have the time with her, it's not as hard to lose her twice? <-- This is what I mean, I can't word things properly.
phrenitis From: phrenitis Date: February 18th, 2011 06:33 pm (UTC) (Link)
Exactly! And that's a good point - it's been awhile since she's had a mom, and she keeps losing people (John, Charlie), so I think there's a bit of a distance emotionally. It would also explain why she's not like, OMFG BEST FRIEND CHARLIE LOVE! on the Other Side, too.
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