There's Always a Trace

Chapter 4

"Peter..." the name escaped her lips as she fell to the floor, clutching her chest. Her heart beat hard, her breath fast and shallow.

Olivia scrambled to get up and fumbled through her jacket pockets to get her phone.

"Oliv-Olivia, get here now."

Twenty minutes later Olivia threw the door open to find her alternate on the other side. She gripped her by the collar pulling her inside and shoving her against the table by the door.

"Who is Peter Bishop?" Olivia growled at her.

"Olivia, what're you-"

She shoved her harder, "Who is he? You know. You said his name the other day. Who is he?" Olivia knocked her against the table again hard.

"Olivia stop," Liv moved quickly to hit her arm away and turned her so her back was to her, arm twisted as if she was going to cuff her. She leaned forward to whisper in her alternate's ear, "Olivia calm down."

Olivia took a deep breath that quickly turned from heated to jagged and tears spilled onto her cheeks. She collapsed to the floor as sobs erupted through her, Olivia barely catching her before her head hit as she fainted...

Olivia opened her eyes slowly. They felt dry and heavy. As the blur in her vision dissipated she could see her alternate at her bedside.

This confused her. Why would she be here?

Olivia began to sit up but her arm was stuck. She looked to see her left arm handcuffed to the headboard.

Olivia blinked frantically, "What's going on?"

Liv sat cool and calm, emotionless, with her legs crossed and her arms crossed on her chest, "Are you going to throw me against a wall again?"

"Wh-what are you talking about?"

"Last night. Do you remember any of what you were saying?" Olivia thought but her head just hurt. What happened last night? "Olivia, do you remember what you asked me? Do you remember Peter Bishop?"

Olivia blinked again and shook her head, "No... No I don't remember anything."