I don't own any of characters or the theme song. This is my first fanfic, its a story/episode so enjoy. :P
Peter! Over Here! I found him! Walter shouted to the FBI agents. He ran to Peter's lifeless body in the wet soggy forest. Walter never ran so fast like he did that night. But the thought of Peter dead, frightened him. The closer Walter ran to Peter he starts to notice another body lying next to Peter. It was Olivia.
Walter finally reached to both to them with tears in his eyes. He felt for a pulse.
Thank God. He says under his breath. He went to Olivia and got the same results. They are alive! Walter shouted. Broyles and Astrid reach to Walter and Broyles calls for backup.
A couple of minutes later a helicopter landed a few feet from where Walter and the other agents were. The medics rushed to Olivia and Peter and brought them on the helicopter.
During the helicopter ride, Walter was watching the unconscious body of a man he adopted as his own. Peter began to open his eyes.
Peter? Walter said. Walter? Peter answered. You did it, my boy. You rescued her and brought her back. Hang in there, son. Walter replied.
Peter turns his head only so slightly and looks at an unconscious Olivia. She had dried blood from a gash on her forehead. Her neck was in a neck brace and even though she looks bruised and battered, Peter thought she looked so peaceful in her sleep.
He reaches for her hand and grabs it. It was then that Peter was losing consciousness.
An alarm went off in the helicopter. We are losing him! screamed the paramedic. We need to get to the hospital fast!
Another alarm goes off. The woman's pressure is dropping, we losing both of them!
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The medics burst through the hospital doors. We have a male named Peter Bishop, early thirties, with internal bleeding and brain hemorrhage. His pressure is dropping.
Do we know how he received his injuries, replied the surgeon. No the FBI will not give us any information, said the medic.
Another group of medics rushed through the hospitals doors. One of the medics is on top of Olivia performing CPR. We have a female named Olivia Dunham, early thirties; she has a few broken ribs and is in cardiac arrest. We can't find a pulse.
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Olivia carefully opens her eyes because of the blinding lights. She looks around and sees that she is on an operating table. She notices she is the only one in the room.
She starts to get up wearing only her hospital gown that covers her naked body.
Hello! Is anybody here? But nobody replies to her call. She continues to yell in the empty hospital corridor as she walks. She notices that the hospital floor is completely uninhabited. She goes behind the desk and tries to use the phone, but gets no dial tone.
What is going on here? She walks and checks each room.
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Beep. We lost his pulse. Bring me the paddles. Clear. Peter's body jumps as the electricity courses through his body.
Beep. Try again. Clear!
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Peter? Wake up, son. Peter eyes began to open and see the blinding light. He dressed in a hospital gown, naked underneath; he is alone in an operating room. He looks toward the door and sees a woman with long dark curly hair pass his door.
Hey! He runs out the room and the woman disappears. Then he hears a familiar voice.
Hello? Anybody! Olivia yells. Olivia? Peter replies. Peter? Olivia says. They walk up to each other and hug. They smiled because they were reunited again after crossing over from the other side.
They began to walk toward the window at the end of the hallway. They see a clear blue sky, parked cars, a few buildings connected to the hospital but no people.
Where are we? questioned Peter.
Fringe Theme song plays.