Chasing Ghosts
Written by: Addie Price
Summary: 'She doesn't remember. And she isn't sure she wants to anymore.' Peter and Olivia are chasing the ghosts of a life they once had. Sequel to Breaking Point.
Words: 1,738
Note: A HUGE thanks goes out to Amy, Anonymous and TheNaggingCube for reviewing last chapter! Thank you guys so much for your support!

And a special note for TheNaggingCube, who helped me get back to writing this story. This chapter's for you!

Rated T for brief language and my own paranoia.
Disclaimer:FRINGE is the property of FOX Broadcasting Company and its associates. I am in no way affiliated with FOX nor do I own any of the characters depicted in this story.

"If you can dream a better world, you can make a better world."
"Or perhaps travel between them."
- Walter and Peter Bishop

This was a bad idea. This was a horrible, awful, terrible idea. But they had no other choice. Peter was convinced of that; it was either cross over to the Other Side or never see his Olivia again.

And he has to see Olivia again. Unbroken. So they could be together.

So he could be whole.

A week has passed since Walter made the suggestion that they cross to the Other Side. Olivia's condition hadn't changed one bit: she still needed a cane, the scratches on her face and arms and back were still as fresh as ever and her limp seemed to be worsening instead of improving. Which, it shouldn't be improving, according to Walter.

But it was never said that her condition would be getting worse.

Astrid and Lincoln had been assigned with keeping a close eye on Olivia while the Bishops and William worked to figure out a way to safely cross over.

Eventually, they put together a device that could open a gateway into the Other Side, though there were still repercussions from their crossing over. And while Peter was afraid for those repercussions, he didn't care. He would do anything to get Olivia back.

She once crossed universes for him; he wouldn't hesitate to cross universes for her.

So once the machine is up and running, Peter stands in front of it, wondering what they'll encounter on the other side, one question prominently forward on his mind.

Would he see his son? Or Henry's mother?

He didn't know what he would do in either case; he hoped that he wouldn't have to face either of them.

Walter comes up beside him, placing a hand on his son's shoulder. "Are you sure you're ready for this, Peter? You know what is going to be over there."

Walter doesn't know about his grandson yet, but it didn't matter; he does know about Fauxlivia and Peter's … relationship with her. He knows how tough it is to face your past head on, to own up to your mistakes.

He knows how torn up Peter is about this.

Peter nods, steeling himself as he turns to look at his father. "I don't have any other choice, now do I, Walter?"

The old man's head drops at his son's words. He wants so badly to help his son, but knows there's nothing he can do. This cross is Peter's alone to bear.

The doorway sits before him, cold and intimidating. It's a crude recreation of the gate that now sits at the bottom of Reiden Lake, lacking the finesse of the earlier model that Walter used, as they worked quickly to construct the device.

They had to retrieve Olivia's memories as soon as possible. Now.

He just wants her back.

He will be Crossing Over to the Other Side, along with Lincoln and William. Walter and Astrid will remain on This Side to monitor their Crossing and Return.

Walter comes up beside Peter, placing a hand on his shoulder and turning his son towards him. "Are you ready, son?"

Peter nods heavily. "As ready as I'll ever be."

Walter's hands find their way to Peter's face, holding his son's head between them. Tears well up in the doctor's eyes and his lower lip begins to quiver. "Please come home, son. I've come too close to losing you too many times. I can't lose you again, son. I can't lose you."

Peter smiles weakly at him, pulling his father in for a quick hug. "Don't worry, Walter. There's too much here that I love for me not to come back."

They break apart and Walter claps him twice on the shoulder before turning away from him to keep the tears from streaming down his face. He knows that this is a suicide mission, that there is a strong possibility that not all of them will make it home, if any of them do.

The doctor wipes at his eyes before double-checking the Doorway, ensuring that at least their crossing would be safe.

Lincoln walks up to Peter, handing the other man a gun. "Here."

Peter looks between the gun and the agent, surprised. "You're giving me a gun?"

Lincoln nods. "Astrid tells me that you're a pretty good shot and we can use all the firepower we can get over there. And there's no way I'm giving Bell one."

Peter laughs and takes the weapon. "Fair enough." He looks over to Walter and Astrid, standing at the control center for the Doorway. "Walter, Astrid, are we ready?"

Astrid nods, pressing a button. Behind Lincoln and Peter, the doorway hums to life, a blue-tinted window showing the Alternate World, a zeppelin flying over New York City, the Twin Towers standing proudly by the bay. Peter looks through the doorway and takes a deep breath, refusing to look back as he steps from his World and into another.

Peter knows they were lucky to find a soft spot in Central Park. The Orpheum that Olivia and Walter used to Cross Over the last time had been ambered, according to Olivia's memories. They knew of some other soft spots around Boston and outside of New York, but they wouldn't be able to travel very far without Show-Me's.

And their ride would be in Manhatan.

They were very lucky that they managed to find a place to Cross Over in a secluded section of Central Park.

Unfortunately, their luck only extended so far. As Peter steps through the doorway, he realizes that this part of Central Park on This Side isn't as secluded as it was on Their's. The sudden appearance of three men, stepping out of thin air, startling a young couple tucked away nearby. The woman screams, grabbing onto her boyfriend as they scramble to their feet, backing away from the three men.

William sighs, as if this is only a slight annoyance and inconvenience, and raises his arm, a gun that isn't supposed to be there in his hand. He fires two quick shots at the couple, watching calmly as they collapse to the ground.

"What the hell?" Lincoln yells, running forward and dropping to his knees next to the couple, checking for pulses.

"Oh, relax, young man. They're just unconscious. It was only a tranquilizer gun."

Lincoln stands, wheeling around to look at him, his eyes dark as he storms up to William. "You're not supposed to have a gun at all."

William chuckles, tucking the weapon into the waistband of his jeans at the small of his back. "I knew you would think that, Agent, which is why I didn't tell you about the tranquilizer gun. And besides, what you would have done with the couple? Let them report us to the Fringe Division and have out plan stopped before it had even begun? Now we will have a chance to get to Liberty Island and retrieve Olivia's memories."

Lincoln huffs, unable to argue with Bell's logic.

"You gentleman have a fine plan, but you didn't plan for the little contingencies such as this. I hope you don't mind that I have."

"We should get a move on," Peter says with a sigh, pushing between them. "They'll have detected our Crossing by now and they'll be here soon."

Lincoln nods in agreement, giving William one last dark look before following Peter out of the Park. "Are you sure you know where to find this cab driver?"

"Well, I know where he should be."

"Alright, let's go."

"What'd Astrid say about the Fringe event?"

Olivia flicks her red air over her shoulder, checking the information on her tablet. "Class 4 Fringe event in Central Park. She believes that a hole between the universes was opened."

Lincoln sighs, locking a magazine into his gun. "Jesus. Do you think they Crossed?"

"Who? Peter and the Other Olivia? Why would they have a reason to Cross?"

Lincoln reaches over, placing a hand on her knee. "What if they've come for Henry?"

Olivia's eyes meet his, panic and anger in them. "If they think they can steal Henry from me, they've got another thing coming. Their Walter started a war by stealing Peter from Our Universe. If they're stupid enough to do that again, then I swear, I will destroy Their Universe."

The truck rolls to a stop and Lincoln stands to open the door. "Alright, people, we've got a Class 4 Fringe event! I want Air Quality and geological reports, stat! Let's move!"

Olivia cocks her gun as Lincoln pulls the door open, knowing that if those bastards came here to steal her son, she would kill every single one of them.