This popped into my head last night.

Inspired by the events of "Bad Dreams" and Wolfa Moon's excellent story "To Be A Pair."

Unbetaed. All mistakes are mine.

I do not own anything to do with Fringe. I just obsess a great deal over it.

Dedicated to Wolfa Moon. I hope she sticks around in this fandom. :)

Activated

Olivia Dunham paused after she pushed the yellow push pin into Southborough, Massachusetts along the Masssachusetts Turnpike. She'd been experiencing the same strange smells and feelings for at least an hour now and she did not have a clue as to why.

Salt water. A lot of it. Sand. Mold. And freshly cooked pancakes. One at a time, and altogether. How strange indeed.

She really didn't have time to concentrate on these new smells and their accompanying sensations, they had to find Jones, and fast! The Bureau had to strike him down so Dr. William Bell could be protected.

And just how ironic was that? Protect the monster who hurt her in her childhood!

Olivia picked up a red push pin and studied the map of the Northeastern United States. The heady aroma of fresh pancakes assaulted her head again. She stuck her head out the Command Room door to see if any agent had pancakes. She didn't think they did. Olivia put the push pin back into its box and sighed.

Wrapping her arms around herself Olivia closed her eyes and succumbed to the onslaught of smells and the particular emotions surrounding them. It was useless to fight it.

Remembrance. Bittersweet remembrance. Love. Loss. Whose emotions were these? Why these smells?

But Olivia knew. She'd been in denial ever since it started happening after she'd spoken with Nick Lane. She knew she was a receiver to some. Nick Lane, for one. Although not Nick since he'd been put into a protective coma. But now the events were happening more frequently. And suddenly she realized where all the foreign smells and attached emotions were coming from. Peter. Lately, whenever she felt as though Peter was physically far from her this would happen. She didn't understand why but she was sure Walter and Dr. Bell had something to do with it.

It wasn't a bad thing, to 'receive' Peter this way, Olivia thought to herself, Just new.

She looked back to the map and wondered when she would tell him about it, and what he would say in reply. Right now, there was no urgency to address it. Getting a quick 'read' on Peter, she sensed he was OK and not in any present danger. She laughed a little to herself at how she was able to feel it.

Olivia lifted another red push pin from the box. Regretfully, she knew she had to push all thoughts and sensations of Peter Bishop to the side of her consciousness, and work on the pattern of the occurrences, in order to capture David Robert Jones. The bastard was looking for a way into another world.

Agent Dunham knew she'd do everything she could to bring him to justice in this one.