JACKSONVILLE ANGST TIIIIIIME 😈😇 Maybe I enjoyed writing this chapter a little too much 😌
Story summary: An early season 2 P/O AU in which Peter and Olivia cross ‘that line’ a bit sooner than they do on the show. Goes (slightly) off canon after 2x05 Dream Logic. This is a slow burn, but with smooches. Follows most of season 2's storyline, although it starts deviating as their relationship changes.
There is something…off about that building.
Olivia knows it the moment she finds herself staring at its mismatched façade, soon confirmed by the horrific sight inside, most people within the structure having fused together. It goes beyond that, though.
The very air feels wrong.
She can’t quite explain it at first, only sense it, every hair on her body standing straight while her palms become clammy with cold sweat, instinctively on edge; triggered.
And then, Walter puts it into words.
“We are standing in two buildings. One of which comes from the alternate universe.”
This is a glimpse of what is to come, if Newton carries on with his plans. Universes colliding, the laws of physics breaking, people dying, their entire world collapsing.
A familiar claw tightens around Olivia’s chest at this realization, fueling the dread and guilt she’s been living with ever since she remembered her encounter with William Bell—too late, always too late. She was pulled to that other universe for it, nearly died as a result.
And yet, months later, she’s still playing catch up, unable to put an end to Newton’s scheme, their enemy always two steps ahead, forcing her to be purely reactive, all the while knowing this is just the beginning of the atrocities.
She’s queasy at the thought of how she spent her evening, so utterly oblivious to the disaster about to unfold in this place, too distracted by her personal life to think about the universal conflict going on—one she failed to prevent.
While she was busy letting herself be consumed by Peter, Newton was here, in New York, wreaking havoc.
Rationally, she knows there’s nothing she could have done to prevent it. Except that she could have, should have. She should have stopped him weeks ago, when she’d already chosen Peter over the war, the man’s smirk haunting her, as do his words.
Now I know how weak you are.
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Josh Jackson is alleged to have committed sa against a woman in nyc last year. I think it’s honestly gross how these men do this to women and take advantage of them. It blows my mind how men cannot seem to understand no means no.
https://x.com/thedunkcentral/status/1713933805692846539?s=46&t=RHgs00d8aqdbSkr-WUrOhQ
this is awful and disappointing but sadly not shocking. smh
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I can't watch the Fatal Attraction teaser because I'm afraid I will implode like a dying star if it hints even slightly that they're going to recreate either the elevator scene or the sink scene from the original movie, but with Joshua Jackson.
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Josh Jackson
Name: Josh Jackson
Nickname: Shush
Love Interest: Millie, Cora
Appearance: Dark hair, soft eyes, pale skin. Josh wears his school cheer uniform almost always. He looks like your typical cheer-boy.
Height: 5’7
History: Josh grew up with his twin sister Joey, the two have always been inseparable so when Joey gets a job with Jude and Ellie, he follows. What he didn’t expect was to find that he and Joey are dragged into a little relationship with both Cora and Millie, neither sibling needing one another but more than happy to share their dates.
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This chapter was supposed to feature the start of all the Jacksonville angst, but Peter and Olivia decided that nope, not yet, so you get "upcoming first date nerves" instead, with dorky banter, more softness, and possibly some smooching 😏
I made a reservation for tomorrow night, casual dress code. Pick you up at 7:30?
This text, received almost an hour ago, is responsible for Olivia tying up her hair and scrubbing the entirety of her kitchen within the next thirty minutes—stove and oven included.
Her sudden bout of cleanliness having passed as quickly as it’d flared up, she’s now standing in front of her wardrobe, glass of whiskey in hand, staring at her clothes with a glower. Everywhere she looks, all she sees are work shirts, dark trousers, and suit jackets.
Barely a hint of color in sight.
You stay fit. Stay focused and stay ready. I wore the blacks and grays. I blended in. But the call never came.
It never came.
She chases Nick Lane’s voice away the way she always does, whenever she’s reminded of any similarity between her and the other Cortexiphan subjects she’s met or heard about in the last eighteen months, unwilling to think too much about the impact this particular childhood trauma had on her.
Currently unable to pick something to wear for her date with Peter, she finds it hard not to overthink everything, unfortunately. Her emotions where he’s concerned have been a bit chaotic for a while, but it’s gotten nothing short of absurd in the last few days, especially since that evening she spent at his place—more specifically since those timeless moments under his porch, barely sheltered from the pouring rain.
The thing about Peter, she’s come to realize, is that he makes her forget for a while. What a freak show her life has become.
For brief moments in time, Olivia stops thinking about Fringe events, about shapeshifters and alternate universes. She doesn’t think about any of that, focused instead on the intoxicating immediacy of whatever it is she feels when she’s with him.
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