He doesn't want to, but he needs to. "Olivia," he says, softly. "About Lincoln."
She looks up, and there's a flash of guilt on her face that's most people wouldn't catch. He loves her for everything she is, but most of all for how she cares. Olivia exhales, says evenly, "Yes?"
"He's not doing well."
"He's doing well in Fringe Division." But he can see her heart isn't in it. Lincoln Lee is in love with her and has been for a while. Peter feels guilty, although he knows his own nudges weren't necessary. Lincoln and Olivia fit well together, everywhere. Olivia glances down at her chipped mug cup of coffee, the newspaper spread out in an oddly un-Dunhamish chaos across the breakfast table in front of her. "Okay, so. Lincoln has feelings for me. What are we going to do about it?"
"I don't know, but we need to do something." Peter thinks about Lincoln, his expressive face and unwavering loyalty. He is a good guy, but that's not all there is because Peter thinks about him in that tank-top too. It's Peter's turn to level his breathing.
Olivia glances at him, and the smile tugging at the corners of her mouth is half-serious, half-sweet. "I know. We will."
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The Thoughts Your Actions Entertain (Lincoln/Olivia/Peter, post-4x16) Part 1
Date: 2012-04-06 06:26 pm (UTC)He doesn't want to, but he needs to. "Olivia," he says, softly. "About Lincoln."
She looks up, and there's a flash of guilt on her face that's most people wouldn't catch. He loves her for everything she is, but most of all for how she cares. Olivia exhales, says evenly, "Yes?"
"He's not doing well."
"He's doing well in Fringe Division." But he can see her heart isn't in it. Lincoln Lee is in love with her and has been for a while. Peter feels guilty, although he knows his own nudges weren't necessary. Lincoln and Olivia fit well together, everywhere. Olivia glances down at her chipped mug cup of coffee, the newspaper spread out in an oddly un-Dunhamish chaos across the breakfast table in front of her. "Okay, so. Lincoln has feelings for me. What are we going to do about it?"
"I don't know, but we need to do something." Peter thinks about Lincoln, his expressive face and unwavering loyalty. He is a good guy, but that's not all there is because Peter thinks about him in that tank-top too. It's Peter's turn to level his breathing.
Olivia glances at him, and the smile tugging at the corners of her mouth is half-serious, half-sweet. "I know. We will."