Fic Title: Gone
Author: 221b Baker Street
Rating/Warning(s): T for teen
Genre: Episode related. AU, drama
Why This Must Be Read: Set immediately after the s2 winter finale of Jacksonville, and good golly miss molly, this is awesome. The story is intricate and as mind-bending as the show, and it explores the ramifications of the revelation at the end of Jacksonville so well. The story follows Peter and Olivia as they're forced to confront the shocking truth, and then they're forced into the parallel reality that Peter came from. And, man, the author does stuff in the parallel universe that I just had not thought of, like Charlie and John. Like Peter's mother. Like so many things, I can't even begin to count! The ending is all fast paced, but everybody gets a moment to shine.
She shook her head, feeling a sudden rush of overwhelming sadness. "Why do you need to do this?"
He shrugged. "There's no place like home, Dorothy. I need to know where I belong."
"Here. You belong right here. You're a part of this world now."
"I wish that were true. But it's not, is it? Tell me," he cocked his head. "How long do you think you can look at me before you have to look away?"
"It's not…" She stopped herself. She had no idea, but she knew he would despise her if she lied, or tried to pretend he were anything other than what he was. "It's hard. You're right. Hard to focus. Hard to know where to focus. It's like watching a 3D movie without the glasses."
"I am that."
"I'll come with you."
She was as shocked as he was when she said it, had not been prepared for those words to pop out of her mouth. Had not even considered it, but there it was, just like back at the lab in Boston. Perhaps the truth just wanted to be free.
"What?" He stared at her, brow furrowed. "What did you say?"
She took a deep breath, frowned as she began to work things out in her mind. "Well, when you do cross over, I'll come with you. I've already been there, so we both know I can. I know where William Bell is too, so maybe he could help if we needed him. And we can try to figure out why they are doing all of this, any of this. Why there is a war going on, and maybe, just maybe, we can figure out a way to stop it."
She looked up at him, green eyes serious and steady. "Yes, I need to come with you."
He continued to stare at her, as if seeing her for the first time, the conflicting emotions playing across his face so plainly. Yes, definitely emotionally-wired. Finally, he smiled, nodded, obviously confused, happily defeated.
"Okay, Dunham. You're on."