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fringe fic rec!
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noblealice wrote me an alt!world Fringe fic and you should all go read it. Do you like Altlivia? (The correct answer is yes) Do you love Lincoln Lee and his stupid face? (Of course you do) Are you hankering to see what the other side might look like after "The Day We Died"? Go read this fic!
Title: It's Just Spilled Milk
Author:noblealice
Characters: Alt-Olivia, Lincoln Lee
Rating: PG
Spoilers: Post-"The Day We Died"
Summary: Olivia struggles to figure out what has changed in her world.
noblealice wrote me an alt!world Fringe fic and you should all go read it. Do you like Altlivia? (The correct answer is yes) Do you love Lincoln Lee and his stupid face? (Of course you do) Are you hankering to see what the other side might look like after "The Day We Died"? Go read this fic! Title: It's Just Spilled Milk
Author:
noblealice Characters: Alt-Olivia, Lincoln Lee
Rating: PG
Spoilers: Post-"The Day We Died"
Summary: Olivia struggles to figure out what has changed in her world.
But first she had to do something, feed someone. She had responsibilities now that came before her own comfort. Except...her mother was safe at home and she wasn’t watching Mrs. Steinburg‘s cat this week. She hadn’t had anyone to share a meal with since Frank.
She was still puzzling over this urge when Lincoln walked up to them, huge grin on his face and arms open wide. “Never fear, your supreme commander is here.”
"Nice of you to finally grace us with your presence.” Charlie drawled out, legs propped up on his desk.
"Hey, I rushed over as soon as I got the call.” Lincoln took a lazy swipe at the feet, knocking them back to the floor. Charlie merely sent him a Cheshire cat grin that promised retribution would be coming.
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