Fic: Strange Days (Alt!Olivia/Rachel, Fringe)

[fembuck]

Title: Strange Days
Author: Janine
Fandom: Fringe
Pairing: Alt!Olivia/Rachel
Rating: NC-17
Warning: Dunhamcest
Disclaimer: I don’t own them. I’m just borrowing them for a short time.
Summary: When Rachel and Ella return home, Altlivia is surprised by just how warm a welcome she receives.

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Dunham’s back tensed as the door to her alter’s house opened, her hand immediately going towards the inside pocket of her jacket where her gun lay. As her fingers brushed against the smooth metal, a woman’s figure appeared in the doorway and Dunham breathed in sharply. Her heart jumped and then clenched painfully as her eyes locked on a face she hadn’t seen in years, and never thought that she would ever see again.

Rachel.

Rachel blinked rapidly as her eyes met Olivia’s and a tremulous smile touched her lips.

Dunham didn’t need to fake the bright smile that crossed her lips as she gazed back at Rachel.

“Aunt Liv! Aunt Liv!”

Dunham’s eyes dropped reluctantly from Rachel’s to see a small figure darting towards her. She recalled her alter saying that the Rachel in this dimension had a seven year old daughter named Ella.

Dunham smiled and crouched down, opening her arms to the girl.

“Ella,” she greeted warmly, pressing her lips to the girls cheek as Ella happily flung herself into her arms.

Dunham wrapped her arms around the girl and held her as she started speaking rapidly, telling Dunham how worried she and her mom had been because her alter had promised that she would be home for dinner, and then had disappeared for almost a week.

Dunham murmured soft apologies to the girl in her arms and assured her that she was fine, and Ella calmed down a bit though she continued to babble. Dunham continued to hold her, but as Ella rambled on, Dunham’s eyes lifted to regard Rachel.

Rachel had pressed herself against the doorway leading to the kitchen, watching the reunion scene between Dunham and Ella quietly. Rachel’s eyes were red-rimmed and shimmering, and Dunham knew that she was trying not to cry. However, what really caught her attention was the anger she could see burning in Rachel’s eyes behind the surface relief. She had been close with her Rachel before her sister had died, but her Rachel had never been particularly concerned with the inherent danger of Dunham’s job, which made Dunham interested in this Rachel’s emotional response.

“Ella,” Rachel said, finally making her presence felt again. “It’s late. Aunt Liv has been very busy and is tired. She needs her rest, and it’s past your bedtime.”

“But...” Ella began pulling away from Dunham to face her mother.

“No ‘buts’,” Rachel said shaking her head. “You two can catch up in the morning.”

Ella sighed deeply. She turned to look at Dunham apologetically, as if she couldn’t believe how unreasonable her mother was being. Dunham smiled at her and reached out to stroke her cheek and Ella smiled back before murmuring, “’night Aunt Liv,” then she bounded over to her mother.

Rachel’s eyes met Dunham’s again as Ella arrived at her side, and they watched each other for a moment before Rachel broke the contact and began to led Ella towards her bedroom.

When Rachel emerged from the back of the house half an hour later, Dunham was seated at the kitchen table with a glass of whiskey in front of her. The bottle and another glass with ice in it also rested on the table, and when Dunham spotted Rachel, she kicked one of the chairs back, silently inviting Rachel to sit.

Dunham didn’t drink, but from the collection of alcohol she’d found in her alter’s cabinets it seemed the ‘other her’ had a weakness for the hard stuff. Dunham figured that a case serious enough to keep her away as long as her alter was gone probably would have driven her alter to break out a bottle, so that’s what she did. The success of her mission depended on her being able to keep up appearances.

Rachel stalked over to the table and lowered herself into the chair Dunham had kicked out. Dunham picked up the whiskey bottle and poured a generous amount of the liquid into the second glass and then pushed it over to Rachel with her finger. The glass sat undisturbed for a few seconds as Rachel continued to glare at Dunham, but finally a small sigh escaped from her and reached for the glass, draining half of its contents in one gulp.

“Thirsty?” Dunham asked raising an amused, newly blonde eyebrow at Rachel.

Rachel said nothing for a moment, and then erupted.

“Fuck you,” Rachel hissed, making Dunham smile. “Fuck you, Olivia!” Rachel repeated, her voice rising angrily in the face of Dunham’s smile. “You said things were going to change, but then you gave Ella’s mom’s necklace ... her necklace and ... you just, you disappeared! Do you have any idea how worried I’ve been? Nobody at the FBI would tell me anything, your cell-phone kept going straight to voicemail. I had no idea where you were or even if you were alive! I know saving the world is important but didn’t you have a spare minute to make damn phone call?” Rachel asked, reaching out to cuff Dunham rather forcefully on the arm.

There were tears streaming down Rachel’s face by the time she finished yelling, and her body was shaking faintly where she sat perched on the edge of the chair. While Rachel had been putting Ella to bed, Dunham had reminded herself that she could not afford become genuinely attached to these people. This was not her world, this was not her life, and this Rachel was not her sister. But, despite the words she had spoken to herself earlier, Dunham found herself moved by the raw emotion on display. She had never been able to stand seeing her own sister cry, and it seemed that she was equally vulnerable to this Rachel, because she found herself slipping off of her chair and crossing the small distance that separated them.

“I’m sorry,” Dunham breathed out, surprised to hear her voice crack with emotion as she kneeled in front of Rachel. “I’m so sorry. I swear to God, Rachel if I could have found a way to call I would have,” she continued placing her hand on Rachel’s thigh. “Please,” she said, reaching up to cup Rachel’s cheek with her other hand, “don’t hate me too much.”

Rachel released a choked little sob, and reached up to cover the hand Dunham had on her cheek with her own. She wanted to be mad at Olivia. She wanted to yell at her some more and hit her a few more times, but as Olivia gazed up at her, Rachel felt her ire fading. The truth was that she had been more scared than angry, and now that she knew Olivia was safe, and could feel her, and hear her and smell her again she didn’t want to fight.

“Damn you,” Rachel murmured blinking rapidly as she gazed down at Olivia, and then she was slipping off of her chair onto the floor as well so that she could wrap her arms around Olivia.

Dunham dropped her head to Rachel’s shoulder and closed her eyes as the younger woman’s arms wrapped around her. She never thought that she would have the opportunity to do this again, and feeling Rachel in her arms affected her more than she had anticipated. When Rachel whispered, “I missed you so much,” wetly into her neck, Dunham did not have to pretend when she responded, “I missed you too. You’ll never know how much. I just wanted to see you again.”

They clung to each other on the cool tile of the kitchen floor for a long time before Rachel sniffled and pulled back slightly so that she could take Dunham’s face into her hands. Dunham met her eyes and they stared at each other for some time before Rachel leaned forward and brushed her lips against Dunham’s lovingly.

Dunham’s eyes widened at the contact and she gasped in surprise, her lips parting which gave Rachel the opportunity to deepen the kiss, which surprised Dunham even more. She hadn’t been expecting Rachel to kiss her. She and her Rachel had been close, but they had never been very physically demonstrative with each other, so this Rachel familiarity had caught her by surprise. That initial shock was nothing compared to the bewilderment flooding through her as she felt Rachel’s tongue brush against her own however. The first touch of Rachel’s lips to hers had been chaste, but there was nothing innocent or sisterly about the way Rachel was kissing her at the moment.

Dunham tensed under Rachel’s oral assault, and feeling the stiffening of her body, Rachel pulled away from Dunham’s lips so that she could see her face.

“What’s wrong?” Rachel asked gently, her voice full of concern as she looked at Dunham’s stunned face.

Dunham blinked, utterly befuddled by Rachel’s calm. She had thought perhaps that Rachel sticking her tongue in her mouth had been some sort of spontaneous, feverish reaction to her relief at having her sister back, but Rachel was acting as if they tongue-kissed every day.

“I ...” Dunham began, mind whirling as she tried to comprehend what had happened a minute before. “I’m sorry. I’m just ... tired. That second glass of whiskey completely defeated me.”

Dunham hadn’t actually touched the stuff, but alcohol was a good way to explain away many things and she was still too surprised by recent developments to think of anything better.

“You can usually handle your liquor,” Rachel said smiling gently as she stroked Dunham’s cheek with her thumb.

“An empty stomach and days without sleep are enough to lower even my tolerance for alcohol,” Dunham said ruefully, looking over at Rachel coquettishly through her eyelashes. “Rain check?” she continued apologetically, trying not to think too much about the fact that she was apologizing to her sister for not making out with her.

Rachel smiled and nodded, murmuring “Of course,” before she leaned forward to brush her lips against Dunham’s lightly. She stroked Dunham’s cheek one more time after that and then stood, offering her hand to Dunham.

Twenty minutes later, Dunham was just starting to relax when she heard the door to her bedroom open. She immediately slipped her hand under her pillow for her gun, but just as her fingers touched metal she was able to make out Rachel in the faint light filtering in from the hallway.

Dunham slipped her hand out from the under the pillow and Rachel closed the door. A few seconds later, Dunham felt the thin sheet covering her being lifted, and then the mattress dipped as Rachel slipped into the bed beside her.

Rachel snuggled up along the side of Dunham’s body, and despite herself Dunham found herself draping an arm over Rachel so that she was holding her. She had been a bit wary about what would happen when Rachel first appeared in the doorway, but knew that she was going to have to go along with it to a certain degree to maintain her cover, so she was relieved that Rachel only seemed to want to rest with her.

“It’s good to feel you again,” Rachel murmured, her warm breath tickling its way over Dunham’s collarbone, making her shiver lightly.

“It’s good to feel you again, too,” Dunham responded, disturbed by the fact that the words weren’t a lie. She and her sister weren’t as alarmingly close as this alternate Rachel and Olivia were, but they had loved each other. She had missed her Rachel, and while her alter and this Rachel seemed to be a bit too close, holding this Rachel to her made her wish that she had hugged her own sister a bit more.

“I’ve barely slept,” Rachel breathed out, slipping her hand under Dunham’s tank top so that she could trail her fingers lazily over Dunham’s abdomen. “If you’d been gone another day or two I probably would have collapsed from exhaustion. Ella’s been complaining about how boring I’ve been.”

“I’m here now,” Dunham responded, her voice shakier than she would have liked as her abdominal muscles twitched under Rachel’s fingers. “And I don’t think you’re boring,” she added, which made Rachel smile and press her lips against her shoulder.

“That’s sweet,” Rachel murmured, “But I could be a lot more fun if you weren’t so tired,” she continued, nuzzling her lips over the swell of Dunham’s right breast as her fingers dipped just beneath the waistband of Dunham’s underwear to tease the flesh there.

Dunham breathed in sharply, her hips shifting on the mattress as a stab of desire tore through her. She was acutely aware of Rachel’s fingers toying with her just above the neatly trimmed patch of auburn hair between her legs and as Rachel continued to tease her breast Dunham could feel her nipples tighten and begin to ache.

“Rachel,” she sighed, not certain whether it was in exasperation or desperation.

“I know,” Rachel hummed, “but you’re nipples don’t seem exhausted. They’re standing at attention,” she continued, flicking her tongue over one of the hard nubs, before she covered the nipple with her mouth and sucked on it through Dunham’s tank top.

Dunham moaned and her hand moved up to tangle in her Rachel’s hair, holding Rachel’s head to her breast as her hips twitched.

Rachel took that as a sign of encouragement and began suck harder on Dunham’s nipple, occasionally stopping to flick her tongue over the sensitive nub before she returned to sucking on it.

Dunham’s fingers clenched in Rachel’s hair, preparing to pull her away from her chest, but the longer Rachel was at her breast the harder it was for Dunham to pretend that what she was doing didn’t feel fantastic, and as Rachel’s teeth clamped down on her nipple and tugged lightly, Dunham stopped pretending that her fingers were doing anything but holding Rachel right where she was.

Rachel’s fingers continued to play beneath the waistband of Dunham’s panties as she toyed with the agent’s breasts, but Dunham was so focused on what Rachel was doing with her nipple that it came as a shock to her when she felt Rachel’s finger brush over her clit. Her hips drove up to meet Rachel’s fingers, and her eyes screwed shut as an almost pained, “Oh God,” escaped from her lips.

Rachel’s hand moved to cup Dunham’s mound, her palm immediately becoming slick with Dunham’s arousal as Rachel kissed her way up Dunham’s chest and neck until her lips were brushing against Dunham’s.

This time Dunham did not stiffen at the touch, but met Rachel’s lips eagerly, holding the younger woman tightly against her, kissing her back hungrily as she bucked her hips into Rachel’s hand. Dunham couldn’t quite believe what she was doing. This Rachel wasn’t her sister, not technically, but she was some version of her and she knew that she shouldn’t be letting her touch her this way. But her alter and this Rachel must have been lovers for a while, because Rachel knew exactly how to ignite her desire and Dunham was aching for her touch.

“Let me take care of you,” Rachel murmured against Dunham’s lips.

Dunham wanted to protest, she wanted to pull away, but she couldn’t. She was aroused enough that she suspected she needed it at this point. And despite herself, she had to admit that she wanted it. She wanted Rachel’s lips at her tits and her fingers inside of her. She wanted it, and the more she thought about it, the more she throbbed, and when she breathed out, “okay” and allowed her legs to spread, she found it hard to remember what it felt like not to want Rachel inside of her.

Rachel’s lips moved to cover Dunham’s again, and they kissed hotly, wetly, messily for minutes as Rachel’s slick fingers brushed over, squeezed and flicked Dunham’s clit until Dunham was panting and straining beneath her. Rachel then kissed her way back down to Dunham’s chest, taking her other nipple into her mouth as she slipped a finger inside of Dunham, making Dunham sigh with relief.

Another finger soon joined the one Rachel had inside of Dunham and Rachel began to stroke her with forceful intent as Dunham planted her feet on the mattress and began to buck to meet Rachel’s fingers, already very close to the edge.

“God, you needed this, didn’t you?” Rachel said, voice thick with passion as she curled her fingers inside of Dunham, tearing a sharp moan from her.

Olivia had always been responsive to her touch, but it had been a while since she had seen her so desperate so quickly. It had never taken much to get Olivia wet, but when she was worried or stressed out it usually took some effort to make her come, but tonight she had seemed ready to pop from the first brush of Rachel’s fingers over her clit. It reminded Rachel of their first time together, and the thought made her press her lips above Olivia’s heart. Olivia had been so wet their first time that Rachel had almost come from just the feel of her. Just touching Olivia’s clit a few times had her on the edge, and the moment Rachel had entered her, Olivia had clamped down on her fingers and come. It had embarrassed Olivia how quickly she had climaxed, but Rachel had been thrilled by it. Her desire for Olivia had been a secret shame of hers for a while, and seeing, feeling, and hearing how much Olivia had wanted her, and needed her had filled her heart with warmth.

“Rachel,” Dunham gasped, drawing Rachel’s attention back to the present and her current need.

Rachel drew her fingers out of Dunham long enough to slip between her legs, and then she plunged inside of Dunham once more, lowering her head to take Dunham’s clit in her mouth. Dunham cried out and reached down tangling her fingers in Rachel’s hair. A few seconds later Dunham’s eyes squeezed shut and her inner-muscles clamped down on Rachel’s fingers as a powerful orgasm ripped through her, leaving her dazed and panting in its wake.

Rachel shimmied her way up Dunham’s body, still stroking her gently, milking the aftershocks running through Dunham as she pressed her lips to her neck. Dunham moaned contently and lay limp beneath her satisfied to the point that she was unable to move beyond the small, involuntary twitches her body was making was Rachel’s fingers drew out every last drop of pleasure from her.

“Now you’re tired,” Rachel murmured against Dunham’s skin, her lips curving up in a smile as she felt Dunham’s body tremble.

“Mm,” Dunham hummed, the waves of pleasure still coursing through her making it impossible for her to make a more coherent response.

“No,” Rachel breathed out a minute later.

Dunham’s hands had weakly reached for her and began to roam over her.

“Go to sleep,” Rachel told her, capturing Dunham’s hands. “Honestly, the only thing I need right now is to hold you in my arms.”

Dunham nodded and relaxed back against the mattress, gratefully taking Rachel into her arms when she retook up the position the she had settled into when she first got into the bed.

Dunham’s eyes closed and as they did she thought to herself that this place and her alter’s life were even more bizarre than she had first suspected. However, as Rachel’s hand settled on her stomach, lightly stroking the skin there as she whispered, “I love you,” into Dunham’s shoulder, Dunham knew that despite how bizarre things were that she was going to enjoy her time in this world.

The End

Comments

[mayireadtoday.livejournal.com]

Hilarious in its own way because of the incest and alters thing -- I can't really explain it well. I enjoyed this.

[fembuck.livejournal.com]

It is a pretty bizarre situation. It makes me giggle to think about it too, though I doubt real!Olivia and Rachel would be that amused by the situation. Alt!Olivia is totally giggling inside though!

[fembuck.livejournal.com]

I'm waiting on pins and needles for the first Altivia/Rachel scene. I actually think that Rachel and Ella would be the most perceptive of the bunch to the Olivia swap.


Oh, I know. I REALLY REALLY hope they have scenes with Alt!Olivia and Rachel. It would be such a wasted opportunity if they didn't. And like you said, Rachel and Ella are likely to pick up on a LOT more than Peter, Walter and Astrid. Peter seems blinded by her hotness right now (not that I blame him), so he's not going to be picking up on anything.

My secret dream is for Olivia and Altivia to become friends, perhaps go backpacking, work on their marksmanship skills together, etc.

That would be so epic! Double the fun, double the trouble!

[orange-creative.livejournal.com]

There are so many things happening in this fic. Awesome, of course. ;)

[fembuck.livejournal.com]

Heh! I'm glad you liked it :D

[murasaki1200.livejournal.com]

Reading the pairing on this made my day. Genius!
Now that we've seen how the real Olivia thinks she's Alt!Livia, I'm just waiting for Alt!Livia to start believing she's the original Olivia.
I've been wondering what could be the trigger in this world for Alt!Livia to lose her grip on her identity. This is just the kind of thing that could force her to go places she never would have imagined.
Nice!

[fembuck.livejournal.com]

Now that we've seen how the real Olivia thinks she's Alt!Livia, I'm just waiting for Alt!Livia to start believing she's the original Olivia.

Damn, that would be such an epic mindfuck! I love the idea of it, but it also makes me sad because I want my Olivia back. Seriously, though, imagine real!Olivia coming back to find Rachel in bed with Alt!Olivia who thinks she's real!Olivia, and with real!Olivia's memories Rachel doesn't know who to believe. Damn.

I've been wondering what could be the trigger in this world for Alt!Livia to lose her grip on her identity. This is just the kind of thing that could force her to go places

Hell of a trigger huh? lol

[jello-o.livejournal.com]

Holy shit! I read Olivia/Rachel, thanks to you, and I've read Olivia/Alt!Oliva. You managed to combine both of these pairings into something epic. You've brought a curse upon me, for I am always late going somewhere due to your wondering musings, and a blessing, because well, my imagination couldn't thank you enough.

[fembuck.livejournal.com]

Heh, I'm glad I was able to corrupt you with all of the wonderful variations of Dunhamcest the show has created! I can only take a bit of credit for it though, since the show and the actresses make Olivia and Rachel so very gay.

[lightbluenym.livejournal.com]

Too drunk to undstand this. Will comment later.

[fembuck.livejournal.com]

Lush!

I hope you weren't too hungover ;)

[lightbluenym.livejournal.com]

I'm not as think as you drunk I am! :)

Seriously, no more alcohol for a while. *points to icon* DO NOT WANT!

[blackgrl71.livejournal.com]

i'll say again, NO ONE does pervy was well as you do. LOVED this storyline.

[fembuck.livejournal.com]

lol, pervy ... it's how I roll! I'm glad you liked it :D

[fembuck.livejournal.com]

the first time Olivia and Rachel had a scene together i was screaming OMG SLASHABLE! at the telly, till I realised they were sisters.

Oh I know. They come across crazy gay on screen. Anna and Ari have such good chemistry, it's just not sisterly at all, lol.

And interesting how you weaved in Rachels feelings for the real Liv, omg.

I'm pretty much my head!cannon that Olivia and Rachel are totally doing it, so this story was really about fitting in as much Dunhamcest as humanly possibly into one story!

[thefantasmickah.livejournal.com]

Oh good god. How did I not see this possibility when I was watching the new episode?

I like how even AltOliva can't deny her attraction/love/whatever for Rachel.

This was just delicious and I can't wait to see what else you manage to pull out of this. And what's going to happen if Olivia ever makes it home. Oh my god, that could be hot. Imagining this now...

[fembuck.livejournal.com]

How did I not see this possibility when I was watching the new episode?

Did someone misplace their Perv Goggles?

I like how even AltOliva can't deny her attraction/love/whatever for Rachel.

An Olivia by any other hair cut is still in love with Rachel. Seriously, in any dimension (where Rachel lives to maturity), Olivia and Rachel will have big ol' girl!boners for each other.

And what's going to happen if Olivia ever makes it home. Oh my god, that could be hot. Imagining this now...

Thank you for this mental image. I'm am thinking of ways Olivia could prove she's the real Olivia and they are all SEXAY!

[thefantasmickah.livejournal.com]

Did someone misplace their Perv Goggles?

I must have, I think I was using them for Legend of the Seeker which I just now finished. Oh my god.

I'm am thinking of ways Olivia could prove she's the real Olivia and they are all SEXAY!

This ~NEEDS to happen. Like yesterday.

[fembuck.livejournal.com]

I'm glad you liked it!

Sisters are doin' it for themselves!

Indeed! It's like R. Crumb said, "The family that plays together, stays together", lol.

[shemp-o2stk.livejournal.com]

loved this so much, and how much it implies about olivia/rachels relationship (cause they are so gay, another show pretending that they're sisters... the chemistry they have gah)

so yeah love it.

[fembuck.livejournal.com]

cause they are so gay, another show pretending that they're sisters... the chemistry they have gah

This! Anna and Ari have SO MUCH chemistry with each other, but it is not sisterly at all. Olivia and Rachel are totally my favoritest gay couple on TV at the moment (though I'm hoping Bo/Lauren from Lost Girl will take the number 1 spot since I know we'll see them kissing).

and how much it implies about olivia/rachels relationship

Nothing will ever convince me these two aren't doing it, and in like every Fringe fic I write it will be a given that they are totally in love!

Strange Days

[fanficfab.livejournal.com]

Strange indeed, irrefutably intensely sexy story, still trying to wrap my mind around their relationship. Cause this means that the real Olivia and her sister are lovers, right? I am at once very disturbed and very amused at how much I enjoyed this. Well done and very very daring! Thank you.

[noangel2046.livejournal.com]

I don't really watch Fringe,but now i have to!!!

[nike-ravus.livejournal.com]

Oh, man, I can't believe I didn't find this until now. This is awesome. And it's perfect, because it's OMG, my beloved baby sister back from the dead is trying to do *what* to me? It manages to walk right down that line between 'this is totally wrong' and 'I love her way too much to say no,' which is Why Good Incest-Fic is Awesome.

Thank you!

[novak_fan]

It's funny how everyone it's saying that they didn't think on this posibility before,when tbh all I have been thinking since the premiere it's "when they are gonna make her face the sister!?". Besides the fact that yes, actresses make the interactions so gay, the encounter alone could make a good scene. Just like when Olivia meet the mother in the other side.
It's a shame they didn't make Rachel the Bishop instead because seriously, I love me some Joshua Jackson but Peter/Olivia(Alt!livia) = boring.

I feel a little less bad for liking this pairing though lol thanks for the fic, I enjoyed it reading it :)

[spy-barbie.livejournal.com]

oh, wow... that was surprisingly good! I mean, I didn't think I was gonna like but I did!

but you know what would be interesting? a fic about their first time. how did they get close like this? were they adults? teens? kids? :D

[pure-ecstasy6.livejournal.com]

Oh, this was so delicious! I always love your writing! I have found that I want to read more between these two lol do you know of any others or is yours the only one? And I agree with the last comment, a fic on their first time would be interesting :p