Disclaimer: Don't own Fringe. My bad.

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Never before had he been so afraid for someones life. She was chasing the monster and there was nothing he could do about it. He couldn't even help. Chained to the bed in Walter's lab he listened to Astrid talking on the phone and prayed. Possibly for the very first time in his life.

Charlie Francis was not the one to fear. That's why he became an agent. But here he was, sweating and cursing, and above all panicking.

Not for his life, no. He would be willing to die here in agony, after 'giving birth' to hundreds of little monsters. If only Olivia were safe.

Cause without her, his existence would be of no worth.