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Kobayashi Maru
I plan to win the no-win scenario
My fic for Team Trek (the Crossover-fic challenge) 
26 Nov
I'm not sure if I posted it right [at the right post], I'm not sure if it is all that good but it is a start to a huge story arc I've been wanting to start for a long while! So, I'm feeling good about that at least (even though I wrote it a bit fast and it is my first actual fore ray into both the Star Trek and Fringe fandoms).
{It's also a bit unbeta'd so, keep that in mind if you see any mistakes XP}

Title: Sweet Dreams Are Made of This
Fandom: Star Trek and Fringe (cross-over, very, very AU)
Rating: G/PG
Warnings/Spoilers: none, really - I mean, it's very AU so I'm not exactly sure, tbh *lol*
Pairings: Olivia/Charlie, allusions to Jim/Bones/Spock
{Unbeta'd, too}

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Ever since Olivia had come back - for the lack of a better phrase - from the "other side", the world William Bell now inhabited, she had been having the strangest dreams (and if not "dreams", then the most intensely nostalgic hallucinations she has ever experienced, not to mention realistic). She would frequently wake from these "dreams" either utterly exhilarated in ways she had only known in very dangerous but successful situations or terrified for her life.

There were a few, though, where she had awoken with tears leaking from her eyes while a fathomless pain felt like it was burrowing inside her very being. It felt as if it were tearing her soul apart.

The things she saw in these dreams... The people she could've sworn she knew...

All of it left her reeling mentally and emotionally - sometimes it made her physically ill. Charlie was a little more than concerned about this, he had never known Olivia to be like this and she couldn't explain it to him.

How could she? In her dreams she was not only flying through the skies but through space at speeds no human would have ever guessed were possible, she had been teleported - or more like dissolved into thin air - in a million streams of swirling light from one place of imminent death to another (she was apparently either selflessly courageous in these dreams or recklessly stupid), but, the crowning jewel was that she, Olivia Dunham, was a man in these dreams. Blonde with blue eyes, a resemblance she couldn't completely dismiss in what reflections she managed to catch in these strange visions. She did not want to tell Charlie about this because...well, how the hell could she? Sure, they had experienced weird and unexplainable before but this... This just seemed to real for Olivia to talk about it jokingly in any sense. And Peter, no way. Walter? He would ask for every detail imaginable.

And that was another thing that Olivia didn't want to get into - especially with Charlie. Not when the "details" included her being not just a man - with seemingly boundless arrogance and a knack for getting her/his ass handed to her/him - but she was also with another man in these dreams. Two in fact. Her face would flush at the memory of it. Charlie would always ask what was wrong and Olivia always kicked herself mentally for letting it get to her again while trying to change the subject with her partner/lover.

She could NOT let Charlie know; especially when, deep down, she found herself enjoying those dreams in particular...

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{and I swear to God, the title came to me right at the last second and I wasn't even listening to that song! LOL}
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