Because “sometimes the world we have is not the world we want…”

Olivia: Good, we’ll be right there. (to Walter) They found Peter.

Walter: Son, are you alright?
Peter: My head feels like a watermelon, after you’ve played with it… but, yes, Walter, I’m okay. Who else got hurt?
Walter: Olivia found a girl in the warehouse. She’d been shot, but she’ll be fine.