A/N: Hi chaps! I'm fairly new to this little fandot, because I didn't know about Cabin Pressure until a friend recommended it to me a few months ago. And now I can't seem to get enough of it, so I attempted to write this little story. There are going to be three more chapters after this prologue, and as I'm nearly finished writing, the first "real" chapter will be up here soon.

Let me know what you think!

After a long day of flying some businessmen from Hong Kong to London and then home to Fitton, Douglas and Carolyn sat in the Flap and Throttle having a drink (whiskey for Carolyn, and apple juice for Douglas). Carolyn was still waiting for Arthur to finish hoovering GERTI, and so she had decided to join Douglas for a round at the pub at Fitton Airfield before finally getting home. He had just finished telling her a story about how he had once saved two mountain gorillas from certain death during a trip to Uganda.

"Is there anything you can't do?" asked Carolyn, rolling her eyes.

"Of course not. I am terrific." Douglas poured himself another drink and smiled.

"Yes, yes, of course you are."

"Ask anyone, they'll assure you that I am."

"Ah, yes, who hasn't heard of the terrific Douglas Richardson?" Carolyn asked ironically, before she added in a casual tone, "What about making people fall in love with you, are you terrific at that as well?"

"You bet. Just name someone and she'll be in love with me in a matter of mere seconds."

"Try Martin."

"What?" Douglas looked completely perplexed.

"Do I need to spell it out for you? M-A-R-"

"Yes, alright, I heard you. But why on earth would you choose Martin, of all people?"

"Because I bet he won't fall for you big idiot. He's faaar too clever for that."

"Oh no, of course he will, if I want him to. But why would I want my captain to fall in love with me? What are you up to?" Douglas studied Carolyn's face, who tried to look as innocent as possible.

"Nothing, I just want to prove that you're not quite as irresistible as you seem to think." He still didn't seem convinced. "Alright, now let's say that if you win, I'll wash your car."

"You're on."

As they shook hands, Carolyn added, "But you do realize that you'll be the one having to wash my car if I win."

"Not going to happen, Carolyn. I'll see you tomorrow." And with that, Douglas got up and left the bar.