A lot of people were left disappointed and angry when the bbc unexpectedly decided not to renew this little gem called The Crimson Field. I really wanted to know more about all these characters I grew to love, especially Kitty and Thomas, my beloved otp. So, this is my attempt at telling what I think would have happened to them after the kiss in the last episode. I'm quite new to this writing thing and English is not my first language. Special thanks goes to Glo and Pemonynen (- check her stories, she is great!)

Chapter 1

1915

When they stopped kissing, Kitty took her hands off Thomas's shoulders very slowly and locked her gaze with his. She got lost in them again, her heart light in her chest. Thomas, on the other hand, was in awe and felt his heart racing even faster.

Thomas began turning his cap in his hands when Kitty gestured to him to sit down on a trunk nearby. He obeyed and then turned himself to look back at her. It was all so sudden. It was only a few days earlier that he was trying to understand what to do about his feelings for Kitty, when she had made it clear she wasn't there to get entangled. And now she had told him the reason she had stepped back and asked to meet him. He sensed there was more to tell. As it was up to Kitty to let him know, he spoke what he knew he owed her.

"I'm very sorry for what happened in the operating tent. The things I said …they were wrong and I was a fool for assuming them"

"Apologies accepted. Haven't we all been guilty of that?" Kitty said quietly.

Thomas cleared his throat and added "But, there is one thing I'm actually not sorry about"

Kitty looked puzzled "Is there?"

"Aye" He looked down at her waist with a nervous smile. Kitty opened and closed her mouth.

"You stopped" she reminded him.

"You know it wasn't the right time. It took me so much strength and will to stop" He blushed.

"Now you don't have to anymore" She said leaning over him to kiss him again, surprised by her own boldness.

"Kitty, would you talk to me about what has happened to you? "He paused but then quickly added "Or if you don't want to now, whenever you want…I mean"

"No no, it's fine. I want to tell you. You'll change your opinion about me, though"

"Well, let me be the judge of that, right?" He smiled reassuringly.

Kitty told him her story from the beginning; the reasons she had gotten married, pushed by her mother because their financial situation was difficult, and Vincent was the son of family friends who had always showed a keen interest in her. In the beginning things were good, but it didn't take much for Vincent to show his true nature as an abusive man. He was verbally aggressive, and later it turned physical. When Sylvie was born, things seemed to get better, but then he went back to his old habits.

Kitty endured it all for the sake of her daughter but she arrived at the point, around six months before the start of the war, that she had enough of that hell. She knew it was nearly impossible for a woman in her position to divorce her husband. She had met another man, and she hastily made the decision of escaping with him, taking Sylvie with her.

They went to live in the West End, but it wasn't a suitable place for a little girl, and they started to find themselves in an economical struggle.

With a heavy heart Kitty brought Sylvie back home. Leaving her daughter was much harder than leaving home at first. Kitty, as she couldn't herself go back home, asked her mother for help, but she was furious because Kitty had dishonored the family and didn't want anything to do with her. Vincent wouldn't let her see Sylvie again, his cruel words still sounding in her head.

Kitty felt destroyed and defeated. In the meantime war had broken out and Kitty, after lingering in her heartache for some time, had come upon a pamphlet about the V.A.D. organization. Kitty read it over several times before making up her mind. She had never properly worked in her life, the only thing she thought she could do was taking care of her daughter, although in the light of the recent events she had questioned herself if she had been a good mother. She needed to escape a situation that appeared unsolvable and to do something with her life. Joining the V.A.D. seemed at the moment her only way out of things.

Thomas had listened to her silently, almost holding his breath. There were moments where he had gasped loud, but it was when Kitty had recapped Vincent's visit to France that he exclaimed "Bloody bastard!"

He stood up and mumbled "If I'd been there I would have killed him"

"That's why I'm glad it was Miles who was there. I can't thank him enough for his help and discretion" She said.

"At least you're free from your husband" Thomas asserted "What do you want to do now?"

She shook her head "I don't know. My mother wrote me that I'm dead to her. And since I'm not a respectable woman anymore, I have no possibility to have my daughter back, or even to see her again"

"To me you are a respectable woman" He said firmly "You made a brave choice, I don't know how many would have done it" He took her hands in his. "Yes, you have paid a very big price for this, but not for a second I believe you don't deserve to have your child back or to be happy again. We'll do something, I promise you!"

Kitty's eyes got misty when Thomas said we. She knew he hadn't realized he had said so and that made him even more remarkable.

"We should go back now. But there's one more thing we need to talk about…" he said.

"Us" she finished the sentence for him.

"This is complicated, but my feelings for you…they are real" He said softly.

"So are mine. Oh my God, so are mine!"

"But we both know the rules. As you said, if anybody finds out, you'd be the one sent away. And that wouldn't be fair"

"We'll have to live day by day and be discreet"

"I'm not sure if I can do that" He sighed "It's going to be a struggle for me to stay away from you"

"If there is something I learned from my marriage, it's how to keep up the appearances" She said in a bitter-sweet tone "I'll teach you"

Kitty left first. After a few minutes Thomas followed her. He reached his tent, where Miles was sitting on his bed reading a magazine of his. Thomas greeted him and exchanged a few words. Thomas thought that he'd have to talk to Miles sooner or later. He was his best friend and he needed to be told. He believed Miles didn't really fancy Kitty, but he would have certainly questioned why he had kept everything for himself. Although Thomas knew Miles quite well, he suddenly thought that he wasn't so sure of his reaction.

His shift would start in less than two hours, so he let himself drop on the bed and closed his eyes. All he could see were Kitty's dark eyes and her smile as he drifted off.