AN: As always, thank you for the reviews/faves/follows. The next two chapters (yes, I'm pretty much done with the one that follows this one), involve a lot of dialogue, but not without reason. I hope that they're enjoyed, regardless.

Kitty was sitting silent on the Blackbird, her fingers laced, her eyes staring out into space. She and Bobby had barely exchanged three words to each other; not that Bobby hadn't tried, but Kitty just wasn't sure what to say, or where to start. It was about an hour into their flight when Bobby put the Blackbird on autopilot and walked over to Kitty, holding a water bottle.

"Peace offering?"

Kitty tilted her head and looked up at Bobby. His deep blue eyes, god, why are they so fucking blue, were playful, as they normally were when Bobby had his guard down. She looked at the water bottle he offered her, noticing that there was a bit of frost forming on it. She arched a brow at him questioningly.

"Sorry," Bobby said, taking the seat opposite her as she reached out for the water bottle. "I guess I'm just a little nervous."

"About what?" Kitty asked, realizing as she spoke that it was the first real, civil conversation that she and Bobby had gotten into in a few weeks.

"You have to ask?"

"Me?" Kitty blinked, rolling the water bottle back and forth between her hands. She smirked, "I'm a five-foot-one, hundred pound woman, what have you got to fear from me?"

Bobby blinked, those words echoing in his head slightly, "You heard Logan arguing with me," He said at last. He shook his head, "And here I thought you were unconscious at the time."

"I don't really know how I heard it," Kitty shrugged, continuing to play with the ice cold bottle. Keeping her hands busy seemed to keep her a little more calm than she actually felt. She couldn't believe that being around Bobby was actually making her nervous. She had clear memories, ones much clearer than the ones from the alternate timeline, of them actually being close. They had been best friends, able to talk to each other about anything, and now she had spent weeks pushing him away, fighting to keep him at a distance.

"Kitty," Bobby said with a low sigh. He reached out and took the water bottle back from her, before putting it to the side and taking her hand in his. Kitty's eyes widened slightly. His touch was incredibly familiar to her, and in some strange way, it helped calm the chaos in her mind. "It looks like we're both making each other nervous, and I don't really think this was why Xavier sent us away together."

"Of course this was his idea," Kitty scoffed, moving her fingers through her hair. Xavier always knew what he was doing, but at the same time, she had to question the professor's sanity. Bobby was, as far as she knew, still with Marie. Why the hell was he trying to cause even more problems for all of them? She saw Bobby sigh as he started to roll the bottle of water in between his hands, "I'm sorry, Bobby," She said at last. She licked her lips and cleared her throat as she continued, "I haven't been fair to you at all. We're supposed to be best friends, hell, we've been through everything together, and recently, I've been a really shitty friend to you. You have been trying so freaking hard to get me to talk to you and I've been nothing but a bitch in return, and for that I am truly sorry. I don't even know how you can begin to forgive me."

Bobby was silent for a few moments, and Kitty was starting to get antsy sitting in her seat, "I was never angry at you, Kitty," He said finally. "You hurt me like hell by pushing me away the way that you did, but I was never angry at you." He stood up and walked back over to her. He reached out and touched her cheek, "And seeing what you've been doing to yourself recently… That was just as painful. I don't get why you didn't just talk to me."

"Why does everyone insist on having this conversation with me today?" Kitty growled, glaring up at Bobby. She stood up and faced Bobby, though he was considerably taller than her. She crossed her arms over her chest and stood her ground.

To her surprise, a smirk appeared on Bobby's face, "Are you getting ready to fight me or something?" He asked, tilting his head slightly. "I've sparred with you many, many times, Kitty, and aside from your fists being raised, you look like you're getting ready for a fight. I'm not here to fight with you, if that hasn't been made clear. I'm here to work things out with you. See, Xavier actually told me what he was planning for both of us, and we don't actually have a set date for when we have to be back at the school, so we've got all the time in the world to make things right between you and I. How much you continue to fight me emotionally is all up to you, Kitty."

"I don't want to be fighting you, Bobby," Kitty admitted, inhaling deeply and allowing her body to relax a bit. "That's honestly the last thing I want to be doing. I want to be back to the way things were between you and me, but I don't even know if that's possible anymore, knowing what I know about the timeline that Logan changed. Hell, you're in a happy relationship with Marie, and now I'm just causing one big rift between the two of you, yet again, because my abilities love to kick me in the ass every now and then. If there was anything I could do to stop these visions, I would do it in a heartbeat."

"Maybe it's not about stopping the visions, but accepting them."

Kitty blinked, "So, I'm just supposed to accept that we survived a horribly dark and morbid time, a time during which we were in love, and move on?" She shook her head, "I think you and I both know that's not possible."

"Well, it's not doing either of us any good to stand here and be at odds with each other," Bobby reasoned. He licked his lips and glanced at the controls of the Blackbird, "And I know you and I have some things we really need to work out, but we don't need to do it all today, or right now. We've got all the time in the world."

"Kitty? Kitty, wake up!"

Kitty jumped, why the hell did he always insist on waking her up like that? He knew that when somebody spoke to her like that while she was asleep, she always assumed the worst. And, judging by the lack of screams and chaos, they weren't currently under attack.

"You better have a damn good reason for waking me up, Bobby Drake," Kitty growled, rolling over, her body pressing against his as she snuggled closer to him. He wrapped an arm around her and rubbed her bare arm gently, his skin cooling hers as it always did.

"Come on, Kitty, open your eyes," Bobby said in a soft tone, nuzzling her cheek. "I want you to see something."

"Ugh, we don't get enough sleep as it is, Scruffy, now you insist on waking me up because you want me to see something?" Kitty groaned and pushed his cheek away from her own. She yawned and opened her eyes, only to feel her breath catch in her chest as she found herself staring into the crystal blue orbs of Bobby's eyes. He smirked at her and kissed her forehead before he turned to lay flat on his back. "What did you want me to see?" Kitty asked, failing to stifle a yawn.

"Look up."

Kitty rolled onto her back as well and looked up to see the sky alive with the streaks of a meteor shower. She tilted her head as she watched the lights, temporarily silenced by the beauty and amazement of it, "Wow," She said in a soft tone.

"See? I told you I had something to show you."

Kitty propped herself up on her elbow and put her hand on Bobby's abdomen as she watched the clear amusement on his face, "Did you know that there was going to be a meteor shower tonight?"

Bobby shook his head, "How would I know? I have trouble keeping track of what day it is most of the time. I just couldn't sleep. I was laying here counting the stars and I saw it start. I figured you'd want to see it too."

"After everything we've been through, you're still such a goddamn romantic."

"And you're still just as grumpy when someone wakes you up," Bobby shot back, though his smirk was still in place.

"I'll show you grumpy, Scruffy," Kitty growled, reaching out suddenly and tickling Bobby's sides. The older man howled with laughter as Kitty shifted to straddle his abdomen and continued her tickle assault. The nights seemed to be the only truly carefree time for them both, and despite the fact that Kitty very much wanted to be asleep, she was more than happy to take a few minutes to tickle torture Bobby. Bobby finally grabbed her by the wrists and suddenly she was on her back once again, looking up at the stars and meteors. And then there was Bobby, his smirk replaced by a genuine smile.

"You really are something, Kitty," He said in a soft voice before his lips finally met hers in a soft kiss. Kitty sighed contently against Bobby's lips as she kissed him back, her arms going around his neck to hold him closer against her. Kitty could feel every inch of his body pressed against her, a mixture of fire and ice that seared through her body, calming her, relaxing her, making her feel safe.

Kitty woke up with a jolt, her head pounding and, for the first time, tears slowly trailing down her cheeks. It was rare that she saw something so peaceful in her visions. Most of her visions ended with her having to send someone back to the past, but this one…. She inhaled shakily and realized that the Blackbird was no longer moving. They had landed, and Bobby was nowhere to be seen. She rubbed at her eyes and got to her feet, leaving the Blackbird to see where she was.

As she got off the Blackbird, she was greeted by something she hadn't been expecting; snow. She wrinkled her nose, very much wishing she had her snow boots and a warm jacket at the moment, but Xavier hadn't mentioned snow. She had been thinking quite the opposite, actually. She looked around, taking in the surrounding area. The Blackbird had landed in front of a large cabin. Behind the cabin, and around it, she could see almost nothing but woods. It was apparently a secluded area.

"Oh, you're awake."

Kitty turned to face Bobby, for once, unsurprised by his sudden appearance, "Where are we?"

"Were you crying?" Bobby stepped closer to her and reached out, hesitating for a moment before he touched her cheek. When she didn't pull away from him, he slid his thumb under her eye, wiping away a stray tear. "You had another vision, didn't you?"

Kitty nodded once, deciding instantly that lying to Bobby wasn't exactly the way to go. She inhaled shakily, though for a moment, she leaned against his hand, "Can we go inside? I swear, I will tell you what I saw, but I just need to sit down. These visions are accompanied by massive headaches."

Bobby nodded, "Come on," He said, his eyes mirroring his concern. Kitty tilted her head as Bobby took her hand and led her into the cabin. The inside was massive, almost cavernous with its high ceilings. It was blessedly warm too, "The living room is through there," Bobby said, indicating a hallway. "I'll get you something to drink and then we can talk."

Kitty nodded and went in the direction that Bobby had showed her. She found herself in a spacious living room, a large window showing off the backyard. There was a wide, open area between the house and the woods, and Kitty could see that there was a covered pool on the deck, along with a hot tub. Whoever had designed this place, clearly designed it to be a relaxing getaway.

She heard Bobby walking up behind her and she flopped down on the plush couch as he approached her with two steaming mugs, "The kitchen is fully stocked, and it seems like there's everything that we need here."

"Where is 'here'?" Kitty asked, reaching out and taking the mug from Bobby as he offered it to her. She arched a brow at him, remembering that he hadn't answered her earlier when she'd asked him.

"Colorado," Bobby said as he sat down on the couch beside her. Kitty glanced at her mug and realized that he had made her hot chocolate. She gave him a small smile before taking a sip. Of course, it was made perfect, just the way she liked it, "More specifically, the mountains of Colorado. There's no houses around for miles, but there is a straight road out of here, and an SUV with a full tank of gas in the garage, along with several snowmobiles, and of course, the Blackbird in front. And yet, the security on the inside is second to none; they didn't take any chances with this place. It's meant to get away, but also be safe at the same time."

Kitty nodded as she took another sip from her cup before putting it down on the coffee table. She shifted so she could face Bobby as she spoke, "So, I guess I fell asleep at some point on the flight over here. The thing with these visions is that they often seem so real to me that I almost can't tell that I'm not in that moment in reality, if that makes sense. Like, it feels so real to me, like I'm actually there. It's stronger than a normal dream. This one wasn't half bad, actually," She said, though her cheeks started to burn slightly.

"What do you mean?"

"Well, normally, my visions end with me having to send someone back in time to save our asses," Kitty said. She inhaled slowly, "But this one, maybe because I just wasn't asleep so long, it was different." Kitty told Bobby the vision, stopping and starting several times as her cheeks continued to burn. The whole time, Bobby listened, never interrupting her, but he could see it was getting difficult for her to speak and he reached out and held onto one of her hands. When finally she finished, he gave her hand a gentle squeeze.

"It sounds like we were really happy," Bobby said at last. "If that timeline was really everything that Logan and Xavier said it was, and from what I was able to see myself when Xavier read your mind, it seems like we were really all that we had."

"Seems that way," Kitty nodded, looking down at their hands, linked together on the couch, "Look, don't get angry at me or anything, Bobby, but I still don't get what we're doing here. I get that I had to clear my mind, but I don't understand why you were sent with me. You're with—"

"No, I'm not, Kitty," Bobby cut her off. He inhaled slowly and deeply and moved his free fingers through his hair, "Not right now, anyway. Marie and I decided to take a break while you and I figure all of this out. I love Marie, I've been with her for years, but all this doubt that's swirling around now isn't good, and it's not right for me to lead her on and be here with you at the same time."

"Always the kindhearted gentleman," Kitty said in a soft tone. She relaxed a bit more, her fingers starting to play with Bobby's as they sat in silence on the couch. She hadn't been expecting Bobby to say that he and Marie weren't together, but it lifted just a tiny bit of weight off of her own shoulders in some strange way. "Who knows? Maybe this time away will be good for both of us."

"I'm hoping it will be."