At the time Blodwyn didn't know why she followed future Luke that night. She initially put it down to curiosity about Luke's future self. In hindsight, however, she knew that is was down to a feeling of deep unease and unsettlement about him.

Another sleepless night had befallen Blodwyn, and she was staring out of her slightly opened window. It was then that she noticed him sneaking around. She guessed that he hadn't seen her as he already looked preoccupied and slightly annoyed, and she was able to quickly slip out of her room and onto the street below.

Following future Luke was surprisingly easy. London was still as busy ten years in the future as it was in Blodwyn's present day. However, a feeling of unease began to settle in Blodwyn as Luke travelled to more and more sketchier parts of London. Finally he arrived at a tiny, shabby bar and entered it.

'What on earth is Luke doing in a place like that?' thought Blodwyn, 'Has ten years really changed Luke that much?'

Curiosity won out over common sense, and Blodwyn entered the bar after him.

The bar was exactly as she had imagined. Dark and smoke filled, with shadowy patrons sitting round small beer stained wooden tables. Sticking close to the wall, Blodwyn skirted around the edge, trying to spot Luke. Reaching the bar and realising that she couldn't see him, and that she was probably in great danger, Blodwyn turned around and bumped straight into Luke.

"What are you doing here. Did you follow me."

These were said as statements, not questions. He knew that she had followed him.

'Damn'

"You seemed worried," Blodwyn said quietly, "I wanted to make sure that you were alright."

"You could've called out."

"It was noisy. I doubt that you would've heard me."

"I told you to stay safe."

"You don't own me Luke. I'm free to do as I wish."

This brought them to a stalemate. Luke's cold, dead-eyed and slightly suspicious stare met Blodwyn's fiery stubborn one. Finally Luke relaxed a bit and said,

"Well now that you're here, why don't we have some fun?"

"Fun?"

Luke signalled to the bar tender who brought out two shot of a clear liquid. Offering one and smirking Luke continued,

"If you think you can manage that is."

It was very late, or early depending on who you ask, when the two of them eventually staggered out of the bar. Swaying slightly, Blodwyn and Luke were relying on each other for support. However, since the person they were trying to support themselves on was also very drunk, that plan ultimately failed.

"Why," giggled Blodwyn, "Why on earth did I let you persuade me to do this? The professor is going to be pissed when he finds out tomorrow."

"Today," replied Luke, "You mean later today."

"Stop… stop being a smartass."

"Make me."

Blodwyn opened her mouth to reply, when she was suddenly yanked into a nearby alley and found herself pressed up against him.

"Hey!" she cried, "What are you do-"

"Shut up," hissed Luke, "There are some people out there who you really don't want to run into. Best to wait here until they pass. I don't think the professor will appreciate it if we get into a fight."

Blodwyn stayed rock still, hardly daring to breathe. It was only after Luke let out a sigh of relief, and told her that they had gone, that she noticed how close they were.

"Umm Luke," she said pushing at his chest, "Could you, you know."

Again, it was that same look he had given her when they had first met. Like he was seeing her for the first time, but also, something she couldn't quite put her finger on.

"Best to wait here for a bit," he explained, "Better to make sure that they are gone, and don't have any backup."

"Right, right." Muttered Blodwyn

They stayed like that, in uncomfortable closeness, before Blodwyn said, influenced by an alcohol controlled brain,

"You know, it's a shame."

"What is?"

"That you're you."

"I… don't understand."

"What I mean is, it's a shame that you are a future version of Luke."

"Why?"

"Because," Blodwyn took a small step back, as far as she could to create some distance, "I like you. You're smart, witty, and incredibly handsome. I had fun tonight. The most fun I've had in a long time. If you weren't the future self of a boy who is almost ten years younger than myself I would be-"she cut of embarrassed. "Oh God," she groaned, "What the fuck am I saying." She put her head in her hands, "I am really, really drunk. I don't know what I'm doing with myself any more. You're eight years younger than me! Jesus Christ, I need to sort myself out."

"Well, if we're being technical, you're two years younger than me."

"Huh?"

"You're in the future. At present, I'm twenty three, and you're what? Twenty one?"

"No no no no no, that isn't how thing work. This is your present. In my present, Luke is thirteen. This is all wrong, incredibly confusing and-"

"Why not stay then?"

The question caught Blodwyn by surprise.

"Stay? Here? Ten years in the future?"

"Why not?"

"I could list of whole load of reasons. But right now I'm too drunk to do so."

"What's stopping you?"

"Err, friends, family, my own future. Think about it Luke."

"I am. What's stopping you from having friends, family and a future here."

"Luke-"

"What's stopping you," Luke moved closer, effectively pinning Blodwyn to the wall, "From being happy with me?"

"I don't know you."

Luke leaned down, brushing his nose with Blodwyn's, lips almost touching.

"Yes you do," he whispered, "I'm Luke Triton."

Their lips touched, but just barely, before Blodwyn shoved him away.

"No!" she said firmly, "This. Is. Wrong. I know the thirteen year old Luke Triton. Not the twenty three year old one."

There it was. That cold, dead eyed stare.

"Surely," she said quietly, "Surely, you understand."

"Yes," his tone was clipped, "I understand perfectly. Now, come along. You should get back to bed."

The rest of the way back to the hotel was in an uncomfortable silence. When they eventually reached the hotel, Blodwyn staggered quickly up the stairs, unaware of Luke's continuous stare.

"Ugh."

"Are you alright Blodwyn?"

"Ugh, my head."

"Are you sick?"

"Flora?"

"Should I get professor?"

"Flora, can you do something for me?"

"Yes?"

"Hit big Luke for me."