What the hell was I THINKING? Kitty thought to herself as she maneuvered around a large tree, the rain partially blinding her. The jacket was doing very little, she was soaked to the bone and now her shoes were filled with water. This was incredibly dumb, Kitty admitted to herself, even if I find wood it'll probably be so wet we can't even use it! But the thought of turning back and having to face Pietro's smug I-told-you-so's was even worse.

Squaring her shoulders, Kitty trudged on, phasing through as many bushes and trees as she could. The night sky was dark and threatening, barely a star in sight. Kitty shivered, wishing more than anything that she could be back at the mansion curled up with a mug of hot chocolate.

Suddenly her foot hit a slippery ground, and she began to fall. The ground was loose and Kitty found herself sliding downhill. Oh my god, Kitty thought panicking, where am I going? As she gained momentum, she began to slide faster and faster, the rain splashing her face as she phased to avoid hitting sharp branches. THUD! Kitty opened her eyes slowly and cautiously to find that she was sitting in a pile of mud at the bottom of a very large hill. Ugh, gross, Kitty thought disgustedly, wiping mud from her arms.

"Get up, Kitty, and find your way," Kitty told herself sternly, shakily getting to her feet. The truth was, she didn't know where she was. It was so dark and she had no idea how to get back to the cave. Somewhere behind her she heard an owl hooting eerily. Tears of fright sprung to her eyes. This is stupid, Kitty tried to tell herself, there's nothing out there. The bushes rustled loudly and Kitty involuntarily took a step back, looking for a weapon.

The bushes parted and Kitty could vaguely make out a figure. Grabbing a large broken off branch, she waved it in front of her. "Get back!" Kitty yelled, trying to make her voice intimidating, despite her fear.

"Kitty?"

"Pietro!" Kitty sputtered. She nearly fainted into arms from relief. "You scared me to death! I mean, I heard this noise so I thought there might be someone, except-," Kitty babbled on.

"Hey, it's okay," Pietro said gently, hugging her. Kitty sighed in relief. They stood there for a few moments like that, the rain calming down into soft patters. Finally, they realized what they were doing and stood apart a little, awkwardly. Kitty swallowed and cleared her throat.

"Ready to go?" Pietro asked her. Kitty nodded, and in a flash, Pietro took her hand and zipped her to the cave. To her shock, the fire was already blazing.

"How did you-," Kitty began. Pietro smiled wryly at her.

"The fire didn't actually go out, all I had to do was poke the embers a little and add some dry paper and it started up again."

Kitty groaned. "You mean I went out there for no reason at all?"

"Yeah, I guess so," Pietro said, smiling. Kitty's heart fluttered suddenly and her face started to burn up. Kitty had a feeling that it had little to do with the fire. This was becoming weirder and weirder. The more time she spent with Pietro, the nicer he seemed. In fact, Kitty found herself almost enjoying his company. Kitty shook her head sternly. Are you forgetting how he acted in the mansion, he's pompous, he's---, Kitty stopped. Her usual mental rant of Pietro's list of negative attributes was becoming shorter and shorter. Looking over at him, Kitty guiltily shook her head. It would never work.

"Good night," Pietro called from the other side of the tent, yawning loudly.

Kitty giggled. "Night'," she called back, and curled up closer to the fire. I wonder if he likes anyone, Kitty wondered. Then she thought back to their fight in the kitchen….of course, Pietro liked more girls than there were in the mansion. Kitty scowled to herself, and fell asleep thinking just why that thought bothered her so much.