Author's Note- If you think that they went too fast, it happened that quick in the comic too.

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Gone

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Lay a whisper on my pillow

Leave the winter on the ground

I wake up lonely

There's air of silence in the bedroom and all around

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Touch me now

I close my eyes

And dream away...

-Roxette

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Kitty woke up feeling that the spot next to her was already cold. She sat up clutching the sheet to her. "Pete?" she called. She stood slipping into a shirt he had dropped and using one of his ties to tie it shut due to its' size. She sat down feeling confused and worried.

That's when she saw it, the notes next to her. One was addressed to her. The other was for the professor. She stood and walked out of his room blindly handing Scott the note for the professor before taking her note outside.

She sat on the porch seeing that his car was gone. She opened the note and read it calmly. She then shut it and put it back in the envelope before dissolving in tears. She leaned heavily against the post sobbing.

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Kit,

I can't tell you how sorry I am that you aren't going to wake up in my arms. Since the first time I yelled at you I had that image in my head. Not of our night together, although I thought of that too, many times, but of the next morning. I'd awake you with a kiss and tell you that I loved you. Then we'd go downstairs and have a quiet breakfast together.

I'm sorry, love. That call was from an old mate, Jardine. He told me that they found me and were going to move tonight. I didn't tell you because I wanted last night to be perfect for as long as possible.

I'm going try to lead them away, so there's a very good chance that I'm dead right now. If not I'll find a way of letting you know. I'm not going to be able to get in contact with you, at least for a while, I'm sorry; love but any contact at all would put you at risk as soon as I can though, I will write or call you.

I want you to know that I do love you. You are a beautiful, sexy woman. Not to mention smart as hell. I love you, Kit. I always will.

Yours always,

Pete

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"Kitty?" Scott's voice startled her. "Are you okay?" She wiped viciously at the tears with the arm of Pete's shirt before looking up at the team leader. "What happened?"

"He left."

"What? Why?"

"Ask the professor, I really don't want to talk about it." She stood and started to go inside when he grabbed her arm tugging her into his embrace. Kitty lost her composure collapsing against him and sobbing. He held her soothing her gently. "I-I have to go." She stepped away running up the stairs. She went back to Pete's room and buried her head in his pillow breathing in the sent of his cigarette smoke and aftershave afraid that she would forget that smell.

"Kitty?" a soft voice at the door called. Kitty didn't respond. The door opened and someone sat down next to her softly stroking her hair. "What happened, sugah?" Kitty held out the envelope. Rogue read over the letter before putting it back and sitting it on the nightstand.

"It's hurts," she whimpered. "God, it hurts so much." Rogue felt her own eyes tear up. She kept stroking Kitty's hair and back, hoping to soothe the petite girl. She saw the clock next to her and stood.

"Ah'm gonna go tell the prof that you won't be in class," she said. "Ah'll be right back."

"Thanks, Rogue," Kitty whispered still sobbing. Once Rogue had left she stood looking around his room and soon found something of interest, an unopened bottle of scotch. She opened it and began to drink deeply from the bottle. Soon she had passed out of the floor.

Later

"What did you that think you were doing, Katherine?" Dr. McCoy asked when she opened her eyes. "Do you know how dangerous that was?"

"I wanted it to stop hurting," she whispered.

"Well, you succeeded if that period of unconsciousness counts," he sighed. He sat down next to her bed. "Katherine what you did was beyond idiotic." Kitty looked down at the usually friendly mutant's harsh words. "You could have killed yourself, and I fear that that was your intent."

"No!" Kitty exclaimed sitting up despite the pain. "I would never do that, Dr. McCoy."

"Good," he said. "If I ever see you with a drink until you turn twenty- one, I will . . . do something drastic."

"I understand."

"You had better. You can go now." She stood shakily.

"My head."

"Maybe you'll think next time."

"I will," Kitty said. "I'm sorry I worried everyone."

"Tell that to everyone in the waiting room." Kitty walked into said room meeting the worried expressions of all of her friends. Jubilee stood and slapped her across the face before hugging her.

"Don't ever do that again!"

"I won't," Kitty promised. "I'm really sorry, guys."

"I'm sorry too," Jubilee said. "Rogue told me." Reality rushed back over Kitty and she sat down heavily.

"I just wanted to be numb, to forget," she whispered.

"That's not the way, sugah," Rogue told her friend. "Now, do ya want to talk about it, the professor told us all about Black Air and why he left. So what happened last night?" Kitty was thankful the fact that they were the only ones there as she told them about the date and afterwards.

"And I woke up this morning and he was gone," she finished.

"Awwe, Kit," Rogue said.

Jubilee crossed her arms. "That sucks. He just left."

"He said he wanted the night to be perfect," Kitty said. "He got he phone call after we."

"Oh," Jubilee said. "Did you know?"

"He told me the morning of our date," Kitty said. "He told me that he might have to leave soon." She sighed feeling tears come to her eyes. "We just didn't think it'd be so soon. I already miss him. How is it possible to care so much about someone so soon?" Rogue wrapped an arm around her friend and Jubilee took her hand.

Two months later

Kitty stumbled out of bed and into the bathroom getting sick. "Kitty?" a voice behind her asked. "You all right?" She looked up and saw Bobby.

"Hey, Popsicle," she said before brushing her teeth. She looked at him and raised one of her eyebrows. "What are you doing in the girl's bathroom?" Bobby flushed and opened his mouth a few times. If Kitty had felt better she would have laughed. "You two have fun." She walked out seeing Jubilee walking towards the bathroom. "Bobby's waiting for you." She went back into her own room and collapsed in bed.

"Kit," Rogue said. "Get up."

"What? Why?" Kitty asked burying her head in her hands.

"You've been getting sick for the past five days. You're going to the med- lab."

"I don't want to."

Rogue grabbed her arm and dragged her up. She then drug her friend into the med-lab. "Dr. McCoy?" Hank came out looking at the two curiously. "We need a test."

"Test?" Kitty asked. "Oh no! I'm not-"

"Tell me somethin', Kitty," Rogue said. "When is the last time you had your period?"

"I- that's not the point!"

"Katherine," Hank said gently. "Perhaps you should-"

"Fine," Kitty said crossing her arms.

"I'll wait in the waiting room," Rogue told her. Rogue left and Kitty took the test.

"Katherine," Hank said as they waited, "have you given any thought about what you're going to do if you are?"

"I know I am," Kitty said. "I already have morning sickness."

"You may just be experiencing-"

"No, I am . . . I just didn't want to admit it, or think about it." She sighed. "I know I want to have the baby. I just don't know what I want to do after that."

"You have some time to think about it," Hank told her. "But you do have to decide."

"I know."

He looked at his watch. "It's ready." Kitty looked down at the test then at Hank.

"You can tell the others, I need to be alone." She phased out of the med- lab and began to walk around. A man suddenly appeared in front of her. He was pretty old but his eyes were gentle. "Who are you?"

"My name is Jardine," he said. "Pete sent me. I'm supposed t' give a message to a girl named Kitty Pryde."

"That'd be me," she said softly.

"Very good. He's okay, Miss Pryde. He wanted you to know that he's fine. Also that he missed you." Kitty smiled sadly. "I can't stay but is there anything you want him to know?"

"Yeah." Kitty looked up at him. "Tell him. tell him that I love him."

"Will do, Miss Pryde. He'll come back to you. We just have to take care of some things first."

"So how long do I have to wait until he comes back?"

"I don't know. I hope I'll see you again, Miss Pryde." The man squeezed her hand and walked away. Kitty sighed sitting on a log.

"Everyone's lookin' fer you, kid," Logan said. Kitty looked away blinking away her tears. Logan sighed kneeling in front of her smelling the salt of her tears. "What's wrong?"

"He's alive," she said.

Logan blinked, he knew who she meant but . . . "Why is that a problem?"

That got a small smile from her. "It's not. The problem is this." She gently touched her stomach.

"If you're gonna sat yer fat."

Kitty giggled. "No. Not fat. Pregnant."

Logan stood. "Son of a bitch! Didn't you use protection?"

"I was on the pill," Kitty said. "One of the ones Mr. McCoy made. Note to self: warn the others."

Logan extended a hand to help her up. "C'mon, kid. Let's go inside." Kitty nodded following him in.