The Attack
~*~
Its been raining since you left me
Now I'm drowning in the flood
See I've always been a fighter
But without you, I'd give up
Now I can't sing a love song
Like the way it's meant to be
Well I guess I'm not that good anymore
But baby thats just me
And I will love you, baby, always
-Bon Jovi
~*~
A knock on the door woke the two. "Go away!" Pete called.
"Get up, we're leaving in an hour," Domino called. Pete groaned rolling over and finding himself on top of Kitty.
"Hey, luv," he smiled.
"Hi," she murmured back a soft blush tinting her cheeks as his eyes swept over her.
"Go ahead and take a shower," he told her. "I'm going to go get dressed." He kissed her slowly before getting up and walking to where his bag laid. She went into the bathroom and took a quick shower. She dried her hair leaving it down and applied a little make-up before going out to meet the others. They then went out to Pete's car and got in. Pete drove for almost thirty minutes when he suddenly pulled over. "There's a blockade up ahead."
"Now what?" Kitty asked.
"They're only looking for you and me," Pete mused. "Logan, take Kitty and get her around `em." They got out of the car. "Dom, you and Nathan should go with Logan."
"The hell with that, Wisdom, if you're going to do what I think you're going to do I'm your backup. Nathan?"
"You know I'm always right behind you, Dom," Nathan said.
"Pete, what are you going to do?" Kitty asked. Instead of responding he reached out cupping her face gently in his hands and kissing her thoroughly, his hot tongue immediately parted her lips sweeping into her mouth tangling with hers. He pulled away only when they had to breathe. "Pete?"
"Just listen t' me, luv," he murmured. "Go with Logan, he'll keep you safe."
"I'm totally not going to leave you," Kitty protested.
"I'll carry you," Logan warned.
"I'll phase," Kitty shot back. Pete gently cupped her chin tilting her face for another long kiss. He pulled away looking down at her apologetically.
"No, you won't." She looked down at her wrist then back up at him, the hurt was obvious in her eyes, as he tossed Logan the key to the inhibition collar on her wrist. "Sorry, I need t' know that you're safe." She looked down not meeting his eyes.
"Be careful," she whispered. He ran a hand gently through her hair before hugging her tightly to his chest. She was still for a second before wrapping her own arms around him and burying her head in his shoulder. He stepped back clearing his throat.
"Right then, let's go." The two mercenaries pulled out their guns following Pete away.
"Come on, half-pint," Logan said gently. Kitty followed him feeling tears fill her eyes.
The next morning
The Blackbird finally landed and the two stepped off. The others were waiting inside but Kitty phased straight upstairs, not wanting to talk to anyone. "Vhat happened?" Kurt asked looking after her worriedly.
"She'll tell ya when she's ready," Logan said diffidently.
"I thought you said your friend would be coming back with you," Ororo said.
"We waited an hour," Logan said. "He never showed."
"You left him?" Rogue asked in surprise.
"He told me ta get her out."
"Oh," Rogue said after a moment as she put two and two together. "Poor Kitty."
"Vhat?" Kurt asked cluelessly.
"That guy and Kitty," Rogue said. Kurt's eyes widened in comprehension.
"Wait, Logan, you told me he was an old friend of yours," Ororo said.
"He was," Logan said.
"How old is he?"
"28."
"He's ten years older than Kitty, and you supported this?"
"`Ro, for one, the odds are pretty damn good that he ain't even alive now. For two, Wisdom is one of the best men I know, he would and has taken a bullet for a person he doesn't know. There's no man on Earth I'd trust more with her." He ran a hand through his hair.
"I'm sorry, Logan," Ororo said.
Kitty, who had been listening upstairs burst into tears at Logan's words. She went into her room and collapsed on her bed sobbing. "Kitty?" Rogue asked at the door.
"Go away."
"No can do, sugah." The door opened and Rogue walked in sitting on the edge of Kitty's bed. "Want ta talk about it?"
"No."
"That's fine." She reached out running a hand through Kitty's hair as her friend cried.
The next day Kitty laid in bed for most of the morning despite her friends' attempts to get her up and to get her eat something. "Let's go," a voice said at her door. She looked up seeing Logan standing leaning against the door.
"Go?" she asked clearly confused.
"We're gettin' out of here," Logan explained walking over to her and pulling her up. "Just for a ride."
"And I'm doing this why?"
"`Cause if ya don't I'll drag ya."
"I guess that works." She let him lead her out to his motorcycle and got on behind him.
"Hold on tight, half-pint." She wrapped her arms around him and he took off. Kitty closed her eyes at the feel of the wind as it rushed over her. He drove for an hour before stopping at a small café. They walked in and sat down in a booth in the back.
"I guess I needed to get out," Kitty admitted.
"Everyone's worried," Logan told her.
"He'd dead, Logan," Kitty said her eyes blurring with tears. "I just found him and he's dead."
"We don't know that."
"I heard you last night, you think he's dead."
Logan sighed. "The signs point that way, but he's beaten worse odds than that."
"You're just trying to make me feel better."
"I am trying to make you feel better," he admitted. "But I ain't lyin'." He saw more tears rise in her eyes and moved closer to her pulling her into his arms, holding her as she cried.
~*~
Its been raining since you left me
Now I'm drowning in the flood
See I've always been a fighter
But without you, I'd give up
Now I can't sing a love song
Like the way it's meant to be
Well I guess I'm not that good anymore
But baby thats just me
And I will love you, baby, always
-Bon Jovi
~*~
A knock on the door woke the two. "Go away!" Pete called.
"Get up, we're leaving in an hour," Domino called. Pete groaned rolling over and finding himself on top of Kitty.
"Hey, luv," he smiled.
"Hi," she murmured back a soft blush tinting her cheeks as his eyes swept over her.
"Go ahead and take a shower," he told her. "I'm going to go get dressed." He kissed her slowly before getting up and walking to where his bag laid. She went into the bathroom and took a quick shower. She dried her hair leaving it down and applied a little make-up before going out to meet the others. They then went out to Pete's car and got in. Pete drove for almost thirty minutes when he suddenly pulled over. "There's a blockade up ahead."
"Now what?" Kitty asked.
"They're only looking for you and me," Pete mused. "Logan, take Kitty and get her around `em." They got out of the car. "Dom, you and Nathan should go with Logan."
"The hell with that, Wisdom, if you're going to do what I think you're going to do I'm your backup. Nathan?"
"You know I'm always right behind you, Dom," Nathan said.
"Pete, what are you going to do?" Kitty asked. Instead of responding he reached out cupping her face gently in his hands and kissing her thoroughly, his hot tongue immediately parted her lips sweeping into her mouth tangling with hers. He pulled away only when they had to breathe. "Pete?"
"Just listen t' me, luv," he murmured. "Go with Logan, he'll keep you safe."
"I'm totally not going to leave you," Kitty protested.
"I'll carry you," Logan warned.
"I'll phase," Kitty shot back. Pete gently cupped her chin tilting her face for another long kiss. He pulled away looking down at her apologetically.
"No, you won't." She looked down at her wrist then back up at him, the hurt was obvious in her eyes, as he tossed Logan the key to the inhibition collar on her wrist. "Sorry, I need t' know that you're safe." She looked down not meeting his eyes.
"Be careful," she whispered. He ran a hand gently through her hair before hugging her tightly to his chest. She was still for a second before wrapping her own arms around him and burying her head in his shoulder. He stepped back clearing his throat.
"Right then, let's go." The two mercenaries pulled out their guns following Pete away.
"Come on, half-pint," Logan said gently. Kitty followed him feeling tears fill her eyes.
The next morning
The Blackbird finally landed and the two stepped off. The others were waiting inside but Kitty phased straight upstairs, not wanting to talk to anyone. "Vhat happened?" Kurt asked looking after her worriedly.
"She'll tell ya when she's ready," Logan said diffidently.
"I thought you said your friend would be coming back with you," Ororo said.
"We waited an hour," Logan said. "He never showed."
"You left him?" Rogue asked in surprise.
"He told me ta get her out."
"Oh," Rogue said after a moment as she put two and two together. "Poor Kitty."
"Vhat?" Kurt asked cluelessly.
"That guy and Kitty," Rogue said. Kurt's eyes widened in comprehension.
"Wait, Logan, you told me he was an old friend of yours," Ororo said.
"He was," Logan said.
"How old is he?"
"28."
"He's ten years older than Kitty, and you supported this?"
"`Ro, for one, the odds are pretty damn good that he ain't even alive now. For two, Wisdom is one of the best men I know, he would and has taken a bullet for a person he doesn't know. There's no man on Earth I'd trust more with her." He ran a hand through his hair.
"I'm sorry, Logan," Ororo said.
Kitty, who had been listening upstairs burst into tears at Logan's words. She went into her room and collapsed on her bed sobbing. "Kitty?" Rogue asked at the door.
"Go away."
"No can do, sugah." The door opened and Rogue walked in sitting on the edge of Kitty's bed. "Want ta talk about it?"
"No."
"That's fine." She reached out running a hand through Kitty's hair as her friend cried.
The next day Kitty laid in bed for most of the morning despite her friends' attempts to get her up and to get her eat something. "Let's go," a voice said at her door. She looked up seeing Logan standing leaning against the door.
"Go?" she asked clearly confused.
"We're gettin' out of here," Logan explained walking over to her and pulling her up. "Just for a ride."
"And I'm doing this why?"
"`Cause if ya don't I'll drag ya."
"I guess that works." She let him lead her out to his motorcycle and got on behind him.
"Hold on tight, half-pint." She wrapped her arms around him and he took off. Kitty closed her eyes at the feel of the wind as it rushed over her. He drove for an hour before stopping at a small café. They walked in and sat down in a booth in the back.
"I guess I needed to get out," Kitty admitted.
"Everyone's worried," Logan told her.
"He'd dead, Logan," Kitty said her eyes blurring with tears. "I just found him and he's dead."
"We don't know that."
"I heard you last night, you think he's dead."
Logan sighed. "The signs point that way, but he's beaten worse odds than that."
"You're just trying to make me feel better."
"I am trying to make you feel better," he admitted. "But I ain't lyin'." He saw more tears rise in her eyes and moved closer to her pulling her into his arms, holding her as she cried.
