1 VIII - Breakfast In Bed
Kitty and I sat in silence. I saw the worried expression on her face, but she said nothing. For some reason, I could not help but feel responsible for this all. I don't know who was at Logan's apartment, but if they found him, they could certainly find us.
I felt so much pain inside as I watched Kitty's shock, I new that she, more than anyone, was the victim. I mean, Pete Wisdom, from what I had heard wasn't exactly a conservative guy, and Logan was always getting himself involved in dangerous issues, but Kitty, no Kitty seemed like she would have been happy as a Kindergarten teacher. She would have never got into something like this on her own. However, it was my strong opinion that this was changing her.
"Kitty." I sat next to her and tried to put my arm around her shoulder to comfort her.
"No, no! Don't touch me!" She jumped up and backed away.
I looked baffled. "Kitty, what's wrong? I'm not trying to make any moves or anything. Are you okay?"
"Ahh! Pietro, I know your just trying to help, but you can't. I know you just wanted to save me, but no one can save me." She crossed her arms and looked down at her feet. "Pietro, don't you see the pattern here? Pete, my parents, and, and now Logan..oh, I don't know what I'd do if they got you too. You're a nice guy, and you've been good to me, but theres nothing more you can do!"
"That's not true." I said with sincerity as I stood up. "I can help you. We can get you out of here, I'll change your identity, hide you where ever I must."
"And for how long? How long Pietro? Do I keep running till the day I die, or they catch me? And all the meanwhile incidentally killing those that I come in contact with? I don't want that to happen. I don't want to live and die like that. However, if I must live that life, I want to live it alone, I won't drag you down with me."
Her eyes watered, and she turned her back to me. It was silent for a moment.
The thought briefly crossed my mind. Should I leave? I could just give her the money I have, a plane ticket, and go back to my old life. But something inside knew that I couldn't, not only was I too deep into this wicked game, but there was something else telling me to stay...
I took Kitty by the shoulders and turned her around to face me. "So that's it? You just want me to walk out that door, and leave you here alone?" She looked down, trying to avoid my eyes. "Listen Kitty, can you honestly think that, that would be it? If I walk out that door, not only will I be haunted by the guilt of leaving you, but these mutants will not give up chasing me either, I don't think that's there style. So whether you like it or not, we're in this together. I knew what I was getting into the moment Logan told me. I'm not afraid Kitty, and you don't need to be either. I don't know how we're going to do it, but we're going to fix things, so that they never bother you or me again. I am not going to leave you, ever." I said all of this with a stern and determined voice, I hope that she did take anything the wrong way.
Kitty was silent for only a moment, and then she looked up at me, a smile shown through her tears. "Oh Pietro!" Kitty cried and wrapped her arms around my neck, hugging me.
I new it would be okay. "It'll all work out, you'll see."
She sniffed and looked up at me again, her arms still around my neck, "I know."
I smiled, "Besides, I'm not quick to leave my marriage commitments."
"Oh Pietro!" She gave me a playful and exaggerated push, then wiped her tears. "You are a crazy one."
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I got up early the next morning. I wanted to do something nice for Kitty, you know to brighten up her day or something. Quietly, I closed the doors that separated the master bedroom, from the living room. I then called room service, and ordered us an exquisite breakfast.
After cleaning up the blankets on the couch, yes the couch. I was yet again a gentleman to let her have the bed. Anyway, I didn't know what to do. I heard a noise from the next room, and quietly opened the door a crack. Kitty slept in the middle of the huge bed, comfortably. Yet again she looked so peaceful while she slept. I wonder what she dreamt about as she lay there?
A knock at the door interrupted my gazing at her. I quickly opened it and let the waiter bring in our food. I tipped him, then let him know that we would be checking out soon, and would need some transportation to the airport. He nodded, then excused himself.
Again, I quietly slipped over to Kitty's bed, and looked at her. I hated to wake her, but we did need to leave soon. I leaned over and lightly kissed her forehead. She lay motionless.
"Kitty, I mean Angie. Wake up...dear."
"Ahhhhh." She yawned then noticed I was standing above her. "Oh, good morning. What time is it?"
"Time to eat Mrs. Hart. Then we simply have to be off to the airport." I faked a British accent, as if I we were some stuffy married couple.
"But darling, I haven't a thing to wear." She looked at me pleadingly, as she played along.
I snapped out of it real quick. "Oh no. Not that again, we did enough shopping yesterday for the whole year! Besides, we really do have to leave soon."
"Oh come on, I'm just joking with you, now go out for a minute so I can change." She shooed me away with her hands.
I turned on my heels and sauntered out. "Okay, it's just too bad I don't have x-ray vision.." I felt a pillow hit the back of my head as I walked through the door.
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The ride to the airport was smooth. After eating such a big breakfast, we were both completely full, and feeling a little tired. Still anxiety gripped both or minds as we approached the terminal. Logan warned that we were being hunted, but whether or not they were close on our trail, that still remained unknown.
"You know what," Kitty began, "Isn't it going to look kind of odd that we only have one bag each, and are going all the way to Germany?"
"I hadn't really thought about that." We had only bought ourselves one luggage bag each, with just a couple other pairs of clothes for the trip. It was a very long flight, and or tickets were round-trip, so it appeared to be a vacation. "Okay, it anyone asks, let's say this. We'll tell them that we have a friend that lives there, and we already sent some stuff to him before hand, so that the airport searches wouldn't take so long."
"All right, that sounds good." Kitty smiled.
We spent the next half an hour standing in a line to get our passports checked. Keep in mind, the passports for Mr. and Mrs. Hart. Still, we were both a little nervous, though Kitty hid it quite well. We didn't really have a plan of what to do if someone did stop us. I guess if that happened, it would come to us. Finally we got to the front of the line, it was our turn.
"Good-day sir. Name?" A burly looking security guard asked as he stood at a computer.
"Mr. Ethan Hart, and" I said looking at Kitty, "My wife Mrs. Angelina Hart."
"Okay." He checked our names in the computer. "Tickets please."
I handed him our plane tickets, and he briefly looked them over, before handing them back. He continued to type something then stopped. "May I see your ID cards and passports please." All the meanwhile he had barley glanced up at us. He scanned Kitty's card, then asked her to place her figure on the scan area. She complied smoothly, but I still new she was anxious. After looking at her then the passport closely he handed them back.
"Okay Ma'am, it all checks out." He then turned to me. Taking my ID card he slid it through, then checked my thumb print. Everything seemed to be going smoothly. Taking my passport he looked at the picture then turned to me. Suddenly, a look of shock came into his eyes.
He looked at me closer, "Wait a second, I, I know you!"
Kitty and me glanced at each other, her eyes asked, should we run?
Kitty and I sat in silence. I saw the worried expression on her face, but she said nothing. For some reason, I could not help but feel responsible for this all. I don't know who was at Logan's apartment, but if they found him, they could certainly find us.
I felt so much pain inside as I watched Kitty's shock, I new that she, more than anyone, was the victim. I mean, Pete Wisdom, from what I had heard wasn't exactly a conservative guy, and Logan was always getting himself involved in dangerous issues, but Kitty, no Kitty seemed like she would have been happy as a Kindergarten teacher. She would have never got into something like this on her own. However, it was my strong opinion that this was changing her.
"Kitty." I sat next to her and tried to put my arm around her shoulder to comfort her.
"No, no! Don't touch me!" She jumped up and backed away.
I looked baffled. "Kitty, what's wrong? I'm not trying to make any moves or anything. Are you okay?"
"Ahh! Pietro, I know your just trying to help, but you can't. I know you just wanted to save me, but no one can save me." She crossed her arms and looked down at her feet. "Pietro, don't you see the pattern here? Pete, my parents, and, and now Logan..oh, I don't know what I'd do if they got you too. You're a nice guy, and you've been good to me, but theres nothing more you can do!"
"That's not true." I said with sincerity as I stood up. "I can help you. We can get you out of here, I'll change your identity, hide you where ever I must."
"And for how long? How long Pietro? Do I keep running till the day I die, or they catch me? And all the meanwhile incidentally killing those that I come in contact with? I don't want that to happen. I don't want to live and die like that. However, if I must live that life, I want to live it alone, I won't drag you down with me."
Her eyes watered, and she turned her back to me. It was silent for a moment.
The thought briefly crossed my mind. Should I leave? I could just give her the money I have, a plane ticket, and go back to my old life. But something inside knew that I couldn't, not only was I too deep into this wicked game, but there was something else telling me to stay...
I took Kitty by the shoulders and turned her around to face me. "So that's it? You just want me to walk out that door, and leave you here alone?" She looked down, trying to avoid my eyes. "Listen Kitty, can you honestly think that, that would be it? If I walk out that door, not only will I be haunted by the guilt of leaving you, but these mutants will not give up chasing me either, I don't think that's there style. So whether you like it or not, we're in this together. I knew what I was getting into the moment Logan told me. I'm not afraid Kitty, and you don't need to be either. I don't know how we're going to do it, but we're going to fix things, so that they never bother you or me again. I am not going to leave you, ever." I said all of this with a stern and determined voice, I hope that she did take anything the wrong way.
Kitty was silent for only a moment, and then she looked up at me, a smile shown through her tears. "Oh Pietro!" Kitty cried and wrapped her arms around my neck, hugging me.
I new it would be okay. "It'll all work out, you'll see."
She sniffed and looked up at me again, her arms still around my neck, "I know."
I smiled, "Besides, I'm not quick to leave my marriage commitments."
"Oh Pietro!" She gave me a playful and exaggerated push, then wiped her tears. "You are a crazy one."
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I got up early the next morning. I wanted to do something nice for Kitty, you know to brighten up her day or something. Quietly, I closed the doors that separated the master bedroom, from the living room. I then called room service, and ordered us an exquisite breakfast.
After cleaning up the blankets on the couch, yes the couch. I was yet again a gentleman to let her have the bed. Anyway, I didn't know what to do. I heard a noise from the next room, and quietly opened the door a crack. Kitty slept in the middle of the huge bed, comfortably. Yet again she looked so peaceful while she slept. I wonder what she dreamt about as she lay there?
A knock at the door interrupted my gazing at her. I quickly opened it and let the waiter bring in our food. I tipped him, then let him know that we would be checking out soon, and would need some transportation to the airport. He nodded, then excused himself.
Again, I quietly slipped over to Kitty's bed, and looked at her. I hated to wake her, but we did need to leave soon. I leaned over and lightly kissed her forehead. She lay motionless.
"Kitty, I mean Angie. Wake up...dear."
"Ahhhhh." She yawned then noticed I was standing above her. "Oh, good morning. What time is it?"
"Time to eat Mrs. Hart. Then we simply have to be off to the airport." I faked a British accent, as if I we were some stuffy married couple.
"But darling, I haven't a thing to wear." She looked at me pleadingly, as she played along.
I snapped out of it real quick. "Oh no. Not that again, we did enough shopping yesterday for the whole year! Besides, we really do have to leave soon."
"Oh come on, I'm just joking with you, now go out for a minute so I can change." She shooed me away with her hands.
I turned on my heels and sauntered out. "Okay, it's just too bad I don't have x-ray vision.." I felt a pillow hit the back of my head as I walked through the door.
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The ride to the airport was smooth. After eating such a big breakfast, we were both completely full, and feeling a little tired. Still anxiety gripped both or minds as we approached the terminal. Logan warned that we were being hunted, but whether or not they were close on our trail, that still remained unknown.
"You know what," Kitty began, "Isn't it going to look kind of odd that we only have one bag each, and are going all the way to Germany?"
"I hadn't really thought about that." We had only bought ourselves one luggage bag each, with just a couple other pairs of clothes for the trip. It was a very long flight, and or tickets were round-trip, so it appeared to be a vacation. "Okay, it anyone asks, let's say this. We'll tell them that we have a friend that lives there, and we already sent some stuff to him before hand, so that the airport searches wouldn't take so long."
"All right, that sounds good." Kitty smiled.
We spent the next half an hour standing in a line to get our passports checked. Keep in mind, the passports for Mr. and Mrs. Hart. Still, we were both a little nervous, though Kitty hid it quite well. We didn't really have a plan of what to do if someone did stop us. I guess if that happened, it would come to us. Finally we got to the front of the line, it was our turn.
"Good-day sir. Name?" A burly looking security guard asked as he stood at a computer.
"Mr. Ethan Hart, and" I said looking at Kitty, "My wife Mrs. Angelina Hart."
"Okay." He checked our names in the computer. "Tickets please."
I handed him our plane tickets, and he briefly looked them over, before handing them back. He continued to type something then stopped. "May I see your ID cards and passports please." All the meanwhile he had barley glanced up at us. He scanned Kitty's card, then asked her to place her figure on the scan area. She complied smoothly, but I still new she was anxious. After looking at her then the passport closely he handed them back.
"Okay Ma'am, it all checks out." He then turned to me. Taking my ID card he slid it through, then checked my thumb print. Everything seemed to be going smoothly. Taking my passport he looked at the picture then turned to me. Suddenly, a look of shock came into his eyes.
He looked at me closer, "Wait a second, I, I know you!"
Kitty and me glanced at each other, her eyes asked, should we run?