Author's Note- 17 reviews for one chappie. You love me you really love me (sob...) Thanks everyone, for all the support.
A.J. Starhiker- I'm glad you like... although, there aren't that many other ways to get them together.
Kagome Rogue Shizoru- Yeah, I'm thinking I should. I don't want this one to suffer the same fate of "Downfall"
Demonic Gambit- Wow... a motorcycle shaped spaceship... I'm impressed. Of course it's them. Who else would attack Pete and Kitty in London... except the Hellfire club... and that ninja dude.
Rogue07- Well, there's a little fighting here.
PomegranateQueen- There will be more Romy, it's just hard to fit them in right now. Don't worry though, I won't forget about them, in fact, I want to put more of the other couples too.
Callian- Just read your profile, "sarcastic little bitch" huh? Nice to see I'm not the only one.
Piotr's Girl- Might be a good idea.
Kitty Pryde2-Yeah, sorry it took so long. I was in a bit of a writing slump.
Sickmindedsucker- That... is just wrong. Then again, who knows what kind of weird things Shrine (a telepath) was having Pete do?
ishandahalf- Muffin? I'll just rely on my own personal motto here. Smile and nod.
RikaTabithaStarr- And don't forget Nightshade, I killed off a female character there, the only time that I've ever done that. I've never even considered having a main character die here... hmm... well, it won't be in this story... but there's always "It Doesn't Matter"
FlameDancer77- It's Bobby, that's all I can say. And that's true, for the people who don't like the lemony parts they can skip past it, I always label the part at the top.
Richard-Raven-Croft, VG101, Allimba, DazzlinShorty curlygurly- Thanks guys!
Missing
"Phase us through the ground," Pete whispered. "Go... now." Kitty grabbed his arm and phased them into the ground. He directed her so that they found themselves in a back alley when they came up for air. Pete waited a few seconds before turning to Kitty. "Kiss me."
Kitty raised her eyebrows at that request. "I don't think now's a good time-" Pete cut her off with his own lips. Kitty sighed against his lips giving him the opening he needed. His arms snaked around her waist holding her firmly against him.
He backed her up, leaving her sandwiched between the wall and his body. His hands seemed to be molded to her buttocks coaxing her to grind against him. Kitty whimpered softly feeling him pressing against her. He kept kissing her for almost ten minutes. He pulled away slowly. "Wow," she whispered.
"Okay, let's go."
"Jerk."
"Wot'd I do?"
She crossed her arms glaring up at him. "You kiss me like that and then you want to leave."
He smiled. "Sadly, we don't have the time or the place for anything else." He took her hand. "Besides, I needed t' make sure they weren't followin' us. Plus, it was fun." She rolled her eyes.
He led her out of the alley and they haled a cab. It stopped at an apartment building. The two paid the cabby and got out. They walked into the building and up a flight of stairs. Pete knocked on the door, which opened, revealing a blond man. He raised one sardonic eyebrow.
"Wisdom."
"Constantine," Pete nodded. "Where's Roma?"
"Wot?"
Pete could feet panic welling up inside him. "Romany." There was no look of recognition in the other man's eyes. "Me sister, yer friend. Where the bloody ell is she?!"
"How in the bloody ell should I know?"
Pete paled. "God, no."
"Don't worry," Kitty said and gently touched Pete's shoulder. "We'll get her back."
John blinked. "'Back'?" he repeated. "I suggest one of ya tells me wot's goin' on."
"Black Air," Pete spat out. "They took Romany."
"Wot's the plan?" John asked.
"Yer comin'?"
"Of course," John said. He took out a gun and out the silencer on it. "I can use this, even if I usually don't. And I'll call Chas."
"Fine," Pete nodded. "Pryde, call the X-Men, tell them that we'll be an extra night."
"We could use their help," Kitty protested.
"We need to do this quickly and quietly, though, I'll admit, the Cajun would be nice t' ave along. I'm gonna call an old mate, see if he can get me some information." The trio separated to make their calls.
"Chas is on 'is way," John said.
"Jardine gave me the new base's whereabouts."
"Logan is not very happy."
"I'll die later," Pete shrugged. "Let's go find Roma." The two followed Pete and got into the waiting cab.
"I don't know why I agree t' these things," the cabbie sighed and shook his head lightly.
"This is Chas," Pete told Kitty. "This is Kitty Pryde."
"Evening ma'am," Chas nodded.
"Chas gets an introduction and I don't?" John asked as though hurt.
Pete shrugged. "Yeah." Pete pulled out a piece of paper he had sketched while talking to Jardine. "Kit, the holding cells are here." He pointed. "Go straight there, stay phased an' get her out. John, Chas, we're here t' draw their fire and distract them. Got any vests?"
"In the back," Chas nodded. They drove for about thirty minutes.
"Stop here," Pete said. Chas pulled the car over. The guys got out and put on the vests.
"Luv?" John asked offering her one.
Kitty smiled. "Not necessary." Pete handed her a gun. "I've never even held one of these before," Kitty protested.
"Now's a good time t' learn," Pete said reaching over to take the safety off the gun.
"But-"
"Just do it t' make me feel better," Pete pleaded. Kitty sighed and took the gun clicking the safety back on and putting it in the waistband of her jeans. "Be careful, luv." They kissed briefly.
"You too," she said. She phased through the ground ending up in a ventilation system.
The guys
Pete and John led the way to the building. "I didn't think you'd be this stupid," a man said at the door with a group of men.
"Threadgold," Pete nodded. "Neither did I, honestly. Should we just get started?"
"Good idea." The two drew their guns and ran for cover before opening fire on each other.
Kitty
Kitty dropped down to the floor finally finding herself in a cell.
"Grrr..." Kitty tensed and turned. She was met with a pair of yellow eyes. They belonged to a small purple dragon. "Grr..."
"Easy, dragon," Kitty said soothingly.
"Grrr..."
"I'm not going to hurt you."
"Grrr..."
Kitty chewed on her bottom lip before coming up with something else. "I can get you out of here." He stopped growling immediately and flew to her wrapping himself around her neck. "Okay, let's go." She stuck her head out of the door before phasing through it. She looked into each cell before finally finding the person she was looking for. "Romany."
"Kitty?" Romany asked raising an eyebrow in surprise. "This is unexpected." She took Kitty's hand and they went back through the door. "Why do you have a dragon?" Romany asked as they made their way back out to the car.
"I didn't want him to eat me," Kitty smiled as the dragon nuzzled her cheek happily.
"Ah," Romany nodded. The guys came back looking slightly frazzled. John and Pete took turns hugging Romany.
"Did they hurt you?" Pete asked.
"I was just bait, for a very badly set trap," Romany assured him. "Apparently they didn't count on Kitty, or even John," she looked up at the blond haired man obviously surprised herself that John had come along, "they must have expected you t' go alone."
"Kit, luv, wot in the bloody ell is that thing?" Pete asked.
"I think it's, like, a dragon," Kitty shrugged.
"Doesn't the institute have a 'no pet' rule?" Pete asked.
"He's not a pet," Kitty protested. The dragon growled at Pete. "He's... I totally don't know what he is."
"He's cute," Romany smiled scratching the dragon on the head, he cooed happily, leaning into his hand.
"We can't take it home with us."
"Why not?"
"It'll... never get through customs."
"Silly, we never go through customs."
"But-"
"It's fate," Kitty pointed out. "Look at him, doesn't he remind you of something?"
"I ain't takin' him with back with us."
"Children," John interrupted. "Can we argue on our way back t' me flat?" Everyone piled into the cab and Chas took off.
"Did you really want me to leave him back there?" Kitty asked throwing in puppy eyes for good measure. "They probably would have killed him."
"I... well... we-" Pete paused knowing he was beat; there was no way that he could say no to that look. "Damn it. Fine, he stays. Mebbe the prof'll even let ya keep him."
"So, what do you say, dragon, do you want to come back with us?" Kitty inquired.
"Yah!" he chirped.
"I'll call you... Lockheed," Kitty announced. "Is that okay?" He licked her cheek in response. "I take it you like that." Pete and Lockheed met each other's gaze. Lockheed breathed out some smoke and Pete snorted in derision.
"Scary."
"Grrr..."
"Don't fight," Kitty admonished. She held Lockheed and cuddled up to Pete. Lockheed laid his head on Kitty's shoulder, trying to bite Pete whenever the Londoner came too close.
"I was 'ere first, you flyin' purple people eater," Pete growled.
"Grrr..."
"Guys," Kitty sighed.
"You should stay at me flat," John said to Romany.
"I 'ave t' agree," Pete said reluctantly. "It'd be safer."
"Are we, like, flying back tonight?" Kitty asked.
"When you're operating on almost no sleep?" Pete asked. "Hell no."
"You lot can stay the night too," John said. "The couch is a pull out."
"Thanks," Pete nodded.
"But I don't have any clothes," Kitty protested lightly, "except what I have on now."
"Don't worry," Pete said. "You can sleep without 'em."
"Pete!" Kitty exclaimed blushing.
"Wot?" Pete asked innocently.
"I had t' have been adopted," Romany said.
"Grrr..."
"Pryde, the anteater may encounter and accident if he keep growlin' at me like that," Pete cautioned.
"Lockheed, be nice," Kitty chided. He snuggled closer and stuck his forked tongue out at Pete.
"We're back," John announced. "Thanks, Chas."
"Me ol' lady's gonna kill me, but you're welcome. It's nice to have met you, Miss Pryde."
"Likewise," Kitty smiled as she got out. The group went back up the stairs to John's flat.