Author's Note- Thanks for help to those who gave me pairings. It's going
to be Betsy/Warren, Brian/ Meggan, and Rahne/Doug. I'm going to downplay
Rahne's religiousness here.
PyroSprite- This soon enough?
ishandahalf- I've gotta say "quick like a bunny on crack" is one saying I've never heard. Very original.
Carla-p- More Romyness planned soon too.
Lupine Draconis- as I said above, I'll try to add more Romy, I like Lancitty as much as the next person but even I get tired of that angst sometimes. "I love you" "You're a hood" "I'm not good enough for you" "ect. Ect. And so forth" Besides, Pete's much better.
Anything but ordinary3- I've always thought that Pete is what you'd get if you crossed Remy and Logan, he speaks in the first person and doesn't try to kill everyone he meets. Glad you like.
RahneMan- Thanks for the ideas for the pairings. If I can fit all of them in I will. I'm already trying to bring Doug in, and I have a plan for Meggan too.
heroes for ghosts- I love your story, note to anyone reading this, go read heroes for ghost's story.
Carla-p- I'm trying to add some more, I may have to split the couples up into chapters as this gets further along.
Rogue151- Hope that I did do well with that last chappie.
Akaineko- Awwe... you think I'm talented? Thanks ;)
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Snow Day and Another Patient
~*~
Don't betray them
By becoming familiar
I'm surprised that you've never been told before
That you're lovely and you're perfect
And that somebody wants you
I'm surprised that you've never been told before
That you're priceless and you're precious
-Semisonic
~*~
"But, Mrs. MacTaggart, it's snowy, do I, like, have to do this?" Kitty asked looking boredly at her homework.
"Aye," Moira said unable to hide her smile at the younger girl's inability to sit still while Kurt, Betsy, Brian, Remy and Rogue were outside. "Now, get t' work, A have t' go check on Carol."
Kitty sighed and turned back to her History homework glaring down at the paper. Rhane was sitting next to her engrossed in her own work. "Stuck workin'?" a male voice said from behind them. Kitty jumped before turning and smiling when she saw Pete behind her.
"World War II," she told him.
He shook his head. "Me condolences. I'll be out `avin' a smoke when you're done." He left and Kitty glared at her paper before trying to finish it. She had always excelled at all her school work, even pulling off an A- in History and a B- in Gym both classes that she loathed but now... she sighed.
"A cannae concentrate!" Rahne exclaimed. Kitty looked at the weregirl surprised. "Let's get out of here."
"I'm, like, all for that," Kitty grinned. They threw on their coats and walked outside. Rogue and Remy were standing looking at the ocean while Kurt, Brian and Betsy engaged in a spirited snowball fight. Kitty moved away from them as they zoned in on Rahne. She saw Pete leaning against a tree smoking.
With a mischievous smile she snuck up behind him before hitting him in the side with a snowball. Pete dropped his cigarette and turned to face her. She looked back at him innocently. Pete merely tackled her taking her down to the snowy ground. She looked into his blue eyes, which were now so close to hers and felt herself tremble slightly.
"Pete?" she asked in a whisper. With a soft smile on his lips he stood extending a hand to help her up. The excess force hulled her tightly to his body. Their faces were once again merely inches away from each other. He leaned in towards her but a snowball hit him before his lips could touch hers. Throwing his hands up in exasperation and muttering under his breath Pete turned and walked away. Kitty turned leaned against the tree feeling annoyed herself; he had been about to kiss her!
Dinner
Kitty sat in silence as the others chatted amiably. "I'm goin' down t' the mainland tomorrow," Pete told Remy after they had finished eating. "You comin'?" Remy met his gaze.
"Actually, Remy needs ta talk ta you, mon brave."
"Fine," Pete said. The two walked into the living room.
"I need a way to stay here."
Pete leaned against the wall. "Why?"
"Mags kept Remy out of jail and in return Remy had ta work fer him. I think I've more than paid my debt, so I want out."
"And if you're here the States can't get you, right?"
"Oui."
"Okay, mate," Pete said with a nod. "I'll talk t' Jardine t'morrow and see what I can do."
"T'anks, mon ami." Rogue walked in with Kitty and Kurt. The three sat down on the couch putting in a movie.
"Ooh, Rocky Horror," Remy exclaimed lifting Rogue up and sitting down replacing her so she was arranged on her lap. Rogue frowned as he linked his arms around her waist.
"What do ya think yer doin', swamp rat?" she demanded.
"There was no other seat," he said innocently.
Kitty looked up at Pete. "Do you want to sit down, I'm sure we can, like, make some room."
"Nien," Kurt said standing. "I told Amanda I'd call her tonight, Herr Wisdom can have my seat." Pete sat in the seat between Kitty, and Rogue and Remy. He listened amused as Rogue and Kitty did most of the callbacks. The movie came to an end and Pete stood to leave for a cigarette. Kitty also got up to follow him. Pete slipped his trench coat over her shoulders and the two walked out.
"Do ya think those two will ever just admit their feelin's?" Rogue asked.
"Non," Remy said. "Much like a certain Southern Belle."
"What are ya talkin' about, swamp rat?" Rogue asked crossing her arms.
"Jest dat de river rat won't admit her feelin's fer Remy," the Cajun said causing her to rule her eyes.
Outside
Kitty stood in silence just watching as Pete leaned against the wall of the house and smoked. "Pete?"
"Yeah, luv?"
She smiled at that endearment. "I-" Neither would ever know what she was about to say because of a soft bamf followed by a joyous voice.
"She's coming!"
"Kurt?" Kitty asked.
"Amanda said she'd come here!" Kurt exclaimed happily. "It's winter break at school so she'll be here for almost a month!" With that he teleported away.
Pete shook his head. "More of the spandex brigade?"
"Amanda?" Kitty asked. "Nope, she's human."
"The fuzzy elf is with a human," Pete said raising his eyebrows.
"Yep," Kitty smiled. "Those two are very cute together."
"I'll take your word for that." They stood in silence for a while until Kitty shivered. "Want t' go in?"
"No," she said wrapping his jacket tighter around herself. "I'm fine. Just a little chilly." Pete nodded.
"I can help with that ya know."
"How?" Pete smiled. He had been hoping she'd play along. He stepped behind her and pulled her back against his body, into his arms. Kitty sighed leaning against him. She could feel the heat from his body and he wasn't lying, it did help. Not to mention that being held in his arms made her feel really warm to begin with.
She turned in his arms laying her head on his chest. Pete, hoping that he wasn't about to upset her, reached down and tilted her head up. Kitty merely smiled at him and closed the rest of the distance herself pressing her lips to his. Kitty sighed happily as she pulled away. "Wow," she whispered of the sensation even that lightest touch created.
Pete grinned looking into her clear eyes. "Ditto." She shivered again and he slid an arm around her waist beginning to lead her inside. "C'mon, luv, I don't want you getting' sick on me." They started to go inside when suddenly Kitty pitched forwards falling. Pete whirled around and saw a figure standing back slightly.
He shot one of his hotknives towards the figure and missed, the man was gone before he could try again. He knelt down beside Kitty seeing that a shot had gone through her shoulder. "Damn it," he muttered and stood carefully lifting Kitty into his arms.
"What happened?" Moira demanded leaping to her feet as Pete entered the kitchen.
"She was shot," Pete said brusquely. "Let's get her to the med-lab." Moira nodded and led the way to the room. Pete gently laid Kitty on the table.
"Wait outside."
"Moira-"
"Go." Pete sighed and left the room. He went upstairs and back into the living room.
"Hey, Pete," Rogue said.
Remy frowned looking at him. "Mon ami, is that blood?"
"Yeah, it's Kitty's," Pete said.
"What?!" Rogue exclaimed. Her shout brought the others in.
"What's wrong?" Brian asked.
"Kitty was shot," Pete said simply and left to go to his room. A few minutes later Betsy came in.
"Pete?"
"Yeah?" he asked not bothering to put on a shirt as he threw his into the trashcan violently.
"Are you alright?"
"Bets, she may die, and I have a really good feelin' `at it's my fault."
"You don't know that."
"Sure I do. When we were in Russia Scratch and Shrine found us."
"What?" Pete had mentioned them once or twice so Betsy knew that they were bad news.
"Scratch is dead but... I don't know about Shrine."
"Moira wants us," Betsy said. "Come on." She stood grabbing Pete's arm and pulling him down the stairs and into the med-lab.
"She wants t' talk to ya," Moira said. "I'll be right back. I need t' check on Carol anyhow." She and Betsy left.
"`Ow do ya feel, luv?" Pete murmured.
"Right now I think I'm high on painkillers," Kitty said.
"Moira said you wanted to talk t' me."
"She lied, I wanted to see you," Kitty said reaching out and grabbing his hand, holding it tightly in her own. Pete smiled sitting on the edge of the bed.
"Did ya now?"
"Mmm hmm," she whispered. She yawned moving closer to the warmth that Pete constantly generated.
"You need to get some sleep." He stood but quickly realized that Kitty wasn't going to let go of his hand. "Luv?"
"Do I get a kiss goodnight?" she asked looking up at him. He chuckled softly and leaned down catching her lips against his own in a soft, chaste kiss.
"Goodnight."
"`Night."
PyroSprite- This soon enough?
ishandahalf- I've gotta say "quick like a bunny on crack" is one saying I've never heard. Very original.
Carla-p- More Romyness planned soon too.
Lupine Draconis- as I said above, I'll try to add more Romy, I like Lancitty as much as the next person but even I get tired of that angst sometimes. "I love you" "You're a hood" "I'm not good enough for you" "ect. Ect. And so forth" Besides, Pete's much better.
Anything but ordinary3- I've always thought that Pete is what you'd get if you crossed Remy and Logan, he speaks in the first person and doesn't try to kill everyone he meets. Glad you like.
RahneMan- Thanks for the ideas for the pairings. If I can fit all of them in I will. I'm already trying to bring Doug in, and I have a plan for Meggan too.
heroes for ghosts- I love your story, note to anyone reading this, go read heroes for ghost's story.
Carla-p- I'm trying to add some more, I may have to split the couples up into chapters as this gets further along.
Rogue151- Hope that I did do well with that last chappie.
Akaineko- Awwe... you think I'm talented? Thanks ;)
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
Snow Day and Another Patient
~*~
Don't betray them
By becoming familiar
I'm surprised that you've never been told before
That you're lovely and you're perfect
And that somebody wants you
I'm surprised that you've never been told before
That you're priceless and you're precious
-Semisonic
~*~
"But, Mrs. MacTaggart, it's snowy, do I, like, have to do this?" Kitty asked looking boredly at her homework.
"Aye," Moira said unable to hide her smile at the younger girl's inability to sit still while Kurt, Betsy, Brian, Remy and Rogue were outside. "Now, get t' work, A have t' go check on Carol."
Kitty sighed and turned back to her History homework glaring down at the paper. Rhane was sitting next to her engrossed in her own work. "Stuck workin'?" a male voice said from behind them. Kitty jumped before turning and smiling when she saw Pete behind her.
"World War II," she told him.
He shook his head. "Me condolences. I'll be out `avin' a smoke when you're done." He left and Kitty glared at her paper before trying to finish it. She had always excelled at all her school work, even pulling off an A- in History and a B- in Gym both classes that she loathed but now... she sighed.
"A cannae concentrate!" Rahne exclaimed. Kitty looked at the weregirl surprised. "Let's get out of here."
"I'm, like, all for that," Kitty grinned. They threw on their coats and walked outside. Rogue and Remy were standing looking at the ocean while Kurt, Brian and Betsy engaged in a spirited snowball fight. Kitty moved away from them as they zoned in on Rahne. She saw Pete leaning against a tree smoking.
With a mischievous smile she snuck up behind him before hitting him in the side with a snowball. Pete dropped his cigarette and turned to face her. She looked back at him innocently. Pete merely tackled her taking her down to the snowy ground. She looked into his blue eyes, which were now so close to hers and felt herself tremble slightly.
"Pete?" she asked in a whisper. With a soft smile on his lips he stood extending a hand to help her up. The excess force hulled her tightly to his body. Their faces were once again merely inches away from each other. He leaned in towards her but a snowball hit him before his lips could touch hers. Throwing his hands up in exasperation and muttering under his breath Pete turned and walked away. Kitty turned leaned against the tree feeling annoyed herself; he had been about to kiss her!
Dinner
Kitty sat in silence as the others chatted amiably. "I'm goin' down t' the mainland tomorrow," Pete told Remy after they had finished eating. "You comin'?" Remy met his gaze.
"Actually, Remy needs ta talk ta you, mon brave."
"Fine," Pete said. The two walked into the living room.
"I need a way to stay here."
Pete leaned against the wall. "Why?"
"Mags kept Remy out of jail and in return Remy had ta work fer him. I think I've more than paid my debt, so I want out."
"And if you're here the States can't get you, right?"
"Oui."
"Okay, mate," Pete said with a nod. "I'll talk t' Jardine t'morrow and see what I can do."
"T'anks, mon ami." Rogue walked in with Kitty and Kurt. The three sat down on the couch putting in a movie.
"Ooh, Rocky Horror," Remy exclaimed lifting Rogue up and sitting down replacing her so she was arranged on her lap. Rogue frowned as he linked his arms around her waist.
"What do ya think yer doin', swamp rat?" she demanded.
"There was no other seat," he said innocently.
Kitty looked up at Pete. "Do you want to sit down, I'm sure we can, like, make some room."
"Nien," Kurt said standing. "I told Amanda I'd call her tonight, Herr Wisdom can have my seat." Pete sat in the seat between Kitty, and Rogue and Remy. He listened amused as Rogue and Kitty did most of the callbacks. The movie came to an end and Pete stood to leave for a cigarette. Kitty also got up to follow him. Pete slipped his trench coat over her shoulders and the two walked out.
"Do ya think those two will ever just admit their feelin's?" Rogue asked.
"Non," Remy said. "Much like a certain Southern Belle."
"What are ya talkin' about, swamp rat?" Rogue asked crossing her arms.
"Jest dat de river rat won't admit her feelin's fer Remy," the Cajun said causing her to rule her eyes.
Outside
Kitty stood in silence just watching as Pete leaned against the wall of the house and smoked. "Pete?"
"Yeah, luv?"
She smiled at that endearment. "I-" Neither would ever know what she was about to say because of a soft bamf followed by a joyous voice.
"She's coming!"
"Kurt?" Kitty asked.
"Amanda said she'd come here!" Kurt exclaimed happily. "It's winter break at school so she'll be here for almost a month!" With that he teleported away.
Pete shook his head. "More of the spandex brigade?"
"Amanda?" Kitty asked. "Nope, she's human."
"The fuzzy elf is with a human," Pete said raising his eyebrows.
"Yep," Kitty smiled. "Those two are very cute together."
"I'll take your word for that." They stood in silence for a while until Kitty shivered. "Want t' go in?"
"No," she said wrapping his jacket tighter around herself. "I'm fine. Just a little chilly." Pete nodded.
"I can help with that ya know."
"How?" Pete smiled. He had been hoping she'd play along. He stepped behind her and pulled her back against his body, into his arms. Kitty sighed leaning against him. She could feel the heat from his body and he wasn't lying, it did help. Not to mention that being held in his arms made her feel really warm to begin with.
She turned in his arms laying her head on his chest. Pete, hoping that he wasn't about to upset her, reached down and tilted her head up. Kitty merely smiled at him and closed the rest of the distance herself pressing her lips to his. Kitty sighed happily as she pulled away. "Wow," she whispered of the sensation even that lightest touch created.
Pete grinned looking into her clear eyes. "Ditto." She shivered again and he slid an arm around her waist beginning to lead her inside. "C'mon, luv, I don't want you getting' sick on me." They started to go inside when suddenly Kitty pitched forwards falling. Pete whirled around and saw a figure standing back slightly.
He shot one of his hotknives towards the figure and missed, the man was gone before he could try again. He knelt down beside Kitty seeing that a shot had gone through her shoulder. "Damn it," he muttered and stood carefully lifting Kitty into his arms.
"What happened?" Moira demanded leaping to her feet as Pete entered the kitchen.
"She was shot," Pete said brusquely. "Let's get her to the med-lab." Moira nodded and led the way to the room. Pete gently laid Kitty on the table.
"Wait outside."
"Moira-"
"Go." Pete sighed and left the room. He went upstairs and back into the living room.
"Hey, Pete," Rogue said.
Remy frowned looking at him. "Mon ami, is that blood?"
"Yeah, it's Kitty's," Pete said.
"What?!" Rogue exclaimed. Her shout brought the others in.
"What's wrong?" Brian asked.
"Kitty was shot," Pete said simply and left to go to his room. A few minutes later Betsy came in.
"Pete?"
"Yeah?" he asked not bothering to put on a shirt as he threw his into the trashcan violently.
"Are you alright?"
"Bets, she may die, and I have a really good feelin' `at it's my fault."
"You don't know that."
"Sure I do. When we were in Russia Scratch and Shrine found us."
"What?" Pete had mentioned them once or twice so Betsy knew that they were bad news.
"Scratch is dead but... I don't know about Shrine."
"Moira wants us," Betsy said. "Come on." She stood grabbing Pete's arm and pulling him down the stairs and into the med-lab.
"She wants t' talk to ya," Moira said. "I'll be right back. I need t' check on Carol anyhow." She and Betsy left.
"`Ow do ya feel, luv?" Pete murmured.
"Right now I think I'm high on painkillers," Kitty said.
"Moira said you wanted to talk t' me."
"She lied, I wanted to see you," Kitty said reaching out and grabbing his hand, holding it tightly in her own. Pete smiled sitting on the edge of the bed.
"Did ya now?"
"Mmm hmm," she whispered. She yawned moving closer to the warmth that Pete constantly generated.
"You need to get some sleep." He stood but quickly realized that Kitty wasn't going to let go of his hand. "Luv?"
"Do I get a kiss goodnight?" she asked looking up at him. He chuckled softly and leaned down catching her lips against his own in a soft, chaste kiss.
"Goodnight."
"`Night."