Author's Note- I'd do the whole Douglock thing but to have Douglock you
first need Doug and Warlock so I'm just going to do Doug Ramsey.
~*~
Back to London
~*~
Tap on my window knock on my door
I want to make you feel beautiful
I know I tend to get insecure
It doesn't matter anymore
It's not always rainbows and butterflies
It's compromise that moves us along
My heart is full and my door's always open
You can come anytime you want
-Maroon 5
~*~
Two days later
The sound of the plane landing started Remy, Rogue, and Kurt who were waiting, very impatiently, for Brian and Betsy to get back with their passengers. The group walked outside and Kurt bamfed over to Amanda sweeping his girlfriend off of her feet and swung her around. "I've missed you, liebchen," he smiled sweeping down for a quick kiss. Amanda laughed wrapping her arms around his neck. Another man came out and walked to them.
"Hi," he said. "I'm Doug."
"Ah know," Rogue said. "Yer friends with Kitty right?"
"Yeah," he acknowledged.
"She's in the Med-lab if ya want ta see her," Rogue told him. Rahne rushed outside and ran directly into Doug nearly causing both of them to fall. He steadied her by holding her against him and looked into the green eyes of the weregirl who was blushing furiously.
"A'm sorry-" she stammered.
"That makes one of us," he smiled as he released her arms. Her blush went even deeper.
"What's the hurry, wolf-girl?" Rogue asked coming to the flustered girl's rescue.
"Um... lunch is ready," she said still blushing.
"Lead on," Doug said still smiling down at her. Rahne stammered something else and led them inside.
In the Med-Lab
Kitty sighed looking down at her papers. Now that she was stuck in the med- lab there was no excuse for her to not work, as Moira had cheerfully informed her. She glared at the paper, which was asking about D-Day. A man walked in and Kitty sat up straighter. "Hi," he said.
"Doug?" Kitty asked relaxing slightly; he was in about half of her classes. "What are you doing here?"
"Amanda said I could come with her, my parents are on a cruise," he dropped into a chair. "What happened to you?"
"I got shot," Kitty said. "Hey, Doug, you like history, right?"
"It's okay," he said.
Kitty grinned. "Great, so you can help me." He moved and sat down on the edge of the bed. With his help Kitty was three-fourths of the way done when Pete came in. He looked at Doug then back at Kitty. "Pete, this is Doug, we went to school together." Doug stood and extended a hand smiling. Pete took the hand his habitual scowl firmly in place.
Rahne came in behind Pete and smiled at Kitty. "Moira said that you can go back to your room."
"Thank God," Kitty said. Pete went to her side and lifted her off of the bed setting her gently onto her feet. "Thanks," she smiled. He nodded curtly and walked away. "What's wrong with him?"
"He's jealous," Rahne told Kitty with a small smile.
"Jealous?" Kitty asked. She looked at Doug. "Of him?"
Rahne nodded. "That would be my guess." Kitty shook her head and left. She started to go into her room but paused as she heard soft conversation coming from her room. She turned to go back downstairs when a voice stopped her.
"Get in here, you look like yer gonna pass out." Grateful, Kitty followed Pete into his room. "Lay down." She obeyed that immediately, curling up on his bed. "This Doug guy... you like him?"
"We're friends," Kitty said. She smiled up at him before repeating what he had said to her when they had gotten back from Russia. "You're jealous."
"Damn straight I am!" he exclaimed.
"Pete," Kitty smiled. "You totally don't have to be jealous of Doug. He's only a friend. Besides, I think he likes Rahne." She yawned and buried her head in his pillow breathing in the scent of tobacco, alcohol, aftershave, and musky male that was purely Pete. "`Sides, you're my guy." Pete smiled at that and sat down beside her brushing his hands through her hair as she began to doze off.
"Get some sleep, luv."
"G'night," she murmured.
The next morning
Kitty woke up in Pete's bed seeing him packing. "What are you doing?" she murmured. He looked over at her and smiled.
"If you remember I was supposed to go to London a few days ago," he said.
"Yeah."
"So, I'm going tomorrow."
"You're leaving?"
"Just fer a few days. That is if I can convince Brian t' take me."
"I'll take you," Kitty said. He looked at her surprised. "Hank and Warren taught me how to fly. I'm actually a lot better at it than I am at driving."
"You're injured," he reminded her.
"I'm fine," she said.
"You just got out of the med-lab."
"I know, but I'm totally okay. It's going to be crowded here for the next few days." She looked at him pouting. "Pretty please...?"
Pete chuckled. "Fine, luv. If the witchdoctor doesn't have a problem with it." She smiled up at him. "I'll go talk t' her." He left.
The next evening
"You two sure you'll be alright?" Moira asked.
"Yes," Kitty said.
"Change that bandage once a night, Wisdom," Moira ordered.
"`At means I get t' see ya shirtless," Pete murmured to Kitty causing her to elbow him. "Ow!"
"Be careful, sugah," Rogue said carrying one of Kitty's bags to the plane as she carried the lighter one and Pete carried his own bag and another one of hers. Rogue tossed her bag on board and was shocked to see it fly across the plane. "Oh my Gawd," she whispered. "Sorry, Kit. Ah'm still not used ta these powers."
"It's cool," the Valley-Girl shrugged. "That was just some clothes. Pete has my make up and shampoo and stuff."
"That's why this bag's so bloody heavy," Pete said tossing it onto the plane.
"Pete!" Kitty exclaimed. "Be careful with that!"
"Bite me," he called over his shoulder as he got onto the plane.
"That man is completely impossible!" Kitty exclaimed. "I'll see you guys."
"Have fun," Betsy said with a knowing grin. Kitty rolled her eyes.
"Take care of my plane!" Brian told her.
"Bye!" Rahne called. Kitty waved to her before going towards the plane. Pete came back to help her up. Kitty got the plane ready for take off as Pete spoke to some one on the phone.
"Me ol' flat's ready fer us t' stay there," he said.
"Pete, I've seen your room. Your 'flat' must be totally disgusting."
"Now see, `at's completely rude." She stuck her tongue out at him. "That's real mature." A few hours later they touched down. Pete carried his own bag and Kitty's heavier bags as they walked until he could hale a cab. Soon the two were in front of an apartment building. "`Ome sweet `ome." He sat down her bags to unlock the door to find that it was already unlocked. "Stay here."
"Pete-"
"Yer injured. Just listen t' me fer once." He sat down the last bag and crept inside.
"Pete! Nice t' see you!"
"Wot in the bloody `ell are ya doing here?!"
"Is that anyway to greet your big sister?"
"Kit, you can come in," Pete called.
"Fine, but you're getting the bags," Kitty said as she walked in. Pete gave her a look and she just smiled. "Stitches, remember?"
"Already she's trouble," he said in mock annoyance. He went into the hall and grabbed their bags. "Roma, this is Kitty Pryde. Kitty, this is me sister Romany."
"Hi," Kitty said extending a hand which a bemused Romany took.
"Wot?" Pete asked seeing his sister's look.
"Last time I saw you, you were with that Carol bird," Romany said.
"Things change."
"No kidding, you were also part of Black Air," she smiled suddenly. "I'm proud of ya, Pete, for getting out of there."
"I had t'. I couldn't go through another..." he stopped. "You never answered me question, Roma."
"Jardine told me you were coming. I wanted to apologize."
"For?"
"The way I treated you when you were part of Black Air."
"I deserved it and worse," Pete said looking down bitterly.
"No," Romany said. "You're family. I should have remembered that."
"It's over now."
"That it is."
"I'll leave you two to get unpacked," Romany said. "I'd like to get together later."
"I'll call ya," Pete promised. Romany smiled and went to him hugging him.
"I have missed you, Pete."
Pete sighed hugging her back before stepping back. "I missed you too," he admitted. With another smile she left.
"So that was your sister," Kitty said.
"Yeah."
"She, like, seems nice."
"Usually is."
"You're very talkative tonight."
"Sorry, grasshopper, just never expected Roma t' apologize." They walked out side leaving their things on the floor. "I need t' talk t' an old mate of mine. You want t' do some shoppin' in the meantime?"
"Sure," Kitty said with a bright smile at the thought of shopping.
"I'll meet you here in two hours, okay?"
"Yeah."
~*~
Back to London
~*~
Tap on my window knock on my door
I want to make you feel beautiful
I know I tend to get insecure
It doesn't matter anymore
It's not always rainbows and butterflies
It's compromise that moves us along
My heart is full and my door's always open
You can come anytime you want
-Maroon 5
~*~
Two days later
The sound of the plane landing started Remy, Rogue, and Kurt who were waiting, very impatiently, for Brian and Betsy to get back with their passengers. The group walked outside and Kurt bamfed over to Amanda sweeping his girlfriend off of her feet and swung her around. "I've missed you, liebchen," he smiled sweeping down for a quick kiss. Amanda laughed wrapping her arms around his neck. Another man came out and walked to them.
"Hi," he said. "I'm Doug."
"Ah know," Rogue said. "Yer friends with Kitty right?"
"Yeah," he acknowledged.
"She's in the Med-lab if ya want ta see her," Rogue told him. Rahne rushed outside and ran directly into Doug nearly causing both of them to fall. He steadied her by holding her against him and looked into the green eyes of the weregirl who was blushing furiously.
"A'm sorry-" she stammered.
"That makes one of us," he smiled as he released her arms. Her blush went even deeper.
"What's the hurry, wolf-girl?" Rogue asked coming to the flustered girl's rescue.
"Um... lunch is ready," she said still blushing.
"Lead on," Doug said still smiling down at her. Rahne stammered something else and led them inside.
In the Med-Lab
Kitty sighed looking down at her papers. Now that she was stuck in the med- lab there was no excuse for her to not work, as Moira had cheerfully informed her. She glared at the paper, which was asking about D-Day. A man walked in and Kitty sat up straighter. "Hi," he said.
"Doug?" Kitty asked relaxing slightly; he was in about half of her classes. "What are you doing here?"
"Amanda said I could come with her, my parents are on a cruise," he dropped into a chair. "What happened to you?"
"I got shot," Kitty said. "Hey, Doug, you like history, right?"
"It's okay," he said.
Kitty grinned. "Great, so you can help me." He moved and sat down on the edge of the bed. With his help Kitty was three-fourths of the way done when Pete came in. He looked at Doug then back at Kitty. "Pete, this is Doug, we went to school together." Doug stood and extended a hand smiling. Pete took the hand his habitual scowl firmly in place.
Rahne came in behind Pete and smiled at Kitty. "Moira said that you can go back to your room."
"Thank God," Kitty said. Pete went to her side and lifted her off of the bed setting her gently onto her feet. "Thanks," she smiled. He nodded curtly and walked away. "What's wrong with him?"
"He's jealous," Rahne told Kitty with a small smile.
"Jealous?" Kitty asked. She looked at Doug. "Of him?"
Rahne nodded. "That would be my guess." Kitty shook her head and left. She started to go into her room but paused as she heard soft conversation coming from her room. She turned to go back downstairs when a voice stopped her.
"Get in here, you look like yer gonna pass out." Grateful, Kitty followed Pete into his room. "Lay down." She obeyed that immediately, curling up on his bed. "This Doug guy... you like him?"
"We're friends," Kitty said. She smiled up at him before repeating what he had said to her when they had gotten back from Russia. "You're jealous."
"Damn straight I am!" he exclaimed.
"Pete," Kitty smiled. "You totally don't have to be jealous of Doug. He's only a friend. Besides, I think he likes Rahne." She yawned and buried her head in his pillow breathing in the scent of tobacco, alcohol, aftershave, and musky male that was purely Pete. "`Sides, you're my guy." Pete smiled at that and sat down beside her brushing his hands through her hair as she began to doze off.
"Get some sleep, luv."
"G'night," she murmured.
The next morning
Kitty woke up in Pete's bed seeing him packing. "What are you doing?" she murmured. He looked over at her and smiled.
"If you remember I was supposed to go to London a few days ago," he said.
"Yeah."
"So, I'm going tomorrow."
"You're leaving?"
"Just fer a few days. That is if I can convince Brian t' take me."
"I'll take you," Kitty said. He looked at her surprised. "Hank and Warren taught me how to fly. I'm actually a lot better at it than I am at driving."
"You're injured," he reminded her.
"I'm fine," she said.
"You just got out of the med-lab."
"I know, but I'm totally okay. It's going to be crowded here for the next few days." She looked at him pouting. "Pretty please...?"
Pete chuckled. "Fine, luv. If the witchdoctor doesn't have a problem with it." She smiled up at him. "I'll go talk t' her." He left.
The next evening
"You two sure you'll be alright?" Moira asked.
"Yes," Kitty said.
"Change that bandage once a night, Wisdom," Moira ordered.
"`At means I get t' see ya shirtless," Pete murmured to Kitty causing her to elbow him. "Ow!"
"Be careful, sugah," Rogue said carrying one of Kitty's bags to the plane as she carried the lighter one and Pete carried his own bag and another one of hers. Rogue tossed her bag on board and was shocked to see it fly across the plane. "Oh my Gawd," she whispered. "Sorry, Kit. Ah'm still not used ta these powers."
"It's cool," the Valley-Girl shrugged. "That was just some clothes. Pete has my make up and shampoo and stuff."
"That's why this bag's so bloody heavy," Pete said tossing it onto the plane.
"Pete!" Kitty exclaimed. "Be careful with that!"
"Bite me," he called over his shoulder as he got onto the plane.
"That man is completely impossible!" Kitty exclaimed. "I'll see you guys."
"Have fun," Betsy said with a knowing grin. Kitty rolled her eyes.
"Take care of my plane!" Brian told her.
"Bye!" Rahne called. Kitty waved to her before going towards the plane. Pete came back to help her up. Kitty got the plane ready for take off as Pete spoke to some one on the phone.
"Me ol' flat's ready fer us t' stay there," he said.
"Pete, I've seen your room. Your 'flat' must be totally disgusting."
"Now see, `at's completely rude." She stuck her tongue out at him. "That's real mature." A few hours later they touched down. Pete carried his own bag and Kitty's heavier bags as they walked until he could hale a cab. Soon the two were in front of an apartment building. "`Ome sweet `ome." He sat down her bags to unlock the door to find that it was already unlocked. "Stay here."
"Pete-"
"Yer injured. Just listen t' me fer once." He sat down the last bag and crept inside.
"Pete! Nice t' see you!"
"Wot in the bloody `ell are ya doing here?!"
"Is that anyway to greet your big sister?"
"Kit, you can come in," Pete called.
"Fine, but you're getting the bags," Kitty said as she walked in. Pete gave her a look and she just smiled. "Stitches, remember?"
"Already she's trouble," he said in mock annoyance. He went into the hall and grabbed their bags. "Roma, this is Kitty Pryde. Kitty, this is me sister Romany."
"Hi," Kitty said extending a hand which a bemused Romany took.
"Wot?" Pete asked seeing his sister's look.
"Last time I saw you, you were with that Carol bird," Romany said.
"Things change."
"No kidding, you were also part of Black Air," she smiled suddenly. "I'm proud of ya, Pete, for getting out of there."
"I had t'. I couldn't go through another..." he stopped. "You never answered me question, Roma."
"Jardine told me you were coming. I wanted to apologize."
"For?"
"The way I treated you when you were part of Black Air."
"I deserved it and worse," Pete said looking down bitterly.
"No," Romany said. "You're family. I should have remembered that."
"It's over now."
"That it is."
"I'll leave you two to get unpacked," Romany said. "I'd like to get together later."
"I'll call ya," Pete promised. Romany smiled and went to him hugging him.
"I have missed you, Pete."
Pete sighed hugging her back before stepping back. "I missed you too," he admitted. With another smile she left.
"So that was your sister," Kitty said.
"Yeah."
"She, like, seems nice."
"Usually is."
"You're very talkative tonight."
"Sorry, grasshopper, just never expected Roma t' apologize." They walked out side leaving their things on the floor. "I need t' talk t' an old mate of mine. You want t' do some shoppin' in the meantime?"
"Sure," Kitty said with a bright smile at the thought of shopping.
"I'll meet you here in two hours, okay?"
"Yeah."