My dreams are filled with fireworks and dancing lights. A free fall through the atmosphere knowing that my fall will be cushioned by the safe presence that surrounds me.

I turn in the bed, just wanting to go back to my lovely dream, and snuggle closer to the warm chest that cradles me.

Wait, what?

I blink my eyes open and see Chris' peacefully sleeping face. There's a smile tugging at the corner of his lips, I think this is the most comfortable I have ever seen him.

Somehow during the night the blanket that had separated us had lowered and it's now bunched around his waist. This left his, thankfully clothed, upperbody with nothing to stop it from reaching out to hold me.

It was nice, being held like this; his body is so warm and I feel the present tingle that I'd now begun to associate with his touch. I can't help the small sigh that escapes me. My body becomes ridged when he let's out a small murmer and pulls me further into him, my face now nuzzling into his neck.

Okay, I have to get out of this before he wakes up. As much as I want to stay here, I dread to think of the embarrassment we will both feel if he wakes up in this position.

There is also still that nagging feeling in the back of my mind, reminding me this is very wrong and not fair, but I brush it to the side as this effort will require all my focus.

Wondering how I'm going to make it out of this, I ponder my next move. Maybe I could use my legs to slowly move down and escape his grasp? I think that's about the only option because a direct pull away was bound to wake him.

Resolved in my attemp, I make my first move. My head is about face to face with his stomach, I only need to move his arm from around my neck now. I am delicately in the process of placing it back down when all my hard work is ruined by one word.

"Meow?"

Felix, you snitch!!

At the sound I see his body flex, and his arms reach out around the bed as if searching for someone. Their attempt is stopped as they collide with my knees and those sparks I had just escaped were back in full force. He explores my knee with his fingers as if trying to identify the shape, and his touch veers up my thigh.

My face bursts into flame and I'm struggling to think of a way out of this when his eyes slowly start to open.

Oh God, is this a better or worse postion than before? I honestly can't tell.

His green eyes find my shocked ones and he murmers sleepily, "Good morning," with that smile still tugging on his lips and his fingers unconsciously go higher towards me.

I stammer out something incoherent and he looks at me in question before realising where his hand is heading and sliding it back quickly.

As soon as I'm free from his touch I spring off the bed and excalim something that is meant to sound like "Bathroom!" Not waiting to see his face or hear what he has to say about what his fingers had been exploring.

Once I'm done, I go to the bar and grab a tall glass of water taking a moment to collect myself. Oh my Gosh, how did that happen? Can I just run away please? Oh my God.

I really want to just grab all my things and leave, but the only thing that stops me is the thought of Felix and her kittens. I still haven't decided what I'm going to do about them.

Seeing the idea for not only a helping hand, but also a buffer between Chris and I, I rush to my bag and pull my phone out.

Huh, four missed calls from the same unknown number, and even one from Beth - what could that be about?

Knowing the kittens are my top priority right now, I ignore them all and look for the contact of the one person who has never let me down.

I send her a very quick text of, 'Help! Have kittens at P3, in Chris' room!" And send it before I can hesitate.

I really want to stay out here, but I should probably go back in there... I refil my water trying to take as long as possible and take my bad with me as I make my way back into Chris' room.

The kittens are all awake now, clamering for sips of their mothers milk. Felix looks quite annoyed at the attention but doesn't try to escape it.

Chris is leaning his hand in and petting a particular kitten, his fingers stop their movement at the sight of my return.

He opens his mouth, but I don't let him speak as I say quickly, "I got some more water for them, also, Paige should be on her way. I asked her to come help us out."

He looks disappointed, but nods his head at my words as I lean in and fill the small water bowl he had gotten the night before. I also give Felix the remainder of the chicken, she really needs to keep her strength up.

We sit in silence like this for too long. Me, staring steadfast at Felix and her kittens while he sits on his bed fully clothed looking like he really wants to say something.

He seems to be gaining his resolve but luckily before he can fully, our silence is interupted by flashing lights and that specific jingle.

"Paige!" I exclaim with relief and rush to hug her.

She makes an 'ooph' sound at the collision but doesn't push me of as she says, "Cas, I got your text - what's this about kittens?"

As if hearing their title being called, the kittens all start up anew with their cute tiny noises. My heart melts at the sound and I can see it having a similar effect on Paige. Felix is looking as casual as ever, like she didn't just witness someone come into being infront of her. I wish I was that cool.

"Oh God, you weren't joking," Paige says before realising, "Piper's going to kill you when she finds out you kept kittens in her club," she pauses before clarifying, "Well, maybe not now but when she gets her sense back your head will be on the chopping block, missy."

"I know, I know," I respond, "But I didn't have anywhere else to take them, you know I can't have pets in my apartment!"

She nods thoughtfully and looks between us with suspicion at our rumpled appearance. It's definitely obvious to her that I'd slept here, she had seen me in the club the night before and knew these were the same clothes I had been wearing.

Chris interjects, "So, any clue where we can take these little guys?" He probably saw the incoming interrogation and wants to avoid it almost as much as I do.

Paige gives me a look like, 'this isn't over', before she sighs and says, "Yeah I think I know someone who would be willing to take them in, but we're gonna have to orb there."

"Who?" I ask, not wanting to hand them over to just anyone.

Paige hesitates as she says, "Katrina. She... it's complicated, but we can trust her."

The last part is said with a certainty that convinces me. I quickly move to Paige's side and it's decided Chris will take the box with Felix and her kittens.

Our journey is swift and though vaugely reminiscent, doesn't capture the full joy of my dream and I find myself disappointed. It's been a while since I last orbed so maybe the novelty had just worn off?

We appear in a humble kitchen, right infront of a kind looking woman with curly blonde hair. I start and look to the others wondering if this is okay but Paige just smiles as says, "Hello Kit"

"Paige," she says with a smile as Chris orbs in behind us, "You brought guests. How unexpected."

Embarrased I rush to say, "I'm sorry, I hope we're not imposing."

She smiles nicely and says, "Of course not my dear. Come, set them down over here."

We move to the living room and Chris places the box on the coffee table.

She opens the cover and says with fondness, "Felicitas, you always were a curious one." Felix purs in responce

I startle at the name, and look to her questioning, "Felicitas?"

"Yes dear, I raised this one when she was just a kitten. It's pleasing to know that she found someone to keep her safe in her time of need."

I blush at the look she gives me and Paige questions, "Does that mean she's a familiar?"

She humms, making the crypic statement, "All creatures have the potential."

I want to question her more, but am cut off by vibrations from my bag.

"I better check that," I murmer to the group. Seeing Beth's name on the caller ID, I walk away from them and answer it, "Hello?"

"Cassidy!" She practically yells, "Thank God you finally answered. Where have you been all night?"

I jump at her tone and question, I respond, "Aahum, P3. After my shift I was so tired, I just fell asleep in the back room." Not a complete lie. Wait, "How do you know I didn't come home? Weren't you-"

"Nevermind that," she cuts me off quickly, "Oh I should have guessed, you workaholic! Are you still there?"

"Er, yeah. Of course." I hope she doesn't hear the lie in my voice.

I hear a shuffling in the background and distant voices before she says, "Good. Stay there." And she promptly hugs up.

Oh God. I need to get back, now.

"Who was that?" Chris asks from behind me and I jump, clutching my phone to my chest.

"I told you to stop doing that!" I exclaim, before answering, "My roomate Beth, I think she's on her way to P3 right now so I really need to get back there."

"Here, I can orb you while Paige handles things here." He offered out a hand as it says it.

It's a tempting offer, I can see Paige is enjoying her time here catching up with the woman - Kit, She called her?

"Okay, let me just tell her first."

I quickly run past him and let Paige know what's happening. She looks a bit dubious at his offer but I reassure her we'll be fine and I need to go right now, so she nods her head and tells us to be safe. That last part is added with a pointed glance at Chris. Katrina, or Kit, says we are welcome back anytime, and I give Felix a parting chin scratch. I grab Chris' arm, ignoring the feeling it sparks in me, and just like that we are off.

That feeling is back again, the carefree joy I thought was associated with orbing but am coming to realise is something purely Chris. I don't want to moment to end, but all too soon the light fades and we appear back in the bar of P3 where we left.

Even though we are back I really don't want to let go of him, his forarm is still clutched in my hands. I look up to his face to see him looking back at me with a tender smile.

Why doesn't Paige's orbing make me feel like this? Why does his touch ignite such a feelings in me?

We stare silently at each other as he slowly takes my hands into his own. His eyes are so green, and they hold such emotion. What is he thinking? Why does he always get that look on his face when our eyes meet?

I want to ask him one, any, of the questions that whirl in my mind but find myself unable to speak. He brings a hand up to my face and cups it gently, I lean into his electric touch wanting to savour this moment. His tips my face up and I can see him coming closer. I'm reminded of the moment we shared right here just one week ago.

I wonder what he tastes like, and feel myself reaching up on my toes, wanting to find out the answer. I'm tired of pushing him away when I want him so much.

The sound of the door closing upstairs and the foot steps that follow are enough to bring me back to my senses. All at once, I lower myself flat on my feet and take a step back from him.

The intruder is almost at the end of the stairs and when they come fully into view my eyes widen slightly in horror.

I remember now why I was so hesitant, why I knew it was wrong to act on my urges around Chris.

There, standing in a nice suit with a bouquet of slightly wilted flowers, is a man I had entirely forgotten about.

"Suprise," Derek says softly, holding the flowers out for me with a smile.

Oh.

Right.

Derek.

My boyfriend.

How could I forget about that?