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Hair twisted in a loose knot with a pencil through it, Kitty pored over a notebook filled with what must've looked like arcane sigils to someone unfamiliar with her personal shorthand. In fact, it was the first iteration of a security/surveillance drone design. Between sips of coffee, she flipped the pencil in her hand to erase one assemblage and then flipped it again to sketch in another. One she immediately saw wouldn't work.

"Fudge."

She set down her coffee cup, absently poured more from the carafe, flipped the page and then started over. The severe materials limitations made paper refinements essential, but she seriously hated doing it.

Is she hadn't already been to at least one version of hell, she'd have said she was living it.

Valentine's Day in a hotel designed for lovers, decorated by her manic partner on the Welcoming Committee so that it looked like aftermath of a glitterpunk war, everyone she'd ever loved--including her very first Valentine, her dad--as good as dead to her, and chicken with heart-shaped waffles for breakfast, without a lab to distract herself?

Yeah. She'd rather be in Limbo.

Date: 2017-02-17 02:57 am (UTC)
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Wyatt had noticed the high level of PDA around the hotel and he definitely noticed the decorations. He just put it down to people feeling lonely and the one thing that you can control in the hotel as well as their lives at the moment.

As he entered the cafe, Wyatt noticed Kitty and the frustrated body language. Curious as to what she was working on that was causing the very cute swear word.

"Is that a plea for some fudge or do you need some help in creative swear words from a soldier?" He asked with amusement, when he took a seat next to her.

Date: 2017-02-17 11:01 am (UTC)
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What she was working on was beyond him, like Rufus and the time machine, but he could offer advice. Not that Kitty had asked for it, he just wanted to help ease the frustration. Wyatt liked to see her smile.

"It's been a pretty long time since I celebrated Valentine's Day but I seem to remember chocolate being a big part of it. Or maybe that was just the day after." He teased her, hoping to coax a more genuine smile before asking about her project. "Which part is giving you the most trouble? The aerodynamics or the connection between camera and drone?"

Date: 2017-02-19 01:45 am (UTC)
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Wyatt reached over to put a hand on her forearm, offering her comfort as she had to him with the ghost. As soon as his hand hit her soft skin, he was once again reminded of how good it felt earlier.

"I'm sorry you're having a tough time of it and what I have to say isn't patronizing, or at least it's not meant to be. But, I have to respectfully disagree with you. You are closer than you were before. You know what doesn't work, which means you're closer to finding out what does work." His eyes met hers, "and something will work. I am confident that you'll figure it out. Maybe not today or even next week, but you will."

Date: 2017-02-21 02:29 am (UTC)
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Wyatt was used to saying goodbye to people, but he hadn't thought that leaving the hotel meant leaving the connections he made here. Especially Kitty. He should have, but it was hard to think of different worlds rather than different times.

He raised his hand from where it rested on her arm to cup her cheek. It felt almost as if he was compelled to kiss her but in a good way. He wanted to comfort her as well as reassure them both that no matter how long they had, he'd cherish the time. Wyatt knew more than most that life could kick you in the teeth.

Taking his time, giving her a chance to pull back, Wyatt lowered his head to kiss Kitty.

Date: 2017-02-23 02:14 am (UTC)
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Wyatt watched her for a moment before his eyes slowly lowered and he just felt the kiss. Between one breath and the next, his mind cleared with only the feel of her lips against his. He paused in kissing Kitty but only long enough to catch his breath and kiss her again.

He hadn't been celibate after Jessica's death, but this was different. This was the first time that he'd 'felt' anything but Wyatt wasn't ready to examine that information just yet.

Date: 2017-02-23 03:38 am (UTC)
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As soon as Kitty's hand slid around to the back of his neck, his own hand that had been cupping her cheek moved to thread through the silky strands of her hair. Wyatt hadn't been asking for permission but when she became a partner in kissing, a knot that he hadn't known was in his chest, loosened.

Reluctantly he broke the kiss, more to give them time to breathe than any other excuse. His forehead rested against hers, "I should probably apologize for that but I won't. I will apologize for the timing of it though." He had meant to comfort her and distract her. He certainly hadn't meant to kiss her in order to do that but he was glad he'd taken that step.

Date: 2017-02-25 12:48 am (UTC)
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"I wanted it." Wyatt assured her with a nod, his other hand came up to cover hers on his jaw. "I'm a spur of the moment person, that's a fact, but I also usually plan things like this." He stopped abruptly hearing what he just said, "not that I planned on kissing you. Well I had but not like this, after a date."

Which surprised him as much as it felt right in thinking it. He hadn't had a real date since Jessica.

Date: 2017-02-27 12:03 am (UTC)
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"I'm not that great at this either. It's been a long time since I've been on a date." And the last time he and Jess had a 'date night', they'd argued and she'd been murdered. Not a great track record.

"There's something you should know though." It wasn't a secret, but Wyatt found himself nervous telling her. He couldn't explain it and it certainly wasn't logical. "The reason why it's been a long time for me, I'm a widower." God, he hated that word. Husband to widower. "My wife died three years ago." He raised his eyes to look into Kitty's. "I'm a little rusty at it. Maybe we can figure out who we are together."

Date: 2017-02-28 11:44 am (UTC)
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Wyatt gently wrapped his fingers around her hand, "thank you." There had been so many expressions of sympathy since that day, but like with only a few others, Kitty's brought some solace.

"She was murdered." His eyes glazed as he looked inward to that day, like he had a million times since then. "We'd had a stupid argument and she left to walk and think. That was the last time I saw her." He hated that their last words were an argument.

Date: 2017-03-03 01:03 am (UTC)
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"If I hadn't been an ass." Wyatt began, his arms tightened around Kitty briefly, "she wouldn't have left. I know Jess would have said the same thing, but it still doesn't stop the guilt." He doubted anything ever would but it felt good to know that Kitty didn't blame him. Not that anyone could blame him as much as he blamed himself.

Date: 2017-03-05 03:34 pm (UTC)
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Wyatt felt a shudder go through him at her words. In all of his thoughts with Jess and his tries to change the past, he'd never once wrote a note to his younger self to not argue that night. It was always to Jess to go with him even when he'd been an ass.

"I tried to change that night." He began, "I wrote her a letter in the sixties and had Western Union deliver it to her before that night. It didn't work, but I tried." Wyatt pushed back just enough so that he could look at Kitty, "I never even thought about writing to me. Maybe underneath it all, I knew I shouldn't feel guilty about arguing. Maybe I just needed to hear someone else say it."

Date: 2017-03-06 01:14 am (UTC)
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Wyatt smiled softly when he felt her lips on his jaw. "This is the first time since Jessica's death that I've wanted to be emotionally close to someone. It's not that I'm not ready for another relationship, but slow is probably a good idea."

He'd likely take a few missteps and it helped a lot that Kitty understood.

Date: 2017-03-08 12:55 am (UTC)
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In all of his scenarios of bringing Jess back, the thought of her not feeling the same didn't even enter it. God, that would have been a knife to the gut, but she would have been alive. Theoretically, Wyatt thought he could live with that, but truthfully he wasn't so sure.

"God, that is very understandable." He smiled slightly as he rested his forehead against hers, "it's a good thing we both understand baggage."

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