Later that night
[Kitty makes her way through sector four to the same apartment she and Reid shared the night before. Last night and tonight it is "home." Tomorrow they go back to having their own separate places and choosing one to share each night. If there are eyes on her or someone following her she doesn't notice it. She's a little tired from her day of talking to new arrivals and phasing through every inch of Sector 5 for their records. But she'd been low on cigarettes and tonight felt like a late night snack kind of night so she has a couple of cookies with her too.
But when she air walks her way up to the balcony outside their place's bedroom and slips through the glass and sheer curtains as if it weren't there it isn't the sweets in her hand she goes for. Rather, she finds the good doctor waiting for her.]
Hey you. Miss me? [Second time she used that phrase today, but this time it's all for him. And what is personal space anyway?]