Getting It Together

Red Eye Flight

The ghosts were well aware of the noises and bustling coming from different areas of the house. A small group of them eventually found Pascal, folding some clothes and putting them into a suitcase.

"Pascal?" Potter asks worriedly. "Where are you planning on going? You aren't going to move...Closer to your mother, are you?"

"Oh, no!" Pascal laughs, putting a finger up to his mouth to warn the ghosts to stay quiet. "Seagull said it would be a good idea to go on a trip! I'm sure some of you remember the small island my family owns in the Pacific ocean. My bunny has always wanted to swim in the Pacific, and the kids are gonna love it there!"

"You're actually taking them?" Seagull asks, shocked that Pascal had listened.

"You're all welcome to come if you want." Pascal hums. "I'm sure they'd love getting to relax a bit, and it's nice and private there!"

Logan woke up to clattering sounds coming from somewhere else in the house. Blinking away the blurry in his eyes as much as he could without his glasses, he glanced at the clock next to the bed. It was near 1 in the morning. He glanced over at Pascal's side of the bed, finding him gone.

After a minute of searching for his glasses before remembering what had happened to them, he got up and walked towards the door to the living room, stopping just before he actually got to the door and hesitating. Logan glanced back at the bed, deciding between going back and looking outside. He opened the door and squinted more than before at the light to see Pascal carrying a sleeping Giovonnie down the stairs.

"Cal?" Pascal finally noticed Logan at the bedroom door, squinting adorably without his glasses. He made a mental note to remember to pick up his new ones on the way. His bunny hated how blurry it made his vision. He felt a little bad for not getting them sooner.

"Bunny? What are you doing up?" He set Giovonnie on the couch and walked over to Logan, kissing him gently on the forehead and wrapping his arms around Logan.

"I heard noises," Logan slumped awkwardly to rest his head on the shorter Pascal's chest, "What are you doing?"

"Sorry Logie, I dropped Gio's bag on the way down. You should go back to sleep. It'll be awhile before we have to go."

"Go? Go where, Callie?" Pascal smiled at the nickname, one that Logan had gained a fondness for over the past few days.

"You'll see soon, baby. Go back to sleep." Pascal hugged him a little tighter for a second and then let go, turning him around to the room again and pushing him in little. "I'll come to get you soon, sleep for a little longer." Logan glanced over his shoulder and watched Pascal pick Giovonnie up again before closing the door and going to the bed.

Only around a half-hour later, Logan woke up to Pascal leaning over and gently shaking him. "It's time to get up Logie, we gotta go. You can sleep in the car."

Logan looked over at the clock again. Two in the morning. Pascal moved away, grabbing some bags from next to the bed and handing one to Logan before gently leading him out of the room and towards the door.

Outside. They were going outside.

Pascal unlocked the door and stepped outside. Logan hesitated slightly before following him out. Logan handed Pascal the bag to load into the car. It was one of the biggest cars Logan had ever seen. It had 8 seats and a big back part that had enough space that their luggage filled maybe three-fourths of the space.

Pascal still hadn't told him where they were going.

Logan felt a gentle tug on his hands and looked up to see Pascal pulling him back towards the house. He almost felt scared of going back in, though he didn't know why. He wanted to stay out. It was nice out.

Luckily for him, they weren't going in.

Pascal guided him to sit on the porch steps and pulled Logan to his chest. His breath caught in his throat as he looked up.

The stars...

He hadn't even realized how much he missed them. But they were here. And so amazing.

"Do you like it?" Logan had almost forgotten Pascal was here, so caught up in being outside and seeing the stars and how pretty they were, he'd forgotten where he was.

"Hm?"

"Do you like it? I thought you might like it. I was planning to wait but I wasn't sure what time we'd get to the plane and I didn't wanna miss it."

"I love it. Thank you, Callie." Logan couldn't take his eyes off the sky. It felt like so long since he'd seen the stars.

Pascal gently kissed Logan on the cheek before pulling him up and leading him towards the car. The door next to him slammed closed and Pascal went around to the other side and got in. A blast of cold air came through the vents as he turned the car on. Logan stared out of the window as the car backed out of the driveway, still staring at the sky as the outside zoomed by.

When had he last been outside? Eventually, Logan nodded off.

He woke up a good 2 hours later, covered in a soft blanket similar to the ones at the house. Was he back inside?

He, for the third time that night, blinked the blurry away.

"Logie?" He seemed to have woken up Pascal while he was waking up.

"Callie? Where are we?" Logan yawned when he finished his sentence, finding he didn't recognize where he was at all.

"We're on a plane! Are you thirsty? I can get you some water? Oh, here Lolo, these are for you!" Hands moved towards Logan, placing a pair of glasses identical to the ones Pascal had snapped on his face.

"A... plane? How are we...?" Logan stretched before nodding, finally taking in his surroundings, "Please? Can I have some water?"

Pascal unbuckled his seat, giving Logan a quick kiss before leaving to get a bottle and coming back. "Mama lent me the jet for our vacation. She thought it would be good for us to go somewhere and get some sun! It was actually Seagull's idea though."

Logan took a sip, looking to see everyone else buckled up and fast asleep in their seats. He could see the ghosts all crowded together in the back of the plane, talking amongst themselves.

"Vacation? Where are we going?" Logan sat up straight, moving the star blanket Pascal had gotten him down onto his lap.

"I can't tell you that! It's a surprise! I was hoping you would all sleep until we got there, but you must be really fitful tonight. You normally sleep straight through." Pascal laid his head on Logan's shoulder and closed his eyes, sighing contentedly.

"Pascal?" Logan hesitated before asking.

"Yes, bunny?" Pascal turned down the overhead lights so that it was darker.

"Can- can I open the window? Please? I really wanna see the stars again." Logan fidgeted with his hands as he asked, hoping he didn't anger Pascal.

"'Course bunny. We're up in the sky, no one can see. You should go to sleep again soon though. We'll be there soon."

Logan quickly pulled the cover open before Pascal could change his mind. "Thank you. I will. I just wanted to see them again."

"If you're good, maybe after our getaway we can open the blinds more often."

"Thank you. Goodnight Callie. Uhm-Callie?"

"Yes, Lolo?" Pascal hummed, pulling his husband closer to him.

"Who's flying the plane?" Logan asks, his eyes starting to drift shut.

"No one silly. It's automatic. It flies using a GPS. The manual drive is only for emergencies."

"Alright. Goodnight Callie."

"Goodnight bunny." They both started to nod off again.

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