Disclaimer: Although I wish I did, I do not in any way shape or form own either A Great and Terrible Beauty and Rebel Angels. They are the product of Libba Bray.

Authors notes: This is my first fanfic in this category. This is just a long but simple two part story with fluff between Gemma and Kartik. Writing and reading fanfic for these two books is whats going to keep me going until the third book comes out in the fall of 2007. Yes a long time, but I do have to be patient. I hope you enjoy this fic, all reviews welcome.

Two simple nights

Five long months, yet it seems like a lifetime ago. Five long months since I bound the magic, which now flows though my veins. Five long months since I have fought and won against, Circe, but fear she may come back and haunt me. Five long months since our beloved, Pippa, ran off to the Winterlands, desperate to stay in the realms. Five long months since I started the New Order, which is going along quite nicely. Five long months since I refused the well suited, Simon Middleton. Five long months since I have seen Kartik face to face, how I long to see him. His beautiful brown skin, deep brown eyes surrounded by thick dark lashes, his silky curly black hair, and his nice full lips. Lips that I have kissed, and yearn to kiss again and again. He haunts my dreams most nights. I find myself wishing they were real. Five long months, was a lifetime ago...

Gemma looked up from her journal, eyes aching from the dim lighting, and hand aching from all her writing. She hated to write at night denying herself sleep, but it seemed the only way. For Ann and Felicity do not know of her journal, and she does not want them to know for they would only want to read it. And that she could not do, for in this book were her own private thoughts. Thoughts that she could not tell anyone, even Ann and Felicity. Sighing Gemma got out of bed and walked over the small window. She opened it up needing some cool fresh night air. Just as she looked out she sees a dark clocked figure run across the edge of the woods, and stop near a tree. Gemma couldn't tell who it was or why they would be out at this hour. "Kartik" Gemma didn't even think about re-dressing. She quickly put on her robe and cloak, creeping to the door. From her newly gained magic she did a quick scan of the school to find everyone in a deep slumber, dreaming of untold things. She quickly walked out of her room, down the corridor, down the stairway and out the door. Gemma made her way towards the spot where she had seen the dark figure. Once there she found that the figure had left, greatly disappointed she started to make her way back to the school. Somewhere in the forest, and pretty close by she heard a twig snap, she quickly turned back around already preparing herself to use her magic if necessary. Gemma looked out in the forest but saw nothing. Dismissing it as a small animal, she turned around preparing herself to walk back, when she heard it again. This time she slowly turned around, hoping not to scare off whatever it might be. Gemma prayed that her eyes were not betraying her. There by the tree was the dark figure starring at her. She wasn't sure of what to do. Should she stay or run away screaming? Her mind was blank. She could not think of nothing, but the person standing in front of her. She couldn't make out the face but she knew it was male.

"You shouldn't have come here." said the figure stepping out of the shadows and into the moonlight.

Gemma knew that voice anywhere, it belonged to Kartik. Him only stepping into the light confirmed this. Inwardly she smiled. Her beloved Kartik was here, talking to her this very moment. How many times has she dreamed of this very moment?

"And why not? I can very well protect myself."

"That my be true Miss Doyle, but it could have been a trap by anyone of the people that want you."

Gemma winced. Not because the words he just spoke, but because she had not even thought of this. And he was right, it could have been. She didn't know what to say. How many times has she dreamed of this, of seeing Kartik again, to have it go terribly wrong by having a disagreement. How she hated herself this very moment.

"Kartik..." Gemma looked up to find him starring at her. So many emotions flashed in his eyes. Anger, sadness, guilt, worry, and prohaps love?

"I have some news Miss Doyle. I have found some members of the Old Order. They wish to join the New Order. I have watched them to see if they are in contact with your teacher Miss Cleethy. From what I can tell they are not. I think it best if you meet them. Kartik looked at Gemma with intense eyes. The information was true, and could be told in a coded letter. In fact he had all ready written her, but didn't send it. In truth he wanted to see the beautiful red haired, green eyed angel again.

"I shall meet with them. I will once again be in London for Summer holidays. I will meet with them them, and make a decision after." Gemma was screaming in her mind, he came all the way just to tell me of members of the old order. Surely there must be something else.

"Kartik. Is this all you wanted to tell me? Why not just write it in a letter?"

He started at her. Had see seen past him? Past his true reason? He hated to do so but he must tell a little white lie, to cover up his true intentions.

"I would like you to take me to the realms. They must not be truly dangours anymore with Circe gone and the magic bound." Of course he really did want to go to the realms someday, but not this soon. But it was the only thing he could think of without giving himself away.

Gemma was truly stunned. Kartik had just asked her to take him to the realms. She thought she would never live to hear him ask such a thing. But the thinks there will be no danger. Oh she wasn't about to tell him that there very well could be.

"Oh Kartik you will love it so. I can not wait. Lets meet tomorrow night. Midnight at the caves."

"Thats fine. Now Gemma, you must go back before a certain someone wakes and finds you missing."

"Yes. Fine." Gemma then did a bold thing. She walked right up to Kartik, and gave him a hug. "You will not be disappointed in the realms. It is such a beautiful place."

Although surprised by her actions, he was rather glad. Kartik even found himself hugging her back, tightly actually, never wanting to let go. His hands got tangled in her wild red hair. Gemma broke the hug all too soon for him, but he knew she had to get back.

"I'll see you tomorrow. Bye Kartik." Gemma ran off back towards the school, needing to get way before she did anything more then hug him.

Gemma mad her way to her room, thinking of her her embrace with Kartik. She knew that she shouldn't have have done anything that bold, but she couldn't help it. She wanted more, but knew it was improper to do so. Gemma finally made it to her room, and walked over to the window. Kartik was still standing where she left him. She left the window and climbed into her warm bed, finally realizing how tired she was. As she lay waiting for sleep to come, she felt a sudden longing for Kartik's warm embrace. When sleep finally did claim her she fell into a deep slumber, where she dreamed of none other then Kartik himself.