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While sorting out meeting up with Liz's parents hadn't been too much of a hassle, trying to find a time to meet his family was proving to be more difficult than it really should be. They ended up having to take a shuttle over to Scotland - a fairly quick trip, though of course not so quick as the transporters would have been - where they'd be staying with Scotty's sister for a few days before heading back to California. Of course, traveling from one side of the world to the other meant they'd had to get time zones sorted out, and in order to arrive at Scotland at a reasonable time, they'd had to leave California at a very unreasonable time.

The trip was uneventful, and when they reached their destination, the worst they'd have to contend with was a bit of jet lag. For once - miracle of miracles - it wasn't raining, and while the air was definitely cooler than in California, it wasn't half so bad as Scotty had feared it would be. And although it didn't exactly feel like home, not anymore, he realized he'd missed it more than he thought. "Well, love, this is it." Now to go find his father, who was supposed to be picking them up.

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He was only half-asleep, on the edge of achieving actual sleep, when Liz came in. With a sleepy, indistinct murmur, he got an arm around her, snuggling up to her in return. Now he'd be able to sleep properly. "So, what do you think so far?" he asked quietly, fighting off falling asleep so he could at least give Liz a proper goodnight kiss.

She snuggled in against him. He asked what she thought and it took her far too long to come up with an answer. She was half asleep by time her head hit the pillow. She felt him relax when she'd gotten in bed and having him feel that way only fed it back to her. She sighed and nodded. She then proceeded to murmur something about wanting kids, but she was already falling asleep by time it was half out of her mouth.

A few hours later, Clara came in and woke them up for dinner; by the sounds of things downstairs, Arthur and Rose had invited a couple more people over. It was going to be very loud, Scotty suspected, and very crowded, but that was more or less the Scott family way of doing things. And from what he could hear, one of the people invited over was one of his aunts - from his mother's side of the family. "Hope you don't a lot o' company," he sighed, wincing a bit as the sounds of his mother and aunt laughing at something drifted up the stairs. It wasn't that he didn't like his family; he was just tired from the trip, and he'd have preferred a quiet meal.

So they slept a little later than they meant to, which was okay with her. Either way, when Clara came in to let them know about dinner, Liz had already heard the excitement going on downstairs. On occasion, while she was sleeping, her guard was down and she'd start hearing thoughts before she even woke up, kind of like hearing people talk as you woke up except it tended to make her dream really weird. It never really bothered her on the Enterprise since she wasn't often interrupted, but this was out of the ordinary. Getting used to more noise, or unfamiliar noise, was going to take some time.

Monty wasn't looking too happy about it either. Like usual, they'd gone from sleeping right next to each other, to opposite sides of the bed. Liz rolled over and snuggled up against him, groaning, "can't we just pretend we're not here?"

He snuggled up to her, wrapping an arm around her waist, his eyes still shut. "Mm. We could probably get away with not showin' up. Maybe." If nothing else, he could go down alone and excuse Liz from dinner by claiming that she was overtired from the trip over. Hell, he was considering going down, claiming that they were both overtired from the trip, coming back up, and going back to sleep. It wasn't really a lie. He was tired. "I can run down an' tell 'em we're not feelin' up tae it."

Liz nuzzled against him. She really had no desire to get up but she knew that if she kept sleeping it wouldn't help them get anywhere in way of not being jet lagged. They needed to power through it or they were going to get into trouble. She tangled her legs with him and mumbled something against his chest. She huffed a sigh afterwards, though. "We should probably...." she trailed off, looking up at him with a pathetic look on her face.

He kissed her forehead and snuggled even closer, yawning. "I bet if we go back tae sleep, we'll wake up on time in the mornin'." That settled it, then - for him, at least. "Alright. Give me five minutes, an' I'll be right back." Reluctantly, he untangled himself from Liz and wandered downstairs, still half in the fog of sleep, and wandered back not five minutes later and crawled back into bed. "Right. More sleep?"

He untangled himself and she whined at him wordlessly, sounding like a little kid. She didn't really know where he was going until he came back. He suggested sleep and she realized that he must have convinced them that they were both too tired to be of pleasurable company. Instead of fighting that they should, Liz outstretched her arms and open and shut her hands repeatedly at him, beckoning him childishly back to bed. He did get back into bed and she half laid on top of him, tangling her legs with his again. "Whad'ja tell'm..." she muttered against his chest.

He yawned, not bothering to try and hide it. "Told 'em the truth. Still recoverin' from the trip." That was apparently all the explanation he needed to give, because he didn't offer up anything else as he wrapped his arms around her. Instead, he yawned again, toying with the ends of Liz's hair, letting his eyes drift shut.

She was okay with this explanation if they were. His yawn made her yawn and then she giggled sleepily.He started to toy with her hair and she got comfortable all over again. "Told your sister," she murmured, not really finishing the thought. There was more to it, but apparently it wasn't important enough to both explaining further. If he was awake, he'd ask, if not, it would come up later.

He was still on the verge of falling asleep right then and there, but Liz's half-finished comment got him to crack one eye open, peering at her curiously. "Told Clara what?" he asked, stifling another yawn. If he'd been more awake, he probably could have guessed what it was, but considering he was fighting to keep even just one eye open...

She could feel his eyes - or eye - on her. She just snuggled in closer. "My ability," she clarified. Now was probably not the time to be having this talk since neither of them were awake and ready to actually have this conversation. She hadn't exactly explained anything in detail to Clara, but enough so that she understood.

"Mm," was his only comment on that. He would have asked how it went, but considering Liz didn't sound stressed about having told Clara, he figured it had gone well enough. He murmured something that was probably an 'I love you', before yawning again and settling a little more comfortably into bed. He'd have sent her a thought or two, but even his thoughts were sleepy. They'd just have to talk in the morning.

future!verse: A Quick Visit

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