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Prologue

Lance came back home smiling. His relationship with Kitty was going just fine, even though it meant being around the other X-Geeks. And a healthy relationship with his girlfriend meant that his life was going to be perfect.

When he walked into the Brotherhood House he was still smiling. Not even the blaringly loud TV Todd and Fred were watching could slightly dampen his spirits.

Then he heard a door slam upstairs, and Lance looked up the stairs, curious.

Pietro was there, looking slightly disheveled, and he had a duffel bag slung over his shoulder. Lance stared at him, and with a jolt, he realized what was happening.

Pietro came down the stairs, and went out the door, slamming it behind him. Lance stared after him, wondering why he had just left. Nothing bad had happened in the Brotherhood lately that might've upset Pietro so much into leaving. Except for what had happened months ago… Stop thinking about that, Lance chided himself. That was in the past, and it doesn't matter anymore.

Then Lance realized something else, and asked himself, Why hadn't Pietro even so much as looked at him when he left?

-H-

Pietro looked around the apartment he had rented for himself. He put his duffel bag down, and went into the bathroom. A wave of nausea hit him, just like it had been these past few weeks. He kneeled over the toilet, and threw up the contents of his stomach into it.

He coughed, wiping his mouth. He sniffed, and went into his new bedroom. He lifted up his shirt and stared down at his stomach, which was already beginning to round out. He felt like crying.

It wasn't long before he actually started to cry. He sobbed into the pillow, wondering what he had done to deserve his screwed-up life.

He was still absorbing the news himself… he was pregnant. With Lance's child.