This is the first chapter of my new fic. I do not own the characters. This will include some things that have been requested so get ready.
It had been three years since we left Rogue in the hallway. A lot of things had changed. Scott and Jean for instance were finally getting married. Preparations for the wedding had driven nearly everyone in the institute crazy. Rogue, who had vast experience with "wedding insanity" would sit back and laugh and say "I told you so."
Rogue and Remy were still blissfully unmarried and Remy was still blissfully unaware of his marital status. This particular secret had long since been forgotten by those in the know and Rogue liked it that way. She was happy with their life. She no longer needed a power negator to touch and the "marriage" had suffered few if any break downs.
Scott and Jean were as happy as could be, but were cracking under the pressure, so when the long awaited day finally came it was with great relief that they said their I dos. The reception was one to remember. Much merriment was had by all.
The couple had booked a honeymoon in a tropical location and before they left, someone probably Kurt screamed, "Watch your asses." This got a laugh out of those who were familiar with Rogue and Remy's honeymoon, on which they had pulled away for a mission and Rogue had come away from it with a bullet wound in the behind. Rogue just guffawed at the assembled.
Life was slowly getting back to normal at the mansion. Yes it was chaos as usual.
"Hey Rogue, Tabby called from the hall outside of the kitchen. Rogue called back form where she was sitting at the kitchen table reading. "What?"
"I need your help with something." Tabby screamed back.
"What?" Rogue answered again.
"Just come here!"
Rogue got up form the table leaving her book and coffee behind to go and see what the other girl wanted. As she did a lock of white hair fell into her face. She had long since let her hair grow out and given up the heavy Goth make up of her youth and had switched up her wardrobe with more slightly revealing clothes. Yes things were good. Until she saw Tabby's emergency. A paper beg full of pregnancy tests. "What the hell…?"
Tabby grabbed her and dragged her to a second floor girl's room. "What the hell is going on?" rogue asked again.
Tabby put down the bag and began a hurried explanation. "Well you know how I'm kinda easy right?"
"Yes Tabby I know. Everyone knows and you don't care. It's one of the things we all love about you." Rogue stated.
"Yeah well it kinda backfired on me this time."
"Oh goody. So why am I here?"
Tabby began with a pleading look. "I need someone to be here with me. I don't want to be here alone."
"Again why am I here? What about Amara or Jubilee or hell even Kitty!"
"You're the only other girl in the mansion today. I need support and you need to give it to me." Tabby said.
"Fine. What am I supposed to do?" Rogue asked.
"Just be here and say things that I want to hear. I know you could even take a test with me. So that when they both come up negative we can both celebrate." Tabby said the idea obviously just popping into her head.
"No!"
"Please Rogue I need you to do this for me!" Tabby began with the pleading again.
Rogue didn't have the heart to deny her friend in need for second time. "Fine. Let's just get this over with."
When they were done all that was left was to wait. Tabby had about ten test sticks laying about the bathroom. Rogue had taken one and left it somewhere or other. She wasn't really worried about it. She knew she wasn't pregnant.
A bell dinged that Tabby had set up and she started to gather the test sticks. Rogue picked one up at random. Reading off the box Tabby compared all the sticks.
All were negative.
"Oh Yes!" she yelled.
Rogue looked up. "Uh Tabby this one is positive."
Tabby looked up and immediately began to put together an explanation for the difference.
"Umm Rogue that one wasn't mine."
Well that is a nice little cliffie huh?