"Logan?" Ororo called, seeing him pass by her room in the hall.
He stopped and came to her door way. "Yes?"
"Can I talk to you a minute?" She asked.
"Sure." He replied, coming inside and shutting the door. "What's up?"
She took his hand and pulled him over to the bed. They sat down on the edge and she took a deep breath. "Do you remember how we said we were going to try and keep our relationship a secret?"
"Yeah..." he answered slowly, not seeing where this was going.
"Well... We're sort of going to have to tell them really soon." She replied, nervously.
"Why?" Logan asked, wondering why she didn't just come out and say whatever it was she wanted to say.
"I'm pregnant." Ororo answered.
There was a very awkward pause while she waited for him to say something.
"Are you sure?" Logan wondered once he could trust his voice again.
"Yes, I am." She responded, not meeting his eyes.
He grinned. "That's great."
"It is?" she asked, surprised.
"Sure, it is!" Wolverine said, "I always wanted a kid. Far as I know, I don't have any." He hugged her tightly.
Smiling, she returned the hug for a moment before pulling back.
"Don't you worry none, Darlin'." He told her, as he brushed her bangs out of her face. "We're gonna get through this in one piece. I promise."
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In case you're wondering, I already know the gender and name for the baby(s).