Author's Note- This is a much revised version of My Darling, but since I removed it it's not like anyone can read and get the ending. If you read the original please don't spoil anything for someone who didn't, that is all I ask. Other than that, read and review. Oh, and be happy while reading my story, and read my others too!
My Beautiful Kitten
Chapter 1
The Question of Paternity
"Lance!" Kitty giggles turning under the covers and stretching to reveal a very advanced pregnancy belly, as the boy in question rushes into the closet in rage. "What are you doing over there?" She asks watching the distraught figure of her lover rummage around in the overfilled closet. "If you're looking for something you don't wear often it's in the other closet that we don't use. You remember that whole 'You're sleeping in my room and your room is storage' argument, Rogue's been helping me move stuff over there to prevent me from laboring in this closet all day to find clothes and hurting the baby."
"I'm trying to find that shirt that Pietro was talking about. He keeps saying stupid shit about this shirt, and I have to prove to him that it is not what he thinks it is. He's a very self-loving idiot. He will never learn his lesson!" Lance yells throwing feminine shoes over his shoulder and scattering them around the large room, many of them landing mere inches from Kitty and her swollen abdomen.
"Lance, seriously stop throwing my shoes!" She scolds coldly causing him to stand up and turn around. "You have almost hit me with every shoe you've thrown!" She yells throwing the covers off of her body and sending shoes flying across the room causing loud thumps as shoes of various sizes hit the walls and door as she moves to sit on the edge of the bed.
"I'm sorry, honey." Lance snaps back mockingly in anger as the ground starts to shake uncontrollably, knocking Kitty off of the bed and into the floor. "Oops, look how clumsy you are. Ignorant bitch." He seethes turning back to the closet.
"I'm okay, as long as you stop throwing my shoes and calm down. I'm not going to take to being thrown around like a rag doll by you! It's over a shirt Lance! It's a shirt! Go spend five dollars and buy a new one!" Kitty yells standing up and arranging her pink button up nightgown over her rounded pregnancy belly.
"There isn't a shirt that can replace that! I bought that when I was fifteen in the town we grew up in, and I can't replace that because the place went out of business and I'm not going back for a stupid fucking shirt! Deal with it! Now tell me where the shirt is before I have to knock you around!" Lance continues to scream, grabbing her by the straps of her nightgown and forcing her to the wall of the room.
"I threw that shirt away." Kitty mutters through clenched teeth before phasing through him and turning around to step slowly backing toward the door.
"But why would you do that? I liked that shirt." He replies back with venom accompanied with an increased rumble.
"I did it because I am hormonal, I hate that shirt and so did everyone else. If you don't calm down you are going to be sorry." Kitty says as her eyes narrow. "Now we can end this fight now or I can have Logan and Remy come in here and tear you to pieces. I can see that you're upset, but this doesn't have to end this way Lance. You don't have to keep scaring me with your anger. We've been doing this dance for years, don't send me into early labor."
"I'm sorry; I didn't mean to get upset. It's just that I have been looking for that shirt for hours. You could have told me in the beginning." Lance apologizes with venom still lacing his voice as he takes three steps forward and Kitty takes three back, phasing through the bed.
"You have been looking for ten minutes! Don't tell me it has been hours!" Kitty scolds animatedly as phases the rest of the way through the King size bed and the door bursts open revealing a worried Logan.
"Let's get you out of here, kid." He says gruffly taking her by the arm and pulling her the rest of the way out of the room before wrapping his arm around her shoulders.
"God damn her. Why does she think that she can talk to me like that? Pregnant does not make her that special." Lance growls as the house begins shaking harder than before, knocking the paintings off the walls.
Rogue and Kitty's Bedroom- Later
"Kit, Ah've been tryin ta tell ya that he is a bad guy. Just cause Lance says he cares, an because ya love him is not a good enough reason ta stick with him." Rogue says as she wraps her arms around her crying friend. "Kit, Ah love ya like a sister, but it's not news ta anyone that he is a bastard ta ya."
"Rogue, I know that. I lam so confused now, I used to love him so much, and now all I want is for this to work." She cries burying her sobs into the open arms of her best friend. "I want him to love me."Kitty continues to cry. "I just want to know that I have a person in this world who loves me and wants to make me happy. I want my happy ending!"
"Kit, ya are only twenty years old. Do ya really think that he is gonna change? Yer not a kid anymore; and I want ya ta really think hard about this question, and think harder about yer answer. Does he really even love ya? Ya don't deserve anythin less. Ah know that this is a hard time ta make tha decision, but just think on it. Ya aren't married, because he is an ass and doesn't wanna, ya share a room because he gets jealous when yer with anyone other than him, even me, ya are like a doll ta him. Anythin he does ya forgive him instantly. Is there somethin I'm not seein or is he just that good in bed?" Rogue asks laughing slightly, causing Kitty to laugh slightly in response.
"I don't know anymore Rogue. We have done this hundreds of times since we found out about my pregnancy. At first Lance was happy, then he wanted a paternity test, he doesn't trust me to be faithful to him. He doesn't trust me to do anything. If I leave him what will he do to me?" Kitty asks as she stops laughing and starts sobbing even louder than before.
"I think dat Lancey boy don't deserve ya." Remy says appearing in the doorway of the shared bedroom. "Lance treats ya like shit, and I agree wit Rogue. If ya can't be treated like a queen he don't deserve anythin ya give him. I can think of a few guys willing ta jump Lance fer da chance ta be wit ya."
"Remy ya aren't helping her right now, go beat Lance's ass or something. She needs some time just me an her, and ya aren't gonna stop me from helpin her." Rogue says nearly growling and glaring at him. "Get out of tha room."
"I'm not leaving till Kitty tells him to. Ya an I both know dat Kitty trusts me an my opinions." Remy retorts stepping into the room and closing the door.
"And right now we both know that Lance is gonna beat your ass if ya-"
"Remy?" Kitty asks untangling herself from Rogue and walking across the room to throw her arms around him, throwing the normally suave mutant off balance. "Thank you for caring."
"I'm gonna be here fer ya, petite, whenever ya need me, no matter how long dis lasts." Remy says wrapping his arms around her in return and regaining his balance.
"Maybe ya are what she needs right now. But let me warn ya, hurt her an die. Ah mean it Swamp Rat." Rogue warns glaring at him as she walks out of the room, closing the door behind herself as she sighs loudly.
"Remy," Kitty says softly. "I wish I had listened to you so long ago. You knew didn't you, and you tried to tell me. You tried to warn me." Kitty mumbles softly between sobs.
"I'm here mon chere. I'm not gonna let him get back at ya. Logan and I'll make sure dat ya are taken care of."
X-Mansion Kitchen- Later That Night
"Mon chere looks so miserable." Remy says to the old Acolytes as they sit around the kitchen table, playing cards while drinking and smoking. "I've known her fer a long while and she be actin real funny."
"Do not worry about her; I am sure she will be fine." Piotr says discarding and drawing a new card. "She can handle Alvers. After all, how can you hurt what you cannot touch?"
"I'm not so bloody sure of that, mate. Nothing against her, but I know they were broken up about the time she got pregnant, aren't they always broken up though? Every other day we hear her crying or him screaming at her. No wonder he worries if he is the father. Technically that doesn't make her a cheater. This could turn out ta be real funny if it gets played just right."
"I don't think she be like dat. I know dat she ain't de kind of girl to take cheatin lightly. An it be her own business if she did it. I applaud her if she kept it from him dis long." Remy replies laughingly changing out a few cards of his hand.
"She has her own life, ya know. She can sleep with whoever she wants, I'd hit it if I didn't have to put up with Lance's bitching forever afterward." Pietro comments boredom evident in his voice looking at the cards in play. "Even pregnant, Kitty his smoking hot. Kitty, as a girl, was too geeky for my tastes, and that is saying something. Her bony little figure left something to be desired, and I wasn't known for being that picky."
"I be bored of dis game. He be cutting gossip hour short, ladies. Anyone wanna go out drinking tonight? Don't wanna drink around all de kids. I'd rather not get yelled at when I can avoid it."
"Let us go then. The break will be nice." Piotr says standing up too quickly and nearly knocking over the table.
Kitty and Lance's Bedroom- Same Time
"Lance, I am through with your shit. I have had it. I'm through with you and if all you can do is get mad then good luck trying to win me back, it will never happen. You can either accept the paternity of the baby and live happily with me of you can't. Living in the same house as you is going to be difficult, but I am not going to play your games anymore.
"This isn't the rant of a pregnant woman. This is me leaving your sorry excuse for a boyfriend act. So just stand there shocked, I'm going out of the house for a while to let you cool down." Kitty announces taking a breath before stepping backward toward the door.
"Fine Kitty, just leave it at that. We're over. We can have the every other weekend deal with the baby. You get the first and third and I get the other two, or you get the first two, and I get the second. Somehow we can do this. We'll just share." Lance yells with angry laughter picking up a pillow and placing it to his nose and sniffing loudly. "Everything in here smells like strawberries, like you. While you're warming all the beds in the mansion while I keep the baby from crying. I bet he'll have dark hair and eyes like me and no one will be able to tell that you are the mother. This is my new job as a father." He continues throwing the pillow at Kitty, who stands in the doorway.
"Seriously, Lance? You think that I would trust a child in the same room as you alone? That I would go and 'warm all the beds'? If you think so lowly of me then why in the hell have you been with me all this time? I could have moved on to Remy before Rogue snatched him up! I could have jumped at Pyro before Amara did, or I could have jumped at Pietro during High School and flaunted it in front of your face and made you seem so small, like you always made me seem!" Kitty screams, picking up the pillow from at her feet and launching it at his face, making his head hit the wall with a loud thump.
"Oh, finally admitting to being the little tramp that we all know you for. You were just a toy that I got a good use from. All those years with a pretty little thing on my arm, I didn't do too badly, did I? No I didn't." Lance taunts as Kitty flees from the room, running down the hallways until she reaches the kitchen, where the former Acolytes are just standing up from their game of cards.
"Guys, let's go out drinking. I need a distraction." Kitty announces to a stunned audience.
"Ya sure about dis, Kit? Now don't go doin somethin ya might regret later." Remy says crossing the room quickly and putting a hand on her shoulder. "I'm gonna guess ya just broke up with Lancey boy, right?"
"And a gold star to Remy." Kitty mutters looking down at her feet, or more accurately her pregnant belly.
"I hope you aren't planning on joining in the drinking, Katerine." Hank warns walking down the hallway, past the entrance to the kitchen. "You have an appointment with me tomorrow and I want you to be rested so that when you see the gender you remember and I'm not the one telling everyone the gender of the first baby in the mansion." Hank says smiling and turning around as Kitty races up to him.
"I have a question." She whispers softly. "Can we do a paternity test? I just want to be able to prove that... well...." Kitty beings, unable to finish her sentence.
"I can do that, Kitty. No need to finish that sentence. Your reasons are your own, and I'd never think of prying. I'll see you tomorrow then." Hank says turning back around and continuing his walk down the hallway.
"Now let's all go to the bar!" Kitty shouts excitedly running back into the kitchen and throwing her arms around Remy in excitement. "I'm so excited I could almost kiss you all!" She cheers.
Tabby's Bar
"Well well well, a pregnant woman in my bar tonight." Tabby calls out walking over to the group in a short leather skirt and halter top desinged to show off her muscle tone and curves. "And Kitty Pryde is the pregnant woman. Never thought I would see that day. Let me guess, Lance Alvers knocked you up and then he just couldn't handle it and split. You're either with Remy here... no wait, he's looking at Rogue. You could be with Piotr, but I think you need a little side of bad in your men. It could be Pietro-"
"Can it Tabby." Kitty says cutting off the Blond's rant and glaring slightly. "I'm with no one, and I left him, he totally didn't have a chance to leave me." Kitty says giggling causing Rogue and Tabby to laugh with her.
"Okay, okay. I'll be quiet. Won't want your leader knowing, now would you?" She asks smiling as she places leans down on the table on her elbows looking around at the large group of mutants sitting at her biggest booth in the darkest corner of the bar.
"Tabby, Ah brought her out ta get away from Lance." Rogue says glaring at the blond. "Ya know how he is, she needed a break. Being pregnant and breaking up with the man who is the father of your baby isn't an easy thing to do when a woman is eight months pregnant."
"Yeah, Lance and I had our moment. I know how ya feel Kit." Tabby says smiling. "Sorry for giving you a hard time. I already know what you all want, I'll bring a round out on the house. Water only for Kit though." She says smiling and walking away.
"I be glad ya came out tonight, Kit. Ya needed de break from Lancey boy, he be getting on my nerves lately."
"I am too." Kitty says smiling at him shyly up through her lashes blushing.
"Okay, this game is called why I'm pissed." Tabby says bringing over three full bottles of Grey Goose and four bottles of water on a tray. "And here is how we're gonna play. I'll start, whenever you go you take a shot. If you agree with the person, take a shot. Everyone understand the rules?" Tabby asks as everyone nods. "This group is going to be drunk fast with all the shit we put up with. I'm pissed because I can't get that bartender's number." Tabby says looking over her shoulder and smiling at the handsome blond bartender who waves back before taking her shot. "He's a tease." She replies mumbling as Rogue takes a shot just after she does.
"He's kinda cute Tabby. Ah'm pissed cause it took Kit five years ta finally ditch Lance. Ah mean look at them! They only broke up a million times." Rogue announces laughing.
"Me too." Kitty says taking a drink out of a bottle of water while everyone at the table takes a shot. "Seriously, all of you wanted me to ditch him this whole time?" She asks as everyone at the table nods in agreement. "Sheesh, next time just tell me when you don't like my guy of choice."
"Remy be pissed because de house is gonna be a madhouse once Alvers gets going." Remy says winking at Kitty as everyone downs a shot.
"Again, people, please!" Kitty calls out laughing at her group of friends. "Sheesh. Next time just say 'Kitty, your choice in me sucks' and I won't be at all offended. One simple phrase saves everyone heartache." Kitty mumbles looking down at her water and rolling the bottle back and forth between her hands.
"It's okay Kitty. I'll be the first to tell you next time." Pietro says placing his hand over hers and smiling up at her before quickly pulling it back. "I'm pissed because I was used like a toy for years by my father, and I fell for it all." Pietro says taking a shot causing everyone at the table to laugh.
"And I am pissed because here I am, in a bar, eight months pregnant, and I can't get drunk. I should be getting wasted tonight." Kitty says taking a drink of her water. "Last time I was single I wasn't pregnant and by this time I was already halfway off the chair, needing help sitting up drunk. Man, I miss that." Kitty announces laughing causing everyone to laugh with her. "And I'm also pissed because tomorrow is my paternity test for my baby and it might not be Lance's."
"What!?" Everyone exclaims at the table.
"You all heard me. I'm not repeating it." Kitty says smugly finishing off the rest of her water bottle before grabbing another one. "If anyone repeats this, I will know. Rogue and I will personally kick your ass, and if it's Rogue someone else will be on my side... just haven't decided who yet. I guess if it's Rogue might need Pietro's help." She continues smiling at the speed demon.
Next Morning- Hank McCoy's Lab
"Ok, Katherine, do you want to know the gender?" Hank asks smiling up at Kitty and Rogue as he holds the monitor.
"Of course I do." Kitty says smiling broadly and grabbing Rogue's hand in excitement. "I have been waiting for this for weeks. Stubborn baby just won't move in a position where we can see it." Kitty mumbles throwing her head back onto the pillow.
"Well, it's a girl." Hank says as Kitty and Rogue cheer. "And here is the paternity test." Hank says pulling a sheet of paper out of his printer. "Well, it isn't Lance. It came up negative. Do you want me to run it off the blood samples we have from all the men here, or do you want to tell me who it is?" Hank asks shaking his head when Kitty and Rogue's faces suddenly erupt into smiles.
"It's not what you think Mr. McCoy. Lance and I, we weren't together when I got pregnant. It's not that I was cheating. I was drunk, it was one night. We didn't use any kind of protection, we thought that the birth control would be good enough, it all happened so fast. We thought that between the birth control and alcohol and everything that it wouldn't happen. Guess you could call us silly teenagers. I'll tell you who it is. Just test this one, and trust me that the result will be positive. "
Later, Hank's Lab
"Well, that was positive." Hank says an hour later. "So should I tell the father or do you want to tell him?" He asks looking up at Kitty and Rogue from the door.
"I'll tell him. It's something I have to do. How do you all think he'll take it, being a father?" Kitty asks looking between Rogue and Hank.
"Well, Ah think he'll be happy, but he might want ta marry ya, Ah doubt it but the world is full of surprises." Rogue says smiling at her. "Could ya do that? Fer yer baby? Hell, would ya even wanna? Yer not even old enough ta drink legally."
"Of course I could." Kitty says defensively shrugging out of Rogue's grasp.
"Well then, I do agree with Rogue. Kitty I am relieved that the father is not Lance. Some people are not meant to breed." Hank replies to the friends banter.
"Mr. McCoy!" Kitty says gasping in shock.
Outside the Mansion
"So slut, come back to tell me the kid is mine and I will have to pay you child support?" Lance asks venomously. "Gonna tell me that I am a no good dad and you don't want me to see my own kid? Why else would you take me here, to the middle of the forest?" Lance asks throwing his arms out in a wide circle and spinning around in the sunlight. "Then again that idea of shared custody sounds decent, getting a role in my child's life is important. I'm not gonna be a dead beat dad like my own was." He says stopping his spinning and looking at Kitty with a murderous glare.
"Lance, you're not the father. A great man once told me that some people shouldn't breed. I agree with him. Please don't ever have children." Kitty says sighing waddling back down the forest path, grabbing onto the trees to keep her from falling on the shaking ground.
"You'll change your mind, you cheating whore. You cheated on me and someday soon you'll want me once again." Lance threatens, yelling at her even though they stand mere feet apart from each other.
"No Lance, I won't." She replies turning around to face him. "I didn't cheat on you. It was one time, while we weren't together. That isn't cheating. The idea that I thought the baby was yours is how I cheated." She admits sourly squaring her shoulders wearing a frown across her face.
"Who is the father?" He taunts venomously. "Everybody here knows better! I bet you're just some big whore. Go out for a night on the town and come back pregnant? Serves you right if you never find the father."
"I can't tell you that yet. I still haven't told him."
"You sniveling bitch, it's not like I won't know soon enough. I just hope that he can handle me angry. I don't take cheating very well, and you're too pregnant for me to deal with. Sure, I could smack you around a little bit, but then I'd just have a vengeful supposed father wanting to kick my ass. So I'll just kick his then beat you until you miscarry that bastard child from your indiscretion."
"Lance, if you so much as lay a hand on me the father will kill you. Don't make me tell him about this, please don't. We may be over, and I may be out of love with you but that doesn't mean that I want to see you killed. If you mess with me, the father of my child will kill you, and it won't be a pretty sight. Not only will he kill you, but all of my friends will participate."