"Yeah, she's pregnant." Remy says, holding the phone a good distance from his ear. He knows that Henri is going to lose his shit. Remy's adopted brother had been on his ass for years about being safe during sex. Not that he necessarily was the best person to take that advice from.

"What de hell, Remy?" Henri says, his voice coming out as a long sigh. "Didn' y' learn anythin' the last time you were down here?"

Remy wasn't sure if Henri was referring to the craziness that Belladonna had wrought upon him or the fact that the older sibling had found out that his girlfriend was pregnant right before Remy had decided to leave town. The girl had to be ready to pop by now. "It was an accident. Not like I planned for this."

"Y' need to figure somethin' out, Remy. Babies are expensive as hell. I have t' pick up every job that I can jus' to get half t' shit that Mercy says we are gonna need." Remy could almost hear the exhaustion in his brothers' voice. Henri was a decent enough brother, but when it came to hard work and dedication, Henri was the last person he would expect to step up. Remy was surprised that he had decided to stick around for the girl. "Haven' slept properly in months. Everyone says its worse when t' baby is here."

"I've heard." Remy says, rubbing his temples. Logan, The Professor, Storm, Rogue, Kitty, every website he had been on…. They all told him that he wouldn't get a decent night's sleep for the first few months. One website had a mom talking about how her son didn't sleep through the night for the first year and a half because of Colic. Remy wasn't sure what it was, but he hoped his kid wouldn't have it. If the parents were miserable, it must be even worse on the baby. "I have money put back and Rogue's family offered to help."

"Since when did y' start taking handouts?"

"It's not a handout. They aren't gonna take no for an answer. They aren't like Jean-Luc, their gifts don't come with all those hidden strings attached."

"Must be nice. Mercy's family kicked her out of the house when they found out she got knocked up. Didn' want th' shame on their image. Soon as she told her sister we got hitched, they changed their mind. Welcomed her back with open arms."

"That's fucked." Not that the reaction from their father was much better. Jean-Luc had gone on and on about how irresponsible Henri was and made a few threats. "Wait, you married Mercy?"

"We're Catholic, Remy. You know dad wanted it. Ain't so bad. Girl can cook, bossy as all get out, but she's always been like that."

"I remember."

"Dad's gonna flip shit when he finds out that y' got y' girl pregnant. How did y' manage that one anyway. I know what kind of powers that she has. Girly can' touch anyone bare skinned right?"

"It just happened. I don' wanna go into details 'bout how it happened." Remy says, slightly annoyed. He never had a problem discussing his former flings, but with Rogue it was different. It felt… disrespectful to talk about things like that. She was so shy about everything when they started out. For the first few months he had to make sure that the lights were off and that he didn't look directly at her when they were getting dressed. There was something sweet about her innocence and he wanted to make sure she remained as comfortable as possible. "Do you know what Mercy is going to have? Is it a boy or a girl?"

"A boy, at least we got that blessing. Don' think I could handle a girl, they're too soft."

"Hasn't Mercy kicked your ass a few times?"

"Shut up." Henri grumbles. "Decided to name the kid Jean-Paul. Y'know, after Grandpa. Not that t' bastard deserves anyone being named after him with t' way he treated us. What about you two? Y' know what it's gonna be yet?"

"We still have awhile before we find out." Remy says, pulling his phone away from his ear as Rogue sends him a text asking him to pick her up some eggs and Cajun spice on the way home. The craving had kicked in the middle of the night two days ago. Logan had gotten a good laugh to see Remy cooking eggs for Rogue at three in the morning.

"Let me know." Henri says. "I gotta go man. I'll talk to you later."

Remy hangs up the phone and steps out of the car.

-Time Skip-

Remy lays on his side in bed, his gloved finger tips trace Rogues spine as she sleeps on her stomach next to him. The fluorescent light filtering in through the hotel window gave him a dim view of her bare upper body. His hand slips down to run along the curve of her hip. She rarely was this open. Normally, she would already be dressed immediately after they had sex. The fear of touching him accidentally and killing him had kept her mildly panicked. Today, she had only managed to pull the sheets over her lower body before she drifted off to sleep.

The baby must be taking a toll on her. Remy thinks as he rubs her side. The brunette mumbles something under her breath, before turning her head to face the wall. She often talked in her sleep, most of the time he couldn't understand a thing she was saying. Glancing at the digital clock on the beside table, Remy sees that they still have a few hours before they would be expected back at the mansion. It was best to let her get her rest now. The mansion was always louder on the weekends. The younger kids who couldn't drive or have their own vehicles would be knocking on the door every ten minutes trying to get a ride to the mall or whatever stupid movie that they wanted to see. Rogue certainly didn't need that irritation while she was pregnant.

He still wasn't a hundred percent sure how he felt about the whole thing. He was glad that she decided to keep the baby, however… Their lives already seemed chaotic enough. Belladonna had disappeared for now, but as crazy as she was it wouldn't be long before she came crawling back with some kind of devious plan to finish them off. He had known that Belladonna was crazy, but the depth of her mental instability had been a shock to him. Sure, it was like her to degrade and sabotage another woman, but murder? That just seemed beyond crazy. Not only had she nearly killed Rogue, she had nearly forced the murder by the hands of Rogues friend, and almost killed their child in the process.

Remy runs his hand over Rogues barely protruding stomach. Their baby was a fighter. It had already inherited that from Rogue and himself. At least it got that blessing. Remy wondered what the baby would look like. He assumed Henri's child would be the spitting image of him. The LeBeau's genes seemed to be extremely strong. He wasn't a real LeBeau, though. He just hoped that the baby wouldn't get his eyes. The eyes that had caused his own parents to dump him off at a closed fire station in the middle of the night. The eyes that had caused him to go unadopted for years, because no one wanted a freak.