A/n: omg! thankx So much for the reviews! lol. I'm glad so many people are into it. I'm really enjoying writing the story and I'm glad people enjoy me writing it. lol. I'll try and update faster next time...um...here's chapter 4!

Chapter 4: Yeah

I woke up in my soft bed. I was tucked in and could hear voices distantly in the apartment. It took me a few minutes to figure out it was Ashley and Michael.

"She just collapsed?"

"Yeah."

Another deeper voice. "Just like that?"

"Yeah." A familiar voice.

Work brain, work.

"Are you sure?"

"Yeah."

John. Why was John in my apartment.

"That's rather strange."

"Yeah."

"Well she's been feeling ill for awhile..."

"Yeah?"

Didn't he say anything else?

"I'm sorry, but who are you?"

"John."

"Well...John. How do you know Marie?"

"We went to school together."

"Really?"

"Yeah."

Ok that was it, I was getting out of bed and going to yell at him for his copious amounts of 'yeah.' I opened my eyes slowly and looked out the window. It was dark. I swung the covers off my body and immediately shivered. I was wearing the exact same clothes from work. I lifted my sore body off the mattress, but stopped suddenly.

The room was swinging in and out of focus.

Oh man.

"So...do you live here?" Michael was talking now.

"Yeah."

"That's nice." Ashley said trying to fix the awkward silence.

I ignored the dizziness and pushed myself off the mattress. My feet hit the cold floor and I shivered again. I walked stiffly to my mirror and grimaced at my reflection. My hair was sticking up all over the place and my face was smeared with makeup. I looked, to put it nicely, a mess.

A big huge mess.

And John saw me like this.

Great.

I hurried into my bathroom and tried to fix myself as best as I could. Finally I emerged and went into the living room to ask my roommates and John what exactly happened because the details to me were fuzzy.

"Hey."

I croaked then blushed as everyone looked at me.

"Sadie left." Ashley said after a long pause.

"Oh?" I said wondering if that was suppose to have meant something.

"That's how you got here. Sadie and John brought you, but then Sadie had to go back to work." Michael explained shooting Ashley an annoyed look.

"Oh!" I said now realizing what they meant.

John was still staring at me.

"Ok. Um thanks John for taking me home."

"What's the matter with you?" he blurted as Michael and Ashley gapped at him.

"I'm fine." I said feeling my cheeks grow hot once again.

"Rogue, you fainted in the middle of dancing. That isn't exactly fine." John said not in a nice way but not a mean way either.

"Well...I haven't drunk a lot of water and I think I was dehydrated." I said praying he would accept the crappy lie.

"Cut the crap Marie, what the hell's the matter with you?" John said starting to get angry.

I saw out of the corner of my eye Michael and Ashley watching us as if we were a tennis game. I guess it's only fair, I watch them when they fight...but I wish they'd go away.

"Nothing! I'm fine!" I said still in denial.

"Rogue, I'm not stupid! There's something the matter with you and you're not telling me!" He yelled advancing towards me.

I tensed. He wouldn't hit me with Michael and Ashley here would he? Hopefully no. But it's John and you could never be too sure.

"I don't know what's the matter with me! Just leave John! I never asked for your stupid help!" I yelled angry that he was angry at me for something I wasn't sure of.

I didn't know why I fainted. I didn't know why I was puking non stop. I didn't know why I couldn't remember stuff. And I didn't know why I felt like crying.

"You're such a liar." he spat shoving past me and towards the door.

I guess he was too angry to put up a fight. I winced when he slammed the door and looked at Michael and Ashley who looked rattled.

"Old boyfriend?" Ashley said quietly.

"Old friend." I said a hint of sarcasm in my voice.

"Right." Michael said still staring at the door.

"Where did you meet him?"

"We went to the same...boarding school. He was my ex-boyfriends best friend."

"Is he angry cause you dumped your boyfriend? Is he just trying to be a good friend or something?" Ashley said.

"No...he's angry because...well I'm not exactly sure. He's not friends with my ex though. As a matter of fact he wants to kill my ex."

"So he likes you? Because—"

"he doesn't like me."

"Why do you say that?" Ashley asked curiously.

"He doesn't like me. Trust me." I said shaking my head. "He hates me."

"He wasn't acting like that when you were sleeping. He seemed really worried, right Michael?"

"Yep. He seemed almost...depressed."

I looked at them curiously. Depressed? Sad? Over me? John was depressed over me? Highly unlikely.

Angry that he didn't kill me first? Likely.

John hates me, right?

"Anyway, we seriously have to find out what's the matter with you. While you were sleeping I called my doctor. We are seeing her first thing in the morning, ok? Ok. Get some more sleep its way past 12." Ashley said smiling and taking Michael's hand I watched as they headed to their bedroom.

I was stuck.

Ashley had called to make an appointment? Now it was inevitable that I find out what's the matter with me.

Crap.

I start to head back to my room dreading the next morning and my appointment.

"She's super nice. No worries!" Ashley gushed as we waited in her doctors waiting room.

I was tapping my foot on the floor nervous to go into the examining room and get examined. So nervous.

"Marie, please stop." Ashley said after a few more minutes of tapping.

"Ok." I muttered now wringing my hands.

I couldn't sit still.

"Whose Rogue?" Ashley said after a few minutes.

"What?" I asked tensing up.

"Whose Rogue?"

"What?"

"Last night that guy said something about Rogue. He kept calling you Rogue. Is that your name or something?"

"Um...sorta nickname." I said quietly.

"Oh. Can I call you that?" Ashley asked.

"No." I barked then felt guilty.

Ashley didn't know the weight behind that name.

"I mean, I'm sorry, but that part of my life is long gone. I'm not Rogue anymore. I'm Marie. Plan and simple Marie."

"Oh." Ashley said smiling a bit.

"Marie D'Ancanto." The nurse said.

Ashley and I stood up and we headed into the back.

"Room 4 please." she said.

We walked into room 4 after taking my weight and height.

"Here, put this on." she gave me a white paper gown then told me the doctor would be right there.

I made Ashley turn around as I got into the paper gown. Eventually after several long minutes the doctor came in. She was chipper, like Ashley.

"Hello Ashley, is this Marie?"

"Yep, this is Marie."

"Fantastic. Now Marie, Ashley tells me you haven't been feeling well. Is this true?"

I nodded.

"Tell me your symptoms."

"Nausea, my boobs hurt, cravings, fainting, dizzy spells, forgetfulness, um—"

"mood swings." Ashley added.

I glared. I haven't been that moody.

"Well Marie, it sounds very simple to me." Ashley's doctor said still smiling.

"Yes?" I prompted.

"It sounds like your pregnant."

"What? No! I can't be!" I screeched feeling my lungs close up.

I got off the table and started pacing.

"I can't be pregnant! Like, it's unethical! I can't! Do you know who the baby's daddy will be! John! St. John Allerdyce! He can't be the–the–the f-father!" I wailed.

"He doesn't sound that bad if he's a Saint." Ashley's doctor said her smile finally faltering.

I groaned, "he is!"

"Well, Marie, does he hurt you?"

"Mentally or physically?" I grumbled.

The other two women sighed in unison as I looked down at the floor.

I was cold.

The tiles were cold.

I wanted to go home and forget this whole thing.

"Marie I'm going to take some blood and a urn sample, ok? Or we can find out right here."

I bit my lip. Did I want to know the truth now or later?

"I'll find out now." I said quietly getting into the stirrups.

She did some poking around then pointed to the screen.

"There's your baby." Ashley's doctor said that smile back on her face.

I felt my heart shatter into a million pieces.

My baby.

John and mine's baby.

We were having a baby and I had to tell him.

I felt tears start to run down my face and I wasn't sure if it was the emotions brought on from seeing my baby or the fact I would have to tell John soon.

"I told you, mood swings." I heard Ashley say to her doctor, now my doctor.

I sniffed still staring at the screen. The baby moved a little and Ashley's doctor started speaking again, but all I could think about was having a baby with my archenemy, with my ex-boyfriend's ex-best friend, with Pyro Magneto's right hand man, with St. John Allerdyce the last man I would ever want a baby with.

Oh.

My.

God.