A/N: Thanks to lily and Sleepy26 for the reviews. ANyway, on with the me there's gonna be alot.

I cant live without you

Can't breathe without you I dream about you honestly

Tell me that its over

Because if the world is spinning and I'm

still living

It wont be right if were not in it together

Tell me that it's

Over

Over- Lindsay Lohan

Scott spent the rest of the day with Rogue. Logan was in the danger room with a class. Jean was still in the med-lab. She had Hank with her as they looked at the baby. Rogue and Scott never spoke. She was waiting for him to start. Her mind was focused on her son currently asleep in his crib. Scott reached out for her but she flinched away. For a moment there was an expression of anger on his face but it passed away and he sighed and looked at his hands. Finally he took a deep breath and took her hand. She stared pointedly at the opposite wall.

'Rogue?'

She didn't respond, just glared at that non-existent spot on her wall.

'Look Rogue, I know this is hard but I'm going to need to be with Jean. Just until we sought this out.'

'Which is like, what, nine months?' she snapped.

'Please don't be difficult.'

'I'm being angry. Angry, not difficult. Difficult is a five-year old not listening to you. I'm a grown woman whose boyfriend knocked up his ex.'

'Jean and I are still engaged.'

'What?'

'I'm sorry. She reminded me today. But Rogue I didn't do this on purpose. Mistakes happen. You should know.'

She stood up and paced around her room.

'You think throwing that in my face helps me forgive you.'

'I'm not…'

'Shut-up!'

'Marie…'

'Are you going back to her if it's yours?'

'I…um…'

She held a hand up and shook her head. She realised she couldn't do it. She couldn't be second best.

'I love you Scott. I tell you that so much. But all I have from you is a maybe. You say you're falling in love with me but now I'm watching you drift away.'

She sighed and pulled out a duffel bag. She threw in underwear, toiletries, clothes and shoes for both her and Noah. Then she opened his baby bag and checked that he had enough bottles, food and other things.

'Marie, what are you doing?'

'Noah and I are leaving. Not because I want but because I love you. And you know first hand what happens when I get angry. You saw what I was willing to do to Logan. What it lead to. How far will I go before you blast me through a wall because I push you too far. I don't think I'll survive it. I already have one arm because I pushed Logan too far. I don't want to do that to you.'

'Don't do this.'

'Noah's your son. And you love him. So you can see him. But ask someone else to fetch him.'

She placed the bag on the back of Noah's pushchair and then picked Noah up and placed him in. He opened his eyes half-way and then closed them again as he yawned. She looked at Scott who had tears falling from behind his glasses.

'Don't.' he croaked.

She shook her head and flopped backwards on the bed. She felt the tears flow out as she watched Scott bend down and kiss Noah. She looked at the door as Bobby came, keys in his hand. She guessed the professor must of sent him to take her. Scott stood and looked at Rogue. She wanted to kiss him. But she needed to be strong.

'I hope you and Jean are happy.'

His hands tightened into fists. He seemed to be shaking with anger.

'I guess it's over between us. Goodbye Rogue.'

The tears came quicker as he walked out, his harsh goodbye still ringing in her ears. Bobby grabbed the back of the pushchair and then reached out took her hand. In silence they headed towards the garage.

-xXx-

Her apartment was small. One-bedroom, kitchen, bathroom and small living room area. Bobby had stayed to help her unpack before giving her a quick peck on the cheek and leaving. Leaving her alone with her thoughts. Which right now were scaring the crap out of her. Scott was the only thing on her mind. She lay on the bed, Noah asleep in her arms, just listening to the emptiness around her. It felt weird. Everything felt wrong. There was no sounds of children, of powers being shot off into different areas, no buzz in her mind as the professor sent a telepathic message or the general multitude of people who were in and out of her room at random times of the day.

She took a deep breath and kissed Noah's soft hair. Carefully she moved away from him and put pillows around him so that he didn't roll off the bed. She headed into the kitchen and began packing away the groceries she and Bobby had bought a few hours ago.

Bobby had become so quiet lately. It was probably because of how people treated him differently. Some of the younger students still whispered as he passed by and sniggered. Bobby went from the next leader of the x-men to a quiet shadow. But today for a moment she'd seen the old Bobby. And it hurt her more that she wasn't going to be around to help him keep that confidence.

She realised she'd just been standing in the kitchen doing nothing. She flicked the kettle switch, planning to make herself some tea. Then she put the TV on, keeping the volume low, before flopping the couch. She took deep breaths trying to calm herself.

She soon bolted up as she heard Noah's cries from the bedroom. She ran in and found him sitting up, crying. She smiled reassuringly and scooped him up. She rocked him back and forth trying to sooth him. She headed over the kitchen. Pulling out a juice box she tried to hand it to him but he shook his head.

'Sweetie? Aren't you hungry?'

He stopped wailing to look at her, lip trembling. Slowly he shook his head. She frowned and felt his head. He wasn't hot, his face was hardly pale so he wasn't sick. He couldn't be tired otherwise he'd still be asleep. She felt his diaper which was still light so he didn't need changing.

He pouted and flung his arms around her neck. She knew he was still crying as his tiny body was still trembling. She nearly jumped as her cell began to vibrate. She was really in a predicament. She sighed and deposited Noah into his playpen. It did not go well as Noah began to wail loudly, hands up in the air. She took out her cell and punched answer.

'Hello?'

'Hey Marie…Is this bad time?'

'Oh no Logan why would this be a bad time. You can obviously hear I having a wailing toddler, one arm and an inconvenient phone call. So obviously not a bad time.'

'I was just checking up on you. You obviously ain't doing to good.'

'I'm fine. I'm fine.'

'You sure?'

'God dammit! I said I'm fine.'

'Do you want me to come over?'

'No.'

'You sure?'

'Yeah.'

'Ok.'

'But Logan…'

'Yeah?'

'Thanks.'

'Anytime darlin'.'

She smiled and ended the call. She shoved the cell in her pocket and picked up Noah. Rocking him back and forth. He put his arms around her again as she stroked his hair.

'I know you miss home. I miss it too.'

-xXx-

A/n: I know, it's short. But work with me here. I'm getting somewhere.