A Stressful Night

Remy dressed the girls up in their coats, boots, mitts and hats as Rogue headed downstairs to see Dr. McCoy.

He smiled at her as she entered, "For someone who was looking for me in a panicked state the other day you sure are late to see me today."

Rogue put her hand on her left hip, "Ah was no' panicked."

Hank chuckled and patted the examining table, "Of course not, every other sole in the house is over exaggerating on you screaming in Logan's face."

Rogue sat on the table in the medical gown and mumbled, "Maybe, depends on who ya ask Ah guess."

Hank shook his head, "Ok then Rogue, I am going to ask you to lie down so we can see what's going on."

Rogue did as she was asked. She lay down on the cold table in the medical gown. She hated the gowns, they were thin and cold, not to mention it brought back nasty memories of being stuck in the infirmary for over a month in her teens. She sighed and squirmed a little as the warm jelly was squeezed onto her.

"Sorry Rogue, now let's have a look shall we." Hank moved the machine over Rogue and she strained to see any pictures on the screen. "Hmmm, interesting."

Rogue hated those words, "Wha', wha's interesting Dr. McCoy?"

Hank smiled down at her, "Well you certainly are pregnant Rogue."

She shifted uneasily, "There's a but, wha's the bu' Hank?"

"How are you sleeping Rogue?"

"Sleepin'?" Rogue hadn't expected this question and it took her a moment to think of an answer. "Ah'm sleepin' fine Ah guess."

"Little ones aren't bothering your sides?"

"No they're, wha'!"

Hank chuckled, "It would seem as though you are prone to twins my dear."

"S' Ah guess Ah'm tellin' Mystique Ah need t' bring up both cribs." She closed her eyes and turned her head to the left, "Hey Hank, 'ow far 'long d' ya think Ah am?"

He studied the still pictures of the ultrasound before answering, "It would seem as though you are approaching your third month Rogue. What surprises me is that you were unaware for this length of time."

Rogue snorted, "Ya well they wern' planned or nothin' plus Remy an' Ah 'ave been kind o' busy wit' the girls; Ah guess Ah wasn' payin' much attention t' mahself." She sat up and sighed, "S' 'ow long d' ya think 'till Logan notices?"

"If you are asking if you should tell him, the answer is yes. If you are asking when you will start showing, I would guess very soon, especially since you have a pair in there."

She sighed, "Dr. McCoy."

"Yes Rogue?"

"Please don' tell anyone ye', Ah wanna le' Remy know firs'."

Hank smiled, "Of course Rogue." 'Though I am certain that the other ladies already know.'

Remy looked at the cart and then the shopping list; "Teddy Grams, apple sauce, juice boxes, jams, breads an' bagels." He sighed, "Al'son, ge' de lunch'ble y' like. Quinn, ge' de one y' like an' den w' go' t' go t' de frozen section."

The cart was practically overflowing and they weren't finished yet. Mansion shopping was so much easier when done at Costco, but when it was family shopping day it seemed to take forever.

"Go' de lunch dat I like." Alison threw four lunchables into the cart.

"'Ey now, dats deux de trop, pu' two back." (two too many)

"Ah go' mine!"

"Daddy says on'y deux."

"Why?"

Remy looked at the girls, "Dey no' cheap. Remy don' know wh' votre me`re ge' dem." (your mother) Remy opened the freezer and grabbed a box of meatballs, chicken wings, chicken nuggets and bags of mixed vegetables. He looked on the list to see if he and the girls had accomplished everything. "Frozen pizza! Non, dat non 'appenin'. Remy make de pizza in de 'ouse, non Delissio."

Quinn tugged on Remy's shirt, "Are we done daddy?"

Remy looked over the list one more time and then down at the twins. Their faces portrayed a mix of boredom and annoyance. He sighed, "Qui, w' jus' 'ave t' pay."

As Remy and the girls were standing in the check out line Rogue was pacing the main floor. Kitty was visiting her sister and parents, Amara and Rahne were out shopping at the mall and the boys were being, well boys. She didn't trust them enough to confide in them while waiting for Remy to get home so here she was pacing the long hall.

"You going to tell me what's bothering you yet Rogue?"

Rogue looked up at Logan and shook her head, "Nope." She immediately went back to pacing.

He sighed, "You know you can trust me, right kid?" She nodded, "Ok then, well let me know when you want to talk."

He turned his back and started to walk away. "Logan," he turned around and looked at her questionably, "Ah d' wanna tell ya, jus' no' quite yet, 'k?"

Logan let out another sigh, "Sure Stripes, whenever you're ready."

"That will be $569.87 please." Remy handed over the Institutes credit card. He was not using his own to buy for six to eight extra people. He would square up with the Professor later. The cashier swiped the card and then handed it back to him. "Have a good night."

Alison and Quinn helped Remy re-load the cart and walked to the van and un-loaded the cart once more. "In to de van mes filles." (my girls.) The girls climbed into the van and buckled their seat belts. As Remy got in the van all he could think about was how Rogue was doing, what Dr. McCoy had said and how tired he was.

As they pulled up the drive Remy punched in the four digit code and the gates swung open. Remy parked the van in front of the main door to make unloading easier and handed each girl a bag to carry inside. "Tell y' Uncle Kurt dat 'e need t' 'elp unload de van."

"Ok daddy." The twins waddled like ducks as they trudged up the stairs in their winter gear half carrying half dragging their grocery bags.

Once inside the bags were plopped on the ground followed by, "Uncle Kur' w' need y' 'elp with de groceries."

Kurt sighed and mumbled under his breath, "Vhy am I always called to unload ze van? Zomeone else should help." 'Bamph!' Kurt popped outside and looked at Remy, "Vhat, too lazy to empty your own van zat contains ze food zat belongs to you and ze rest of your family?"

Remy shook his head, "Non, dis also be 'ouse shoppin' s' if y' wan' t'eat den y' 'elp unload de van."

Kurt looked at the numerous bags and felt slightly foolish, "Oh, zorry, Rogue said zat it vas just family shopping tonight. I vould have come if I knew zat you vere doing a full shop."

Remy's jaw dropped slightly, "Wha'? When she tell y' dat w' only be doin' de famille shoppin'?"

Kurt shrugged, "At lunch, she said zat it vas nice of me to offer but zat it vasn't just house shopping…" Kurt trailed off before slapping his head. "Oh man! I am zo zorry, she told me not to go vith her."

Remy threw his arms up in the air, "Well dat be nice o' 'er, bu' wha' 'bout m'? Remy be shoppin' f'r all o' y' in de 'ouse while jugglin' de five year olds. D' y' 'ave any clue wha' dey be like durrin' shoppin'? Daddy, ca' w' ge' dis chocolate? Daddy, dis be de bes' cereal, no' dat one!"

Kurt stared as Remy's arms flew up, down and side to side. Kurt was beginning to think Remy's head was going to explode. "Den dey ask 'bout dese Mr. Noodle t'ings dat Stephanie 'as an' tell m' dat dey wan' chocolate milk f'r lunch."

Kurt grinned, "So zen, you had fun." Before Remy could react Kurt had hold of three grocery bags and disappeared with a 'bamph!'

Rogue heard the thud of bags being dropped on the floor and the girls calling for Kurt and walked quickly down the hall to the front doors. "Mommy!" The twins wrapped their arms around her and she smiled.

When they let go Rogue pulled over the two small step stools and the girls sat down and begun pulling off their boots. "So did ya two 'elp ya daddy ge' everything off the list?"

"Almos', daddy sayed 'e non ge' de frozed pizza."

The girls placed their boots on their mats and hung up their coats. Rogue shook her head placing the mitts and hats in their bins. Of course he wouldn't get frozen pizzas, that would be considered an insult to such a great chef, and they had three in the house. "Ah see, well then Ah guess we'll have t' make due with ya daddy's home made pizza."

"Hey, m' pizza be de bes' an' y' know dat cherie!" Rogue turned towards the doorway meeting Remy's eyes. "Miss me cherie?" Rogue threw her arms around his neck and pulled him in for a kiss. He smiled locking his eyes with hers, "Remy prendre cela comme un oui." (Remy take that as a yes.)

The girls scrunched their faces and dashed down the hall calling over their shoulders, "Au revoir!"

Rogue and Remy only smiled as the twins took off towards the Rec. Room. Rogue then placed her forehead against Remy's and looked towards the ground. "Remy, Ah need t' tell ya somethin'."

Remy cupped Rogue's chin in his hand gently lifting her head a look of worry on his face. "Wha's wrong Rogue? Is dis t' d' wit' y' appoin'ment?"

Rogue took his hands in hers, "Come with meh." She led him down the hall to the elevators and down to the infirmary. She then pulled up the pictures of the ultrasound Hank had printed and handed it to Remy. "Look Rems, here an' here." She pointed to two tiny grey sections. "Accordin' t' Hank Ah'm prone t' twins."

Remy glanced between the photo and Rogue several times before speaking. This worried Rogue; when he had found out she was pregnant again he had been overjoyed, now he was speechless. "Remy, Ah know its 'ard t' believe, Ah was jus' as shocked as ya when Ah found out. Remy, please say somethin'."

"Je vous aime tellement Rogue. (I love you so much Rogue.) Rogue wiped away oncoming tears and swallowed. Remy kissed her cheek and bent down to her belly. "Don' be causin' la me're trouble y' deux."

Rogue gave a small laugh, "Remy, they can' hear ya yet."

"Says who?"

She shook her head and pointed to the picture of the ultrasound, "Their heads ain't even formed ye' Remy, no ears."

Remy shook his head, "Non, dey 'ear moi." Rogue sighed rolling her eyes as he wrapped his arm around her shoulders and walked towards the hallway. "S', when y' wan' t' tell Logan?"

Rogue groaned, "Nex' week Ah guess. He's been buggin' meh f'r the truth f'r a while now, 'e can wait a few more days."

Remy pushed the up button and smiled, "Sure cherie, nex' week."

Upstairs Kurt was porting between the kitchen and the van unloading everything until all the groceries were in the mansion. 'Zey should be ze ones to go hungry. I did all ze work. Vhere did zey go?' Just then he heard the sound of laughter and the door closing. Kurt wasted no time, 'bamph!' "Amara, Rahne..."

The girls jumped, "Geeze Kurt, you scared the hell out of me, what do you want?"

"Rogue and Gambit abandoned me as I vas taking in ze groceries."

The two younger adults shrugged, "So what else is new?"

"You know Amara you would think after ten years he would know the drill; someone buys, starts unpacking and then leaves, simple."

Kurt gave them an annoyed look, "Hey, just zo you know I did not buy today, so how 'bout you help me unpack."

Amara shook her head, "Sorry Kurt, but we already have bags to unpack, come on Rahne."

Kurt sighed and ported back to the kitchen continuing to unpack all the bags dividing LeBeau groceries and mansion groceries the best he could. Ten minutes later he heard his sisters voice, "Ah don' know Remy. Nex' week Ah swear, now hush up or we'll be busted."

Kurt grinned, he knew how to play his cards when it came to Rogue. As they entered the kitchen Kurt lifted his head from one of the bags, "Busted for vhat Rogue?"

Rogue's eyes widened slightly before she turned them into slits. "Never ya mind blue boy. How'd the unloadin' go?"

Kurt stuck the chocolate milk into the fridge, "It's all done, zo vhat's happing next week? I missed vhat ze Professor said."

Rogue picked up a mini box of cereal and threw it at him, "Ah told ya t' bud out!"

Remy placed his hand on her shoulder as Kurt rubbed his head, "Cherie, 'e jus' tryin' t' ge' t' y', don' le' de garcon d' that."

Rogue took in a deep breath and exhaled. "Ya righ' Remy, he's jus' bein' a stupid little brother." She then headed over to the fridge placing the girls' meals and drinks to the left side and then did the same for snacks in the cupboard.

This was not how Kurt had planned on the conversation going so he tried again. "Vhere did you go vhen I vas unloading ze van? One minute you vere zhere and ze next you vere gone."

Rogue closed the cupboard door. "Does it really matter Kurt?"

"Yes Rogue, it does. Vhat if you vere hurt? Vhat if ze twins' vere hurt? Please tell me vhere you vent zo I can rest easy."

Rogue sighed and glanced around her. Kurt grinned internally, 'Bingo.' She motioned for him to come close and whispered, "Take meh somewhere where no one can hear us, 'specially no' Logan."

Kurt grabbed her arm and ported them to the infirmary. "Zere, is zis good enough?"

Rogue swallowed, "Uh huh."

"So, vhat iz so important zat you feel you need to keep it a secr…" Kurt looked around the infirmary. The equipment that was out looked a little familiar but he couldn't quite place it.

Rogue snapped her fingers in his face, "Earth t' Kurt anyone 'ome?"

Kurt shook his head, "Zorry Rogue, zis just looks familiar. Now vhat iz ze big secret zat not even Logan can know yet?"

"Well it should look familiar it was out six years ago." Rogue then picked up the photo and handed it to Kurt. "This is fr'm t'day."

Kurt looked at the photo and equipment in the room, "Rogue, maybe you could put zis into English for me."

Rogue sighed rolling her eyes, "Ah'm only gonna tell ya s' tha' ya don' figure it out later an' accidently blurt it out. Kurt, Ah'm pregnant an' those two grey sections are the babies."

Kurt's eyes lit up and he smiled, "Congratulations Rogue! You are going to be very busy."

"Thanks, an' tell meh somethin' Ah don' know." Kurt gave her a hug and she gasped, "Ya're squashin' meh Kurt!" Rogue wiggled out of her brother's grasp and took in a deep breath, "Wha' ya tryin' t' do, kill meh! Now remember, no one officially knows 'sept Hank an' Remy." Rogue felt bad but she had to lie. If Kurt knew that Storm and Mystique had been the first to know he would be hurt.

"I von't say a vord."

Rogue glared at him, "If ya even think it bef're nex' week Ah'll kick ya ass."

Kurt swallowed, "Um, you have my vord zat I von't say or think anything."

Rogue gave a nod of approval and took her brother's arm, "Alrigh' back t' the kitchen please, Ah'm sure everyone's hungry f'r dinner." On that note Kurt and Rogue left the infirmary with a 'bamph.'