"They told you about the baby?"

"Yeah… I can' believe dis. I – I never put much thought into it. Didn' think it was possible for us. Not with her powers."

"Are- are you going to stay around? You're not going to, like, leave her, are you? She was terrified that is what would happen. She loves you, she didn't want to ruin your relationship."

"I'm not like my parents."

Rogue could hear the voices, the sounded distant, like she was holding her head under the water of the bathtub. She used to do that a lot when she was younger. It gave her some distance from everything that seemed to be happening. That's what this felt like, holding herself underwater.

Her head hurt exponentially, like someone has smacked her in the back of the head with a baseball bat and then did it again because the first time wasn't satisfactory enough. The pain in her head, didn't do much to distract her from the pain in her abdomen. It felt like she had been stabbed repeatedly.

"I hope so. She doesn't need to do this alone."

Attempting to open her eyes, she is all but blinded by the light which made the throbbing in her head even worse. What in the hell is going on? Rogue attempts to turn onto her side, to get away from the light, but a tugging in her arm prohibits the action. As if to punish her, a loud beeping sounds from somewhere in the room. She attempts to sit up, but a pair of strong hands push her back against the bed.

"Slow down, Chere. Y' can' move yet." A familiar Cajun accent says, giving her some relief. Remy is here, that means that it's safe. He would keep her safe. Forcing her eyes open, she looks around the bright room for a few seconds before squeezing her eyes shut again. She could hear the shuffle of people entering the room, followed by many voices asking her questions she didn't know the answer to.

"Can we please clear out the room?" A voice that she doesn't recognize says, opening her eyes again she sees a woman standing in the doorway of what appears to be her hospital room. "Now."

Fuck. Fuck. Fuck. Fuck. Rogues hand snaps to her stomach and pain shot through her abdomen. The baby. Tears spring to her eyes. Please, not my baby.

A squeeze presses on her hand making Rogue jerk slightly. Snapping her head to the right, she sees Remy standing beside her. He looked tired, really tired. His red and black eyes had dark circles underneath them and it looked like he hadn't shaved in days. That wasn't like him, he had always taken care of his appearance.

"I'm not going anywhere." Remy says, staring at the doctor. "I want to stay with her."

"Is that okay with you?" The women asks, looking at Rogue. As she hits buttons on the monitor near Rogues bed.

Slowly, Rogue nods, she wasn't sure what else to do. She didn't want to be alone when she found out that she didn't have her baby anymore. A lump rises into her throat and she could feel an ache behind her eyes that always happened when she struggled to hold back tears. I should have told him. Now, he's going to find out too late. I'm a horrible person.

"Anna," The woman says, taking a seat on one of the rolling stools that had been pulled up next to the bed. A clipboard was carefully balanced on her lap, the file seemed to be pretty thick, probably full of warning not to touch her because of her powers. "I'm Doctor Richards. Do you remember how you ended up here?"

"Ah- ah…" Rogue started to shake slightly, Remy gives her arm a reassuring squeeze. He probably wouldn't want to even look at her soon. "Ah was attacked." She says slowly.

"It's okay, Anna. I'm a mutant like you and your friends." Doctor Richards says, crossing her long legs. "Charles and I have been friends for a long time. You are perfectly safe here."

Rogue sighs and looks to Remy who gives a nod of confirmation. "A girl used something on my friend. It…. It made her attack me." He olive green eyes turn to meet Remy's. "Where's Laura? Is she okay? She's not in trouble, is she? She didn't mean to-"

"She's fine, Chere. She's just really worried 'bout y'."

"We have done some tests on you. You had some serious injuries, but thanks to your power you have managed to heal quite remarkably."

'W-what about…." She felt as if she was going to vomit. She wasn't sure she even wanted the answer but being unsure seemed to be even worse. Here it is, Remy was going to walk right out that door and never talk to her again. Her hand touches her stomach once more.

"The baby's gonna be fine, Chere." Remy says, making Rogue's mouth open and her cheeks to burn.

"You and the baby were extremely lucky. The punctures were in such a way that they barely missed anything that would cause major damage, that along with your remarkable powers saved the both of you."

After asking Rogue a few more questions and checking her vitals, Doctor Richards told her that she would be able to return to the X-Mansion later that night. She was to be careful and take things extremely easy for the next few days, but she should be back to normal within the week. Though, with Logans and Laura's powers to assist her, she may be well enough to go back to her regular activities within the next 24 hours. That wasn't going to happen, though. She couldn't stand the thought of taking more memories from her friends. Every use of her powers made her feel as if she was violating their privacy.

"When did ya find out?" Rogue asks, her voice barely above a whisper.

"The told me when I got here." Remy says, sitting on the edge of her hospital bed. "Well, the Wolverine slammed me into the wall and threatened to kill me."

Rogue lets out a weak laugh. "That sounds like him" She brings her pale hand to wipe away the tears that had started to run down her cheeks. "Ah'm sorry. Ah should have told you."

"Don' worry 'bout that now, Chere." He says, placing a hand on her thigh. "I'm still tryin to wrap my head around that. We got bigger problems now. That stupid bitch. Was tryin to kill y'. She's so fuckin sick." Remy pauses to take a deep breath, his hands were shaking slightly, they only did that when he was extremely pissed off. "I am going to kill that fucking bitch. I fucking hate her."

"Remy.."

"No… Chere. She's got to pay for what she did to you. What she tried to do to our child.'

"She didn' know that I was pregnant."

"Doesn' matter." He runs a hand through his hair. "It doesn' matter. She hurt my Chere. She hurt my baby. I'm not gonna let her get away with this."