I took some liberties with the characters.

"Logan!" Rogue called out from her bedroom.

Logan appeared in the doorway mere seconds later. "I'm here," he said. "What do you need?"

Rogue held up her cup. "I need a refill."

"Chocolate milk?" he asked as he walked over to the bed.

Rogue nodded. "Leave the straw."

"Alright. I'll be right back."

"Thank you, baby."

Logan took the cup from her and kissed her forehead. Then he went downstairs to the kitchen. He found Storm there, just getting off of the phone.

"How's Rogue?" Storm asked.

"She's doing fine," Logan replied and he started to fix Rogue's drink. "A little stir-crazy, though. Her students like meeting in her room. They're a lot more chill.

"And the babies?"

"Kitty thinks Rogue can hold out until Sunday morning. She'll do the C-section then and we should be cuddling newborns by lunchtime."

Storm smiled. "That's good to hear. Listen, there's something I wanted to talk to you about."

"What's going on?"

"Well, I've been thinking that we might be needing some backup. You know, just in case. So, I made a few calls to some former students."

"And they're going to be coming to the mansion?"

"Yeah, they are."

Logan nodded. "Good. If Magneto and his gang are still planning an attack, we'll need all the help we can get."

"Even from Bobby Drake?"

Logan froze. The name still struck a nerve with him.

"Logan," Storm said. "I called him yesterday. He just got here this morning. I swear he must have gotten on the first thing moving out of California."

Logan turned to face Storm. "He didn't care about Rogue before, why would he start now?"

"There are things you don't know about Bobby Drake. And like it or not, Logan, he is still part of the X-men. We all band together to protect each other. No matter what."

Logan sighed. "I'll make the attempt, OK? But I'm not making any promises."

"That's all I ask of you."

"Well, I've got a pregnant woman upstairs. If I don't get back up there soon, I'm gonna get bitched at."

Storm laughed. Logan took the drink and headed back upstairs.

X

Meanwhile…

Rogue continued with grading her students' papers. Suddenly, there was a knock on the door.

"It's open," she called out, not looking up from her work.

The door creaked open.

"Hi, Rogue."

That familiar voice made her freeze up. She looked up to see Bobby Drake standing in her doorway.

"Hi, Bobby," she said.

"Um, do you mind if I come in?"

"No. Come on in."

Bobby came into the room and sat down in a chair by her bed.

"So, how have you been?" he asked.

Rogue shrugged. "OK. I've been teaching English and getting myself ready to be a mommy." Bobby nodded. "What have you been up to?"

"Moved to L.A. I'm going to law school out there and I'm working with a small law firm."

"Really?"

"Yeah. They specialize in mutant discrimination cases."

"Oh, that's awesome."

"Yeah." They were silent for a moment. "Rogue, I have something I want to tell you."

"Um, OK."

"I know it probably doesn't mean as much now as it would've then, but I am sorry for the way I treated you."

"It's OK."

"No, it's not. I want you to know that there were reasons for my actions. I was a bit messed up back then."

"Messed up how?"

"In my head." Bobby took a deep breath. "Well, let's just say that since we broke up, I haven't been with any other women."

"Oh?" Rogue asked, and then it clicked. Her eyes widened. "Oh! Oh, I see now."

"Yeah." Bobby looked away.

"And…you have it all figured out now?"

Bobby shrugged. "For the most part."

Another small silence passed between them.

"Are you happy?" Rogue asked. "I mean, now that you have it figured out?"

Bobby turned to look at her again. "You know what? I am. I really do think that…"

Rogue's eyes suddenly clenched shut and her hand went to her stomach.

"Rogue?" Bobby asked, panicked. "What is it? Do you need Logan?"

Rogue shook her head. "I just had a foot in my ribs." She opened her eyes. "The babies are moving around right now."

"Oh," Bobby said and he breathed a sigh of relief. "Hey, would you mind if I, um…"

"You want to feel my belly?"

"Um, yeah."

"Sure, go ahead."

Rogue didn't mind people touching her belly, just as long as they asked her first. Bobby scooted himself forward in his chair and put his hands on Rogue's belly. He looked up at Rogue and gave her a small smile.

"Ahem."

When he heard the voice, Bobby's hands immediately withdrew from Rogue's belly and he quickly stood up. Logan was standing just outside the room with Rogue's drink in his hand.

Logan gave Bobby a nod. "Drake."

Bobby returned the gesture and the greeting. "Logan."

Rogue looked back and forth between the two. Logan was wearing a blank expression, but Rogue knew that he was angered by Bobby's presence. Bobby's cheeks were turning red and he actually looked scared, like a child who had just been caught with their hand in the cookie jar.

Logan came into the room and handed Rogue her drink. Bobby never took his eyes off of him as he did. As Rogue started to sip her drink, Logan turned to Bobby.

"Can I talk to you in the hall for a minute?" he asked.

Bobby nodded. "OK."

Bobby headed for the door. Logan began to follow him, but Rogue grabbed his wrist.

"Be nice," she warned.

Logan gave her a little nod. "I will be."

Rogue released him from her grip, and Logan met up with Bobby in the hallway. The two stared at each other for a long moment.

"Thank you," Logan said finally.

Bobby blinked. "For what?"

"For being here when we need you the most. For helping us protect Rogue and the babies."

"You're welcome." Bobby paused. "Logan, just because I messed up and we're not together anymore, it doesn't mean that I've stopped caring about her. I just changed the way that I care about her."

Logan nodded. "I think I understand that."

"Well, we can't be battling each other when we need to be battling the bad guys. How about we call it a truce?"

Bobby extended his hand.

"Truce," Logan said and he shook Bobby's hand.