Disclaimer's: Again, with the don't sue me....
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Wolverine watched Rogue like a hawk for the next 2 days. Rogue threatened twice to turn her power-negating bracelet off and go after him if he asked her how she felt 1 more time. Nothing worked and Logan was starting to think he'd been a paranoid delusional jackass until...
Rogue got up to go to the bathroom after a Danger Room simulation and said, "Whoa. Head rush."
She fainted at Jean's feet.
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"Dammit!" Logan said, "Why is this taking so long?"
"Give me time, man!" Hank said, "There are many things to look into with this!"
Since Rogue was unconscious, Beast decided to start running some tests on her. Everyone was crowded into the hallway outside the Infirmary waiting for the results.
Beast had drawn some of Rogue's blood and was now testing it for pretty much every known illness that had been discovered.
"Won't do you any good, Hank," Logan said, "I don't think it's been discovered yet. I'd recognize it."
"Logan," Hank said, losing his patience, "Have you ever smelled a man with diphtheria?"
"No," Logan said.
"Then you wouldn't recognize it!" Beast said, "Let me do my job!" He shut the door and hadn't been out in about 10 minutes, hence Logan's impatience.
Beast's head popped out the door, "She's awake and asking for Logan."
Wolverine jumped up and raced into the room. Hank stayed outside the door a moment, "I've ruled out brain tumor, typhoid fever, and quite a few other nasty ailments. Most of the most dangerous one known to man have been ruled out, including all types of the bubonic plague and cancer." He went back inside to tell this to Logan and Rogue.
"What does that mean?" Nikki asked.
"Well, angel," Gambit said, "It means that while Rogue don't have most of the deadly diseases we know about, she could very well die of something new."
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Beast came out almost an hour later, looking bewildered, "I've tested for everything I know of and nothing!"
"It could be something we don't know about, bub," Logan said. All the X-Men were gathered in Rogue's room. What the heck, if she had a plague, most likely they all had it already.
"But her blood cells are normal," Hank said, "You can't have a major disease without having some abnormality in your blood."
"You my have missed the abnormality, considering you don't know what kind of abnormality to look for," Jean pointed out.
"I'm fine," Rogue said, "I just got dizzy."
Everyone ignored her and went right on talking about the plague she was possibly carrying.
"Logan, I'm fine," she said.
"Whatever you, Darlin'," Logan said, and went right back to arguing with Beast about the possibility if some rare kind disease.
"I'M FINE!" Rogue screamed.
Everyone looked at her.
"Maybe you should test her estrogen levels," Logan said, "This could all be the cause of a very bad form of PMS. She certainly is cranky enough."
Everyone laughed except for Rogue, "That's not funny! I'm not PMSing, I was just a little dizzy! Why are you all convinced I have some odd kind of disease?"
Logan and Beast told her about their how a plague was going to wipe out the whole world theory.
"That is the most ridiculous thing I've ever heard of!" Rogue yelled, "Being dizzy and having migraines doesn't mean I'm dying or have the plague!"
"Yes, but the fact that you've been passing out, throwing up, and having sudden temperature spikes might," Beast said, "Why don't we keep looking?"
"I don't want you to keep looking," Rogue said, "You're making my head hurt!"
"Maybe if you wouldn't scream so much, your head wouldn't hurt," Gambit suggested.
Rogue shot him a murderous look, "I do not have the plague. There is probably a reasonable explanation for all of this. Who knows, maybe I am PMSing. I should be due soon, so why doesn't everyone leave me alone?"
Jean all of a sudden grabbed Beast's arm and said, "Why don't we take a walk and see what other possibilities there are? We'll give her a chance to cool down. Being upset can't possibly help her, whatever it is she has. I have an idea..." They walked out the door.
Rogue gave Logan a look, "I can't believe you didn't tell me that you thought I had a plague!"
"Well, Darlin'," Logan said, "What good would it have done? You weren't showing very many symptoms yet and I didn't think you needed to be worrying about it."
"Don't 'Darlin'' me!" Rogue said, "You still should've told me! It's my body that might be infected!"
"I thought you said you didn't have a plague," Nikki said.
"I DON'T!!!" Rogue yelled, "But he thinks I do!" She pointed a finger at Logan.
"Hey, now, guys," Jubilee started to say, when Beast and Jean came back into the room. Beast was laughing.
"Well, everyone, if this next test proves out to be positive, you can all laugh at me and Logan. We might be the biggest jackasses on the face of this planet!" Beast said.
"Hey!" Logan said, "I want to know what going on before anyone calls me a jackass!"
"Wait until I'm done running this one last test," Beast said.
Jean was smiling, "I think all of you might like this possibility better."
"What is it?" Rogue asked. Anything that made Logan a jackass right now would be nice, even if it wasn't the right diagnosis.
"You'll see if it's right," Jean said.
10 minutes later, Beast came back into Rogue's part of the Infirmary, "Everyone but Logan, Rogue, and Jean out. They can tell you later if they wish."
Everyone walked out of the room, mystified. The door closed behind them.
"Rogue, Jean," Beast said, "Call us the jackasses. You were right, Jean. I can't believe I looked over this solution! Well, yes I can. The fact that Rogue's powers still exist beneath the surface of her skin could have made this impossible, but somehow, everything seems to be in perfect order!"
Jean was smiling, "What did I tell you? There are other things besides diseases that you can have symptoms for."
"Um, hello?" Rogue said, "Down here, on the bed? Logan and I would like to know what's going on. I doubt it's the plague. You all look too happy, unless of course you'd like me to die."
"Hardly," Beast said, "You are quite at the other end of the spectrum from death."
"Thank God," Logan said, "So what's wrong?"
"Nothing," Beast said, "She is quite healthy and it's a good thing, too. Now is not the time for her to be sick."
"Yeah," Rogue said as she sat up, "I need to fight the end of the world."
"Maybe not," Hank said, "I wouldn't recommend heavy activity right now. That wouldn't be good for you or the baby."
"Well," Logan said, "Of course we don't want to hurt her or the-----WHAT!?!?!?!"
"Did he--" Rogue looked at Jean, "He said--"
"Yes," Jean said, "That's all it was. Rogue, you're pregnant."
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I don't know if I fooled any of you people reading this, but I fooled my Mom. Rogue does not have the plague, Thank God. She has something better, in a way, I mean, if you like kids! What next? Keep reading!