Author's Note: Okay here's a brief family history, Ororo is Jubilee and Rogue's mom. (Note the white streak in Rogue's hair. Ororo is of course aged about twenty years.) . Charles is a billionaire because of his series of phycological textbooks. Ororo and Charles lived in the South and had Rogue Ororo had a difficult time with her pregnancy and she almost died. The doctors told her that she could not live through another pregnancy and since her a Charles were so wealthy, and had a lot of love to share they adopted Jubilee from China. (We all know that they have a population problem.) Then Ororo died of breast cancer (Sorry Storm Fans! LLL) when Rogue was 17, Jubes was around 9 or 10. They then moved to Westchester, New York where Charles still lives. Jubilee skipped a few grades in school (hey she a genius  and a bit of a trouble maker)so she goes to NYC and lives with Rogue during the week when she goes to school.

This part of the chapter is done in Remy's point of view. It's been three months since Rogue found out that she was having a girl.

            I woke up in a cold sweat, as I had every night for the past nine months. I dreamed of her again. It's always the same dream. We are in the park and her eyes, her beautiful green eyes are drowning in the sea of her tears. Every time the dialog is the same;

'I'm sorry I can't give you what you need now,' I say trying to sound cold and uncaring.

'But I love you.' She whispers and buries her face in her gloved hands. I want to say it back, I have every intention of saying it back, but I don't. And that is where the dream turns into a nightmare. I don't and I walk away.

            The woman sleeping next to me gives a soft snore and turns over. Bella, a beautiful woman to be sure, but I knew why I even let myself get close to her. It was her voice. The same southern accent. She was also my business partner. When I arrived in New Jersey I had planned to sleep on the garage couch until I could find a place, but she offered me the spare room and one thing lead to another. No, it was more the whiskey I drowned myself in, trying to forget Rogue.

            I was gone, I had done it, I was in love. The thing I swore I wouldn't let happen to me. My bother let it happen to him, he gave and gave to his wife. He eventually gave his life. She left him and he had killed himself. But, it tore at me to think I caused Rogue even a fraction of what I was going through now. I had to go back.

"Bell, Bella, wake up."

"What is it Remy? Ugh Jesus I have to open the store tomorrow can't we talk about it in the morning, whatever it is?"

"You can but I won't be here." I said standing up. She immediately sat up in bed.

"What do you mean?" she asked in a harsh tone.

"I'm selling my half of the business and going back to New York." I said grabbing my duffel bag and stuffing personal belongings in it. I traveled very light, besides most of my things were in storage.

"I don't think so we had a deal!"

"Look keep my half, sell it give it away I don't care what you do." I went into the bathroom. I was showering when I heard my cell phone go off. It was in the pocket of my slacks in the other room. I figured if it was important they would leave a message. I walked out freshly shaven and fully clothed. Bella was sitting in the same position on the bed with a huge smirk instead of a scowl a crossed her face.

"Do you know some one name Rogue?"

This part is back to Rogue Pov ONE HOUR EARLIER

I looked across the table at my sister. She was going to be 18 in two days and I was treating her to a birthday dinner at a fancy French restaurant whose name I can't pronounce in up town Manhattan. That was her present along with me not killing her for blowing up my lab top. Oh yeah Sparky strikes again. It was a black tie restaurant so it wasn't like I was buying her a happy meal. And I had just so happened to discover that Gucci made maternity evening gowns. I had gained no extra weight in my 8 months of renting out my tummy to my little girl. My dress was blood red and fitted close to my upper body falling in an 'A' line skirt just past my knees. It had a deep v neck and thin spaghetti straps I cover with a lacy black jacket. Jubes was in a short, v necked, backless black dress with a dark purple jacket that had fur on the cuffs and collar. I was studying the menu trying to channel Mrs. Zeigler, my high school French teacher when Jubilee said,

"Times like these make you wish Remy was still here uh?" she needled looking at me.

"I suppose so." I said wanting to change the subject.

"Have you two talked lately?"

"You know we haven't Jubilation." I said using her full name. Something that I only did when she was on dangerously thin ice. She knew it too, she was quite for about two minutes before she stared again.

"Are you going to tell him ever?"

"No, I'm not."

"You are not being fair."

"I'm being perfectly fair towards you. You don't have to worry about this Jubes. I won't make you babysit or change diapers…" I explained

"No not to me, to Remy or more importantly to that little girl whose going to grow up without a daddy. I didn't say anything before but I thought you would have cracked by now. Can you imagine growing up with out dad?"

"It would have been hell."

"That's why you have to tell Remy. That little girl is gonna have a lot of love. No one could possibly love her more than you can but, give her a chance."

"No, Jubilee apart of me died that day in the park, he chose to leave. He's incapable of love, and I don't want her to feel that pain ever. Because if knows him, she will love him. Like I did, like I still do, and apart of her will die when he's not there for her." She said tears streaming down my face. "Do you think that a day goes by that my fingers don't itch to dial his number and beg for him to come back? An hour? A minute? I think about it constantly, but I know he'd never come back." I sniffed and dried my eyes when I noticed the waiter walking towards out table. We ordered, we didn't know what we ordered but we did.

"So, enough of me. What's going on with my social butterfly?" I asked after a few deep breaths.

"Oh! Guess who asked me out!" she said excitedly

"Who?"

"Hank!" she squealed

"Hank?"

"Uh-huh,"

"My Hank."

"Yeah,"

"My Gynecologist who makes a living looking at vaginas Hank?"

"Well when you put it that way,"

"Eww,"

"Eww? What's eww about it?" She said indignantly, I took a sip of water as said started to talk fast. Then I felt a sharp pain in my stomach, followed by a warm liquid running down my legs. "Wait does that qualify as cheating?"

"Jubes…" I gasped as another pain followed the first one.

"Or, does I make it seem to be okay cause he could give some lame excuse like 'Well it's my job honey and I was just paying a house call.'"

"Jubilee," I gritted out through clenched teeth

"What babe?'

"My water broke."

"Oh no problem," she said handing me her glass. "Now back to…Wait what?!"

"Okay just relax and breath, just relax and breath. Remember he, he, he, who. He, he, he who."

"Stop blowing on me." I said leaning against a phone pole. "Ahhhhhh," another contraction ripped through my body.

"Ah! What do I do?" she said jumping up and down a little.

"Call,"

"Dad!"

"No…(deep breath) call,"

"Remy!"

"God no…Call,"

"Hank!"

"A…cab…you…moron. AH! SON OF A BITCH!"

"I hope that was just a contraction speaking. Taxi!"

As soon as we got to the hospital three orderlies came out with a gurney. They picked me up and put me on the bed and started to rush me through and endless maze of  hallways and corners. Jubilee kept up an impressive feet in stilettos I must say.

"Are you related to her?" An orderly asked her.

"Yeah I'm her sister,"

"Are you a minor?"

"Yes, but I turn 18 in two days."

"Is there anyone who could sign these agreements?"

"Agreements? What agreements. OH HOLY FUCK!" I screamed

Begin Jubilee's Pov

Two orderly took Rogue down another hallway while the other stayed to explain.

"We need these signed incase we to perform an emergency caesarian section on her."

"Our father is in Sweden giving a lecture, would a fax or verbal consent work?"

"Yes but is the baby's father close by."

"Um he could sign these?"

"Yes."

"Alright I'll get them signed." He turned and left.

I searched through Rogue purse for her cell phone and address book. I found the hotel dad was staying at and called it. He had just left to go to the air port. Great Rogue's gonna kill me, I turned to the L section and looked up Remy's cell phone. Hope he still has I thought.

"Remy's pants. Remy's not in them right now." A definite female voice

"Uh, can I talk to him it's important." I said shocked I didn't expect this.

"Like I said he's not in his pants right now, but leave a message and I'll make sure he gets it." She snapped, that was too much, my sister had gotten knocked up because of this bastard and his little whore thought she was going to talk to me like this? HELL NO.

"Listen you rude little bitch you tell Remy that Rogue's having his baby and needs to come to St. Michael's hospital in Manhattan, so he can sign papers so she can have an emergency caesarian section!"

I was so mad I was trembling. Poor Rogue for months she's gone on caring about him and nurturing his seed while he's been jumping on every thing in a skirt.

"I can't belive I defeneded that ass," I said mumbling to myself. I leaned against the wall and slid down. I needed a ciggarrett. I grabbed one out of my purse and lit it up.

"Hey this is a smoke free inviroment can't you read?" I nerdy looking candystripper said. She was volunteering at a hospital at 11 'o' clock a night, although very nobel it just screamed that said didn't have any friends. God she looked like the girls that I gave swirleys to in high school. I stood up took a few drags blew smoke in her face and calmly said.

"Call a fucking cop." She bristled and snatched the cigarrett out of my mouth and stomped it out. BIG MISTAKE

Ten minutes later I walked out of the bathroom, lighting another ciggarrett. Five minutes after that the candy striper exited dripping wet. It's good to be me.

"Oh Miss. Xavier there you are." A nurse said

"If this is about the candy cane I found her like that I was just helping her out."  

"Ummm okay, well I was just going to tell you not to worry about the agreements. Rogue's fine she won't deliver for another few hours yet. Well you can go see her any time she in room 313. Bye-bye."

"Bye-bye" I said in a dazed shock. Rogue is going to hurt me.