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"So, wow," Kitty breathed from the edge of Kurt's bed. "I never though anything like this could ever, like, happen. You know?"

"Vat are you talking about?" Kurt asked her, exasperation evident. "It vas bound to happen."

"I just never thought they were so close."

"You mean you've never heard them?"

She looked up at him, a little surprised. "No. No, and ew. But then, I don't have the elf ears you have."

"True. Not all can be blessed," he joked, trying to release some tension in the room. Kitty smiled weakly, but refused to drop the subject.

"What do you think Scott is, like, going to do? Do you think they're going to get married?"

"No. Not yet. I could tell by looking at Scott"

"Then... wow. I still can't believe this is, like, happening! You think it could never happen to you, never happen in your world, and then it happens to one of your friends. I'd hate to think how my parents would react if they ever found out I was pregnant."

Kurt looked startled. "You're pregnant?"

"No, no! I only meant it hypothetically," she explained, a little flustered.

"Oh, good." He collapsed onto the bed. "You really had me scared for a second there." Kitty slowly lowered herself down next to him, and watched his chest slowly rise and fall before speaking again.

"I wonder what's going through Jean's head right now. Think of all the turmoil. I mean, her entire life has just been, like, totally turned upside-down."

Kurt closed his eyes. "She'll be able to handle it. She's strong. We just need to make sure that we're there for her, and she'll be okay."

"I hope so..." She raised herself from the bed, and quietly lowered her feet to the ground. "Good night, Kurt," she whispered, and left his room as silently as possible. The halls were empty; all the new recruits were in bed. As she made her way to her and Rogue's room, she paused outside of Jean's room. Raising her fist slowly to the door, her breath seemed to catch in her throat. What would she say? What could she say? Shaking slightly, she lowered her hand to her side, and continued down the hall.

~ ~ ~

Rogue was lying quietly on her bed when Kitty entered the room. The lights were out, so Kitty assumed her roommate was asleep, and tiptoed to her own bed and slipped in between the sheets.

Rogue scowled at Kitty's sleeping figure. It was so easy for her, so easy to be normal. To Rogue, Kitty's gift was the greatest blessing one could receive. Not only could she touch people, not only could she be kissed, but she could mold her body with another's. She could blend her cells in with another, could get so close that she and another could become one.

Jean was pregnant. Jean had been loved. Jean had been touched. She could never have that. She could never be anything more than a shadow to anyone.

Making up her mind, she stood up from her bed, taking no care to being quiet. Deep down, she wanted Kitty to get up, but the girl did not stir. Walking down the dark hall, she fought an inner battle. Every moment she thought of turning back, but she wouldn't. She had already made up her mind.

Turning into the bathroom, she stared at herself in the mirror. Stripped of her make-up, she looked almost normal. The brown hair and white bangs were slightly ruffled, and her eyes shimmered with tears, but she looked normal. Reaching out, she touched her reflection's hand, but then realized that her gloves her still on. She frantically ripped them off, then touched the mirror again, reaching for her face. But the reflection's hand, the reflection's goddamn hand held her back, forcing a sheet of glass between her and this normal girl.

She pulled away, and looked down, refusing to see herself as anything other than what she was for any longer. She rummaged in the medicine cabinet. Pulling out an unassuming bottle, she pushed down on the lid and turned until she held the top in her hand. The small pink tablet's seemed to welcome her. Emptying half of it into her hand, she filled a glass that stood near the sink with water.

Filling her mouth with the ice-cold fluid, she prepared herself for the pills she held. Slowly raising her hand, tears began spilling down her cheeks, but her expression remained determined. No one would care. No one was there.

"Hey, what are you doing up so-" Scott stuck his head through the open bathroom door, drawn by the light it spilled into the hallway and under the doors. "Rogue! What are you doing?" He rushed in, and smacked her hand away from her face, sending the pills scattering. As he touched her hand for that fleeting second, she absorbed him, and her eyes began glowing red.

Scott wasn't fazed by the touch, and he grabbed her wrists, which were covered. "Rogue! What was that? What do you think you are doing?"

Looking at her reflection in his glasses, trying to imagine the blue eyes that were hidden behind them, Rogue's stoic expression broke. Sobbing, her legs collapsed beneath her, and she fell onto the floor. Scott kneeled beside her, and she pulled away from him, trying to hide her tears.

"Don't come near me," she wailed. "Ya don't care about me." But she knew it wasn't true. Running through her mind were Scott's thoughts at the moment he saved her, and she knew he cared.

"No, I'm not leaving you alone."

"Well, ya can't sit here with me all night."

"Yeah, I probably could, but I don't really like sitting on the bathroom floor, so you're coming with me to my room. I can't sleep anyway, so I'll just watch you until you fall asleep."

"Ugh. Scott, that's kinda creepy. I don' like people watchin' me when I sleep."

"Too bad, come on." He grabbed her wrist again, and half lead, half dragged her to his room.

Tucking her carefully into his bed, he sat down at his desk. As he pulled out his unfinished homework, Rogue slipped off to sleep.

"Scott?" she asked, drowsily.

"Yeah?"

"Thank you..."

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Author's Note: This became quickly depressing, but it's not out of character. At least, not in my mind.

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