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Ok, people. This here is the last chapter. I really liked the story, though, so if anyone has ideas for alternate endings, they can send a summary to my e-mail, and I'll write it for them and post it on my website. It won't be posted on fanfic, though, just my website.

"Geez, they've, like, been out there all morning!" Kitty was peeking through the kitchen curtains as Scott and Jean, who were sitting on a bench under some trees.

"Vhat can you expect, Kitty," Kurt sayed between bites. "Zhey are in love!" He brought his hands together under his chin, and blinked blissfully at a corner of the room.

"You are such a dope!" She threw the nearest thing she could find at him: a banana. He caught it easily, and peeled it, munching away.

"Ah! Zis is ze perfect banana!"

"Ugh, you ruin everything. Why do you do that? Why don't you throw anything back, or at least let yourself get hit?"

"Because, Kitty, it's funny to see you get mad." He grinned at her idiotically, and bamfed out of the room.

Kitty stomped out of the room, infuriated. She'd go watch TV or something. Every moment or so Kurt would reappear above her head, laughing the entire time. Finally moved beyond the simple anger she felt toward him everyday, she phased into the room above her, leaving only her head. When Kurt returned, she planned to fall on top of him, hopefully scaring him. She grinned to herself, pleased to be plotting revenge.

Kurt teleported right below her, however, and before she could even think to phase on top of him, she was choked with brimstone. Between breaths she fell, and Kurt moved nimbly out of her way. Before she hit the ground, though, he caught her in his arms. He set the still coughing Kitty gently on her feet.

"Kitty! You should know better zhan to try and prank me. It never works!" Chuckling a little lighter than before, he went to see what Evan was doing.

"Hey, Kitty," Rogue said as she entered the room, "are you al'right?"

"No!" Kitty slowly caught her breath. "No! That jerk is always doing stuff like this to me, and I can never, like, get him back for it! It's not fair. Why does he have to be such a jerk to me."

Kitty and Rogue both collapsed onto the couch, and Kitty found the remote stuck between the cushions. "He does it cause he cares about ya," Rogue explained, trying to tear her eyes away from The Fairly Oddparents.

"That sure is a wierd way of showing it." Kitty didn't even bother to look at Rogue.

"Well, people don' always just come ou' and say it. Ya just know, ya know?"

"Kinda." Kitty remembered waking up a week ago, and finding the pills scattered all over the floor. She couldn't explain how she knew what happened. Most people would just assume that they were knocked over. But she knew, so she cleaned them up without saying anything to anyone. Rogue had always been crazy about Scott, even though she tried to hide it. This baby was bound to be hard on her. But from that day on, Kitty noticed that Rogue seemed almost happy for Scott and Jean. It was such a great turnaround, and she could find no explanation for it.

"Rogue?"

"Yeah."

Kitty stammered a bit, wanting to make sure she worded things right. "We've lived in the same room for almost a year now, and I kind of think of you as a sister. Really, you're better than a sister, because you're my best friend too, and I really care about you. I don't know what I would do if anything ever happened to you."

Rogue didn't turn away from the TV, but she wasn't watching it anymore either. She could feel the tears surfacing in her eyes, but she didn't care. As one slowly made its way down her cheek, she answered, "Ah know, Kitty. Ah know."

~ ~ ~

Scott held Jean's hand in his own. He traced the lines of the palm with his finger. He would smirk at her each time he hit a ticklish spot and she twitched. They had been to the doctor earlier that day. It was just supposed to be a normal check up on the baby, but they had been shocked to find it wasn't alive anymore. Their child had died.

"So, you're really okay, Scott?" Jean asked, leaning forward so she could see his eyes. Gently, he put her hand down.

"I'm not going to say I had gotten used to the idea of being a dad, but now...." he trailed off, trying to find the words to explain. "It's like I've lost something that I never really had. A part of me's relieved, but another part was ready."

A swift wind blew around them, and Jean hugged herself, shuddering. Scott enveloped her in his arms, and rested his head on her shoulder. They sat there together until Scott felt the tear drops land on his neck. Leaning back and lifting her head, he brushed them away.

"I just feel like it's my fault," Jean whimpered. "Like I did something wrong."

He kissed her forehead. "You did nothing wrong. You heard the doctor, this type of thing just happens sometimes, and there's nothing anyone can do about it."

Jean continued to cry, so he brought her head to his chest, and he stroked her hair. "It just wasn't time yet, Jean. Someday, after we're married, we'll have a baby, and he'll be perfect."

Sniffling a bit, Jean lifted her head. "She'll be perfect."

He laughed. "Okay, she'll be perfect. It doesn't really matter, though, if it's a girl or a boy. Just so long as it's ours." Scott reached into his pocket, pulling out a small, velvet box. "I asked you earlier if you would marry me, now I'm going to do it properly." He lowered himself onto one knee.

"Jean Grey, no matter how long it takes, no matter how long we have to wait, will you marry me?"

Smiling through her tears, she was unable to speak, so she simply nodded. Scott plucked the simple, yet beautiful golden band out of its box, and slipped it onto her finger. "I know it's not much..." he mumbled as he stood.

"No, no, it's perfect." Jean looked at her ring lovingly before standing with Scott. Hand in hand, they reentered the mansion.

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Author's Note: How romantic!! I know I'm not supposed to get this worked up over my own story, but I swear I don't write this stuff, it just flows out.

Thank you again to all reviewers.

Eris: I was aware of the story line behind Scott and Jean and their children, or clone's children, or whatever. I was planning the miscarriage from the very beginning, but I couldn't say anything until now, for obvious reasons. Thanks for the review.