Disclaimer: I admit it! I am using pre-existing characters! I don't have the creativity or inclination to create such stunningly complex characters! They belong to Marvel! Okay, butt kissing over. Everyone in this story, except Rogue and references to the X-men are MINE! MINE! MINE! (Insert Raspberry noise)

Undreamt of

Chapter one: Misgivings

Rogue sighed as she reviewed the events of the last few days. Her first purchase with her newfound wealth had been of all things, a van. Not even a cute minivan but a full sized monster that guzzled gas somethin terrible. Getting car seats was a little easier on her pride; the clerk at the store had taken one look at her list of ages and sizes and said "Daycare?" She hadn't answered, only smiled as he helped her install the seats in the van. She was glad none of her fellow X-men had seen her pull up in her new wheels, they were all out on missions or enjoying their limited free time. She'd gone inside to find the children, relieving Jubilee of babysitting duty. She'd then sat with the children and asked each one very seriously "Do you like it here? Would you like to live here? Or would you like to live with me in Mississippi?" The answers had been a resounding and heart warming "We wanna live wit you!" except for little Raven, who gurgled happily.

The next part had been hard, writing her letter to the man that for so long had been a father to her. Finding the words to say "Ah'm sorry, ah'm runnin away, and ah'm kidnapping the munchkins ta boot." had been humbling. She had looked around the room, then at some of the children curled up napping and had realized this was a huge step. She had never been a momma, never even really knew what mammas was supposed to do, and here she was been baptized by fire! But she couldn't back out, no matter that she loved this school, and her family, the X-men, the children needed her more. Regretfully, but resolutely she had laid the letter on Prof. Xavier's desk where he could easily find it. Just at that moment, Sarah and Johnny came into the room, smiling from ear to ear and carrying several bags. "We got us all packed up Rogue!" They cried as they dropped their burdens "Can we go now? Where are we going?" Rogue had smiled and given them the picture of the estate to drool over as she left to pack her own belongings.

Things had gone smoothly, all the children were packed up quickly and quietly and they were on their way. Things had been going smoothly. They were stuck in traffic and all the children were fully awake now.

"Johnny, stop hittin Thomas!" Cried Sarah.

"I ain't hittin him!" Came Johnny's reply.

"Rogue, Johnny's hittin me!" Thomas wailed.

Rogue sighed again. "Johnny, you hit him again ah'll whup ya good yah got it?" she yelled back.

"But I ain't hittin him honest!"

"Yes he is Rogue! He's usin his stupid powers!"

"They ain't stupid, yours are stupid!"

"All right" Rogue growled, she could just feel the migraine waiting to happen. "Johnny, no powers in the car or when we stop you ain't gettin a kiddy meal got it? Sarah, let me know if he starts again."

"Yes ma'am"

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"Momma! Maggy's lookin out my window again!"

"Am not, I'm lookin at the picture book that came with my kiddy meal!"

"She is too! She just did it again!"

"No I wasn't I was lookin at you with my tongue out!"

Twins, why did they have to be twins? Ran through Rogue mind as she listened to the bickering in the back seat. Just three more states to go then home. That is if I make it that far. If I don't just turn around right now! If I don't strangle them all!

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"They're all asleep now" said Sarah who was sitting in the front seat next to Rogue.

"Good, we're almost there. Will you watch for the sign please?"

"........."

Rogue looked over at the small child curled up asleep next to her and smiled. "It's all right shugah; you earned your rest today." Maybe, despite all the stress and the headache, maybe it was worth it. She sang quietly to herself as she drove the rest of the way to their new home. It wasn't until she had parked and was thinking on how best to get all the little sleeping bundles inside that she realized the tune she'd been singing was a lullaby that Irene used to sing to her. She smiled; everything was going to be fine.