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           Disclaimer – I don't own X-Men: Evolution

           The final chapter is when the twins are born then I'm going to do a sequel to when they're a bit older. They will be boy/girl but right now the names are undecided. =P Y'all going to have to wait and see.

           Thank you ALL. You all helped me a lot. :)

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           Remy stared at Rogue's growing stomach as she paced around the room while talking to him. Seeing as how he couldn't even pat his stomach, and rub his head at the same time, he wasn't paying attention to what she was saying as he concentrated on her stomach. She was wearing an old grey long sleeved shirt that showed the bottom of her stomach, which hung just over her sweat pants that were pulled down to her waist. Hey, she was pregnant; if you got it, flaunt it.

           "Are ya listenin' ta meh?" She stopped pacing and stood in front of him with her hands rested on her hips. He looked up at her with a blank expression on his face and then blinked. Rogue sighed. "Ah'll take that as a no, Sugah." She poked his forehead.

           "I always listen t' y'." He wrapped his arms around her waist and pulled her closer to him. Since he was sitting on the bed and she was standing up, his head was level to her stomach. "Hi kids." He lifted up her shirt more and kissed her bare stomach. He put his ear up to her warm stomach. "'Dey didn' answer."

           "Ah'm sure they mean well." She couldn't help but to smile. Remy was going to make a great father. She just wondered if she would make a good mother. She never grew up around babies. When she lived with Irene, she mostly kept to herself in her room. Sometimes she would stare out the window and see a teenager walk down the street with a baby in a stroller and walking besides an older guy. That was as close as she got. Rogue didn't know how to change a diaper or anything and now she would have twice as many dirty diapers and such. She pulled down her shirt. "We need ta work on Jubes an' Bobby."

           Gambit sighed then ran his fingers through his hair. "Can we jus' wait fo' Bobby t' realize 'Mara likes John an' breaks his heart? 'Den Jubilee can stitch it back t'get'or." He smirked. He liked his idea.

           Rogue didn't. "Or we can jus' start packin' up 'cause we're goin' ta N'Awlins."

           "Mon dieu! 'Dat's mean, Roguey! 'Dat be blackmail an' it be cruel an' ---." He stopped talking and thought about it. "Wait, if we get Jube's an 'de Ice-pick boy t'get'or we ain't goin' t' N'Awlins?"

           "Maybe." She smiled at him. "If ya jus' tell me why ya don't want ta go ta Louisiana we don't hafta go."

           "Oh, we can go t' Lousisna.. jus' not N'Awlins."

           "But yoah kids want ta go—"

           "Ma kids want t' stay in 'dere mother's stomach in Bayville."

           "Well, they surely ain't goin' anywhere." She glared at him suspiciously. "Yoah keepin' somethin' from meh, Swamp rat." He looked around with a surprised look on his face. "Yeah, you." She pushed him down so that he was laying on his back on the bed then laid down next to him on her side. "An' Ah'll find out what yoah're hidin'." He grunted. "Tell meh!" He stared up at the ceiling. "Ah'm serious. Tell meh, Rem." He continued to stare up. "Ya got kids there or somethin'?" She joked, laughing. He gulped. "Ya got kids in N'Awlins!?"

           "Non!" He sat up instantly and brought his hands up in defense. "Y' be carryin' ma only kids, chére." Rogue then slowly got up, placed her hands on the back of her hips and slowly walked towards the door.

           "Ah'm goin' ta go get somethin' ta eat. If ya want ta keep secrets from meh.. yoah girlfriend.. The mother of yoah unborn children.. Go right ahead." She gave him a look as she opened the door and walked down.

           He sighed. 'Mon chere definitely knows how t' play it.'

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           "Are those stretch marks?" Jubilee pointed at the visible pink lines at the side of Rogue's stomach. Rogue just grunted and pulled down her shirt, which ended up going right back up so she pulled up her pants more. "Man. You're going to be huge by the time nine months gets here."

           Usually, Rogue would have killed the girl for that comment but this time she just simply ignored it. Heck, she agreed with it. "Ah know." She rubbed her stomach. "But Ah have a good excuse.. Ah'm—"

           "Carrying twins." Jubilee finished her sentence with a small smile on her face. Her smile faded and she sighed. Seeing Jubilee like this made Rogue sigh. Jubilee was usually the hyper, pesky, sarcastically, joke-telling teenager. She stared at Rogue's rounding belly that seems to get bigger every day. "I never want to get pregnant."

           Rogue laughed. "Some day, in the far, far future, when yoah havin' yoah first baby, Ah'm gonna say 'Jubilee. I thought ya were never gonna get pregnant' and yoah gonna laugh an' say 'Sheesh Rogue, Ah was jus' a kid back then.' Without the accent o' course."

           That made Jubilee laugh. A little. "Yeah, maybe. I just don't want to go through childbirth. Maybe Kitty will phase the baby out of me." Rogue gave her a look. "When it's due of course. And someday when I'm pregnant, You're going to be the first to know. I'll run up to you and your two children and say 'I'm pregnant.'"

           "What?" Bobby stood in the doorway of the kitchen with a dumbfounded look on his face. He had only heard the last few words of what Jubilee had said. "You're pregnant?"

           Jubilee looked around then pointed at Rogue. "No— she is!"

           "But you said you were pregnant. You're only sixteen!"

           "But I'm not pregnant!"

           "But you just said you were!"

           "You didn't hear the whole conversation, Ice-boy!"

           "I'm just repeating what I heard, Jubilation."

           "You were assuming on what you heard, Robert."

           "I—"

           "Gawd!" Rogue interrupted them as she took out a box of crackers out of the cupboard "Ya both sound like a couple."

           "A couple of what?" Jubilee and Bobby asked in unison and both raised their left brow.

           She opened the package and took out a cracker. "Meh. More like an old married couple." She shoved the cracker in her mouth. "Maybe it's foreshadowing the future." Crumbs flew out of her mouth, which made both Jubilee and Bobby grimace.     

           "Just don't talk with your mouth full." Jubilee stated, trying to ignore the last comment Rogue had made but it didn't work. Bobby glanced at her and noticed her rosy cheeks, which made him blush. Rogue slowly made her way out of the kitchen. Her work was done. For now.

           "Old marry couple." Jubilee rolled her eyes. "Just like her and Gambit."

           He shook his head. "They're more like an old bickering couple."

           "It's weird. He's going to end up with a family just by one person." Bobby gave her a confused look. "Well, When Rogue gives birth, he has kids. Then when they get married, she's his wife. A family."

           "Sounds like a three for one deal.." Even through it wasn't that funny, they both laughed nervously as their eyes met.

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           Later that night, As Remy slept peacefully, Rogue quietly packed her things. When she was finished, she packed some of his clothes then dragged the two duffel bags over to the closet. When she was done, she collapsed on her bed. Back pain was starting to kick in but that didn't stop her from smirking.

           Tomorrow, they were leaving for New Orleans. If Remy liked it or not.

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           This chapter could've been longer.. Mm too damn bad.

           There's a church across the street from me called St. Johns. Every time I walk past it (which is every day) I crack up. I never realized the name of the church till the day after I wrote chapter five. ("Sounds like a Catholic school." Bobby muttered sarcastically. from chapter five) Even through it's a church.. not a school.. but I went there for Sunday school a few times back in the day! :)

           Anyway, read and review!