Remy shook his head. There was something seriously wrong with that boy. He was acting like a normal person.... Not a crazy, fire-obsessed, lighter-weilding, pyromaniac. Remy hadn't seen him click it once. As much as the break from John's insanity was refreshing, It was missed, and worst of all.... Remy couldn't help but feel a little responsible for St Johns loss. The loss of his love, and the loss of a part of him.

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St John gazed at the picture, mesmerised by it. Almost like taking a step back in time, he could see her. He could see her now, but it just wasn't the same. He glanced down at the lighter in his hand and smiled a little, clicking it open, and snapping it shut with a flick of his wrist. Instead of telling him to behave, Lauren had encouraged it.... not like Amara. She'd always snap and get all high-and-mighty whenever he did anything common. God help the man that ended up with her....

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One Month and 17 days later....

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Remy glanced towards the bathroom irritated.
"Rogue! PLEASE cherie.... Come out o' dere!" His reply was a mumble, before the toilet flushed again, and the door opened.
"Ah think Ahm sick."
"Really Cherie?" he faked surprise and picked her up, setting her on the bed. "Den sleep."
"Ah don't want to." Despite her words, she pulled the sheets up across her chest and curls up slightly.
"Do as y' tol' Cherie.... Else Remy go get Henri, an' he make y' stay in de infirmary...."
"No! please don't Rem.... Ah'll be good. Ah promise." He smiled a little, knowing that would work.
"Okay Cherie...." he bent down and kissed her forehead. "Maybe it was de chicken last night?" She shrugged, cuddling the sheets. He went into the bathroom and frowned.
"An' de night a'fore, and de night a'fore...." he washed his hands, using the moisture to help tie his hair back neatly, before checking Rogue, who at this point, had fallen asleep, and going downstairs to find Dr. McCoy.

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"So do you really like, love Warren?"
"No... I Love Warren."
"That's what I said, do you like, love Warren?"
"No, I love Warren." Betsy smiled a little. Kitty was getting quite infuriated at this conversation.
"I like, mean...."
"You like Mean? That's a little weird...."
"No, I don't, like, mean that."
"You mean you don't like mean like that? I'm confused...."
"I do like mean like that.... but I don't, like.... Umm.... Mean that!" She finshed, more confused than ever.
Betsy just blinked, and Kitty sighed.
"Like, nevermind." And she wondered off.
As soon as she was out of sight, Betsy started laughing.
"Did it work?" Bobby's head appeared from the room next to her as Bets leaned on the wall.
"Oh her face was priceless Luv! Totally, priceless!"

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"So she's been sick for the last few days?"
"Oui."
"And she's not got too much energy?"
"Oui."
"And she wants weird things to eat?"
"Oui, oui, and oui!" Remy sighed, experated.
"Well, my friend, I can not be sure without seeing her, but I think you may be in for a pleasant surprise."
"What d' y' mean homme?"
"I mean, that you mind find that there is nothing wrong with our Rogue."
"Den why's she sick?"
"Remy.... What do you know about reproduction?"
"huh?" He blinked.
"Remy, I believe Rogue is pregnant."
"But homme.... dat's impossible...."
"Oh? How so?"
"We.... uhh.... We 'avent.... Rogue and Re.... I.... Me.... we ain't...." Hank blinked.
"Then I really need to see her."

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Two days later

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"I'm afraid my diagnosis was correct Rogue. You are, indeed, pregnant."
"ITS IMPOSSIBLE!" She shouted, a tear on her cheek. She didn't understand.
"Obviously not as impossible as we tho.... Oh my stars and garters...." Hank paled, a feat indeed for the sesame street look-alike.
"What?"
"Rogue.... Did.... Lauren.... and John...."
"Y' don' t'ink.... d' y'?" Remy looked.... amused.... To say the least.
"WHAT?!" Rogue shrieked. "Ya DID NOT jus' suggest that! That's not even possible! Ah wont allow it!"
"I don't think you have a choice in this Rogue."
"Remy ask Johnny-boy." He winked, blowing Rogue and kiss, before jumping out of the window.
"Oh dear.... I really wish that boy would use doors...."

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A/N: Sorry its been so long.... 3 months ish.... but I've been working on other stories....

I'm not too proud of this chapter, it just getting over the writer's block I had on this. So.... Eh.... I promise a better next chappie!