- Y'all know the dilly yo that I don't own these character or marvel…blah blah blah…

Author's Note: Well, I'm twisting up this story a bit and I hope everyone doesn't mind. Don't worry, everything else will most likely stay the same but I'm adding a few things. The last version of this chapter, Rogue's pregnancy was a bit rushed. This one will deal with it a little better. Anywho, it's a little short but whatcha gonna do? I hope everyone enjoys it!

Ludi: My cool Brit friend! Anywho, not the point at the moment. Need to respond to your wonderful review. I completely agree that in X-men #81, Remy seemed too eager and desperate to get back with Rogue. It bothered me because, it totally emasculated him and it was so eager to the point that it seemed as though he was the one who did something wrong and not her. And I completely agree that I would like to go around, "throttling people and telling them to sort things out." However, I would most likely want to do that in fictional situations i.e. X-Men, fanfiction, Gilmore Girls, my soap opera, etc. Though, if I did that, every one of those thing would be over or it will be pages/episodes of disgustingly cute happiness… demiducky25: Wow! Thanks for your comments! It really made me blush… what you said was totally sweet! Hmm… I hope you like these new elements that I'm adding to the story. Maybe not… who knows! Well, you can tell me and then I'll know… now I'm just babbling! Thanks! Star-of-Chaos: Rogue is my all-time favorite character too! She beats Gambit by just a nose… must be a big nose… off topic. Anywho, Joseph is Joseph… what more can I say… probably a lot more but this isn't the time nor the place ;) Zaima: Guys do tend to brush things off and not listen when their prides are at stake… men and their pride. But it's fair for him to be like that… she did after all dropped him to his freezing death… T.: I agree that she did go back for him! Stupid men… Keebler-elmo: Thank you for reviewing! Ishandahalf: Joseph's not that bad.. he's just annoying… okay, enough defending him. I'm not a big Joseph fan. And if Remy and Rogue could solve all their problems like the normal human communicating with words way and listening way… I really doubt we would enjoy reading about them that much… we might even all become Jean and Scott shippers… heavens forbid! DemonicGambit: And updated I did! Enjoy! Danabana: Thanks for your kind words! I'm re-writing it a lot… so something's may be new to you! Tell me what you think of it! XxFleurdelySxX: Yeah, we know how this story is going to end… but the real question is how does the overall story ends… as in The Wedding… we'll just have to wait and see! And thanks for being so supportive! I appreciate it tons! Wabi-Shabi: Well, I think you might be a bit apprehensive with what I'm doing with this story after you read this chapter. But believe me, it'll be okay. And you have to read about Emma in Sophia Kinesella's new book! She is awesome… and her love interest is actually hotter than Luke Brandon and believe me, I was a HUGE Luke Brandon fan! But after reading about this new guy in the new book… I love Jack Harper more… no Luke Brandon… no Jack Harper… actually, I would like both men to merge into one and come alive and marry me! This is how crazy I am for that book!

A Different Way to a Perfect Ending

                Four months pregnant with blotchy eyes and a tired body, it was not surprise that the usually physically strong woman was allowing her weak mental state to take over her body completely. She was still as she lied on her bed. With closed eyes and two protective hands placed on her mid-section, she tried not to remember.

                It was hard though for how could she possibly forget him so easily? Him, the one she loved and the same one who had said all those hateful words to her. Rogue wasn't much to take the easy way out, but at this very moment, she would have gladly taken it if only it was offered.

                But it wasn't offered and so the words repeated themselves in her mind as his face became clearer every time while he said them.

                While Rogue was dealing with her depression, right outside her door stood the mighty weather goddess. She raised her hand up to the door, poised to knock but then she let it drop to her side. Honestly, she wasn't sure what she could possibly say to her teammate to make the situation any better. When Rogue returned that night two months ago, she had kept to herself in her room for two weeks straight. She only left her room once and that was to come downstairs during dinnertime and announced that she was pregnant. As soon as she said those three words, she promptly turned around and headed back to her room before anyone could even register what she had said.

                It didn't take a rocket scientist to figure out the father was. It also didn't take a rocket scientist to figure out that Rogue didn't tell him about the baby. If she had, there would have been no doubts in anybody's minds that he would be here with her right this moment. Since he wasn't here, Ororo could only imagine what horrible things he must have said to her that caused Rogue to not inform him about their baby.

                She lifted her hand to knock on the door again and without hesitation, she tapped on it twice. Regardless of what happened between Rogue and Remy, Ororo knew that Rogue needed someone right now, and Ororo was never one to reject a friend in need.

                There was no response from the other side of the door, and so, she knocked again – a little louder this time.

                Again, there was no response.

                Again, she knocked more persistently. "Rogue, it's Storm. May I come in?" She made her presence known.

                Yet again, there was no response.

                "If you're not going to respond, then I'm going to take that as a 'yes' and come in." Ororo warned. Without even giving Rogue a chance to respond, she opened the door and entered her room. One look at Rogue, Ororo could feel herself choke up slightly. She quietly closed the door and walked towards her friend who was staring blankly up at the ceiling. Ororo seated herself on the edge of Rogue's bed as she observed her friend. Rogue was a young woman but she looked like she had aged ten years. Her face was pale and dried. Her once dazzling green eyes were lifeless. Even her hair seemed like it had become whiter. It nearly broke Ororo's heart while she witnessed the dramatic changes in Rogue.

                "Rogue, are you okay?" Ororo asked, somewhat redundantly.

                One again, Rogue didn't respond and continued to stare blankly up at the ceiling. Feeling a little frustrated but still maintaining her cool, she asked again, "Rogue, are you okay?"

                This time, Rogue responded by turning to her side, away from Ororo. Her reaction didn't stir Ororo though as she said, "Rogue, if you keep this up, it will only harm your child."

                A faint sniffle could be heard from Rogue, but she continued to ignore her friend. Feeling slightly exasperated, Ororo stated bluntly, "Rogue, get up, get dressed, and let's go for a walk. It's a wonderful day outside and for you to waste another day being holed up in here and crying is pathetic."

                Rogue tried to ignore Ororo's words, but for the first time in two months, words were actually heard by her.

                "You're four months pregnant and Gambit may not be here for you and I do not know what happened between you two nor is it any of my business. But I am making it my business to ensure that you and the child will be fine, and if you continue this path of self-pity you will only harm yourself and the baby. Is that what you want, Rogue? Do you want your baby to suffer the same pain you are suffering through? Is that what the child deserves too?" Ororo asked steadily.

                Staring at Rogue's still unresponsive body for five minutes, Ororo gave up and started to get up and off the bed when Rogue stirred slightly. Then, she finally turned back towards Ororo with tear-filled scared green eyes and said softly, "No. That's not what the baby deserves."

                Taken aback by her friend's unexpected words of truth, Ororo settled back on the edge of the bed and took Rogue's gloved hands into her own graceful ones. "I'm glad you realized that."

                Fresh tears trickled down her dried colourless cheeks as Rogue said quietly, "ah'm scared, 'Ro. Ah'm really scared."

                "Oh, Rogue. You do not have anything to fear, my friend. We're all here to support you. You're not alone in this." Ororo comforted her as she could feel her own throat choke up and her eyes getting damp.

                "But he's not here." Rogue whispered and gripped her friend's hand tightly for support.

                Ororo rubbed Rogue's hands as she said soothingly, "I know he isn't but you can do this, Rogue. You're strong, caring and loving, all that is needed to raise this beautiful gift of life. You're not going to do this alone either. You have Kurt, Logan, Jean, Scott, me… a houseful of people that are willingly to help you through this and not because we're your teammates but because we're your friends. Don't forget that we're here for you."

                "Okay." Rogue replied softly. Ororo softly brushed a strand of white away from Rogue's face as the two friends sat in pleasant silence for a while. Before she decided to let Rogue rest, she asked her, "Would you like anything?"

                Rogue smiled faintly and said, "A walk would be nice."

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                Blue, red, yellow, violet, green – all the colours that made her surrounding vibrant and gorgeous on a sunny spring day while she took a walk in the gardens. Five months she was along now and was beginning to show her healthy round bump. Opposed to a month before, there was now a rosy pink on her cheeks and her eyes were lively once more. Though her appearance expressed happiness, internally she still wasn't truly content. But, the difference from then and now was that she had accepted her fate and her consequence and perhaps that was the one thing she was happy with. A baby would join her in a few months.

                Her baby would join her in a few months.

                As she walked along the path of stones in a pair of flip-flops (her feet had gotten quite fat) and a flowing flowery summer dress, she was almost tempted to fly. Hank had discouraged her to fly, but something about being in the air always made her serene. Plus, she was convinced the baby would love a good flight and before she could even think through it, she took off and soared into the air.

                While cutting across the perfectly clear blue sky, she did a few other things she knew Hank would disapprove highly. A flip here and a turn there, she danced in the sky. "Baby, ya enjoying y'self in there?" She asked her stomach as she continued to do her carefree air dance.

                However, she immediately stopped as she witnessed an unexpected guest standing at the front door of the mansion. She quickly flew to the stranger and landed right behind him.

                "What are ya doing here?" She asked with surprise. The man jumped slightly and turned around to face her.

                "I heard the news." Joseph said.

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