Dismal Angel 2010 - Episode 25

Chapter 4: Kitty and the Fetus

"Remy?" Rogue asked softly as she pushed Remy LeBeau's bedroom door open to find him sitting on the edge of his bed, skimming through the glossy pages of a men's magazine, he glanced up at her, and didn't seem rather interested in seeing her, he looked down again and continued to flick through the pages, almost oblivious to her presence.

"Okay, I guess you're still mad," Rogue said, she stepped in and closed the door quietly behind her. "I guess…you have a reason to be."

"It's not so much that I'm mad," he uttered under his breath, "it's that I'm hurt."

Rogue felt as if a brick had dropped in her stomach, "I know…"

"No, you don't know," Remy said, he tossed the magazine aside, a pin up of a nude supermodel sat spread eagled on a chair in the centrefold, the low back of the chair concealing everything from the waist down.

Rogue watched him, she folded her arms over her chest, feeling terribly insecure of how much skin she was showing.

"I know I have a reputation for being a womanising bastard," he said, "I know that I'm a complete sex addict. I know that that I've had more women than ANY guy in this mansion – in fact probably more than all of them put together. I know that I'm disgusting, immoral and perverse in so many ways. I KNOW this, and I think it ALL the time at myself. And I know that EVERYONE else in this mansion thinks it too – even Kitty, who's probably the closest thing I have to a best friend. I can DEAL with anyone else thinking these things about me, but you…" he shook his head, "knowing you think these things about me..."

Rogue looked to the floor, her face flushed with embarrassment.

Remy sighed, "it just…hurts," he sighed, and that was the only way he could explain it, the way he felt about what she'd said. Hurt.

Rogue moved over and touched his back, "I'm sorry."

"Don't say you're sorry," Remy pulled away, "I don't need to hear 'sorry'."

"Then what do you need to hear?" Rogue asked quietly.

"That you love me, that you believe in me, that you honestly think this relationship has a future?" he glanced over at her.

"Of course I do…to all those things…" Rogue said without hesitation, she looked at him in a desperate way.

"Then why can't you just let go of the fucking past already?" he demanded, "we were finally getting along, Rogue. Before you and Carol switched over and back…now here we are again. One step forward, two steps back…" he sighed. "Are we going to spend the rest of our lives going in circles with this relationship?"

Rogue paused. "I don't know, it just came out…like a reaction to something you don't have a chance to consider before it passes your lips," she sat down on his bed slowly. "I sincerely NEVER meant it."

"Sounded like you did."

"What do you want me to do? Have the Professor read my mind to tell you if I did or not?" she demanded. "If you don't want to hear sorry, there's not much else I can say to you, Remy."

Remy sat down slowly on his bed beside her, a few feet of space between them, and there was a few moments silence. Rogue was the first to turn and look at him, and then he turned and looked at her too, he sighed and was about to speak, but something interrupted him, the Professor's voice rang out in both Rogue's and Remy's head.

Could everyone please drop what they're doing and come to my office immediately… the Professor asked telepathically.

Remy sighed again, got up and headed towards the door, he did not say anything. Rogue followed quietly, and neither of them spoke as they descended the staircase down to the foyer, and tread along the long mahogany panelled hallway to reach the Professor's office.

Remy did not knock upon the Professor's door, he opened the door, and let Rogue enter first, she looked at him curiously as if to ask if they were still fighting or not, but said nothing.

All of the X-Men were in the office, standing looking curious as to what this was all about. Five magnums of Champagne sat upon the Professor's desk, a tray of finest crystal champagne glasses. Everyone seemed concerned, and confused. Kitty gave Rogue and Remy a curious glass, but did not speak, she looked back to the Professor.

Rogue and Remy stood near the wall and waited for whatever was going to happen next. "What's goin' on, Prof?" Rogue asked worriedly.

"We're still missing one X-Man, where's Kurt…?" he looked around.

A millisecond later, Kurt was there, he'd teleported into the office along with the smell of sulphur which always strongly followed his teleportation powers. "Is something wrong?" he asked.

The Professor smiled, "Not at all…Jean…Scott?" he gestured towards the two, who seemed to have something to say.

Jean smiled, even Scott seemed too happy to maintain the usual grim expression upon his handsome face. "We have an announcement to make," Scott said rather cheerfully, he put his arm around Jean's waist.

Jean had so much excitement building in her that Remy thought she might start bouncing up and down like a six year old on Christmas. "We're getting married!"

The room was a whirl of congratulations, laughter and merriment. Remy could find nothing to say.

"Congratulations…" Rogue said to Jean and Scott, she forced a smile, although inside she was frowning, and she wasn't sure if it was maybe because she'd always had feelings for Scott when she was younger, or perhaps that it was just quite upsetting someone else was so happy in their relationship while her own relationship with Remy was once again at a standstill

Kitty didn't say anything either, instead, she looked sadly at her own ring finger, noticing lack of a diamond engagement ring or a wedding band. Sighing, she placed her hand upon her stomach and looked away despairingly.

Remy finally managed to pull himself together from his fight with Rogue enough to say something, "Well…can't say I never saw it coming," he shook Scott's hand. "You two…will have a really happy life…" he said, "I really envy you two," he added, and he sincerely meant it.

Glasses of champagne were passed around. Remy had always like Champagne but somehow he couldn't find the desire for it right at this moment. Scott reached out to hand a glass of champagne to Kitty, but Kitty rejected it, "I can't," she said grimly.

Scott grimaced, "oh yeah…"

"I propose a toast to Jean and Scott," said Betsy rather smugly, she gave Rogue and Remy a dismissive look, then forced her attention back to the happy couple.

Toasts were made, and Rogue and Remy tried to join in as best they could although their hearts weren't in celebrating. Remy glanced towards Kitty, she hadn't raised her glass at all, she was looking away, she was sad, her one hand upon her belly as if she were checking that she really were pregnant or if this were all a dream.

"I propose another toast," Remy cleared his throat, he forced himself to sound happy and upbeat, which was considerably far from how he felt at all.

Rogue and Kitty both looked at him confusedly, unsure of why he should want to feel like celebrating all of a sudden.

"To Kitty, for having the courage to bring new life into this world alone, and to the new life she holds within her," he said.

Kurt had been sipping upon his champagne when he choked, spraying champagne upon Logan who had been the nearest person.

Logan had been drinking from a beer – champagne wasn't his thing – he choked on his own drink, and blinked, looking at Kitty, "what?!"

"What did you say?" Kurt asked, his mouth was hanging open. "New life…" he trailed off, "What…I'm sorry, what?"

Kitty glanced towards Kurt, then to Logan, she wished Remy hadn't said anything, but realised he'd meant well, and besides, both men would have had to find out sooner or later – and no matter how they found out, it wouldn't make a difference to how lousy their knowing would make her feel about it. "I'm…having a baby," she said quietly.

"Are you sure?" Kurt asked, looking at her curiously.

"One hundred percent…" Kitty averted her eyes from him, she felt like she couldn't face him right now.

Kurt was speechless, Logan just blinked, "you…a mother," Logan said.

"Well I'm sure not the father," Kitty replied, and then quickly added, "and neither is Remy, before anyone asks," she wanted to be clear on this, so many accusations were wandering the halls she might as well get it out before anyone asked.

The attention of the room was on Kitty, and even Scott and Jean didn't seem to mind their thunder being stolen unintentionally by Kitty.

"When is the baby due, Kitty?" Ororo asked.

"December," Kitty responded.

"You're already two months pregnant?" Scott asked, "wow, we would have never suspected."

Kitty forced a smile, "I didn't suspect either…I found out recently too…it was a bit of a shock, but…"

"I can't believe one of us is going to have a baby," Jean said, her eyes twinkling. She seemed to be on cloud nine.

No wonder she's happy, Kitty thought a little angrily, when she has a baby, at least she'll be married to Scott. She's not going to have to explain to her own kid why she's not married to it's father. Oh my god…I'm going to have to explain everything to this kid…it'll hate me forever…it'll think I robbed it of a proper childhood and of a father…oh God.

"Who's the father?" Logan asked harshly, almost as if he'd read her thoughts.

"Just a guy," Kitty said, "He's…not the best rolemodel, so…I don't know if I want to have him involved or not."

No one seemed to have any comments, she had expected there would have been a disagreement from those who would disagree with her not wanting to tell the father. She knew someone had to be thinking that the father of the baby had the right to know.

Rogue was just staring at Kitty now, she hadn't had any explanation of this although she'd heard the very brief details from earlier that day.

"I think it's wonderful," Jean said brightly, "And it's really brave you're doing this by yourself…you'll make such a wonderful mother…" she smiled. "I agree with Remy…a toast is in order."

Remy raised his glass, "to Kitty, and the Fetus."