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Three

Emma is at the door. "I just came to see if Rogue was okay." She said consolingly.

"Yeah, she was just about to tell me something too." She adds with a coat of sugar that I find repulsive. I know Kitty wants the lead role more then anything, but to make me sick doing it is another thing entirely.

Bitch. I say silently. I know now for a fact I'm pregnant, but I don't want Emma to know too!

"It was nuthin' sugah, ah jus' wanted t' tell you ah think it's really sweet of you t' look after me, that's all." I lie again. This is beginning to get stupid.

"ALL RIGHT I GIVE UP!" I literally begin to break down. All of these hormones rushing at me, and Remy didn't even know yet.

Both Kitty and Emma's heads turn, a look of surprise on their faces at my sudden outburst.

"Ah think I'm pregnant." I say dully.

They on the other hand turn into freaked out teenagers. "OH MY GOD ROGUE!" They scream with a fit of giggles and everything. I bet they would hate being in my situation. I want to clap my hands over my ears, but decide against it.

"Why didn't you tell us?" And then they start with the questions. 'How long?' 'Does Remy know?' 'I bet you're excited! Do you need anything?'

"Stop." Obviously they are too euphoric with little pink and blue babies on the brain to listen.

"STOP!" I scream.

"Sorry," They chorus in apology. "We were just- "Excited?" I finished for them.

"Yeah," Kitty finishes. "Are you feeling okay?" Emma coos.

"Yes," I reply. Which is yet another lie; I feel terrible, and from all of this talking my head is beginning to pound.

Kitty gives me a 'You aren't really okay are you?' kind of look.

"Aspirin, wait, is that okay for the baby?" I ask aloud.

"I don't think so. We should really talk to Jean Grey before you take anything." Emma suggests.

"Okay then, can you just quiet down?" I ask.

"Sure, and I'll get you some water. Emma, you should go see if the troop is back from the mission yet."

"I'm on it." They both troop out on their missions. I

I get quiet, which is something I need desperately. I close my eyes for a moment, and obviously nod off, because I awake to the sound of Remy's soft voice.

"Cheri? Cheri, wake up, it's me..."

I open my eyes slowly. I immediately wrap my arms around him and pull him down next to me.

"Ah missed you sugah."

"Em' said there was sumthin' yo' wanted t' tell me Mon Ami."

"She did?" That little snitch! I say silently. I hated it when they did that. What I wanted to tell my boyfriend was my business...

"Yeah," He answered, his rough hand brushes by cheek, and I smile.

"Ah jus' ah don't know what yer' gonna say." I said carefully forming my words.

The look on his face turned a little apprehensive. "Yo' can' tell me mon ami." He said softly.

"Ah... Ah'm pregnant Remy."

"Really?" He asked, his look changed, to something unreadable. But his eyes looked a little startled.

"Ah know you mustn't have been expectin' that sug'."

He cleared his throat. Twice. Three times. "How long have you known?" He asked, his voice squeaked a little bit. Was the Cajun scared? The 'all balls' I can handle anything Cajun was actually scared...

"Jus' since this mornin' sugah, ah wouldn't have held out on yah."

"I know p'tite."

"Cajun, what's the matter?" I looked him dead in they eye.

"I don' know what t' say Rogue... I... I'll be back."

"Cajun, ah mean Remy, please..."

He swung his trench coat over his shoulder and brushed past Emma, I realized she had brought me that glass of water. My stomach turned. I wasn't thirsty anymore.

I threw a pillow angrily, it knocked a vase, and the vase smashed to the floor. I began to cry.

"Rogue..." It was Emma.

"Shut up! I don't need you I don't need anybody JUST SHUT UP!"

My crying turned to sobs.

Remy leaned against the cold hard wall of the Institute, and lit a cigarette.

"Remy, ah'm pregnant.'

I can't believe this happened... I can't believe I let it happen. But it's something you wanted... A voice in the back of his mind answered.

He felt in his pocket, he felt a small velvet box in between his fingers. He pulled it out, and flicked it open. A diamond on a small silver band shone brightly. He imagined sliding it on Rogue's fragile little hand... He shook the thought.

I shouldn't have left her. That thought was the one that rung true inside him. He could almost hear her crying three stories above him.

Damn it. He cursed himself. How could I have left her like that? The thoughts of Rogue were torrent in his mind. He hoped she didn't think wrong of him. He sighed, and he smothered his cigarette with his boot. If they were going to have this baby they were going to do it right. On his way in, he threw the rest of the pack in the trash. He plucked a rose off the bush outside, and darted up the stairs, Rogue's muffled cries could be heard as Remy peeked his head inside.

He noticed a smashed vase, and a pillow on the floor. He stuck the rose in the glass of water at her bedside, and sat next to her.

"Mon ami," He said softly. He loathed himself for leaving her.

"What?" I countered acidly.

He hung his head. He deserved it as far as he was concerned...

He opened the small box, and left it by the rose. Put his trench coat over her, and silently walked out to get her another glass of water.

"Remy?" I asked wiping away my tears. I saw the rose first, and my eyes landed on the ring.

Remy walked in with the water, and I tore out of bed into his arms.

"Yes!" I said happily still with a few lingering tears. He set down the glass while he hugged me.

When he slid it on her finger it was just as he had imagined it would be.

She looked more beautiful then she ever could've. She had on a light pink silk nightgown, her hair twisted up into a bun from earlier. While he was smothered with kisses, her un-did her hair so she could feel more comfortable, her ran a hand through it, noticing the hairspray.

"Kitty do your hair this mornin'?" He asked.

"Yeah." I answered. "She goes a little crazy with the hairspray."

He smiled. "I can work around it." He smiled again.

He finally kissed my lips one last time before breaking away. I then noticed something... He didn't pull away as quickly as he usually did when he kissed me. In fact he didn't pull away at all.

It was as if every dream he ever could've asked for came true. When he kissed her... He didn't have to pull away.

"Did you notice that?" He asked voicing my thoughts.

I suddenly began to laugh.

"What?"

"I remember after our first time you were passed out for well over an hour sugah."

He smirked.

"Like I've said before Mon Ami, you could kill me, and I would still love you."

I fell asleep eventually from all the excitement, and Remy lied with me too.

I swear, from this day forward, I am never letting her out of my sight. He promised himself, and the, big guy upstairs silently.

Remy LeBeau never believed or counted on God or his mercies. But today had to have been nothing short of a miracle.

(To Be Continued...)