A/N: Well this is the last chapter. Hope you have liked the story, and really hope you like how I ended it. Thank you all who read this, and leave me a message!

Can't Stay

Logan sat in a nearby chair, while I put my head back down onto my pillow. As a natural reaction, my hand went to my stomach. I could sense our child growing, but this revelation made me sit straight up again.

"Why wasn't Logan or I able to detect the baby before now?" Logan also looked at Jean.

"Well, both of you have been under a lot a stress. Also it is very early in the pregnancy," Hank answered for Jean.

"So are we like aunts?" someone asked from behind Scott, followed by a pop of gum that made Logan wince.

"I guess all of you are aunts or uncles," I said, awe setting in. "And if Professor wishes, he could be the grandfather," Logan said looking at me. I nodded and Charles smiled tears in his eyes.

"Come, Rogue needs her rest. Logan if I can talk to you for a minute?" Logan nodded and got up.

After a few minutes he came back in. Jean was doing some minor checks, and Logan waited for her to leave before he started talking.

"Chuck offered us the cabin in the woods. He thought that it might be far enough away from the school that you and I would feel comfortable, but close enough for the medical and family stuff that this kid will need." All I could do was smile, tears coming to my eyes.

"Logan I love you so much, and if you want, I will gladly take the cabin."

"Already done darlin. This kid is going to have the best, and so are you. No more running, either of us."

I smiled again. "Ok."

Later that week, Logan and I moved into the cabin. A month after that we got married. Eight months after that we welcomed a baby girl into the world named Carol. She had dark brown eyes like Logan and her hair was just as unruly, but it did have natural white streaks throughout it. When she was about nine, she was playing with her twin baby brothers James and Tyler when her ability to move at incredible speeds showed up to save James from falling into the lake. James and Tyler had the exact opposite abilities of each other. James could use ice, where Tyler had firepower, both from me. In later years Logan and I found out that we had touched to many times, so he would eventually die, but I would live for a very long time also. Logan died one year after I did, but 17 years after our fifth grandchild was born.

The End