The short month of February ended quickly and March soon crept around the corner. Kitty was looking no different from the first two months, but this time around it would be her second visit to see Dr. Lewis since she first learned that she was pregnant. Because of a little incident that Piotr got into a couple of weeks ago, Logan got the professor to put him under house arrest, and Kitty was obliged to ask one of her friends to come with her and chose, "Rogue!"

"Don't get your ponytail in a bundle, I told ya I was comin'." Rogue raced over to where Kitty and Piotr stood, "well, are we going?" Piotr bent down and planted a kiss on her rosy red lips. Rogue rolled her eyes and just walked out the door.

"If Kurt didn't wreck Logan's bike and frame it on you, you wouldn't be in this mess. I just wish Kurt would stop acting so immature about you and me." Kitty scuffed.

"He only does this cause he cares," Piotr gave her another kiss. "Now go, Rogue isn't a patient person." Kitty raced out the door to Rogue's parked car while Piotr stood inside and waved them off.

As they both got to the clinic they had to wait in the child infested waiting room. A little boy, probably no older than five, kept staring at Kitty. "You don't look sick. Are you here to get a check-up too?" Kitty took her eyes off of the television set. "My mommy said I needed to get my rooster shot. I don't know why, I'm not a chicken." Kitty tried to stifle back her laughter.

"Who's your mommy?" The little boy turned around and pointed to a girl that looked the exact same age as her. That could have only meant that she had the little boy when she was only 13. At that moment Kitty felt butterflies in her stomach. When she looked at the expression on the girl's face she could tell things had not gone right with her boyfriend. She wanted so badly to stand up and walk over to her. Try and get to know her.

"Kitty Pryde." Kitty turned her head to the nurse that just called her name. She and Rogue both walked with the lady, the little boy waved goodbye to Kitty as she left the waiting room.

When they got to the room and were left alone, Kitty immediately approached Rogue. "Did you see that cute little boy that was talking to me back there?"

"What of it?"

Rogue asked, but not really realizing who she was talking about, since she wasn't paying attention.

"His mom looked exactly my age," Rogue gave no expression. "She was only 13 when she probably had him!" Kitty said with more enthusiasm.

"Ya think I should give her a medal then."

"How could you say something like that," Kitty felt like she had been hit with a brick of cold ice.

"Look, I'm not sayin' I don't care, its just, what do you expect. Some girls just don't know when to wait or protect themselves properly." As soon as Rogue finished, she felt completely sorry about it. "Kitty --"

"No, that's your opinion. Its your right to say what you feel. Piotr was right, we should have never had sex."

Rogue perked up. "Ya mean, the big guy didn't do this to you cause he could?" She was astonished and Kitty nodded her head.

"He didn't want to. I've asked him before the party, long before, and he still said no. He wanted to wait. Finally at the party I got him to do it. We did protect ourselves but something must have gone wrong. This is really all my fault."

Rogue took a closer seat next to her. Consoling her, "You know, it takes two people to have a baby, so it ain't all your fault. You provided the egg, and Piotr, somehow, managed the sperm." They laughed and Kitty felt semi-better about herself. The door opened and they got quiet all of a sudden.

"Hello Dr. Lewis," Kitty greeted her doctor. "This is my friend Rogue." The two both shook hands. Dr. Lewis motioned for Kitty to sit on the high table, and she did so while Dr. Lewis was going through her charts.

"Well, looks like we're going to be very busy today. You're scheduled to check your weight, your blood pressure, your urine , and then I'll need to measure your abdomen to see how much you and your baby had grown, and finally and ultrasound. Then that'll be all."

"Let's get crackin' then doc." Kitty laughed.

"Dr. Lewis stood next to the weight scale and then Kitty stood on it. One hundred and thirty pounds, her previous was 120. Dr. Lewis then proceeded onto the next test, blood pressure, 120. The next test, urine sample. The next, her abdomen grew to be 10 inches around, a great increase from her normal size. And finally the ultrasound.

Kitty, Rogue, and Dr. Lewis walked out of the small room and entered an even bigger one. Kitty laid down on the comfortable bed and pulled up her shirt to her bra. "Okay, let's find out where the little one is hiding." The ultrasound was turned on and the gurgling of Kitty's inside could be heard.

"Will I be able to know if it's a boy or girl?" Kitty asked curiously.

"I'm afraid not. When you near the end of your second trimester you can find ut then."

"It would be better that Piotr finds out with you anyway," Rogue finally spoke, after a time of silence. Kitty smiled.

When all the tests were completed Kitty and Rogue were allowed to finally leave. "Wait, hold on Kitty." Dr. Lewis stopped her before she could get away. She handed her a few slips of papers. "These are your prescriptions for your prenatal vitamins. These are vital for a healthy you and healthy baby." Kitty took them and at last left.

As Rogue pulled up to the driveway, Kitty saw Piotr standing beside the front door waiting for her. She ran up to him and kissed him passionately on the lips. They then retreated to his room. "I have good news," he got a elongated envelope from his stand and showed her. "It's from home." Kitty squealed excitedly but also nervously.

"Open it, open it!"

He cut the top open and pulled out the letter.

"Well," Kitty urged impatiently. "What does it say."

"Okay, okay, don't rush me." He paused as he read through. "My brother is disappointed but still happy for me --" he read on. Kitty pushed further.

"What else," Piotr became silent, dead silent. "Piotr come on. What else does it say?" Kitty paused for a second, she could read his expressions. "What's wrong," she asked scared.

Piotr's voiced cracked. "This isn't from my parents . . . its from my brother." Kitty didn't understand. "My parents were killed. Mikhail and my sister, Illyana, barely made it out." Kitty was horrified.

"Piotr, I'm so sorry."

He tried to fight back his tears. "I would like to be left alone, please." Kitty got off his bed and when she tried to kiss him goodbye, he turned away from her. Kitty didn't feel hurt by this, but by what happened to his parents.

Kitty left his room and went down for some food.

Hours later, when Kitty came back to knock on Piotr's door, no one answered. She opened it slowly and found it empty. He was gone.