"Mon chérie, are you okay?" Remy asked.
Rogue glared at him. "Ah am nine months pregnant and ya asking meh whether Ah'm fahne?"
"Merde. Remy never thought you would act like dis, fille." Remy told her.
"Screw yourself, swamp rat." Rogue said, folding her arms and turning her gaze to the television.
There was a knock on the door and for the first time, Remy actually scrambled to answer the door. He practically sighed in relief as he ushered them in. "Petit! You bringing de jeune. Remy is his parrain, he'll will be taken care of. You go talk with de jeunes marraine."
Kitty giggled as Remy all but threw Alex on his shoulder and ran upstairs into Remy's study. According to John and Wanda, Remy had been terrorized by Rogue ever since Rogue announced she was pregnant.
Kitty entered the sitting room where she found Rogue trying to bend down and pick up the remote control. "Rogue!" Kitty snatched up the remote control and gently helped Rogue back into her seat, "You should be resting and not doing anything."
"Now Ah know how ya felt when you were pregnant. Dis is da pits!" Rogue grumbled.
Kitty laughed. "I guess it was but after I gave birth to Alex, I felt that everything I had gone through was nothing. He was and still is the apple of my eye."
Rogue smiled. Three years ago, the Professor and Dr. McCoy found a way to switch off her power and implanted the chip in her brain. Although she had to step down from the X-Men, Rogue loved every minute of it. She didn't have to be afraid of physical touches. It got even better when she and Remy got married two years later. Even though she wouldn't admit, she felt great when she first found out she was pregnant.
Her dreams might seem simplistic to others but for a girl who had been unable to even hold another person's hand without almost killing them, these accomplishments were wonderful.
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Kitty hummed a tune as she prepared the coffee. She strained her ears to hear any sound of Alex and Remy but she couldn't hear anything. She turned back to the coffee when she heard a gasp from the sitting room.
Coffee abandoned, Kitty rushed to the sitting room. Rogue's breathing was labored as her eyes looked around. "Rogue?" Kitty asked uncertainly.
"My waters have broken. Get Remy." Rogue whispered.
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"Ah'm gonna kill you, swamp rat!" Rogue said through clenched teeth as another wave of pain hit her.
Remy winced as Rogue's grip on his hand tightened. "Relax, ma bijou."
Rogue's eye twitched once, twice as Remy knew she was about to yell at him. "If ya think that pushing tha baby out of meh is easy then YOU give birth to it."
Remy chuckled at the idea. "Maybe in Remy's next life, chérie. But for now, I know you can do it, Cher."
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"Remy be a father." Remy repeated, shocked.
"You already said four times, Uncle Remy." Alex observed.
"Oui. But Remy never ever imagine about this. Remy, ma femme and ma bébé." Remy told him, ruffling Alex's hair.
Alex grabbed his hand. "You talk funny. 'Sides, you already have me, why do you want another? Especially since it's a girl. Yuck." Alex made a face.
Rogue, who was holding her newborn daughter, and Kitty, who was sitting on the edge of Rogue's bed making the appropriate cooing and comments, laughed at Alex's remark. They watched as Remy tried to think of a reply. "Well, jeune, look at it this way. Remy will 'ave one garçon and one fille.'
'So what are you going to call the baby ?" Kitty asked both of them, excitedly.
Rogue looked down at the baby. Blonde-brown fuzz covered the baby's head. Her daughter was a mix of both her and Remy. "Rosemarie." Remy's voice cut through her thoughts.
Remy did not meet her eyes as he looked down to listen what Alex was talking about. Rogue smiled. Bitter rose. For some reason, it seemed appropriate to call their daughter that. "Yeah. I like that." Rogue murmured to Rosemarie.
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An hour later, both John and Wanda had come down to see the newborn baby. Logan, unsurprisingly, was currently out when Remy had called the Xavier Institute about the good news.
Right now, both mother and child were asleep. They had decided to go out for dinner together before heading back to their respective homes.
John, who was more than a little drunk, decided to toast to Remy. "Cheers for a wonderful wife and beautiful baby girl." He slurred before Wanda chastised him for making a din in the restaurant.
Kitty and Remy watched amused before Kitty tore her gaze to look at Alex who was deep in thought. "What's the matter, Alex?" Kitty asked, placing her hand on his arm.
Alex looked up, his face troubled. "How come Rosemarie has a mommy and daddy but I only have you?"
The atmosphere at the table suddenly became somber. Kitty sat there shocked. She had expected her son would ask about it and had actually prepared an answer but now, it was like she had forgotten everything.
"Jeune, you do have a père somewhere but he is just not here now." Remy tried to explain, awkwardly.
"No, he's not." Wanda cut in.
The two men looked at her before turning to Kitty flabbergasted. "Wait, I'll pay the bill then we," John looked at Remy, taking charge of the situation, "can take the sheilas and Alex back to Kitty's place."
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It has been too long. Kitty thought as she finally took out the two photo albums she had kept away. Alex was waiting to see the pictures of his daddy while Wanda explained everything to Remy and John.
She sighed. She had tucked away her memories of Pietro and had hoped that in time she would be able to forget about him but it seemed like fate was against her. She quickly walked out of her bedroom, resigned to her current situation.
It wasn't too bad, Kitty had to admit. Alex's curiosity was satisfied after Kitty, with some help from Wanda, John and Remy, told him everything there was from how Kitty and Pietro got together to the abrupt end of their relationship. Alex had asked a few questions but Kitty had been unable to answer one or two.
At the moment, the adults were talking softly as Alex perused the photo albums again, fascinated by the mutants who were using their power. Finally, he stood up and walked over to the couch where John and Kitty were seated. "Hey mate." John acknowledged the little face that peeped over the armrest of the couch.
Kitty looked over at her son. "I'm tired." Alex announced.
"Attendre. I'll take him, petit. You can rest." Remy said before Kitty could get up and help the toddler back into bed.
When Alex was out of earshot, John looked at Kitty. "What are you going to do, sheila?"
Kitty sighed. "I thought I could keep him away from Pietro but it's clear that Alex needs a father, even if I don't want Pietro around. Wanda, do you suppose you could arrange for Pietro to meet Alex?" Kitty asked hopefully, she did not want to talk to Pietro.
Wanda nodded, seeing her friend's uneasiness over her brother. "Considered it done, Kitty."
John grinned. "Great, now that's settled," His face turned serious, "You may hate him, Kitty. But you can't deny Pietro the right of seeing his son and you can't let Alex grow up not knowing his father. You are doing the right thing."
Kitty nodded, and tried to smile. "I know, John," Her face turned apologetic; "I've kinda had a long day."
Wanda and John got the hint. "Hey, it's late and I need a ride back. I'll get Remy. Goodbye sheila." John said, giving Kitty a kiss on the cheek before striding into Alex's room to collect Remy.
Wanda looked awkwardly at Kitty before giving her a hug. "He may be a jerk but he didn't do it on purpose, Kitty. You know that."
Kitty felt the sadness well up inside her as she escorted Wanda, Remy and John to the door. "I know. Good night, Wanda. John, Remy."
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Authoress- Hmmm. I feel that it's missing something and I'll try figure what it's missing as soon as possible. Sorry no Pietro this chapter. I'm posting this early coz I'll be away until next Thursday. Hopefully I will have written out chapter 4 by then.