Please review; even if you don't like it I welcome all criticism. I take all criticism into consideration (unless the review is just a bashing) and it helps me write my story more to everyone's liking. I noticed I messed up a little in the last chapter. I was cutting and pasting a lot and I missed some parts.

After waiting for what appeared to be a life time and a day, a shower was finally open and she was grateful to take it. She pulled off her blue camisole, which she considered on burning when she was done taking a shower. But before taking off her pants she rubbed light circles on her abdomen. She wondered when she would begin to show and laughed to herself when the thought of her "inny" belly button becoming and "outy". She remembered how her mother would show her pictures of herself when she was pregnant. Her mother would tell her how she loved being pregnant and the attention that she received from it. However, Nikki suffered from a different situation; she wasn't married or even considered an adult and didn't even know where the father was or how to get a hold of him to tell him he is going to be one.

She slipped out of the dirty pajama bottoms and socks, which would probably have dirt caked into them forever, and slipped into the warm water. She yelped when the water hit her wounded knuckles, forgetting about the fiasco that had only recently occurred downstairs. Using her powers, she managed to finish her shower without the water hitting her knuckles. She didn't step out of the bathroom until her hair was washed, her teeth were brushed, her feet were scrubbed, and her face was washed.

Finally content with herself she stepped out of the bathroom in the same fuzzy towel that she used after she and John came up from the pool. It took all of her will power not to break down again right then and there. She managed to reach the room without hearing any of the gossip spreading around, although she was fully aware that it was. She was thankful when she reached her room and found none of her roommates in there, knowing they were probably downstairs pigging out. She changed into her baggy grey "ghetto" pants and a black camisole. She sprawled out onto her bed with her MP3 player and listened to the blasting rock music. It was all she wanted, to get lost in her music and escape into her own world.

Rogue and Kitty stepped into the room, finding Nikki sleeping with her headphones on her ears. Rogue slipped off the earphones and took the MP3 player from her hand and placed it on the nightstand. The two girls managed to get their friend under her blankets.

"Do you think she will manage?" Kitty said, pulling a stray piece of auburn hair from the sleeping girl's face.

"I don't really know, guess we have to keep and eye on her then." Rogue said, reclined on her own bed, partly leaning against the wall and propped up by her pillows.

"What about John… I mean, we all know those two are made for each other." Kitty said, sitting on the corner of Nikki's bed.

"I know, it won't be long until he comes back for her… But I just don't know what we'll do about it. I'm not even sure if the adults are thinking about that."

"Well, what if he does come back and he brings the other bad guys with them?"

"The Brotherhood…" Rogue said, "I'm not sure if they would come with him. Knowing Magneto he is working on a big plan against humans, not worrying about the Professor just yet, so if John comes back, he'll most likely be alone."

Both Rogue and Kitty continued the conversation until their last roommate came in. Theresa came in chatting about how nice it was to finally be in a bed and out of the woods. She chatted with the girls about everything, but when she made a negative comment about Nikki's pregnancy, Rogue forewarned her to stop the conversation at that moment, threatening to place her bare hand on the younger girl's skin and cause her to go into a comma.

Rogue, never being a heavy sleeper, woke up to the sound of light yet quick paced padding of feet moving across the room. She sat up, rubbing the sleep from her eyes then pulling on her gloves and stepping out of the room. The only light she could see was spilling out from under the bathroom door. She leaned against the door, pressing her ear to it, trying to comprehend what was happening on the other side. She could here the Nikki whimpering softly, cringed when she heard her vomit. She knocked lightly on the door, she heard Nikki flush the toilet then shuffle across the tiled floor and crack the door open.

Rogue could see the girl was exhausted, dark circles were forming under her blood shot eyes and her shoulders were slumped in a slouch. "You OK?" she asked quietly. Nikki nodded, flicking the bathroom light off. Rogue walked closer by her friend, worried that if she didn't the girl would collapse at any moment. Once they got to the room, Nikki slid happily into her bed and rogue set up a wastebasket with a plastic bag in it by her bed. After Rogue curled in her own bed, only getting a couple more hours of sleep before she needed to wake up again for classes.

The Brotherhood's Headquarters

John walked down the metallic hallways, searching for and empty bedroom. He was surprised at how many Brotherhood members there actually were. He jumped when a flash of silver flew past him. He whirled around, observing the blur until it stopped abruptly. The silver blur turned out to be a teenage boy, 16 or 17 years old. The boy was slim with bright bluish grey eyes and platinum hair that was slicked back, leaving a few thick strands to frame his forehead.

"Hey dumb ass! Stop gawking and get the hell out of my way!" The boy shouted at him.

"Piss off!" John retaliated. He flipped him the bird then turned to continue his way down the hall. Suddenly, John was pushed against the wall, being punched in his stomach by the silver blur.

"What's the matter? Too fast for you?" laughed the boy.

John just smirked and in one swift movement, he took out his lighter from his pocket and flicked the flame on. John grinned and maneuvered the flame into a monstrous wave of fire. He saw the boy stop abruptly; the only thing separating them was the wall of flame. "What's wrong? A little warm?" John laughed manically.

The boy flipped him off then sped down the hallway, disappearing around the corner. John figured it wasn't worth it to go chasing after him so he continued his search for a room. Luckily, the next door he peeked into was just the kind of room he was looking for.

The bedroom was relatively large; well at least seemingly larger then room he had to share with his old class mates. The room was finely furnished; modern metallic furniture and his own bathroom, which he used shortly after getting into the room to shower. He came back into the room, towel cling to his waist, and approaching the large bureau. He opened a draw and found were already neatly folded inside, in fact they were his clothes. He dismissed any rising suspicions and changed then slid into bed.

Guilt was beginning to burn away at the pit of his stomach, but somehow he managed to bury it down deep. He would only be away from Nikki for a little while but when she was ready, she would come with him. It was all for the "greater good". Soon they would be higher then those who discriminated them. They would be able to flood towns, burn down cities, and bring those pitiful lower beings to their knees. He smiled, turned on to his side, looking out the window. It would be perfect, no school, no homework, no taunting, and she would be with him.

Xavier School for the gifted

In the morning, all the students were called to be gathered in the dining area and lounge, split into two groups since there was a large amount of students. Nikki sat next to Rogue on a couch, discussing what the meeting might be for. She slouched into her chair, drumming her fingers on her growing abdomen and bouncing her knee. She had been very anxious; her "performance" the other day would cause the majority of the girls to talk and snicker about her. Mutant high was no different then any high school.

"Good morning students." said Professor Summers. He looked worn out, as though he would crumble at any second. Nikki noticed because it was just how she felt. She had heard so many horrible stories about the man call Magneto and wondered why John went with him. She was pulled from her thoughts as Professor Summers began talking. "It really has been a traumatizing week… and some of your parents are coming to get you. But for the others you will be staying here, you will be going to the local high school while repairs are being made."

Many of the students groaned, but Nikki and Rogue looked at each other, horrified. Both couldn't go back to their families even if they wanted to. Nikki jumped up and ran out of the room, the excitement causing her stomach to flip. Rogue found her in the kitchen, practically hugging the waste basket. She helped her up and grabbed bottled water from the fridge.

"Fuck…" Nikki said, spitting the water into the sink after swishing it around in her mouth. "This is not good. Their going to know we're mutants. It's already in the newspaper that the Xavier institute was hit by some secret fucking army!

"I know but there isn't a damn thing to do about it. We can do this, just wait it out. The school year is almost half way done, and I'm sure the repairs will be down by next school year….." There was a long pause. Nikki was leaning against the counter with her arms folded.

"I'll try… but I am not taking shit from people again."

The two stayed in the kitchen, sitting on the tiled floor and eating ice cream until they could here the students return to their rooms, most of them packing their things.

"Who do you think is leaving from our room?" Nikki asked.

"I know Kitty is leaving definitely. She managed to get the good parents. And I think Theresa left this morning."

"Really? So soon? She must have called her parents."

"Yep. This means we have more room." Rogue smiled. She would miss her friends but the extra space was too promising. "Have you thought about what your going to do?"

"Wh.." Nikki started but she saw Rogue's eyes motion to her slightly swollen stomach. "Oh. I'm going to keep it. I always wanted a family. But I've been so stressed… I miss him so much…" She sniffled back tears.

"I know what you need. Bobby and I were planning on going to a concert, you should come."

"In my condition!"

"It won't be too bad. Just wear a sweat shirt or something…. You'll have loads of fun."

Nikki sat there for a moment, hugging her knees. She glance at rogue from the corner of her eye and smiled, "Who's playing?"

"10 Years, Atreyu, and She Wants Revenge." Rogue smiled. "So… You're going…?" She asked excitedly.

"Err... Why not. When is it?"

"In two weeks"

"TWO WEEKS!"

"Don't worry, I already bought the tickets."

"… But, what if I said I didn't want to go?"

"Bobby and I would have dragged you out of the house."

The two girls laughed to there hearts content until Logan came in, finding them sitting on the floor. He gave them an odd look and in return Rogue playfully stuck her tongue out at him. Nikki giggled, getting up and began searching the cupboards. She visibly stiffened and turned to her two companions on heel.

"Where is the Mac and Cheese?"

"I finished it last night." Logan piped up nonchalantly. Rogue pinched the bridge of her nose. Cravings from pregnancy had to be 50 times worse then menstrual cravings. The water pipes began to creak menacingly. "Hey hey hey! I'm not scared of a pip-squeak so you can knock it off.

"You don't get it…. I want Macaroni and Cheese….NOW!" the sink faucet burst and water sprayed out into the room.

"OK, I'll go buy some, Jesus…" He said gruffly and stormed out of the room.

Fat tears rolled down her cheeks, "I didn't mean to be such a burden, I'm sorry, you don't need to go out and get some. It's just these cravings and mood swings are killing me. PMS is nothing compared to this…" She called out to him.

"Don't worry he already left. And believe me, you aren't a burden. Besides, he needs the distraction. Besides, I know what will cheer you up," she grabbed her arm and dragged her toward the garage, "we can go shopping for maternity cloths."