Chapter 3: Confession amongst Flames

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In answer to tim1633's question; in the 1st movie, Storm says Rogue looks about 19-and this is a couple of years later, I'm guessing-so I think Rogue is maybe 22 and Bobby is the same.

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The sky was alight with flames as the sun set over the mansion that evening. Rogue sat in the garden watching the reds and yellows burn ferociously.

"Hey kiddo," said a familiar voice.

"John would have loved this," she replied distantly. "I wonder if he's watching it."

"Maybe…"

"Bobby doesn't talk about John anymore. He doesn't even like me to talk about him."

"So how do you feel?"

"About John?"

"Nah, I mean…the kid."

Rogue looked up, surprised.

"How did you…?"

He smiled.

"I saw the tears. Besides, you smell upset."

Rogue shook her head.

"Not upset, just…in shock. Ah mean 3 months ago I couldn't even hold Bobby's hand, and now…." Her voice trailed off. "It's all so sudden."

"What does Iceman think?"

"Bobby? He couldn't be happier. He's already choosing baby names, for Chrissakes!"

"You know…you don't have to have it."

"You mean have a termination?" Rogue shook her head vehemently. "Did you know that at 10 weeks a baby already has all its organs, fingers, and toes? It's already a person-I couldn't kill it. I'm its mother and it's my job to protect it."

She wrapped a hand round her belly protectively. Then she leant over and kissed Logan softly on the cheek.

"Thank you Logan."

"For what, kid?"

"Just for being."

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"So I can still go to classes and stuff right?"

Rogue was sitting in Storm's office at week later. It was only 2 months till finals and the end of her college education. She'd already agreed to stay at the school and teach afterwards-it wasn't like there was anywhere else to go.

"I see no reason why not," said Storm. "Though you will have to give up Danger Room training."

"Figures-besides in a few months I won't fit into my suit," laughed Rogue.

"We also need to discuss your location in the mansion."

Rogue's face grew alarmed.

"Oh, don't worry; we're not chucking you out! But you obviously can't keep sharing with Kitty Pryde, and although Bobby has the luxury of his own room, it isn't big enough for 3 people, even if one of them is a baby! So I have discussed this with Logan and Kurt, and we all agree that it would be best for you and Bobby to move into Professor Xavier's private apartment when the baby is born. It has a private lounge, kitchenette, and bathroom and you will probably need that privacy!"

Rogue was gobsmacked.

"Oh my God, I don't know what to say-thank you, thank you so much!"

Storm smiled.

"It's what the professor would have wanted I'm sure."

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2 weeks later, Logan was wandering through the mansion during a free period, considering going for a ride, when Rogue almost ran straight into him.

"Hey kid, slow down!"

"Sorry Logan," she garbled. "But 'ahm late for an ultrasound with Dr Ross." She paused. 'Hey, d'ya wanna come?"

Logan blinked.

"What?"

"Well, Bobby's doing extra training in the Danger Room and it would nice to have someone with me. Of course you don't have to."

"No, I'll come-make sure you don't run into anyone else."

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Rogue lay on a bed in the med lab, her t-shirt pushed up to reveal a gradually swelling stomach. Her breasts were rounder and bigger too, Logan couldn't help but notice.

Dr Ross spread a clear gel over Rogue's stomach and proceeded to pass a round probe over it. A fuzzy picture appeared on the monitor next to the bed. Dr Ross pointed at it.

"Here you can see the head, here is an arm, there's a foot, and-Rogue, do you want to know the sex?"

Rogue hesitated a second.

"Yeh, why not?"

"Congratulations-it's a healthy little girl."

Logan gazed in awe and fascination at the squirming shape on the screen. He couldn't believe that was a little girl, inside Marie. He felt a tug on his sleeve.

"Hey Logan?"

"Hmm…"

"Would you like to be godfather?"

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