"Remy...please don' be mad. Ah love ya, but it was unexpected."

Tears glistened in Rogue's eyes as she stared at Remy.

"Why didn' ya tell moi sooner?"

"Ya didn' want children, but ah couldn' get rid o' the darlin'."

"Cherie wit' dat t'ing we can' be toget'er wit'out responsibility."

"Is that why? Ya didn' want ta do somethin' responsible?"

Realizing how horrible that sounded he tried to take it back.


"Save it. Ah knew ah couldn' tell ya. Ah'm gonna have this babeh. With or without ya is yar choice. Not mahne."

She turned away from him and walked out the door. Rogue immediately jacked Remy's bike without a second thought. Everyone warned her, but she thought she could trust him. A mistake she would never make again. An hour later and she was at the gates of the institute.

"Well...now or never."

Rogue walked up to the gates and typed in her code. Immediately the gates opened, but she didn't go to the institute...no she headed to the gazebo. She got there with ease and looked below the cliff. Rocks were everywhere; if someone wanted to they could walk off and easily die.


~Rogue? Is that you?~

~Ah'm back...and a little bit pregnant.~

~Define little.~

~Oh, four to five months. Maybe six.~

~How did he react?~

~How do ya think?~

~I am guessing your at the gazebo.~

~Yeah. It helps me think.~

~Logan will be there in a few seconds.~



~Wow, he wasn't kiddin'.~

"Hey, Logan."

"Are ya back because of Gambit or..."

"Logan, ah'm pregnant."

She turned around and chuckled at his shocked expression.

"Remy didn' want her...ah did."

Logan came up and hugged her.

"This might not matter to you, but I am sorry."

She smiled.

"No big deal. Ah'm back and that's all that matters."


4 months later--

Rogue was in laber and gasping for breath.

"Will the girl come out!!??" she screamed.

"Calm down, Rogue. Oh, and breathe." instructed Hank.

Logan let Rogue hold his hand as tight as she wanted, but he swore she was breaking it. She grunted in pain as Hank helped the little girl come out.

"Almost there, Rogue. One more push."

Rogue tried her hardest and relaxed when she saw the bloody figure of her daughter.

"Congratulations, Rogue, you're a mother."

"Good job, Stripes."

Kitty squealed in delight as she entered.

"How, like, are you, Rogue?"

"Ah think ah'll be ok as long as ah don' have mah daughteh act lahke ya."

Laughter filled the medical bay as Hank fixed the girl up.

"Like, Rogue what are you going to call her?"

"Ara Etienne Darkholme."

"Why Remy's, like, middle name?"

"Come see this, Half Pint.

Kitty walked over to the baby to see one completely emerald eye and the other ruby on black.


There was pounding on the door as several of the X-men came in.

"Can ah have mah babeh, Logan?"

"Of course, Stripes."

Before he handed her, Ara, he took a picture with his phone. As soon as Rogue got the girl he left. It was 11:00 p.m. and he needed to pay a visit to someone.

1 hour later-

Logan came to a screaching halt on his bike and barged into the house. He looked around and smelled lust.

~Oh, boy.~

Logan walked to Remy's room to see him with a naked girl. Both were asleep on his bed, but I think you get the idea. With a chuckle Logan walked to the girl and woke her.


"Hey, I need you to get out o' here."


The girl redressed and left. Logan walked into the kitchen and gathered up a 10 gallon bucket of ice. He reentered Remy's room and dumped it on his head.

"Whoa!!" said Remy as he woke with a start.

"Hey, Gumbo."

"L-Logan? What are ya doin' 'ere, homme?" Remy asked in disbelief.

"Thought ya should see your daughter. Her name is Ara Etienne Darkholme." Logan said as he should Remy the picture of Ara.

Remy immediately sat in bed.

"I want notin' ta do wit' her."

"Since when did ya become so heartless? A year ago you said you'd love Rogue until death do y'all part. Now you're sittin' in bed surrounded by ice and divorced to a great mutant."

"I never wanted a child. Rogue was perfect. A child would ruin it."

"How? Kids strengthen the bond not break it. Anyway, Rogue was in labor since nine. Everything went perfectly, but she would have been happier if you were holdin' her hand not me. So would I because I think she broke it."

Remy laughed.

"Do ya t'ink I can see her?"

"No one except, Rogue wants ya there. Not even Professor would look at ya unless ya had a dang good excuse, but believe me when I say that if ya come up with a crappy one even Orrorro will turn you away."

Logan left the place in a huff, but was suprised that when he got to the mansion Rogue wasn't in the medbay.

"Hank, where is she?"

Chuckling, Hank said, "You act as if YOU'RE in love with her. She's out by the gazebo."


Logan ran to the gazebo to see Rogue and Ara sitting on the ground, watching the sunset.

"Who was the other gal?" asked Rogue.

She didn't even turn around and Logan actually didn't know what to say.

"You remember Belladonna."

"Good ta know."

Logan sat by her and hugged her.

"Man ,Logan, ah've gotten 2 hugs from ya in three months. That must be a new record."

Logan lightly punched her in the shoulder.

"Nice to see ya too."

"Logan..did ah make the right choice?"

Logan looked at Ara in Rogue's arms and smiled slightly.


"Ya do know she'll onleh add ta yar list of' to be trained' mutants."

"I know."

That night--

Remy sneaked into the mansion and headed to Rogue's room. He had to see them for himself. Closer and closer he went until he saw the door. Picking it and going inside he saw the same bed, dresser, and window. What was different was now there was a cradle by the bed. Without hesitating he walked to her bed and looked at both girls.

As he looked at Ara there was a hand that restled on his shoulder. Turning around he saw Rogue staring at him.

"Ya shouldn' be here."

"Desole. I-I just had to see for monself."

"She has yar hair."

He smiled at Rogue and saw her eyes glisten with tears.

"Can I talk ta ya on de balcony, chere?"

"Remy...no. Ah want ta, but ah have a responsibility ta Ara. Bein' with ya would mean gettin' rid o' her. Ah ain' that tahpe o' gal."

She started to lay back down,but he literally picked her up, swung her over his shoulders and took her outside.

"Cajun, put meh down." she ordered in hushed tones.

"We are goin' ta talk."

"NO." she touched his cheek and he fell unconcious.

"Hands touch. eyes meet
Sudden silence, sudden heat
Hearts leap in a giddy whirl
He could be that boy
But I'm not that girl.

Don't dream too far
Don't lose sight of who you are
Don't remember that rush of joy
He could be that boy
I'm not that girl

Ev'ry so often we long to steal
To the land of what-might-have-been
But that doesn't soften the ache we feel
When reality sets back in

Blithe smiles, lithe limb
She who's winsome, she wins him
Gold hair with gentle curl
That's the girl he chose
And heaven knows
I'm not that girl...

Don't wish, don't start
Wishing only wounds that heart
I wasn't born for the rose and pearl
There's a girl I know
he loves her so
I'm not that girl..."

Rogue looked at Remy sweetly.

"Belladonna's that gal not me."

She walked back inside and bolted the window shut.