All the X-Men are mourning in memory of a friend. They are in a garden of the mansion destined for the eternal rest of the mutant Elisabeth Bedrock, better known as Psylocke.
Narrator: And one week has gone by but the X-Men cannot except their friend’s life being taken so soon and in such a meaningless way.
Bishop: Does anyone know where the angel is?
Gambit: Last time I saw him he had finished all the professor’s vodka. And he hasn’t been around for days, so what do I know?
Suddenly, perhaps taken by the moment, or simply because of indisposition, Rogue sees the floor disappear from underneath her and her eyes go black. She falls to the floor next to Betsy’s grave.
Storm:
Help!!! Rogue has passed out.What is happening to the telepathic Jean Grey Summers at the moment is not too good either. Her powers and premonition betray her, they misinterpret her evaluation and leave her confused.
Narrator: No Jean don´t be fooled. It can´t be... you know this is impossible...maybe if it were someone else, but not with Rogue...
Jean:
My Lord!!!
Scott: What’s wrong my darlin´?
Jean: Nothing Scott. I´m sure it’s just this situation that has been making me have...absurd thoughts!
Narrator: It’s not "absurd". A telepathic is never wrong, he knows when there is a life inside another.He feels as if he were seeing it.
Three months later...
Narrator: Is it possible that after three months the X-Men don´t realize what is obvious?!!! Rogue is having lunch by the pool next to Gambit and Jubilee.
Gambit: Mon Amour!
Stop eating that stuff! You´re beginnin´ to have a not very sexy belly.Rogue: Ah must have a thyroid problem.
Ah wish it were...
Gambit: Mon Cuer, if it wasn´t
you I´d probably say you´re pregnant...Rogue:
Ha ha ha, you are absolutely mad! Ha ha ha ha ...Rogue: What’s wrong Jean? Joe told me you were lookin´ for me.
Jean: It’s about your "not so sexy belly" and your "thyroid problem". It has something to do with the magnetic powers of someone you call "Joe", doesn’t it?
Rogue: ...
Jean: Rogue, stop starring at the ground. That’s not how you are going to hide your tears.
Rogue: ...
Jean: Rogue, you have to tell them
now!Rogue: What’s Remy gonna say?
Jean: Rogue!!!! What about
Joseph?! What’s he going to say if you hide this any longer? Not to mention this can’t be hidden any longer than you already did...Rogue: Tell him for me...Ah...Ah don’t have the courage.
Jean: "Him"
who, Rogue?Rogue: Gambit, of course.
Rogue is in her room waiting for the door to burst open with the violent kick of a tall, muscular, red eyed man. She nervously waits to hear the worst thing of her life...and the door opens. This same man opens the door by merely turning the doorknob.
Gambit: Chere, all that Jean told me is a lie, isn’t it?
Rogue: Unfortunately... no.
Gambit: Ah!... I can imagine how
"unfortunate" it has been for you!Rogue: How insensitive! How dare you have to talk to me like that? Ah´m not your wife!
Gambit: Me,
insensitive? You really must have thought about my feeling when you were having sex with that son of a bitch!Rogue: Can ya tell me how many women you’ve had sex with in this lifetime? Ah´m sure the numbers are so long you can’t even keep track of the record.
Gambit: Don’t change subjects. Ya know there’s been a long time since I’ve done that, because of you. Our relationship was beyond these banal pleasures. It was love, Rogue. I’ve never held your hand but still, I’m faithful.
Rogue: It’s easy for you to say. You’ve had all of them, what about me? Please understand me Remy. Ah couldn’t stop myself when he touched me...
Gambit: There...tell me the details so I can fell worse.
Rogue: Remy, nothing like that had happened to me before, Ah acted on impulse. You know Ah love ya...and Ah don’t want it to end like this.
Gambit: Do I know?
Do I really know you?... He...he must be really good in bed, he’s even changing your personality. Liar!Rogue:
Remy, came back here!Gambit: How dare you say you love me?
Rogue: Remy? Came back!
Gambit:
Liar!Do you wanna read more? Just click here!