Kurt perked an eyebrow. A very very cautious eyebrow. Not that he hadn’t seen Rouge’s face do the same dance it just did before—well, not quite, but similar—but sometimes, he just didn’t understand it. Sometimes, it just confused him. Rouge was cold one second and hot the next and … well. He’d seen a lot of strange things in his life, but this was the one that still managed to take him by surprise, every time.
“I know.” Kurt replied finally, after a long, terse moment. In his chest he felt a nervous skip, like someone was hitting the inside with small rocks. “And I would not have expected… ” no, no. That wasn’t right. Nor was mentioning anything about Alison, or her personal life. . none of it. He cleared his throat and tried again. “I do not want to carry on, thinking the child would never know you, Ja? You are dear to me. I …am afraid, for what the future holds-and I would not have chosen this time to bring another mutant into this world. With as much joy as it brings me. . I also worry. Every night I worry. Sometimes so much I think I will be sick.”
He made an imploring gesture. “I…cannot do this without you.”
Well, no Goddamn wonder. Well, she has no proof, nothing concrete, but now it all makes perfect freaking sense to Rogue. Kurt going against all of his ways, the secret keeping, the sex, breaking his promise to her… None of it’s Kurt. Same to Ali, who physically can’t get pregnant. It’s not either of them. So who is it? Mutants are incredible but rarely miraculous. As far as mind control goes, that’s incredibly obvious, unless you’re name is Charles Xavier. Never mind he’s not around, he would never do something like this. And changing Ali’s body? The closest any mutant can get is maybe Lifeguard, but Rogue hasn’t seen her in months, and bets Ali hasn’t seen her in longer.
Which means the source is outside the mansion grounds. She needs to make a call. But, first…
“…Ah’m sorry, Kurt.” And she means that. “Mah world just seems to keep changin’, without any input from meh, an’ never in the ways Ah want.” She touches his arm lightly. “But it is wonderful y’all are havin’ a baby—even though you had sex out of wedlock, Father Wagner.” Her tone is drilling, but her smile is kinder. “But can you just. Give meh a minute? Your changin’ mah retirement plans on meh.” And she’ll need him not nosing around while she figures out who did this to him.