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She sat staring at it for hours. Pregnant, how could she be pregnant.

She had been careful hadn't she? For Emma Frost this had come as a big shock. She had never really wanted children, never thought about it before except as a child but that was what most little girls thought about. Now she was carrying a new life and she was so confused with nobody to talk to at the school.

*Yeh, I can just hear Jubilee now "when I was with the X-Men........"*

She thought to herself *The X-Men?*

It had only just occurred to her that she could talk to the X-Men as most of the women had had children. Rogue had 2 girls aged 1, Psylocke had a boy aged 2, Jean had a 3 month old son and Storm had recently announced her own pregnancy. It was at the party to celebrate the announcement that she got herself into this mess. *Well I should be able to talk to at least one of them* She said to herself as she picked herself up out of her seat and put on her coat, shoving the pregnancy test results into her pockets before she walked out of the room.

*Sean are you there?*

*No Emma, I've moved to Muir Island. Of course I'm here.*

*I'm going out for a while. Do you think this building could still be in one piece when I come back?*

* Ach Em you've got nothing to worry about.*

*Thanks Sean* She replied as she got into her car and headed for the X Mansion.

"Identify yourself." came an artificial voice.

"Frost, Emma. ID, 140272 Alpha."

"Identity confirmed, you may enter."

The gates of the mansion parted letting her in. She walked up the path and in the front door. For a second she thought about turning back. Forget about the pregnancy until nature reminded her of it? No. She couldn't deny or hide this one. Opening her mind, she scanned the house for someone to talk to. Jean was the first to react being a telepath as well. Locking on the other telepath's position, Emma wandered into the kitchen. Jean was sitting at a table with a cup of coffee in one hand and what looked like a report in the other.

"Hello Jean."

"Emma, what brings you here?"

"I need to talk to you. I think I need to talk to all the women here." She replied not hiding the urgency in her voice.

"What? Have you been sleeping with all the guys here?" Jean joked but it was lost on Emma.

"I'm being serious!" She shouted as tears rolled down her cheeks.

"Emma, I'm sorry. I didn't mean to upset you."

"It's okay, I just need to talk."

"What's all the hallerin' about?"

"Emma needs to talk." Jean replied.

"Hello Rogue."

Rogue turned and looked at the telepath. She noticed that Emma had been crying.

"Y'all right Emma?"

"I......."

"Hey Rogue, you just missed.............Oh, hi Emma."

"Betsy........Storm."

"Well, we're all here. Now what is it you wanted to tell us?"

"Not here Jean."

"Could someone please explain what's goin' on." Rogue asked.

"I think we shall find out soon." Storm replied.

"Okay Emma, we're far from the mansion. So what's the problem?"

"I'm pregnant." She put the test results onto the table for the other women to see. She lowers her head to avoid all the looks.

"So?" Rogue finally asks.

"I.....I don't know. I needed to talk to someone. I thought you'd all think I was a slut. Me being pregnant and unmarried."

"Gambit an' Ah weren't married when Ah was pregnant with the twins. Storm ain't married. What's the problem?"

"You'll think differently when you know who the father is."

"Emma, you do not need to tell us if you don't want to." Storm interrupted.

"I want to tell you but I'm scared."

"Maybe you should tell one of us and the rest when you feel up to it."

"No. I've got to get this out into the open. Beast is the father."

"Hank?!" Psylocke says. Emma nods her head.

"Are going to tell him?" Jean asks.

"I don't know."

"Sugah, don't tell him. If ya do it gives him time to run. Trust me, Ah know."

"Did Gambit run from you when he found out you were pregnant?"

"The silly boy hid in his room for two weeks." Storm replied. All the women giggled.

"What was Scott's reaction?"

"He fainted."

"Storm, how did Forge take the news?" Rogue asked.

"He seemed quite happy, shocked but happy."

"And Warren?" Jean asked.

"Left the country. Said he had to think about it."

"Then I suppose I should tell Hank."

"He does have a right to know." Jean added.

Rogue looks around the table at all the other ladies.

"Right, now that's over with Ah think we should all go shopping." Nobody protests.

All five women arrive back at the mansion at midnight. Storm goes to her room, drained of all energy. Jean soon follows Storm. The remaining three women walk into the kitchen and sit at the table.

"That was fun. 'Specially when that guy hit on Jean an' Jean hit back!" Rogue said.

"I don't know Rogue. You fighting the Friends of Humanity was quite amusing. Emma?"

"I think I'm going to be sick." She replied as she put both hands over her mouth and ran to the nearest bathroom.

"I don't miss that part of pregnancy." Betsy said dryly as she turned back to Rogue. "Do you think we should tell her all the other horrible things that come with pregnancy or leave it as a surprise?"

"Ah think we should give her all the support we can."

"Alright, you tell her about the Caesarean and I'll tell her what drugs to take."

"Maybe we should leave it all to Hank."

"Probably better we do that."

Both women walk out the kitchen and follow the noise to the nearest bathroom.

"Emma, are you okay in there?"

"I'm fine Betsy.............blaaaaaaaaahhhhhh..........oh God, is this the worst of it?"

"Nah, there's still the birth." Rogue shouted of the vomiting sounds.

"I don't think I can take much more of this."

"Don't worry. Ya'll be fine."

"Is there a problem ladies?" Hank McCoy commonly known as the Beast asked.

*Oh great* Emma thought, *just what I need right now.*

"Eh, nothing." Psylocke answered. "Emma's just been sick in the toilet."

"Oh, are you alright Emma?"

"Well, eh, er."

"Ah think Ah hear Remy calling me." Rogue said as she ran up the stairs closely followed by Psylocke. Emma sat beside the toilet, going through her options. She could tell Beast now and get it over with or she could say she was drunk and tell Hank another day. She chose the first option. She washed her face and straightened her clothes before leaving the bathroom. The big, blue scientist stood, waiting for an explanation.

"Hank, you better sit down."

Both go into the deserted kitchen and sit down. Emma's gaze is focussed on the ground while Hank's eyes are locked on the telepath.

"I'm pregnant Hank."

"Congratulations!"

"You're the father."

"Oh dear."

For a long time neither spoke. Both looked down at the floor.

"I take it this was from the night that you and I were intoxicated at the celebration of Ororo's pregnancy."

"Yes." She whispered.

"This does present a problem."

"Maybe I should leave."

"This is very awkward."

"Hank, I don't expect you to do anything. I just thought you had a right to know."

"Thank you Emma. I'm glad you told me. Are you going to tell anybody else?"

"Actually, Jean, Ororo, Betsy and Rogue already know."

"Oh dear."

"I'm sorry. I really needed to talk to someone."

"Well, at least it is out in the open. This way rumours won't start. Have you told Sean?"

"No. I was hoping to avoid that one as long as possible."

"Well, I don't think you can avoid him forever."

"I guess not. I'll probably be ridiculed by my students. Hank, would you like a boy or a girl?"

"I'm not sure."

"Neither am I." She looks at Hank for a second. "I better leave before it gets too dark."

"Emma."

"Yes?"

"Thank you for being honest."

"Good night Hank."

She gets into her car as Hank closes the door of the mansion and drives back to Snow Valley.