Rogue stares blankly out the window. Part of him resents her for not knowing how to deal with this when both of them knew it could happen. The other, better, part simply wants to cradle her in his arms and take all the hurt away.

He can't.

She doesn't even see him.

Remy cooks the meals (when an X-girl doesn't first) and gets the kids in and out of bed and baths. He's off-duty for a few weeks ("Take as long as you need."), but he isn't. Not really.

He's reaching for his wife, needing to fill in the blanks.