This is the most uneventful pregnancy Rogue has had.

Of course, on more than one occasion, he's returned to the boathouse from some X business or other to find an empty refrigerator and Becca and Liv hanging off his arms crying dramatically for more food. But all together, it's been quite comfortable and she hasn't asked for anything weird or had cramps or mood swings or any of the other worrisome features of pregnancies past.

"Y' happy, chère?" he asks her sometimes, absently twirling her hair through his fingers.

She laughs and settles one hand gently over her stomach. "Yes."