Three years later

Rogue sat alone in her living room, idly flipping through a magazine. Occasionally glancing out the window to check on her two year old daughter, Vanessa, as she played in the back yard. Vanessa glanced over and caught Rogue's eyes, smiling and waving enthusiastically. Her green eyes shined brightly as she ran around the yard. Her auburn pigtails were falling out, and her pink jumper was smudged with dirt. Rogue waved back and smiled at her daughter, she loved being a mom.

"Ah miss you, Remy, "she sighed to herself.

"Chere, you sound like I'm not coming back," Rogue heard her husband's voice from behind her.

"Remy!" she shouted in surprise, jumping out of her chair and hugging him. "You're back early,"

"Well I couldn't wait any longer to see my beautiful wife again. How're my girls?"

"Great now that your back," Rogue replied, kissing him. Remy looked out the window to where their daughter played.

"She's grown so much since I've been gone. It's only been two weeks, what are you feeding that girl? You're de one who's supposed to be eatin' for two," he laughed rubbing her belly. He placed a quick kiss on her forehead before turning to go outside. Rogue watched him sweep Vanessa up and spin her around. Rogue smiled, Remy had kept the promise he had made to her three years ago, and he had made her happy. Happier than she ever dreamed she could be, and things kept getting better.