"Rogue?" I asked as I entered the infirmary. "I didn't know you were down here," I told her.

As I got to the end of Logan's bed I noticed she was holding his hand, I raised my eyebrows as she looked up at me.

"I'm sorry," she said shaking her head.

"About what?" I asked.

But before she could answer she belted for the door and ran out of the room.

I ran after her to the elevator, "Rouge?"

She pressed the button and the door shut. I furrowed my brow but decided Logan was more important. I went back to the infirmary and sat where Rogue had been. He opened his eyes slowly.

"Hey sleepy head," I smiled at him.

He gave me a small sleepy smile.

"You're doing a lot better," I told him.

"What happened?" he asked.

"You had the stomach flu, probably from running around in the rain after me. I'm sorry," I told him.

He shook his head, "I do it again."

I smiled. Then I remembered Rogue. "Were you talking to Rogue at all? When I came down here she was sitting with you?"

He shook his head, "I don't think so. Why?"

I shrugged, "She ran out of here when I came down."

He furrowed his brow.

"But that doesn't matter now, you're feeling better right?" I asked him.

He nodded.

"What the hell were you doing in Alaska?" he laughed.

I sighed a smile. I explained to him the Phoenix's curse.

His eyes widened, "So she's gone?"

I shook my head, "Not permanently but for a good hundred years."

He smiled, "Good."

I nodded in agreement. "I'm sorry I left you here like I did. I just didn't want anyone to get hurt, especially not you."

He nodded and grabbed my hand, "It doesn't matter now."

I smiled.

Then he frowned as if he were thinking it over, "Actually, don't do it again," he joked.

I laughed with him and nodded.

"Are you hungry, want me to bring you some dinner?" I asked.

He nodded, "Sure."

I got up but before I left I kissed his cheek.

"You don't see me for a week and that's all I get?" he asked.

"You can have more when you're not sick," I smiled.

He pretended to be mad.

As I went to the kitchen I saw Rogue. She tried to leave but I grabbed her arm.

"Hey, what's going on?" I asked her.

She frowned, "It's my fault."

I sat her down and waited for an explanation.

"I'm the worst friend in the world."

I shook my head and smiled at her, "No, you're not. What happened?"

"When you were gone, I hoped you wouldn't come back. I let myself think that Logan would move on after a while and he would be with me."

I looked down to my hands on the table.

"I'm so sorry," she said.

I shrugged and looked her in the eyes, "He's my husband Rogue. I'm not trying to be rude but there's nothing else I can think to say other than you just have to get over it."

She nodded, "I know, and someday I will."

I shook my head, "I don't think you will."

Her eyes widened at me.

"But because I'm your friend I'll give you the benefit of the doubt. I don't want you out of our lives so do me a favor and don't mention it again." I asked her.

She nodded, "I understand. Thank you Spencer, you really are my best friend."

I nodded and got up.

About a week later Logan was better and we were fooling around in our bedroom.

"Ow," I complained as he lay on top of me.

He stopped kissing my neck to look up at me.

"What?" he laughed.

"You elbowed me in the stomach," I said playfully hitting his arm.

He furrowed his brow at me but blew it off. He kissed me. We kissed for a minute before I felt the same pain. I placed my hands on his naked chest to push him away.

"What's wrong?" he asked.

"I felt it again," I told him.

He sighed and rolled off of me. He threw off the blanket and sat up to put his boxers back on.

"Where does it hurt?" he asked.

I touched my stomach just above my underwear. He kissed down my stomach and made me laugh.

"Right here?" he asked running his hand over the spot. I nodded as I watched him.

"Ow," I said as I felt the pain again.

He looked up at me and looked scared.

"What?" I asked.

"I felt that too," he said.

"What's wrong with me?" I asked sitting up.

Suddenly there was a look of realization on his face. He laughed and sat next to me again.

"Logan, I'm serious."

He continued laughing. I slapped his arm.

He turned to me and grabbed my face, as his eyes went wide he smiled, "You're pregnant."

I smiled too before he kissed me.