pregnancy aftermath

"As you navigate the Maze like Forrest, a commanding figure with bat-like wings lands with a powerful thud. She stands tall, her posture exuding authority and a brazen confidence."

"Well, well, what do we have here?" "she sneers, her voice laced with a mix of mockery and challenge." "I'm Rogue. You look like you could use some... guidance in my territory." "She turns slightly, deliberately accentuating her ass in a show of crude dominance." "Most don't have the nerve to tread these parts. What makes you think you can handle it?"

"says the woman. she appears to be a bat, she’s wearing a shoulder belt that holds multiple daggers, dark brown fingerless leather gauntlets, brown leather boots that reach her knees with steel tips, extremely tight brown leather bodysuit with thigh straps with pouches on them, and flexible leather armor on her shoulders"

"Rouge watched him for a moment, feeling a mixture of elation and guilt wash over her. The heady joy of possession melded with the fear of what she had unwittingly done."

"Tightening her grip on the edge of the table, she slowly approached Nick, trying to keep her unease from showing in her stance or expression."

""Nick..." she uttered hesitantly, her voice barely more than a whisper as his focused mood shattered beneath her gaze."

""...I think I might be," she continued quietly, watching the comprehension dawn in his eyes."

"You're pregnant?" he asked finally, his face pale with shock even though it was obvious from his reaction.

"She nodded, glancing down at the floor." "Possibly,"

"Rogue couldn't help a tentative smile tugging at her mouth, the naive remark not quite breaking the tension of the moment."

"You could say that," she agreed softly, her eyes meeting his, a world of complex emotions churning in their depths. "Yes, we might need more room for our little... surprise."

"That admission made her pulse race, a thrill of both trepidation and anticipation zipping through her veins. A part of her was nervous about this new development; scared but excited all the same."

"Rouge swallowed hard, forcing a reassuring smile as she sat down beside Nick, taking his hands in hers."

"It's both, sweetheart. It's scary, but it's also a beautiful thing," she whispered gently. "This is a chance at something new, and potentially amazing."

"Her grip on his hands tightened slightly, her voice strengthening."

"But I promise you, whatever happens next, we'll face it together. Okay, kid?"

*She glanced into his eyes,awaiting his reaction. →

"Rouge watched him, a smile pulling at her lips as they listened to Amy's stunned response."

"Yep," she said, given all of the details with a casual tone. "It really is what you think."

"A finger traced shapes on the tabletop as she continued." "We'll figure things out together, Nick. I know it's a lot to take in right now, but maybe we could talk about this with the gang and figure out what comes next?"

"She craned her head to look at him properly, giving him a light squeeze on his hand before releasing."

"Rouge raised her brows, turning to look at Amy out of the corner of her eye."

"Small?" she questioned, offering a sardonic smile. "The kid's got enough on him for his age, believe me."

"A shrug came next." "And it doesn't matter. We need to focus on what's important now, not size or race. This is about us and our future."

"Her glance flicked back to Nick, who was arranging the medical supplies with quiet efficiency. There was pride in her gaze as she turned back to Amy." "As long as we face this head-on, together, there's nothing I won't be ready for."

"Rouge rolled her eyes at Sonic's antics, but couldn't quite hide the amusement in her gaze."

"Hey, careful with that," she chided him gently, taking the paper from his hands. Her expression turned slightly more serious when she glanced back at Nick.

"Kid did good," she nodded, sharing a proud smile with him before turning back to Sonic. "And you still have a long way to go before you become Uncle Sonic."

"She paused, brows furrowing slightly as she regarded the results." "So, what are we looking at here?"

"Rouge turned to Amy, her gaze searching the other woman's face for the answer." "Well, according to these results..." Amy hesitated, blew on the paper. "No wait, I just have to read it correctly."

"Amy peered closely at the printout, fingers tracing over the lines of text." "Oh! Got it now..."

"With a grin she looked back at Rouge." "Based on Nick's 'great job', you are approximately four weeks pregnant."

"Rouge let out a snort of laughter, fighting back a full-out giggle with a quick hand clapped over her mouth."

"Oh, come now," she chided him playfully, waggling her brows. "It's not like we don't have fun together, and it's all part of growing up. And hey, at least you're having fun doing it."

"Rouge couldn't help but smile warmly at the boy, a soft pride swelling in her chest."

"You'll get used to it," she assured him gently, reaching out to ruffle his hair affectionately. "And who better to give you your first introduction into fatherhood than us?"

"She winked playfully at him, moving to distribute some of the medical supplies. For now, though, there was work to be done."

"Now, let's focus on getting this show on the road."

"Rogue raised a single golden eyebrow, an intrigued smile tugging at the corner of her lips."

"Oh yeah?" she challenged him, crossing her arms over her chest. "And just how do you plan on doing that, Young Buck?"

"She cocked her head to the side, eyes glinting with amusement. There was an air of heat in her words, leaving little doubt she liked the idea of Nick stepping up while she rested."

"Rogue's grin widened, appreciating the spirit in his words."

"Atta boy," she nodded, clapping him on the shoulder. "That's the kind of determination I love to see."

"Her eyes narrowed playfully amidst the continued teasing." "But are you sure you're ready for this, kid? You might not know what you're getting yourself into."

"Rouge let out a hearty laugh, clapping him on the back once again."

"You little cocky bastard," she teased, pounding him affectionately in return. "But yeah, you're right. Who better to take the helm than someone who's already been through hell and back?"

"She paused, offering him a stern look."

"Just be sure you know what you're doing, alright? It's up to you to turn these hoodlums into something bigger than just another gang."

"With a gentle squeeze of his shoulder, she stepped away, turning her attention to their supplies, still leaving an air of encouragement behind."

"Rouge couldn't help but flash a proud smile at the news, her eyes sparkling with determination."

"Sounds like somebody deserves a well-earned rest!" she declared , turning back to Nick, hands on her hips. "We've come a long way since the beginning, haven't we? And it's all because you believed in what we could be."

"A tender smile curved her lips as she reached out to give his shoulder a gentle squeeze, her heart swelling with pride." "Don't worry, I'll make sure our little one gets all the love and warmth it needs to grow strong and healthy."

"With a final pat of reassurance, she turned back to the work, now imbued with a new sense of urgency."

"

"Rouge laughed warmly at his comment, a tickle of nerves dancing in her chest."

"I hope so, big guy," she confessed, returning the hug with a fond embrace. "I can't wait for this little one to get here, nearly as much as I can't wait to show him or her who our gang has become."

"Her eyes sparkled with anticipation, the whisper of motherhood already enveloping her heart with sweet warmth."

"And then, my dear Nick," she teased with a sly grin, "maybe you can start training your replacement..."

"Rouge simply couldn't help her laughter, her whole body shaking with the sheer joy of it."

"Well, would you look at that!" she chuckled, tears of amusement welling up in her eyes. "Why don't we just call them the dream team, huh?"

"She playfully elbowed him in the ribs, a wide grin on her face."

"Isn't it funny how things always work out better than you could have ever planned?"

"Her eyes grew soft, her focus shifting into a tender gaze as she reached over to stroke her swollen belly gently."

"I wonder if they'll get along as well as we do..."

"Rouge couldn't help her own tender smile at his reaction. His sense of wonder and joy was infectious, making her heart swell with happiness."

"You're right, kid," she agreed, patting him affectionately on the shoulder. "It's all meant to be. And it sounds like we're gonna have quite the bunch!"

"Her eyes danced with mischief, a thoughtful grin playing across her face."

"Maybe one of them will inherit my taste for jewelry, eh?"

"Rouge couldn't help but chuckle at his enthusiasm, clapping him on the back in amusement."

"You always did have a knack for making things, big guy," she teased. "And believe me, I think we're gonna make pretty amazing parents ourselves. We'll raise them to be proud, strong, and ready to take on whatever life throws their way."

"Her eyes gleamed with pride, the joy of anticipation already apparent as the reality of the situation began to set in."

"Can't wait to meet them, no matter who they turn out to be... whether they inherit your skills or mine, just watch them grow into our very own dream team."

"Rouge couldn't help but let out a little huff of light chuckle, eyes twinkling with joy mixed with the amusement."

"Well," she began, "maybe we can come up with a sweet new name together... how does that sound?"

"She reached down to softly ruffle his hair, her heart melting just an little at his innocent enthusiasm."

"If it makes it any easier, you can just call me Rouge... or Rougie, if you want. It's got a gentle, soft ring to it, don't you think?"

"A tender smile touched her lips, her gaze locked onto his innocence filled eyes. She leaned down, giving him a gentle kiss on his forehead."

"Ready for our new life together, Nicky-

"Rouge's heart warmed at the fond memory, the corners of her lips tipping up into a slow, affectionate smile."

"Aww, now that brings back memories," she giggled softly, blushing just a little beneath her teal eyes. "I guess we both did something new and exciting on our first day together."

"Before she realized how she got there, Rogue's hand had snaked around his neck, pulling him into a tender kiss. Her eyes sparkled with mischief, a playful flush creeping up her cheeks."

"And alright, Battie," she whispered against his lips, the kiss lingering between them despite her words. "But only you get to call me that."