I Love You

So, I decided to write another one shot. It's another Mo/Jo fic, just as a warning. So, without further ado, here's the Disclaimer: I don't own, I rent.

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Joanne POV

I can't believe her! I can't believe her! When will Maureen stop flirting with other people? God, she can be so infuriating!

I swear that she does it just to upset me. Yet, I love her so much, can't she see that? She can smile, and I get tingles up and down my spine; only love has that affect.

I left the apartment, she wasn't there, but I left anyway, knowing she would be back. I scribbled a note quickly before leaving, explaining that I needed time to think, alone.

Maureen's POV

When I got home, I found a note from Joanne. Instantly, the tears started forming in my eyes. Is she gone? was all I could think. I picked up the note and read it.

Maureen-

I don't think this will be the end of our relationship. However, I can't be with someone who flirts with others. I need to be with someone who I can depend on and trust. Please don't call, I'll call you at home before I return, if I return tonight. I need time to think, alone.

Love Joanne

So, I had some hope, little, but some. Joanne will call. What if she doesn't? "Stop! Don't even think that!" I told myself aloud. "She won't leave me. I love her too much. She'll give me another chance, I know she will."

Joanne's POV

I sat at my desk, rereading a case; my mind was really on Maureen though. I knew it was no use. I was making a fool out of myself, I loved Maureen too much. I have no doubt that she never actually cheated on me. So what if we started dating while she was with Mark? Just because she cheated on him, doesn't mean she's cheating on me.

I debated for about five minutes over whether or not I should call her. Finally, I picked up the phone. One ring, two rings, three rings, "Hi, you've reached Maureen and Joanne's. We're probably here, but screening your call. Start talking and see if we pick up." Maureen's cheerful voice on the recording echoed through my head.

"Hi, Maureen, honey, I will be coming home. I'll be there in about a half hour. Love you, bye." I hung up the phone and sighed. "Am I doing the right thing?" Of course you are. You love Maureen, and she loves you. Now, pull yourself together, and go to her. I sighed again. I walked out of the office and into the cool, crisp September air. I took deep breaths to avoid crying. I was going home to the woman I loved.

Maureen's POV

Joanne called! I was so happy to hear her voice. She was coming home! I began to rummage around in my drawer so that I would be ready when she got home.

Joanne's POV

I walked in the door, and there was Maureen, sitting on the couch, waiting for me. She was dressed in lingerie, the one I got for her on our first Valentines Day. She sprang upon me with a hug the moment my briefcase was set down. Then she got down on one knee. "Pookie, will you commit to me? This time for real?"

I guess I stopped breathing because Maureen was starting to panic. "Yes," I breathed.

"I love you so much." Our lips met in a passionate kiss, and this is when I knew we were really going to be able to make it as a married couple.

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Okay, so I hoped you liked it. I love Mo/Jo stories. I hate when Maureen gets her heart broken, because Joanne leaves her. Anyway. Let me know what you think. As always, flames are welcome, SPEAK YOUR MIND! For those of you reading Life if Friends, I'm experiencing a little writers block, and all my teacher's have decided it's time to dump projects on us as well as a whole shit-load of homework, so it's going to be a little while before I can post again. Love always! Diva