Er... I've never written a fanfic before (but I have written a lot of originals, just not here.) Anyway, I don't own the characters, but all sappiness is to be blamed on me. Because diegoxmia luv.

"Ah, back again, Ms. Fey?" said a salivating voice as Mia Fey walked into the Hotti Clinic.

Mia shifted a box under her arm. "Good evening, Director Hotti," Mia said disregarding his invading eyes.

"My, my, you look ill! You do realize, as a doctor, I feel the responsibility to give you a check up!"

"You do realize, as a lawyer, I know every lawsuit in the book to hit you with, should you even touch me," Mia said calmly.

"Er… yes, why you look so much healthier now! Farewell!" said the 'doctor' as he scuttled away.

Mia walked down the familiar hallways of the clinic, counting the numbers on the doorways to herself. "117… 118… here we are… 119."

She turned into the room and saw… nothing. She felt her heart pound in her chest as she rushed into the room. She looked in every corner and in her panic, under the mattress. He was gone.

"Nurse!" she called. "NURSE!"

A woman dressed in the standard Hotti Clinic scrubs rushed in "Keep it down! We have other patients resting. What is it?"

"Where's the man who's supposed to be in this room!" Mia asked frantically.

"I'm afraid he's no longer here," the nurse replied. Mia felt as if a bomb dropped down her throat. She could feel her eyes become hot. No, I promised him I wouldn't cry!

"You… you mean he's…" she choked out.

"Yes, there was a leaky pipe in this room. We had to move him to room 120 while we do repairs," replied he nurse, looking at a clipboard.

Mia stared at the nurse in disbelief. "He… was moved…" she said, breathing a sigh of relief. "Thank you… sorry for the trouble." Mia left the room and slowly walked across the hall to the next room, careful not to drop her small box.

A man was lying in the hospital bed; his eyes were closed and he gave the appearance that he was sleeping. Mia sat in the chair beside his bed and placed the box on the table next to her. She pushed his unruly hair away from his face.

"You're hair has grown a lot," she whispered. "You know, you're still so handsome, even though your hair has turned white now…" Mia sat straight in her chair as she looked thoughtfully at the man in the hospital bed. A light smile formed on her lips.

She opened the small box and pulled out a cupcake. "Its coffee cake… you're favorite," Mia said, as she placed a single candle in the cupcake and lit it.

"Happy birthday, Diego."

She blew out the candle and made a wish.

Aw, god, this is sooo sappy. But it needed to be written. This is my first fanfiction, which is not surprising because I only ever read a few fanfics a year, if that. But Phoenix Wright and Apollo justice just leave so much out of the story, I needed to make up some of my own.

Mia should've brought coffee. That would've woken him up. In fact, it did. But nooooo. She had to bring him coffee CAKE. That has no coffee in it!

Okay, rant done now.