Disclaimer: No I don't own RENT. I keep forgetting to do these.

Author's Note: I finally have a bit of an urge to write. I'm so happy. Happiness… Okay, best not break into song. Here's a new story for you.

Chapter One

Mimi

The tears were streaming down his cheeks as he held her lifeless form in his arms. "Mimi!" He cried out her name as he held her to his chest. He kissed her gently as he laid her back down and folded her hands together, putting them lightly on her stomach. He felt himself begin to sob as he looked at her. She looked like Sleeping Beauty in her silent death, but he knew his kiss would not wake her as a kiss did in the old fairytales. Still, he placed on last kiss on her cold lips, and then laid down beside her as he stroked her hair.

There was an uneasy silence that filled the room for the next thirty minutes.

Maureen sat on the floor with her face in her hands as she cried softly. Joanne, who was beside her, had her strong arms around the small Drama Queen, but she knew that this sadness was not an act.

Mark had sat down on the counter and was watched Roger quietly. He had hot tears rolling down his cheeks, no matter how hard he tried to close himself off, he couldn't take his eyes away Roger and Mimi. It hurt Mark's heart knowing that Roger hadn't moved once since he realized Mimi was gone.

Collins had walked over to the window and he stood on the fire escape as he looked at the street below.

Mark sighed slightly and slid from the counter. He walked over to Roger and put his hand lightly on his shoulder. "I'm sorry Rog." He said gently.

Roger looked at him and didn't speak, but he wrapped his arms around Mark in a back-breaking hug. And moments later Maureen walked over and joined the hug. Soon afterwards Collins and Joanne followed in suit.

They all stood there for a few minutes as they cried into each other's arms.

"I'll call." Collins said quietly, and he pulled himself away from the ground hug. He didn't need to elaborate because everyone knew he was calling for the people to come pick up Mimi's body.

Then, slowly but surely, everyone stopped hugging and they pulled away from each other.

"We'll tell you when the…" Mark swallowed thickly. "When the funeral is." He finished as his voice cracked.

Roger heard these words and broke into tears again. He stood up and quickly left the loft, probably to go downstairs to Mimi's place.

Joanne nodded and looked at Mark. "We'll be waiting for the call." She said gently as she put her arm across Maureen's shoulders and led her out.

Collins hung up the phone and looked at Mark. "They'll be here in twenty minutes." He said wearily.

Mark sighed and sat down on the couch as he stared at Mimi's body. Collins sat down beside him and comforted the blonde as he broke into tears.


The next three days were the worst days the Bohemians had lived through.

Roger never left the bedroom; he wouldn't eat, drink, speak, or even move. Every time someone checked on him he was curled in a ball on his bed and staring at the wall.

Mark started going to interviews attempting to get a job. He couldn't let himself break down in front of Roger, so he always waited until he was driven to an interview before he would cry.

Collins had stayed with Mark and Roger. He slept on the couch and at every meal would bring Roger a plate of food.

Maureen pretty much lived at the loft as well. She would sit on Roger's bed and talk to him even though he wouldn't talk back. She would only go home when Joanne would come back from work saying it was time to leave.


Finally it was the day of the funeral and they all sat in the church, even Benny was sitting in the back in silence.

Maureen was the first one to speak. She stood in front of the small crowd and cleared her throat. "I always liked Mimi. Ever since we first met. She was so open and loving to everyone. She was a fighter." Her voice became a bit quieter. "She fought all she could even till the end."

The words weren't really that powerful but they were meaningful all the same.

Mark walked up next. "Maureen's right that she was a fighter." He said with a nervous laugh. "But she also had a heart of hold. And she lived every moment to its fullest. No day but today." He said gently.

Collins was up next and he shoved his hands in his pocket. "She and Angel were perfect for each other as friends. Mimi always brought a smile to out faces. She and Angel shared all their secrets with each other. Now they can spend every day together again, and share their secrets again. He stepped down and looked to Roger.

Roger stood up and walked to the front. Nobody expected him to say anything, but they were all shocked when they heard his quiet raspy voice.

"I loved Mimi. But now she's gone. All I hope was that she heard my last words. And I hope she knows that I'll find her up there." He paused.

"I love you Mimi." He whispered into the dead, cold silence.