So, a story about what happened after RENT. Please read and review. I have deleted my story Emotion, Devotion to Causing a Commotion now because I didn't like it without Roger.

Little intro:

Collins never got together with anyone else after Angel, and passed on a few months after Mimi recovered from that Christmas. Mark married a girl named Abigail, and they had a son, Tom, 11. Maureen and Joanne had another engagement ceremony, and after months of trying with the hospital lab and IVF, they had a two daughters, Mia, 7 and Ruby, 9. Roger and Mimi got married, and first had a son, Ryan, 10, and then a daughter, Catalina, 5.

Chapter 1

"Amelia Lola Jefferson-Johnson, get here right now!" Maureen screeched, giving a slight stamp of her foot.

Joanne popped her head round the door. "Mo, what's the matter?"

Maureen sat on the sofa with a huff. "Mia dropped her juice on the leather."

Joanne smiled. She had never imagined Maureen being so uptight about a piece of furniture. "Maureen, Mia's seven. She's still learning and making mistakes. Just get her in here, make her apologise and tell her not to let it happen again. Remember Ruby when she was her age?"

Maureen remembered, rather crossly. "Yes Joanne. Ruby crayoned lipstick over the walls in our bedroom."

"But did she ever do it again?"

Maureen frowned. "Well, no…but she did have a tantrum."

"Joanne persisted. "But did she ever crayon lipstick all over the walls again?"

Maureen sighed. "No."

Before Joanne could respond, an auburn head poked round the door. "Mommy?"

Joanne left the room, leaving Maureen to deal with Mia.

"Amelia. Come here please."

Mia crept forward, understanding that if Mommy used her full name it had to be bad.

"Now. Do you know what you did to make Mommy angry?"



Mia nodded mutely.

"I can't hear you Amelia."

Mia's lip trembled. "I spilts my juice on the couch."

"Yes Amelia. You did. Now, what do you say for making the couch very dirty?"

"I sorry Mommy. I not gonna spills my juice again."

Maureen smiled and gave Mia a hug.

"Okay baby. You can go play now."

Mia left the room, and Maureen sat back on the white leather, slowly picking at the orange stain.

The Loft

"Roger, where are Cat's shoes? Come on, we have to drop her at Maureen's."

"Mimi, Cat has at least four different pairs of shoes. How am I to know which ones you're talking about?"

Mimi glared crossly. "The pink ones with the butterflies."

Roger rolled his eyes. "I don't know Mimi. Ask Ryan."

Mimi was about to say something short and sharp when they heard a cry.

"Mommy! Ryan gots my shoes!"

Roger gave a small smirk and carried on watching the TV.

Mimi stalked towards Ryan's bedroom. After they had the kids, they moved into Mimi's old loft, leaving Mark, Abi and Tom living in the loft.

"Ryan Angelo Davis, giving your sister her shoes back NOW."

Ryan grinned, his dark eyes flashing, and held up a pair of shoes, dripping wet.

A small voice came from behind Mimi. "Mommy, my shoes wet."

Mimi turned, and a pair of green eyes looked reproachfully at her.

"I'm sorry honey. You're gonna have to wear a different pair of shoes to Aunty Maureen's. Why don't you go find the ones with the flowers on them?"

Cat nodded and trotted off.



"Ryan, why did you do that?" Mimi was exasperated with him. He was just so naughty.

"'Cause I wanted to." Ryan shook his head, his blonde hair bouncing.

"Right. That is IT, Ryan. Today, you will stay here with your father. You will not go out, and you are now not going to Jonathan's house. Do you hear me?"

"But Mo-" Ryan was cut off.

"Do you hear me?"

Ryan glared grumpily. "Fine."

Mimi walked off, and told Roger about what had happened.

"Come on Catalina. We have to go now."

"I coming Mommy."

Mimi walked out of the door, her daughter trailing behind her, waving to her father.

Soon enough, Mimi and her daughter had completed the short distance to Maureen and Joanne's apartment. She rang the bell, and Maureen answered.

"Hi Meems! Wow Cat, you look so grown up!"

Cat smiled a big grin. "Do you fink I look pwetty Aunty Jo?" She aimed the question at Joanne, who had joined Maureen at the door.

"You look beautiful honey. Now, say goodbye to Mommy, because Mommy has to go to work."

"Bye Mommy."

"Bye Cat. Be good for your Aunties."

"I wills Mommy. I pwomise."

As they shut the door, they heard a scream from the other side of the apartment.

Little cliffhanger, so please 5 reviews for another chapter. Thanks,

Echo.