A/N: I tend to update pretty fast. lol. Well, here's chapt 2. Oh & thank 4 the reviews.

Disclaimer: Unfortunately I don't own Rent.

Two days after the phone call, at Joanne and Maureen's apartment, Maureen is putting on her favorite leather pants, while Joanne is still in the bathroom.

"Pookie, you need to hurry up." Maureen slips on her boots.

Joanne comes out wearing black pants and a long sleeve shirt. "I really don't feel like going."

Maureen walks over and gives Joanne a peck on the lips. "Come on, this is your sister. You haven't seen her in three years. Aren't you just a little excited?"

Joanne shakes her head. "No. We're just so different."

Maureen holds Joanne by the waist. "Please, I really want to meet her. It's not everyday I get to meet a sibling of the woman that I love."

Joanne sighs. "Alright, I'll go."

Thirty minutes later, at the Life Café, Joanne and Maureen are sitting at a booth, Maureen sipping down her beer, Joanne just staring at hers.

"Baby, you okay?" Maureen looks with slight concern.

Joanne shrugs her shoulders. "I don't know. I don't even think she's even gonna show."

Maureen looks over Joanne's shoulder and sees sexy, mocha skinned, short, young woman with short brown spiked hair, wearing tight denim jeans and a short sleeve, fitted shirt with the words Run DMC on it. Maureen smiles.

"Pookie, when you said that your sister was different, how different are you two?" Maureen staring at the young woman.

Joanne, still staring at her beer, sighs. "Well, she's a radio host. She's shorter than me and very, very out there. I mean, she's just a wild badass."

Maureen smile becomes a grin. "Well, I get the feeling that I found her."

Joanne head shoots up and turns around and sees the woman. "Oh shit, it's her."

The woman smiles as she notices Joanne sitting with Maureen and walks over. "What, I don't get hug? Or are you too cool to be seen with a dork like me?"

Joanne awkwardly chuckles, get up from the booth and give and even more awkward her. "S-so how you've been?"

Jolene rolls her eyes. "Bored lately, overall just living it up." She looks at Maureen. "You must be Morphine."

Maureen stands in front of Jolene. "Actually, it's Maureen."

Jolene shrugs her shoulders. "Easy mistake to make."

Joanne chimes in. "Not really."

Jolene turns around. "A rose by any another name still smells as sweet." She sits down and starts sipping on Joanne beer.

"Joanne clears her throat. "Um, that's my beer you're drinking."

Jolene looks at the beer. "Well, based on the measurements of the beer, didn't really seem like you were enjoying much of it."

Joanne looks at Maureen who took and a seat across the table and sits next to her.

"So, Jolene, what brings you back to New York?" Joanne asks.

Jolene finishes off the beer. "Well, the company that I work for want my show to go nationally, but they have to transfer to New York.

Joanne looks worried. "Wait, you're coming back for good?"

Jolene smiles. "Yup, I guess no more surfing for me."

Both Joanne and Jolene look at a chuckling Maureen.

Jolene chuckles herself. "You're sure your name isn't Morphine?"

Maureen nods. "It's just that, you and Joanne have the same smile."

A/N: What do you think of Jolene? Not exactly Joanne is she?