Joanne bustled through a New York subway station, her brief case slung over her shoulder, her cell phone held between her shoulder and cheek, and a few folders in her hand that she was trying to look through while she navigated the busy terminal.

"Steve? Joanne. They Murget case… A dismal good work counselor! We're okay."

As she stepped off the subway her phone beeped signaling that there was someone on the other line.

"Honeybear, wait I'm on the other line. Yes, I have the…dammit!" She exclaimed as she collided with another person, the folders in her hand dropping to the ground, their contents spilling onto the subway floor.

"Shit, I'm sorry, so sorry. I wasn't even watching were I was going." Joanne heard whoever she had had bumped into say as they bent down and began to try to salvage the paperwork.

Joanne quickly transferred back to Steve as she attempted to collect the paper work. "So, tell them we'll sue but a settlement will due. Sexual harassment and civil rights too, Steve you're great…"

"You know, it's pretty dangerous to be on the phone while you're on the subway…you're easily distracted you know."

Joanne chuckled lightly, her head still bent trying to quickly reorganize some of her papers. "I'm a New Yorker, fear's my life." She said finally looking up to see who she'd bumped into.

"Hey…" was the soft statement from the person Joanne had bumped into.

"Maureen."

"Um, Steve…I've got to go, I'll call you later." Joanne said as she stood, her eyes never moving from Maureen's.

"What's it been…a year?" Maureen asked softly, pulling her purse on to her shoulder as she also stood, holding a few papers out to Joanne.

"Yeah…about a year." Joanne paused, taking them and slipping them into the correct folders. "But uh…how've you been?" she asked as she took in Maureen.

The past year had definitely been kind to Maureen she was as beautiful as ever. But to Joanne it seemed something had changed, she couldn't quite figure out what it was, but something was different.

"I've been great, doing a few protests here and there but mainly focusing on acting. I've actually been in a few shows, nothing major…but, I was proud of them."

"Oh Maureen, that's great, really incredible. I'm happy for you." Joanne replied, unable to keep the large smile from forming on her face.

Maureen smiled, "Well, what about you?" she asked.

Joanne chuckled as she slipped the folders she'd been carrying, that they'd managed to get back together into her briefcase. "Work, got a promotion, so really…more work."

"Sounds like you." Maureen said with a smile.

"Well, you know me pretty well…" Joanne said softly.

Maureen nodded, clearing her throat, "Well um…I'm actually throwing a protest in a week." She said reaching into her purse to pull out a flyer. "It'd be great if you could stop by, everyone would love to see you…" she said as she held the flyer out to Joanne.

Joanne took the flyer, reading it over. "Um…yeah…I should be able to come…"

"Okay then…well, I've got to go catch my train. But…I really hope you can make it…"Maureen said as she pulled Joanne in for a quick hug.

"Yeah…yeah…me too." Joanne replied

Maureen waved before disappearing into the crowds of people.

Joanne couldn't help but watch her go, jumping lightly when her phone rang.

"Dad, yes I beeped you…" She said as she began walking toward the exit. "It turns out I can't come to Mother's hearing next week…something just came up…"

AN: So, I'm not completly happy with how this chapter turned out. Let me know what you think please.

Also, thank you to all those who reviewed the previous chapter.

One more thing. I don't own RENT.