Thanks for all the reviews! I was a little unsure about pairing Angel and Roger but I'm starting to like them together. Hope you all enjoy this chapter!

RENT and it's characters belong to Jonathan Larson

"Let's go out to eat." Angel said, from behind me.

I quickly turned around. "Huh? What?"

"Let's-go-out-to-eat, understand?" She put her hands on her hips and stared st me. Does she mean like a date? Because that would be amazing-no, wait, bad. Very bad!

"ROGER! Mark, Collins and me are about to leave. Are you coming?"

Okay so it's not a date. "Yeah, sure."

She smiled at me. I felt my insides melt when she did. "Where's my Mimi?"

I paused. Oh shit I forgot about Mimi. Where did she say she was? "Oh right, she's at work. Let's go."

"Okay, I'll just grab my purse and we'll be off." I watched as Angel delicately picked up her pursed and practically danced her way outside.

Angel grabbed Collins's hand and they walked ahead of me and Mark. "Mark?"

He stopped messing with his camera and looked up at me. "Yeah?"

"Your straight."

He silently stared at me for a few moments and then said, "Very good, Roger. Why are you telling me what I already know?"

"Have you always been straight?"

Mark stopped. "Roger, why are asking me this? Do I come off as gay or something?"

I chuckled and grabbed his arm, making him walk faster. "Well, yeah, actually you do, but that's not why I was asking."

"Why were you asking?"

I looked in front of me and saw Angel. "Never mind."

"Oh! Let's go here!" Angel said pointing at a McDonalds. She turned back to Collins. "Please, baby, I haven't had their food since I met you."

Collins had a disgusted look on his face. "That's because it's gross and they murder an innocent animal just so people can stuff their fat faces."

I laughed and Angel rolled her eyes. She pouted and looked up at Collins. Collins face slowly changed into a smile. "That's not fair, Angel."

Angel grabbed his hand and led him to the restaurant. "I knew you wouldn't be able to resist my charm."

I hate them. I hate them!

I sat down at a booth in the corner. Mark was getting my food. Angel came back with a big mac, fries and a chocolate milk shake. She stood in front of me and I looked up at her. "What?" I asked.

"Move over."

Obediently, I moved further into the seat. Collins sat across from me. "Um, why aren't you guys sitting together?"

Angel took a bite out her burger and said, "What, you don't want to sit with me?"

I shook my head. "No not that. It's you guys are always right next to each other."

Mark sat next to Collins and said. "More like on top of each other. There has been some serious PDA going on at my place."

"PDA?" I asked.

"Public Display of Affection."

Angel laughed loudly and I watched at she grabbed her side. Mark and Collins were talking and Angel looked like she was in pain. I leaned over towards her. "Are you alright?"

She smiled weakly at me. "Yeah, I'm fine. I was moving some stuff around the apartment today and a few stitches tore. Feels like a couple more just did."

I was just about to voice my concern when Mark and Collins stood up. "We're going back to my place. Collins and his brilliant MIT mind are going to figure out why my camera wont work."

"Okay, bye you guys." Angel said.

Collins kissed her on the lips and Angel winced as she tried to stand up.

Mark and Collins left and I turned my attention back to her. "Angel, move you hand." I said to her. Angel's hand hadn't left her side. She shook her head. "I'm fine, Roger, really."

I grabbed her arm and tore her hand away from her side. Blood was staining her bright pink shirt. "Your bleeding! We have to get you to a hospital now."

Angel sank down into the booth. She shook her head. I helped Angel to her feet and got up off the booth. "Yes you are. Now come."

She didn't argue much this time. I led her out of McDonalds and towards the hospital. Luckily it wasn't that far away.

Angel stopped walking when the hospital came into sight. "Angel, you have to go. Now come on."

I looked back her and she was hunched over. "I just need to sit for a minute."

"No. Come on, Angel. You can make it there." I felt like I could die as I watched her painfully stand up straight. Angel really was the most amazing person a I have ever met and Collins really is the luckiest man I've ever met.

I grabbed her and she wrapped her other arm around my arm. She weakly walked with me. With each step I could hear her breathe. She was softly gasping and I stopped. "Put your arm around my shoulder."

She cocked her head to the side. Why does she always have to look so adorable?

"Why?" she asked.

"I'm going to carry you." She didn't argue. She just put her right arm around my shoulder and I picked her up.

Angel was actually very light. I kicked open the hospital door and ran over to the desk.

The nurse looked up and saw Angel and her bloody shirt. "Oh dear." she said.

"Yeah, I know. Look, she ripped a few stitches. Can you get her into an emergency room or something."

The nurse held up her hand and picked up the phone. "Just a minute, sir."

I looked down at Angel and saw that she wasn't moving. Oh, God please don't let her be dead.

I shook her and she opened her eyes. "What?" she asked.

I smiled at her. "Were you sleeping?"

"Yes. You're pretty comfy."

The nurse hung up the phone and moments later a stretched came out. I watched as they put Angel on it.

I should probably call Collins.

No, I'll call once I can see her.