A/N: I hope those of you who didn't tell me that I had everything posted for this story enjoyed it!! I'm SO sorry!! Your reviews are still GREATLY appreciated so I can work on some stuff while I post. If you slack off in reviews because, hey, you've read the story, I'll consider extending the time between the chapters. I'm in a REALLY pissy mood right now, so don't mess with me!!

Chapter 6:

Mimi struggled to keep calm. One blue line glared at her as if mocking her. She took several deep breaths.

"Mamí?" Angela asked uncertainly.

"It's positive." Letting out a strangled sob, Angela crumpled to the floor.

"Por qué!? Por qué!?" she sobbed over and over again. Mimi knelt down next to her daughter and held her. Both their tears mixed together. "Lo siento, Mamí. Lo siento." Mimi rubbed Angela's back. "What are we going to do? Dad's going to…Dad'll…"

"I'll talk to him."

"I'm so sorry, Mamí. This is my entire fault." Mimi kissed Angela's cheek.

"Don't blame yourself. We'll get through this." Angela got up. Her legs were shaky. Mimi got up too. A sudden realization washed over Angela.

"I can't go back to school, Mamí. Please don't make me!" she cried.

"Why not?"

"I can't drag Darren into this. My life is already over; I won't do that to him." Angela wasn't making any sense to Mimi.

"What's Darren got to do with this?"
"He asked me out today, and I said yes. I can't dump him so soon. Everyone will think that it was him!"

"Shh, shh, its okay, I'll talk to Dad. We'll work things out." Angela began to tremble.

"I'm afraid of what Daddy's going to do," she confessed quietly. Mimi was also worried about Roger's reaction. He'd explode!

"Go over to the loft. I'll talk to him." Angela nodded. She could barely think straight. Mimi gave her a hug. "It's okay, mija, its okay." There were tears in Mimi's eyes again. "Do you want me to walk you across the street?" Angela shook her head.

"I'll be fine." Angela reluctantly let go of Mimi and left to go to the loft.

The Bohemians were all gathered around the loft talking and hanging out when Angela slid open the door.

"Can I stay here for a while, my parents need to talk alone?" she asked Mark.

"Sure, does your Mom know that you're here?" Angela nodded. Her face was ghostly pale and she was still shaking.

"Come here honey, you don't look so hot," Joanne said from where she was sitting on the couch. Angela went over and rested her head in the lawyer's lap. Joanne rubbed her back.

"Are you okay?" Maureen asked. She was currently engaged in a game of poker with Collins.

"I don't feel well," Angela replied in a trembling voice. Joanne ran her fingertips through Angela's dirty blonde hair.

"You just relax, you've had a rough month," she cooed. "Just relax." Angela allowed her eyes to close. Joanne's touch was soothing. Soon, she was asleep.

Meanwhile, Mimi paced back and forth trying to figure out how to tell Roger. The front door opened. Time was up. Mimi went over and kissed Roger tenderly.

"If that's what I get after coming home from work, I can't wait until I get home from touring," he said gruffly as he squeezed Mimi's ass. Mimi smiled weakly. "What's wrong?"
"I have to talk to you."

"What I'd do or forget to do now?"
"It's not you. Now, please don't get mad…"

"That's one way to start a conversation." Mimi gave Roger a dirty look. "Okay, okay, sorry." Mimi handed Roger the pregnancy test. Roger looked at it. "You're pregnant?" Mimi shook her head.

"It's not mine." Roger was now very confused.

"Then whose is it?" he asked almost reluctantly. Mimi took a deep breath.

"It's Angela's." Roger's jaw dropped. He was speechless.

After a few seconds, he demanded, "Where is she!? I'm going to give her a piece of my mind." Mimi grabbed Roger's arm.

"Oh no you're not. She's at the loft, and she's going to stay there while we talk about this."

"There's nothing to talk about. I'm going to drag her sorry ass down to an abortion clinic and take care of this once and for all."

"Like hell you will! Angela's afraid of you and how you'll react."

"She better be! Angela's not going to have a baby."

"Don't you dare," Mimi said through clenched teeth. "Angela is going to see this through to the end. I will not let you kill an innocent child…your grandchild." Roger's face softened slightly. "Now, we have to figure out what to do next."

"I'm not touring, I'll cancel it."

"Oh yes you are touring. You're pissed. Touring will give you a chance to cool down some."

"Fine, since you seem to be calling the shots, what about school? She'll have to leave early."

"I'm going to pull her out while you're away."
"My daughter will not be a high school drop out! She's screwed up, so she has to face her peers." Mimi shook her head.

"It's not for Angela, it's for Darren."

"Kara's brother? What's he got to do with this? If he's the Father-"

"Roger! Darren and Angela just started dating. Once Angela starts to…show, this boy's life is over for something he didn't do. Are you really going to ruin this young man's life?" Mimi looked at Roger intently. "I can home school her if she needs. Angela's a bright girl." Roger snorted.

"She's a pregnant sixteen year old who ran away from home for over a week! That's not very bright!"

"Roger! She's your daughter! This is why I don't want you to cancel your tour."

"That's right, because I can't get near my own daughter!" With that, Roger stormed out of the room.

Mimi decided to go check on Angela at the loft. She slid open the door and closed it behind her. Angela was curled up on the couch, fast asleep, with her head in Joanne's lap.

"Hey Meems," Collins said from where he was sitting on the floor with Maureen. "Angela said that you and Roger had to talk about some stuff."

"We did," Mimi replied. "Listen, can Angela stay here for the night? Roger's pretty pissed at her."

"Sure, what's wrong?" asked Mark. Mimi hoisted herself up on the table next to Alicia.

"Angela's pregnant," she said quietly. All the Bohemians froze.

"Angela, as in this Angela?" Maureen asked. Mimi nodded.

"But she's only a baby!" Collins exclaimed.

"I know…I know! Roger's beyond angry at her, and I want to keep him away from Angela for as long as possible so he can cool down."

"Of course." Someone knocked on the door. Alicia slid off the table and answered it. Standing there was Mark's ex, Mary and their two kids, Celine and Marcus.

"Daddy!" Celine exclaimed as she ran into the room.

"Shh, Angela's sleeping," Mark said firmly. Celine clamped her hands over her mouth. She looked exactly like Mark, with two long, blonde braids down her back and sparkling blue eyes.

"I'm going out of town, I'll pick them up in a week," Mary said coldly. Mark got up and approached her. Joanne got up too. She was helping Mark get fully custody of Celine and Marcus.

"Mary, you can't just dump this on me last minute! I have to work everyday this week!" Mark said quietly so Celine and Marcus couldn't hear him.

"They're your kids too! You should start acting like it!" mark was stunned.

"I do. I've take care of them when you mysteriously leave town for a week or two at a time. I take off work to go to parent conferences, graduations, school functions and to pick them up when they're sick. You can't be bothered with them. I'm surprised you even know who your kids are!" Mary's face was bright red.

"I'm a good Mother," she spat before leaving. Mark and Joanne went back inside.

Marcus was standing next to Angela with is thumb in his mouth. He had auburn hair like his Mom and Mark's blue eyes.

"Marcus, leave Angela alone. She doesn't feel well," Mark said as he went into the kitchen.

"Daddy, I'm hungry," Celine whined.

"Didn't Mommy feed you dinner?" Celine shook her head. Mark sighed. Part of the agreement was that the kids would be fed before getting dropped off. Mark always made sure that the kids were fed, Mary…did not. "All I've got is leftover pizza or cereal."
"I want pizza!" Celine exclaimed.

"Me too!" Marcus announced.

"Marcus, Celine, Angela's sleeping," Alicia said quietly. Both kids closed their mouths. Angel moaned and rolled over. Joanne sat back down and gently lifted Angela's head into her lap.

"Shh, it's okay sweetie," she said quietly. Mimi got up off the table.

"I have to get back to Roger," she said almost sadly. She bent down and kissed Angela's cheek. "Buenos noches, mija," she whispered before leaving.

After Collins and Maureen finished their game of poker, Collins got up off the floor and went over to Joanne and Angela.

"We should probably move her," he said quietly. Nobody knew what exactly to say. Collins gently picked Angela up and carried her to his room.

"I still can't believe it," Joanne said quietly. "She's so young!" Maureen got up and took Angela's place on the couch.

"Roger's probably furious," Mark pointed out.

"What I don't get is how. I mean, she doesn't even have a boyfriend!" Maureen added, not knowing about Darren. Joanne wrapped her arms around Maureen.

"She was living on the streets for over a week," Mark replied. "Who knows what was going on with her then?" Celine climbed onto Mark's lap.

"Who Daddy?" she asked intently.

"Cel, we're having an adult conversation." Celine scowled. She hated adult conversations.