Authors note: Hopefully I did alright with this story. I hope you guys enjoy it! So read on fellow rent heads, read on! Please comment!
Disclaimer: Sadly I do not own the rights of the characters, but Jonathan Larson did and he still does. I myself like to decide all the characters future. So I hope you enjoy the future!!! THANK YOU JONATHAN LARSON!!!!
"Maureen, Collins!" Mark said beaming in the entry way of the waiting room.
"Mark! Roger!" Maureen said jumping up out of her seat. Collins looks up quickly, perking up. "What's the news?!"
"Go ahead Rog, tell them." He said smiling.
"Mimi is going to be okay! Her surgery went well, and no there was no brain damage!" Roger said glowing.
"Thank God!" Maureen said.
"But we can't visit her for a while, she's still getting over the anesthesia and well ya…she has a concussion so she's going to have to stay here a couple of nights." Roger said. Maureen and Collins looked nervous from the word concussion. "Well she's really going to be okay but none of the whole visitors thing, I mean I can but you guys can't really because of quote on quote 'Hospital rules and regulations'."
The bohos sat down in the waiting room, while Roger left to go accompany Mimi.
"You won't believe what we saw." Collins said to Mark.
"What?" He said looking at both of the two confused.
"Joanne is here." Collins said monotone.
"What do you mean here? As in she's here visiting, visiting who?"
"As in she's a patient Mark!" Maureen said distressed.
"No! What happened?"
"We don't know but it didn't look pretty." Collins said. "She was on a gurney, blood everywhere and it didn't look good bro."
"Shit, that's not good. Do you think we could see what's wrong with her?"
"Yea I think we should." Maureen said quickly looking up. The boys chuckled. "What?!"
"Nothing, girl nothing, common y'all we got time to kill, lets go find out what's wrong with that lawyer." Collins said.
The bohos left the waiting room and went up to the front desk to see it anyone knew what was going on. They had to be sneaky about it though, no receptionist would just give anybody's information away. Good thing Maureen knew exactly how to persuade one.
"Hi, oh uhm excuse me sir can you please tell me Joanne Jefferson's room number, she's my best friend since---" She said all distressed but sexy to the good looking bombshell male receptionist.
"Sure thing." He said smiling up at her, he checked the computer. "Yea room 407." He said as they began to walk away.
"Thanks so much." She said back.
"And--If you have any problems come back."
"Thanks, I just might." She said turning back and smiling at him.
As they began to walk into the elevator. Mark suddenly asked her a question.
"Uh what was that?" He said confused looking at Maureen.
"What, oh Markie, it's just persuasion, I was just fouling around with him. Do you honestly think?"
"I was just making sure and---" Mark was cut off.
"Well you don't have to baby." She said grabbing his hands and locking him in a kiss. She still held his right hand.
"Awh that's cute." Collins said nudging Mark in the arm. Mark just blushed and rubbed his arm which Collins had nudged.
Once they had reached the level, gotten off and walked down half the hallway. Collins stopped them. "Alright Maureen. Why did you want to really come up here besides feeling bad for her?" He asked.
"Can't I be sympathetic at all?"
"Well yes but is it really sympathy? Really?"
"Duh! Just because we're not really speaking does not mean I never cared for her?!"
"Alright alright calm down I was just asking."
"What ever." She said walking faster then the two men, slipping her hand out of Mark's.
"Hormones…" Collins said to Mark in a whisper.
Maureen hearing Collins' little side comment turned around pursing her lips together with a cold stare. Turning back around she looked for door numbers. Collins couldn't help but love messing around with Maureen and chuckled. "Oh I found the door!" She said happily, quickly her mood changed.
"Awesome, knock I guess?" Mark said unsure of what to do. He looked up at Collins for an answer.
"Go ahead."
Maureen was just about to raise her hand up to knock when the door opened. A blonde woman doctor walked out, staring at the paper on her clip board. "Oh" The doctor said looking up at her. "Hi can I help you?"
"Hi, We're all friends of Joanne Jefferson, could you please inform us about how she's doing."
"Look did that stupid receptionist just let you guys up with no problem."
"Uh yea?"
The doctor rolled her eyes. "Okay if you think I'm just going to give up information about a patient you're wrong."
"Okay look I know her really well! She's a good friend of mine." Maureen said stressed.
"Are you Maureen Johnson by chance?" She said suddenly studying her.
"Yea why?" Maureen said confused looking back at the boys.
"Yea why?" Collins said walking straight over by Maureen's side. Mark followed.
"Alright just because you're kind of the cause of the problem." The doctor said.
"Wait what?" Mark said. The three bohos looked odd at the woman.
"I'm sorry to inform you guys but, Joanne's in a coma. She was raped and beat this morning…" They all stared at her without a blink. "And I was immediately called to the scene to stay in the ambulance with her. What the police had addressed me only with is that, he said he wanted Maureen Johnson and that Joanne wouldn't give your number to him or would say anything information about your where bouts."
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"He wants me." Maureen said looking at Collins and Mark back at home.
"Damn, when you need a damn lawyer she has to be--look okay the man's in custody right? Well, they know he did it and doesn't he have to have a set court date, and they'll try him and then with the evidence he'll be screwed. Plus they know he did it, I mean there probably lock him up anyway." Collins said. Maureen said nothing and started at her hands. "Mo, it's going to be okay."
She looked up at him confused. "Are you kidding, Joanne's in a fucking coma because of me! I…I ….I did this to her, its all my fault!" She stressed almost crying and stomped away. Closing the door she jumped into her bed and rapped herself in the covers. Tears streamed down her face, and she wiped them away, but more seemed to come. Closing her eyes and trying to relax, she placed her left hand onto her belly she moved it up and down. With all the stress Maureen was dealing with, she quickly fell fast asleep.
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"Who was that?" Collins said as Mark hung up the phone.
"NYPD, they'll be over soon, they want to talk to us about the situation."
"Damn, this is getting kind of hectic isn't it?"
"Yeah, and I feel bad for Maureen, should I go see how she's doing?"
"Yeah, I think it will be fine."
Mark walked over to her room, well his room which was now their room and opened the door slowly. "Maureen? Oh." He closed the door and looked at Collins. "She's asleep." The phone rang, Mark scrambled over to pick up the phone.
"Hello?" Again it was the police.
"Then I'll wake her up. I mean might as well, the police are coming." Collins opened the door slowly, tip toed in, closing it behind him. Walking over to the bed side, he looked at how peaceful she appeared. He bent down next to her and stroked her arm. "Maureen?"
"Hmm…." She said slightly opening her eyes.
"Long story short, the police are coming to talk to us about the situation, and they want to talk to you."
"Do I have to get up? I don't want too, my life sucks!!" She whined and pulled the covers over her head.
"No it doesn't Mo."
"Yes it does!" She said from beneath the covers. Collins chuckled. "Ohhh." She pulled the covers off and sat up. She looked down and placed her hands on the sides of her stomach.
"What?!"
"Here feel!" She said grabbing Collins hand and placing it on the side. "Can you feel it?"
"No…sorry I can't Mo."
"Alright hold on." She guided his hand up and down on the side of her belly at which the baby was kicking.
"Yea" He smiled. "Very faintly though, but no doubt Mo, it's remarkable." She smiled. "Now girl why don't we get up and go down stairs to talk to the police, I bet their here."
"Ughh fineeeeee."
They met the police outside of the apartment complex. There were three cops, Officers Todd, Bryan and Nick.
"So Maureen Johnson, Mark Cohen and Thomas Collins correct?" Officer Nick said with a heavy New York accent. Maureen nodded and Collins said yes. "Alright, I'm sorry to inform you but James Nova is loose. Joanne Jefferson's attacker and he some how has connections with you miss?"
"Wait I thought James attacked her?" Maureen said quickly confused.
"No, her attacker is Chris Wyatt, we've taken him in custody and all the damn man say's is 'James Nova wants Maureen Johnson and that's all I know'…if you ask me that's a lousy hit man." Officer Nick laughed. No one else did and Officer Todd gave him a look.
"So James is loose?!!" Maureen said frightened.
"I'm afraid so Ms. Johnson, we're trying to track him the best we can but so far nothing." Officer Todd said. "And how do you know James Nova?"
"Yeah, uhm…he's the junkie who got me pregnant."
"I see, and do you know what's the problem between you too?"
"Nothing really, I mean he was a freak and told me he was going to come and find me for some more--but he was wasted at that time. All I know it I definitely do not want that creep in my child's life."
"Okay so note Bryan he's not wanted in the child's life. Are you attracted to him at all Ms. Johnson?"
"I mean I was when I first saw him, he's a fairly good looking guy, but realizing he's a drunk and he definitely likes to take advantage, and nobody takes advantage of me."
"Alright and why do you think he's a drunk."
"I've seen him before a couple of times before that, the man's always either wasted or selling drugs, get my point now?!"
"Yes yes, M'am would you mind telling us how uhm going home with him came about?"
She sighed. "Joanne had broken up with me, yeah I'm bi, and I didn't care what happened, I got drunk, flirted with him and the next thing you know, I'm sleeping with him and pregnant. So I know I screwed up."
"Thanks Ms. Johnson and one more thing, are you with anyone at this moment who could possibly be in danger?" Mark's heart raced.
"Mark Cohen, but I live with Mark, Thomas Collins, Roger Davis and Mimi Marquez. We're all best friends and roomies." She took Mark's hand.
"Okay, thanks for everything, we'll take care of this Ms. Johnson don't worry" He said camly smiling at her. "It will be alright, we'll make sure no one touches any of you and especially that baby."
"Thanks Officer." She said gloomy.
"Really we appreciate it a lot." Collins said.
"Yea thanks." Mark responded along with them.
"Anytime, we'll keep in touch, here's my card, if you have any problems, concerns or questions call me." He said handing it to Maureen.
They watched the three men all drive away in the same direction. She smiled but it soon turned to a worried look. "I'm scared. I'm wanted. WANTED! Dead or Alive, Wanted!! …Something horrible is going to happen, I have a really bad feeling about it." She looked down, placing her hands on her stomach.
Collins took her hands. "I know girl, but we'll take care of it. Don't worry." She quickly hugged him and he hugged her back and held her. "It's okay Mo, I promise you." Mark rubbed her back and she quickly changed men and hugged him. Maureen whimpered.
"I'm so scared Mark, for me, for us, for you, for Joanne, for everyone, for even… even the baby. I did this it's all my fault…god I can't live with myself."
"Shh….its okay we'll all be safe, especially the baby." She pulled away from him but they still had their arms around each other. "Right here" He said placing his hand on her belly. "Safe and confined our baby will be . Okay, I promise you I will do anything so that no one will touch our baby Maureen." She gave him another hug and he held her.
"I hope so."
"Oh I love you guys." Collins said and he embraced both of them. Once they had let go but still had their hands all around each other Maureen looked up at the two men.
"Oh boys." She said smiling.
"We're all like three peas in a pod." Collins said.
"Three blind mice?" Mark asked.
"Mark you're the blind mouse if I say so myself." Collins said and they all chuckled.
"Thanks Collins I love you too." He said sarcastically.
"We're like the three musketeers." Maureen said.
"Exactly!" Mark said.
"When you feel lonely or scared who will save the day?" Collins said.
"The three musketeers." Mark said.
"So don't worry Mo, everything will be alright. Promise." Collins said.
"Promise?" She said.
"Promise!" Mark said.
"Musketeers honor!" Collins said. All three of them laughed and smiled.
"You mean scouts honor Collins?" Mark said sarcastically.
"Whatever boy. Scouts honor, musketeers honor whatever just honor, so Maureen?"
"Alright I'll try and believe you…lets go inside."
"Sounds like a plan." Collins said.
As they walked through the main entrance Maureen perked up and asked a question. "Oh my God can we make cookies! I'm starving and Doodle is hungry too!"
"Sure sure Maureen anything to make you happy right now." Collins said, he and Mark both laughed.
A/ N: Hope you enjoyed this chapter! I'm about to start the next one=)soo yea! Oh and please review, reviews are the highlights of my day=)