Roger sat in the physical therapist's waiting room. Luckily, he was the only one there, leaving him to his own thoughts on what was wrong with Mimi without interruption. Mimi wasn't making any progress on her verbal skills, at least none that Roger knew about. None of it made any sense; Mimi was nearly a hundred percent independent when it came to using her hands. Roger decided to get to the bottom of this; he was going to talk about Mimi's progress to her therapist.
Mimi came into the waiting room. Roger looked up and smiled at his girlfriend. He stood up and kissed her cheek lovingly.
"I'll be right back, okay?" he asked. Mimi nodded. She tried to figure out where the hell Roger was going.
Roger went back to the therapist's office and introduced himself to the therapist. He shoved his hands deep in jeans' pockets, something he did when he was nervous.
"I wanted to know how Mimi's been doing. She's not talking at home," he explained. The therapist folded his hands neatly on his desk and leaned forward slightly.
"That's strange; she's making wonderful progress with me." Roger let out a sigh.
"So she can talk?"
"Not as well as you or me, but yes, Mimi can talk."
"Thank you, I guess I'll go talk to her." Roger shook the therapist's hand and left to go home with Mimi.
At home, Roger grabbed two beers out of the refrigerator. He handed one to Mimi and flopped down on the couch next to her.
"We need to talk about something, baby," he started. "I know that you can talk. Why won't you talk to me?" Mimi reached for her keyboard on the floor by her feet. Roger took her face in his hands and forced her to look at him. "No, no keyboards, no typing. You tell me in your voice. I want to hear your voice," he whispered. Mimi got to her feet abruptly and turned her back to Roger. Roger stood up and wrapped his arms around his girlfriend. "I love you Mimi," he whispered in her ear. Mimi turned around in Roger's arms and faced him.
"I love you too," she said. Her voice was hoarse, and her speech was slow with a heavy lisp. Roger froze. Suddenly, he pressed his lips against Mimi's in a fiery kiss.
"That was the most beautiful sound I've ever heard." Mimi snaked her arms around Roger's neck. "But why didn't you talk to me earlier?"
"I wanted to you remember me how I used to be." Roger nuzzled Mimi's neck lovingly. Things were definitely looking up for them.
It was three thirty in the morning, and Roger and Mimi were curled up in bed together talking. Mimi laced her fingers with Roger's.
"You know that we're going to Maureen and Joanne's for dinner, right?" Roger asked. Mimi nodded.
"I know. Maureen keeps avoiding me."
"Now that you're better, I think that she'll be fine." Mimi buried her face in Roger's chest and closed her eyes.
Roger held Mimi in his arms until she fell asleep. Very carefully, he got up and changed Mimi into her pajamas. He laid her small form down and covered her up with a sheet on their bed. Then, he stripped down to his boxers and crawled into bed next to her. Mimi moaned contently in her sleep and cuddled closer to Roger's strong form. Roger wrapped his arms around her, kissed the top of her head and went to sleep himself. Things were finally getting back to normal for the Bohemians.
A/N: Next chapter is the last!!
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