Ok, here's the last of the climactic chapters. I hope everyone is satisfied. I worked really hard on this ending. :)

Thank you, Steph!

Enjoy. :)


Roger cradled Mimi delicately against his chest, trying to decide which way to go. He had run out Todd's front door and was deliberating between which way he should run down the hall. He chose right and ran as quickly as he could without dropping Mimi.

He reached the end of the hall and was standing in front of a door that led to a stairwell. He had some difficulty getting it open, but finally did just as he heard a door half-way down the hallway opening. Roger let the door swing shut behind him, trying to ease it shut so it wouldn't cause any noise.

It was then that Roger realized he had gone the wrong way. He run into a stairwell, but these stairs only went up. To the roof. He couldn't turn around. Todd was heading down the hall right now. So Roger headed up the steps. Surely there would be some way to get down from the roof, right? As he climbed he heard Mimi moan slightly and he looked down to see her stir slightly.

"Shh, it's ok," he murmured slightly, "I won't let him get you. You'll be fine."

He finally made it to the roof and let the door shut behind him before turning the lock on the door. He doubted that would keep Todd out.(A/N: That might actually be "keep Todd IN" but I'm not entirely sure. :p)

Roger walked over to the edge of the roof, peering over the half wall. There was no way to climb down from here. At least, not while carrying Mimi. But there was no way he was going to just leave her up here on the roof alone with Todd.

Roger walked back to one of the corners of the roof that was hidden by some air conditioning vents. He gently laid Mimi at the ground, making sure she was well hidden. Then, noticing Mimi was shivering slightly from the cold air, he slipped his jacket off and laid it over her.

"Don't worry, baby. You're going to be ok. I'll make sure he doesn't get you," he whispered soothingly before kissing her softly on the forehead and heading off to find another way down from the roof.

He had just made it half-way around the roof from Mimi when heard the door to the rooftop open. Of course. Why would a simple locked door keep that guy away? Roger positioned himself so he would be as far away from Mimi as he could be before shoving a flower pot to the ground, causing a huge crashing sound.


All right, Mr. psycho, he though,come and get me.

Todd's POV

I ran into the hall hearing the door at the end of the hall close. Idiot. What is he thinking? He's going to run up onto the roof? How is that going to help him get away? It was then that the horrifying possibility occurred to me that Roger might be intending to throw Mimi off the roof! He was crazy. He couldn't have her, so he was going to make sure no one could.

I got to the door of the roof to find he had locked it. Did he really think that would work? I often came up here to think and after finding it locked many times I just stole a key from the superintendent's office downstairs. He didn't even notice.

I rushed up to the roof and stood still, listening. They had to be here somewhere. There was nowhere to go. Unless he was planning on jumping off the roof as well. Then I heard a loud crash from the other side of the roof. The idiot didn't even know when to stay quiet.

I shut the door and locked it and then grabbed a folding chair that was left up here and jammed it under the door handle. I quickly moved to where I had heard the sound and saw Roger standing there, alone.

"Where's Mimi?" I asked, pointing the gun at him again. I was shaking so badly now, though, that it was pointed at his stomach instead of his head.

"I'm not telling you," he said like I was insane, "I don't care if you hurt me, in fact I don't care if you shoot that and actually manage to kill me. But you are not getting anywhere near Mimi."

"What did you do with her?" I asked, my voice shaking almost as much as my hands. What had he done? Had he thrown her off the roof? Someone would've noticed, right? And he wouldn't have been stupid enough to stand here in front of me if he had done that. But then again, he was crazy, so what did I know?

"I didn't do anything with her, Todd. Now just go back downstairs before you hurt somebody."

"Maybe I want to hurt somebody." I took step toward him and he took a step back, looking worried.

"Come on, Todd. Do you really want to shoot me? That won't help anything. It won't help you, you'll be in jail. How do you plan on being with Mimi if that happens?"

"Nobody would send me to jail after this. I killed you in defense."

"Defense of who? I'm unarmed. I don't have anything on me that could hurt you. And I'm not the one who's been attacking people." It sounded like he was getting angry now, no matter how hard he tried to keep that false voice of reason.

"Defense of Mimi. You hurt her. And I'm not going to let you anymore."

"Todd, you sound like a broken record. You just keep saying the same thing over and over, but that doesn't make it true. I've never hurt Mimi and I never would. That's why you want to shoot me. Because otherwise there would be no way to get us apart. But think, Todd. Do you really think that after you shoot me, if you somehow manage to avoid prison, that Mimi would go to you? She doesn't love you, why can't you see that and just let her go?"

"You're wrong!" I shouted, a little louder than I meant to. And I pulled the trigger. I was shaking pretty badly and my aim was bad enough as it is, so I was surprised I even managed to hit him anywhere. But I did. He cried out and dropped to one knee, holding his leg out in front of him which had started gushing blood.

I pulled the trigger again, trying to steady my hand, but the chamber was empty. So I threw the gun and launched myself at him. Under normal circumstances that would've been a very stupid thing to do, but not now. Because now he was injured, the playing field was evened out slightly. He tried to get up and knock me off him, but he was failing badly.

I knew I wouldn't be able to actually beat him to death, so I had to think of another plan as we struggled with each other. Then I got an idea. We were on the roof! I kicked him in the leg I had shot, which momentarily distracted him and gave me a chance to push him as hard as I could towards the roof edge.

He toppled over and I rushed to the side to make sure he had actually fallen. Roger must be some sort of super human, because he had somehow managed to grab onto a ledge farther down the building and was hanging there, trying to pull himself. There was no way he would get very far, especially with his injured leg. But I could hear sirens in the distance and my gut told me they were coming here. I wasn't going to just let him hang there until they showed up, I didn't just want him away from Mimi anymore, I wanted him dead.

So I climbed over the edge of the wall and brought my foot down on his hand as hard as I could. I heard a cracking sound as he screamed and let go of the wall. One down. Only one hand held him away from certain death. All I had to do was take that away and he would never bother Mimi and me again…


Mimi shivered slightly and rolled over. That hurt, so she rolled back. It was then that she noticed she was not laying down in bed. She opened her eyes slowly and looked up. She had no idea where the hell she was. She felt something slide off of her as she sat up slowly, holding her head. It hurt a lot. She pulled her hand away to find blood on it.

Before she had time to panic over the blood she remembered everything that had happened. And then she started crying. She couldn't believe what she had done. Roger was dead. He was the most important thing in her world. He was her world and now he was gone. And it was all because she had to be nice and talk to the guy who was being picked on. It was all her fault.

She looked down to see what had slipped off of her. It was Roger's jacket. She picked it up, shivering, and wrapped it around herself. Not because she was cold, but because she knew it was all she had left now. She held the jacket tightly around her, breathing in Roger's scent that had been left on the jacket and sobbing quietly.

She knew this was stupid. The last thing she remembered was falling and hitting her head. With Todd standing over her. So he had to be around here somewhere, but where could he be? She didn't know and she didn't care, she had to get out of here. But where was she? She looked around her again. It looked like she was on a roof.

Mimi stood up slowly, holding one hand over her head and feeling dizzy. She stood still for a few seconds, trying to make the ground stop moving when a thought occurred to her. Why did she have Roger's jacket? Todd wouldn't have taken it with them, would he? But, if not, then what did that mean?…

She barely had time to think that over before she heard someone scream. Someone scream in pain. And she knew that someone. It was Roger! He wasn't dead! But judging from his scream he might be soon, Mimi had to help him. She walked around the small building that concealed the stairwell and froze. She saw Todd, leaning over the edge of the half-wall. He was practically hanging off the roof, holding onto the wall and shouting at someone. Mimi had no doubts that it was Roger. But what could she do?

She saw a folding chair jammed under the door leading to the stairwell. It wasn't a very good plan, but it might work. She dropped Roger's coat to the ground and picked the chair up and folded it down. Then she walked quietly over to Todd. He didn't even notice her. He was too busy trying to knock Roger off the ledge he was holding onto. So he never noticed Mimi swinging the chair as hard as she could against his back.

Mimi hadn't meant to knock him completely off the roof. She had actually been hoping to knock him backward, onto the roof. Despite everything he had done, she didn't want to kill him. But he was too far off the wall, so when she hit him he went tumbling forward, falling toward the pavement.

Mimi didn't concentrate on Todd falling, because when she looked over the side of the roof all she could focus on was Roger. He was clinging to the ledge with one hand, looking very bloody and the worst she had seen him since the car "accident", but he was alive. Mimi could've cried. But she didn't. She leaned over the edge, offering her hand to Roger. He wordlessly took it (Surprisingly, he must have really been hurting to accept help from Mimi right now.) and after a few minutes she managed to help him back up onto the roof.

Roger fell over to the ground and sat there quietly, holding his leg and looking at the fingers of his left hand. Mimi silently leaned against the half wall and stared down at the ground. A crowd had gathered. And in the distance she could see an ambulance and some police cars heading over. The crowd was so thick, she couldn't see Todd's body, which was fine with her.

Suddenly she felt something slip around her shoulders and felt Roger wrap his arms tightly around her. He had limped back to the door and picked up his jacket where Mimi had dropped it and now held if over Mimi's shoulders, trying to stop her shivering. Mimi turned around slowly and stared at Roger wordlessly before breaking down again. Roger held her close, rubbing her back and trying to calm her.

"Mimi, it's ok. It's over now. He can't hurt you anymore," he said soothingly, burying his face in her hair.

"I thought you were dead," she choked out, unable to look at him and she spoke.

"What? And leave you here alone? I would never do that," he said. Mimi let out a strangled laugh and Roger was pleased to see she was starting to calm down.

Mimi pulled back slightly and looked Roger over.

"You look terrible," she said.

"Gee, thanks," he said sarcastically, "It might have something to do with fighting some psychotic stalker bent on kidnapping my girlfriend and killing me."

Mimi smiled slightly and leaned her head against his chest, she had started to get dizzy again.

"Are you ok?" Roger asked, watching her apprehensively. She had turned really pale again and was starting to shake. She just shook her head weakly and then leaned her head against his chest again.

"Let's get you downstairs," Roger said, slipping his arm under legs and picking her up bridal style.

"Roger, you can't carry me. You can barely walk," Mimi said weakly.

"I'll be fine," he said. And he slowly limped to the doorway and carried Mimi down the stairs to the waiting ambulance.


Tah-dah! The end of my climax! So, what do you think? Originally, I had it end after Roger got Mimi out of Todd's apartment and he went to jail. But then I realized that was very anti-climactic and a bit of a let-down. So I re-wrote it. :) Only one chapter left. le sigh But then I can move onto my next story! Silver lining. :)