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(Maureen's POV)

Mark has called seriously like twelve times today making sure that I was still going to show up for my birthday dinner with Cara and him. For some reason he figured I'd bail on them…which it did cross my mind, but figured I'd catch so much hell if I didn't show up I might as well just go and get it over with now.

All day I have pretty much just moped around the apartment not really wanting to think about my birthday…thing is, that's the only thing I've thought about today. And you'd think that a person's most memorable birthday moments would be of when they were a kid and the cheesy clown their mother hired, or the goofy, embarrassing gifts your grandmother gave you in front of all your friends and most importantly your crush. But that wasn't the case with me. All the birthday memories flooding my mind were ones that I got to spend with Joanne.

"Maureen baby wake up," I heard being whispered into my ear. "Maureen," she whined this time. I just groaned a little, turning on my back, throwing the pillow over my face.

"Baby, it's too early," I whimpered.

"Come on baby," this time a little more seductively. Then I felt her hand slid up my shirt, rubbing her hand softly below my chest. I threw the pillow on the ground, quickly throwing Joanne onto her back, straddling her. She giggled, placing her hands around my back resting them on the small of back. "Well good morning."

"Good morning," I smiled down at this beautiful lady below me. I began running my fingers up her sides causing her to squirm underneath me, attempting to hold in the laughter. I bent down lightly kissing her lips. "So baby what do you have planned for today?"

"Should I have anything planned?" she placed her hands behind her head, a little smirk on her face. "Anything important happening today?"

"Um, just the love of your life's birthday," I beamed.

"Oh today's Mark's birthday…I should go call him," she literally pushed me off of her rushing down the hallway.

I didn't move at first…honestly I was shocked that she left our bed already. But quickly I was chasing her down the hallway, screaming at her "Joanne Jefferson! Get your sexy ass back to our bed!"

I walked into the living room still in search of her only to find the living room filled with flowers and lit candles, the blinds and curtains closed, there was a birthday present sitting on the couch, and the stereo was playing some slow love songs. I could have cried.

"Do you like it?" I heard her ask from behind me.

I turned around seeing her leaning against the doorway, a smile plastered across her face. "I love it baby," I rushed over towards her throwing my arms around her, kissing her holding her as tightly against me as possible.

"I'm glad you like it," she smiled again once I released her. "Open your present," she said pointing over to the box sitting on the couch.

I grabbed hold of her hand leading her over to the couch with me not wanting to let her go. She giggled allowing me to drag her over to the couch, pushing her down sitting on her lap grabbing hold of the tiny box ripping the wrapping paper away. Slowly I opened the box to reveal the most gorgeous silver necklace I have ever seen. It had two tiny hearts intertwined together, dangling off it. I cried before grabbing her face in between my hands and kissing her as if this would be the last time.

The memory slowly faded out; tears had filled my eyes and my hand was playing with the most gorgeous silver necklace I'd ever seen that was hanging around my neck. This was basically how my entire day went…sitting on the couch, replaying my favorite birthday memories with Joanne…sometimes them not even being my birthdays but hers. Joanne's birthdays were the one person's birthday that I enjoyed celebrating more than my own.

I realized that it was getting later and that I should probably get ready soon if I was going to make it on time to Mark and Cara's. So somehow I forced myself up off the couch and back to the shower.

After my surprisingly relaxing shower I quickly ran around the apartment finishing to get ready. I didn't even realize that I had a phone message until I was ready to walk out the door.

"Umm…well guess I missed you. I'm sure you're out celebrating…you did always like celebrating your birthday. Just wanted to call and say happy birthday. I hope you have a good day. So I guess I'll just talk to you later. Bye Maureen."

I couldn't believe that Joanne actually called me. I had actually given up hope that she was going to call me. But then I kind of got pissed off that the moment she decided to call I was in the shower. Damn it! Well I'll give her a call back later. I need to get to Mark's before he starts calling me, bugging the shit out of me.

(Maureen's POV)

I finally made it to Mark and Cara's after being stuck in the subway for like 20 minutes. I hate public transportation sometimes. I had barely knocked on the door when Mark was swinging the door open, rushing out the door, yelling Cara to hurry up.

"It's about time Maureen," he acts like my dad way too much sometimes. "Where have you been…we are going to miss our reservations."

"Mark calm the shit down," I giggled at the how he was acting, but mainly at Cara continually rolling her eyes at him.

"Maureen, I just don't want to be late, you know how I hate that," he continued rambling as he continued pushing the elevator down button.

"Honey," Cara grabbed a hold of him, "it doesn't come any earlier if you push it more than once."

As on cue, the elevator door opened, "oh really," Mark smirked.

Again Cara rolled her eyes, "shut up Mark," she said as shoved him into the elevator.

(Maureen's POV)

We ended up just getting a cab so that we could make our reservations. We were having dinner at Tavern on the Green. I had never been there before, but had always wanted to go. Mark walked up to the concierge giving him our name. He politely led us to our table. As I walked through the restaurant I noticed all the happy couples, families, and friends surrounding the tables.

I must have zoned about because Cara was grabbing hold of my arm, "Maureen, come on this way."

"Ok," I confusingly responded. "I'm following you."

"No, go ahead. It's your birthday, Mark and I have your present at the table already, we didn't get it wrapped so…go."

So I obliged walking past Cara, Mark, and the concierge turning the corner to table reveal the best birthday present Mark and Cara could have gotten me…

Joanne was sitting at the table…alone.

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