Roger stirred a little and began to rub his eyes. He glanced at his watch. It was about seven o'clock. He got up and walked towards the bedroom. He gently pushed the door open. Mark was rolled over on his side facing the wall. Roger sat down at the end of the bed and began to shake his leg to wake-up him up.

Mark rolled over and squinted his eyes, "Hey." He mumbled and tried to sit up but realized that he couldn't and slowly lowered himself back down onto the bed.

Roger lowered his eyes, "Sorry about punching you last night. I shouldn't have done that."

He smiled, "So that's why my head hurts except for the obvious reasons. I'm sorry for everything, especially for this. What happened to Mimi?"

Roger swallowed hard and tried to fight back tears, "Yeah, well I'm a little worried about you right now. I didn't know you would take it this hard. This isn't the first time Mimi's run off. I guess I let you down too."

Mark shook his head slightly, "No, I did. It just seemed the easiest escape. I was here alone. I went out of my mind. I couldn't take all the quiet."

He put his hand on Mark's, "I missed you too buddy."

Mark rolled over, "Are you going to find Mimi?"

Roger just lowered his head and sniffed, "Isn't it always me? It gets harder and harder though. This time I don't think I'm going to find her."

He started to drift back off to sleep. He knew that Mark was trying to mutter something but sleep had overtaken him. Roger walked back out into the living room and started to make some coffee. He decided in the mean time to go get more of his stuff from upstairs. The apartment wasn't empty. Maybe that's what gave off the scared feeling that he felt at the base of his spine. He only had to pick up one more bag and of course his guitar. Why did she do this to him? Hadn't he been through enough? The only dose of reality that held him together anymore was Mark. As Roger picked up his guitar he heard someone sniffling. Roger slowly tiptoed around the corner where the bathroom was, "Maureen? What's going on?"

Maureen sat on the floor crying with her head in her hands, "Roger, I didn't know. I'm sorry. Oh God why?"

He gently pushed her out of the way and saw why she was crying. Mimi lay unconscious on the bathroom floor. He scooped her up into his arms and raced down the steps with her.

Maureen stood up and ran after him, "I thought someone was breaking in and I didn't know."

Roger yelled at her, "Go back and stay with Mark. He's asleep in the bedroom. Tell him when he wakes up not to worry. I'll be back whenever I can."

She wiped away her tears, "Joanne's in the car outside, probably still waiting for me. I came to just drop something off for Mimi. Why the hell is this happening?"

He yelled back at her, "Call whoever you need to. Just don't leave Mark alone."

Joanne was standing outside the car and saw Roger holding Mimi in his arms. She opened the backseat door and didn't even ask. She just knew she had to get to the hospital quick. Roger sat in the backseat with her stroking her arm. She didn't bug an inch. What exactly did happen up there? Damnit, could he have stopped this or would he have made the same honest mistake as Maureen did. He just needed to get Mimi to the hospital. Roger knew Mark was going to be all schitzed out. He didn't need that with all that he's been through. Nobody needed this after all they've been through.