Summary: Post-Rent. Mimi goes back to the loft. *Dun dun dun*

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Chapter 10- I Die Without You

'How am I going to do this?' Mimi thought, as she walked up the stairs to the loft. 'Just stay cool, Mimi. You can do this. You can SO do this.' She closed her eyes and sighed when she reached the door. She knocked gently. She heard Maureen yell that she'd get it. 'Oh God, no, no, no! Not...'

"What the hell are you doing here?" Maureen scoffed; appalled and disgusted to see Mimi at the door. "Forget your handcuffs or something?"

Mimi expected this. Unfortunately, she had no idea what to say. "Aw, come on, Mimi, answer." Maureen taunted.

"Maureen who's..." Roger started, but trailed off after seeing Mimi. "Oh." He said bluntly.

"H-hi Roger." Mimi said quietly.

"Mimi." He said to no one in particular. He didn't expect her to come back. Ever. "What...do you want?"

"I-can we-uh-Roger can we please talk?"

"I don't think so!" Maureen yelled. "After what you did to him! Nuh-uh, there is no way in hell Roger will ever talk to your skanky ass again!"

"Maureen!" Roger shouted. "Stop it!"

"What? I'm just telling the truth."

"Yeah, from your perspective."

"What? Roger you know you don't want to talk to her."

"I-I see that this is a bad time. I'll just leave." Mimi said; and she started to walk away.

"No, Mimi wait!" Roger shouted, causing Mimi to stop dead in her tracks. She turned around quickly.

"Yes?" She asked hopefully.

"I'll-we...we should...we can talk."

"Rog..." Maureen started.

"No. Maureen just stay out of this." Roger admonished.

"But..."

"No. Mimi, we can go out on the fire escape." He motioned for her to follow him, which she did. Quite to the aversion of Maureen; who pouted and sat on the couch.

When they sat down on the fire escape, Roger and Mimi just stared at each other.

"You're the one that wanted to talk so..." Roger finally said.

"Right. Right. I-I had this all planned out but I-I'm kinda nervous."

Roger couldn't help but smile. It was just something she did to him. Always making him smile. "It's ok, Mimi. Just say whatever comes to mind."

"Ok....I'm sorry. I'm so, so sorry, Roger. The things that I said-I don't mean them. I didn't when I said them and..."

"Then why did you?"

"I-I was-I was high...." She waited for Roger's outburst. But to her surprise, there was none.

"You were high..." Roger dwelled on this. "I thought you gave it up after...you know."

"I tried, Roger. I really tried. But I couldn't." Her eyes began to water and she desperately begged the tears not to fall.

"It's-it's ok, Mimi." He said quietly.

"What?"

"It's ok. If you want to then who am I to stop you? We're not together anymore so..." Roger stopped when he saw a tear fall from Mimi's face. 'Oh God. I didn't mean to do that.' He thought.

Mimi wiped the tear and the new one beginning to fall away. "R-Roger, I'm...I'm giving it up. For-for good this time. I swear."

"But that's what you said last time."

"I know. But I'm changing. I got a job and..."

"You got a job?" He asked stunned.

"Well don't sound so surprised. Yes, today. I start tomorrow."

"Where?"

"The Life."

Roger was dazzled. Truly. 'Maybe she really is changing.' He thought. 'Maybe.' "Mimi that's great. Really."

"Yeah? Good. I'm glad you think so....look, Roger I-I would really like to...well...I was hoping you..." She didn't know what to say.

"Would give you another chance?"

"Y-yes. Yes, I would love that."

"Mimi..."

"Please, Roger. I'll do anything. I'll grovel. I'll get on my knees and grovel." And she did. She got down on her knees and looked up at Roger. "Please, Roger. I love you. I need you."

Roger smiled widely and scooped Mimi up into a large and tight hug. "I love you too Mimi." He felt his shirt becoming wet and let go of her. "Why are you crying?"

"Because I'm so damn happy!" She shouted.

He laughed. She laughed. They embraced again and shared a very passionate kiss. When they breathlessly pulled apart, Mimi asked "So are we back together?"

"Yes!" Roger shouted. And he couldn't have been happier. And neither could Mimi.

A/N: *Sigh* I loved writing this chapter. Hope everyone loved reading it.