"Roger Davis and Mimi Marquez?" a short nurse called, sticking her head inside the waiting room.
"C'mon," Roger nudged Mimi, and slowly helped her to her feet and held her hand tightly. Her walk had a shaky manner to it.
"Follow me," the nurse said, leading them into a room with painfully all-white furniture, and with Roger's help, Mimi boosted herself onto the examination table and swung her feet, impatiently.
"Doctor Galloway should be in here shortly," the nurse assured them, giving them a quick smile before she left the room.
Roger rubbed his jaw, which was still sore and swollen, and tore at the paper on the examination table, impatiently.
Finally the doctor came in, clad in a uniform and a red pencil tucked behind her ear.
"Hello, Mister and Misses Davis," the nurse said, reading the names from her clipboard. Roger didn't bother to correct her. "So what happened? You two get into a fight or something?"
"You could say that," Roger said.
Dr. Galloway nodded. "It looks like you got banged up a bit."
"I think I'm okay…I think Mimi might have a concussion or something," Roger told her.
Dr. Galloway chewed her lip and pulled out a flashlight, shining the light into Mimi's eyes. "Can you tell me what your name is, hon?" she asked.
"Mimi," Mimi said, slowly.
"When's your birthday?"
"February nineteenth," Mimi said, automatically.
The doctor felt the back of Mimi's head and asked, "Did you hit your head immediately when you fell?"
Mimi frowned. "I don't know."
"She fell on her knees, first," Roger told her. "And then she hit her head."
"Any blackouts?" Dr. Galloway asked.
Mimi blinked and looked toward Roger.
"She was out for about a minute when she first fell. And then in the car ride here she kind of zoned out for a couple of seconds."
The doctor quickly snapped her fingers in front of Mimi's face, and Mimi squinted her eyes. "Just testing your reflexes," she explained, taking Mimi's wrist to feel her pulse. "I don't think it's anything too serious. Everything you're describing is natural, if she has a concussion. I don't think we'd need to hold her overnight. If there's still a problem later on, you should probably check in just to make sure everything's alright." She put a finger to Mimi's cheek, on top of a fading bruise. "Is this from when you fell?"
"No…that was from…another time," Mimi said, glancing at Roger.
Dr. Galloway chuckled. "You kids can't catch a break, can you?"
"Do you need an ice pack or something?" Roger asked Mimi, while they were lying on the bed. They'd returned from the doctor a little while ago, after answering some of the police's questions. Kyle was currently being held in jail until further notice.
"No. I'm okay," Mimi told him.
"Okay. I'm gonna get one for myself, then. My jaw's killing me." He disappeared into the kitchen for an icepack, and then tossed it on the bed, took off his shirt and threw it onto the floor, then laid down on the bed beside Mimi, wrapping his arm around her waist.
"You know," Mimi said, pressing her cheek against Roger's bare shoulder. "I've been thinking. I think I'm gonna quit working at the club."
"Really?" Roger said, relieved.
Mimi smiled and nodded.
He smiled back. "Good." He leaned in and kissed her gently on the lips.
"Does your face hurt?" she asked, placing her hand gently on what was now developing into a bruise on Roger's jawline.
He shook his head. "Nah. I can take it."
"I'm sorry that had to happen. I didn't know he'd come after you."
Roger frowned. "Don't be sorry," he said softly, sliding his hand under Mimi's T-shirt and stroking her bare stomach.
Mimi closed her eyes contently and reached out for his hand. "Is Mark home yet?"
"No. He's out. With a girl."
Mimi opened her eyes. "A girl?"
"Are you surprised he's out on a date, or dating a girl?" Roger grinned, tickling her stomach.
Mimi laughed and pushed his hands away. "Neither. It's just been a while since he's dated."
"Yeah. Well, he could use a new relationship," Roger grinned. His eyes were beginning to droop.
"Are you asleep?" Mimi asked, suddenly.
"Would I be talking if I were sleeping?"
"You could be talking in your sleep," Mimi said, placing her chin on his chest.
Roger chuckled and cupped her chin in his hand. "Don't worry. I'm awake. Don't know for how much longer, though."
"Yeah, well. It's been a long day," Mimi said, holding back a yawn.
Roger nodded in agreement. "Wanna call it a night?"
"Mmm hmm."
"Do you want me to get the covers?"
"Nah. It's too hot."
"Okay," he said, reaching over for the lamp he kept on the nightstand. "Goodnight, baby," he whispered, kissing her on the forehead.
Mimi smiled. "Night, Roger."
Roger turned out the light, feeling a new sense of relief wash over him. It'd been a while since he'd seen Mimi truly happy.
Author's Note: Awwww I love sappiness., hehe. You dirty people probably thought they were gonna do the nasty. Shakes head Reviews are almost as fun as Daphne whispering naughty things into my ear! And if you were wondering, yes, the title of this chapter was ganked from a Tick Tick Boom song. Ciaoooooo!