[A/N: It's short and to the point. But yeah. There ya go. Sorry it took
so long, but I just loved leaving you all with a cliffhanger! Oh, and my
html didn't exactly work in my last chapter. Oopsies.]
Roger and Mimi's ride back to the loft had been agonizing. Roger pushed the speed limit and fought traffic while Mimi went over every possible thing that could have gone wrong. Finally they were able to find out.
Maureen was lying on the couch, and to Mimi's relief, conscious. So it couldn't be so bad . . .
"Maureen, talk to me. What happened?" Mimi sat down beside her and Roger shuffled around uncomfortably in the corner.
"I don't know . . ." Her breath was quick. "I woke up and all of a sudden I felt something . . .I've been looking through this book Mark gave me and there's a million things it could be . . .here." She grabbed Mimi's hand and placed it on her stomach. "Feel that?"
"Yeah."
"God, Mimi, I don't know what's going on . . .I mean something could be wrong with the baby . . ."
"Mo . . ." Mimi tried to interject, but Maureen plunged on in a state of near-panic.
". . .and no one was home and I kept trying to get a hold of Kelly and Mark but no one answered . . ."
"Maureen . . ."
". . .and I tried to call the doctor but I couldn't find the number and I was afraid that . . ."
"Maureen!"
"What?" She snapped.
Mimi hugged her. "Relax, honey, you're fine!" She was giggling.
Maureen tried to push her away. "Wait . . .what? What's so funny?" Mimi's giggling had evolved into full-blown laughter. Roger stared at them from the corner of the room looking dazed with confusion.
Mimi grabbed Maureen's hand. "Feel it now?" Maureen nodded and started to object, but Mimi interrupted. "Mo, the baby is kicking."
"You don't understand, something has to be . . .oh my god." Realization seemed to wash over her. "You're right." Maureen began laughing along with Mimi.
"You have no idea how much you scared me," Mimi said as tears of either laughter or relief fell from the corners of her eyes.
"I can't believe I thought that . . .oh wow. This is incredible. I mean really incredible," she murmured as she continued to feel the fluttering sensation beneath her hand. Maureen glanced over at Roger who was still standing there on the other side of the room. "Roger, come here. You have to feel this!"
He cleared his throat. "I'm fine, thanks. Well, since everything seems to be ok . . .I'll be working on some music."
"Fine, be a party pooper," Maureen teased. She turned to Mimi. "Sorry for making you guys come back here . . ."
"It's ok. I probably would have freaked out too," Mimi laughed. "So what do you think Kelly and Mark were doing at the park if they didn't hear the cell phone?" She grinned.
"Oooh, good point. We'll have to find out. I love making Mark blush!" ---------------------------------------------------------------------------- ----
"So what were you two doing at the park?" Maureen asked Kelly the next morning.
Her cheeks flushed slightly. "We watched the sunset. And he bought me M&Ms. Oh, it was so romantic . . ."
Maureen purred. "M&Ms . . .how sexy."
Kelly whacked her with a pillow. "Not that part! The sunset! And . . ."
"And . . ."
"He kissed me."
"No way. Mark?! On a first date?" Maureen could hardly believe her. This definitely wasn't the Mark Cohen she had dated a few years before. "No wonder you didn't hear the phone . . ."
Kelly laughed. "Well, sorry! We were . . .enjoying ourselves."
Maureen decided to agonize her even more. "Good thing it wasn't anything serious. You two would have your lips locked while I keeled over and died back at the apartment."
"Oh please," Kelly rolled her eyes. She mimicked Maureen, "Oh my god! My baby is kicking! I think I'm going to die!" She pretended to faint dramtically on the couch.
"You call that a faint? Maybe in an off-off-OFF Broadway production," Maureen said in a fake snobbish tone.
"At least I save the drama for when I'm ON STAGE!" Kelly smiled sweetly.
"Oooh good one," Mark commented as he entered with Collins.
"Hi . . .Mark," Kelly said quietly. Mark grinned at her.
Collins stepped between them. "How about you save those 'ga-ga' eyes for another time?"
They both turned away quickly and tried to stop smiling. The phone rang, and Mark dove for it so he could get out of this conversation. Maureen grabbed it first.
"Hello?" The color drained from her face. "Hi, Joanne . . ."
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"You look like you're going to faint," Mimi said later.
Maureen sat down. "Don't remind me."
"When is she coming?"
"Sometime next week. I can't believe Joanne wants to talk to me now. I mean, it's a little late for that." Maureen stared at the door as though her exgirlfriend would appear any second.
"Well, you can't expect her to forgive you right away."
"And she can't expect me to forgive her right away either. Not after the way she walked out on me without letting me explain . . .not that it would have helped." Maureen absently opened a bottle of glow-in-the-dark nail polish and brushed it on to her thumbnail. "Do you think she wants to get back together again?"
Mimi shrugged. "Do you want to?"
"I did. But now . . .I really don't know anymore."
[It's short, I know, but I've been busy so cut Mo some slack! I love my reviewers ::hint hint::]
Roger and Mimi's ride back to the loft had been agonizing. Roger pushed the speed limit and fought traffic while Mimi went over every possible thing that could have gone wrong. Finally they were able to find out.
Maureen was lying on the couch, and to Mimi's relief, conscious. So it couldn't be so bad . . .
"Maureen, talk to me. What happened?" Mimi sat down beside her and Roger shuffled around uncomfortably in the corner.
"I don't know . . ." Her breath was quick. "I woke up and all of a sudden I felt something . . .I've been looking through this book Mark gave me and there's a million things it could be . . .here." She grabbed Mimi's hand and placed it on her stomach. "Feel that?"
"Yeah."
"God, Mimi, I don't know what's going on . . .I mean something could be wrong with the baby . . ."
"Mo . . ." Mimi tried to interject, but Maureen plunged on in a state of near-panic.
". . .and no one was home and I kept trying to get a hold of Kelly and Mark but no one answered . . ."
"Maureen . . ."
". . .and I tried to call the doctor but I couldn't find the number and I was afraid that . . ."
"Maureen!"
"What?" She snapped.
Mimi hugged her. "Relax, honey, you're fine!" She was giggling.
Maureen tried to push her away. "Wait . . .what? What's so funny?" Mimi's giggling had evolved into full-blown laughter. Roger stared at them from the corner of the room looking dazed with confusion.
Mimi grabbed Maureen's hand. "Feel it now?" Maureen nodded and started to object, but Mimi interrupted. "Mo, the baby is kicking."
"You don't understand, something has to be . . .oh my god." Realization seemed to wash over her. "You're right." Maureen began laughing along with Mimi.
"You have no idea how much you scared me," Mimi said as tears of either laughter or relief fell from the corners of her eyes.
"I can't believe I thought that . . .oh wow. This is incredible. I mean really incredible," she murmured as she continued to feel the fluttering sensation beneath her hand. Maureen glanced over at Roger who was still standing there on the other side of the room. "Roger, come here. You have to feel this!"
He cleared his throat. "I'm fine, thanks. Well, since everything seems to be ok . . .I'll be working on some music."
"Fine, be a party pooper," Maureen teased. She turned to Mimi. "Sorry for making you guys come back here . . ."
"It's ok. I probably would have freaked out too," Mimi laughed. "So what do you think Kelly and Mark were doing at the park if they didn't hear the cell phone?" She grinned.
"Oooh, good point. We'll have to find out. I love making Mark blush!" ---------------------------------------------------------------------------- ----
"So what were you two doing at the park?" Maureen asked Kelly the next morning.
Her cheeks flushed slightly. "We watched the sunset. And he bought me M&Ms. Oh, it was so romantic . . ."
Maureen purred. "M&Ms . . .how sexy."
Kelly whacked her with a pillow. "Not that part! The sunset! And . . ."
"And . . ."
"He kissed me."
"No way. Mark?! On a first date?" Maureen could hardly believe her. This definitely wasn't the Mark Cohen she had dated a few years before. "No wonder you didn't hear the phone . . ."
Kelly laughed. "Well, sorry! We were . . .enjoying ourselves."
Maureen decided to agonize her even more. "Good thing it wasn't anything serious. You two would have your lips locked while I keeled over and died back at the apartment."
"Oh please," Kelly rolled her eyes. She mimicked Maureen, "Oh my god! My baby is kicking! I think I'm going to die!" She pretended to faint dramtically on the couch.
"You call that a faint? Maybe in an off-off-OFF Broadway production," Maureen said in a fake snobbish tone.
"At least I save the drama for when I'm ON STAGE!" Kelly smiled sweetly.
"Oooh good one," Mark commented as he entered with Collins.
"Hi . . .Mark," Kelly said quietly. Mark grinned at her.
Collins stepped between them. "How about you save those 'ga-ga' eyes for another time?"
They both turned away quickly and tried to stop smiling. The phone rang, and Mark dove for it so he could get out of this conversation. Maureen grabbed it first.
"Hello?" The color drained from her face. "Hi, Joanne . . ."
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"You look like you're going to faint," Mimi said later.
Maureen sat down. "Don't remind me."
"When is she coming?"
"Sometime next week. I can't believe Joanne wants to talk to me now. I mean, it's a little late for that." Maureen stared at the door as though her exgirlfriend would appear any second.
"Well, you can't expect her to forgive you right away."
"And she can't expect me to forgive her right away either. Not after the way she walked out on me without letting me explain . . .not that it would have helped." Maureen absently opened a bottle of glow-in-the-dark nail polish and brushed it on to her thumbnail. "Do you think she wants to get back together again?"
Mimi shrugged. "Do you want to?"
"I did. But now . . .I really don't know anymore."
[It's short, I know, but I've been busy so cut Mo some slack! I love my reviewers ::hint hint::]