Authors note: Woohoo! Updated twice in one day!

reviews gratefully accepted! Especially since this is my first fanfiction.! Love all you readers! thanks for the tip-off that Rogers name was spelt wrong!

Mark was still in the huff with Roger, Roger didn't care, Mimi was fed up of trying to make conversatino with the two in the room and Collins was fed up, full stop. There had been a lot of arguing in the past few weeks and the air had a permenently tense atmosphere.

Then one thursday Mimi caught Collins with a needle and some drugs out hiding on the balcony.

"COLLINS!" She shouted, shocked Collins jumped, "WHAT THE HELL? GET IN HERE!" Collins got up off his chair and walked casually into the appartment.

"WHAT WERE YOU DOING COLLINS?" Mimi demanded, not that she didn't already know.

"I-I-I was just-"

"I'LL TELL YOU WHAT YOU WERE DOING, YOU-you weren't thinking, she took the drugs from Collins and continued.

"Honey, please" her pale blue eyes pleaded with him, "Don't make this mistake, don't choose this path, you know you shouldn't, your much smarter than this."

She put the drugs on the counter and looked into his eyes, he looked back and the two gave each other a long hug, Collins fell apart.

"I loved her" he whispered, "You hear me LOVED her, I don't thing I've ever felt-I thought this was true love" tears ran down his face leaving wet marks, "I thought it would last"

"Ssshh," whispered Mimi in her soothing voice, she hugged him tighter, "Sshh, it's okay, it did last honey, it lasted 'till the end."

But this wasn't enough to cheer Collins up,

"But we never shared enough, we never adopted a kid, she always wanted that, we never got married, even if it is illegal, we never met each others parents, hell, Angel never even mentioned her-"

He stopped, he hadn't said Angel's name since the funeral, it passed his lips before he knew what he was saying, tears welld up in his eyes again.

Mimi wiped his cheek,

"Honey, it's okay to say her name, it's okay, you don't need to-"

"BUT IT WON'T BRING HER BACK " he screamed and pulled out of Mimi's grasp, she jumped at his sudden outburst.

"Honey, I know this is hard for you, it's hard for all of us, I understand what it's like to lose someone important, my Mom and I had a fight and I ran off and by the time I decided to go and apologise,she had died."

Collins looked at her, and started up again,

"But it's so hard to say goodbye," he replied, his voice thick with crying.

"But we'll still be here, always,"

Collins smiled weakly, Mimi patted him gently on the back gently, and walked through her room to get her costume for work,

"I've got to get to work now, don't blow up the house like what you did with those computers at M.I.T. and don't do anything stup- that I wouldn't do."

The front door shut behind her.

Collins slumped to the floor, who does she think I am, he thought, Roger?

"I'm not stupid Mimi," he said to apparently no-one, "I don't-"

The door began to open, he was about to ask if Mimi had forgotten her keys when he saw Mark and Roger come in and they weren't killing each other.

"I see you two have patched things up" he put on a grin, it was fake but they couldn't tell.

Mark smiled back and hugged Roger for effect.

"MARK! Roger isn't single, lucky Mimi is out, you just missed her, anyway you'll have to look elsewhere," Collins sniggered, but it was a real snigger.

"OH, shut up!" Mark snapped, but still half laughing himself, Roger laughed madly.

Mark threw a cushion at Collins but it missed and nearly hit the window.

Mimi picked up her pace, she could swear that the man behind her was following her, he picked up his pace too. Mimi's heart pounded faster, she couldn't run in heels. If she could just make it round the corner the Cat-Scratch club was only a couple of metres down the road. She started to run, or at least the nearest thing to it, her heels clicked off the sidewalk. The shady charater behind her ran too, Mimi glanced behind her, he was almost right behind her, she wasn't going to make it, so she ran into the nearest building.

he walked in right after her, Mimi's eyes widened as she realised the was only one other bar at near the Cat-scratch club,

"The Smack cart," she gasped, this was the roughest bar in town, it had a worse reputation than the cat-scratch club, except the cat-scratch club was well known for it's nine fights a week.

A few guys in front of her turned round and a few wolf-whistled at her, Mimi took a step back, normally the drunk didn't scare her, but normally she was with Roger or if she was at work, with bodyguards.

Mimi felt a hand on her shoulder, she spun round in fear, it was the man from outside,

"Hey sweetcheeks," he said smuggly "What's a harmless chick like you doing in a place like this?"

"Nothing" she said, " I was actually leaving, she walked towards the door but the guy blocked her path.

Mimi shivered a little, just for a second but the guy saw,

"Oh Honey, don't be scared I ain't gonna be hurting you,"

"I'm not scared of YOU," Mimi snapped, acting braver than she actually felt, "I'm just a little cold ,s'all,"

"Well," whispered the man int her ear, "why don't we go back to my place and keep warm."

"I'm sorry," Mimi said, less scared, "but I'm not single, I have a boyfriend, he-he works as a bouncer, I'm going to meet him outside the Cat-scratch club.

she added for good measure. She made to leave the bar but he grabbed her arm.

"You're not going anywhere, your lying I can tell you are, you'se just one of them whores that is works down there,"

Mimi pulled against his grip, but it was tight,

"Let go you creep," she wailed, "Let-go!"

He tried to pull her outside but she kicked him hard where "it hurts" and he punched her in the face, angry she scratched back, grabbing hold of his earring and tearing it out of his ear.

The man cursed in pain,

"Fuck you, bitch," and threw her onto the ground, Mimi moaned as she hit the floor with a sickening crack.

He kicked her as she lay there, hard, in the stomach. Mimi coughed sharply bringing up blood. He picked her up and carried her out of the bar without effort and she could only watch in fear due to being winded. Mimi passed out from the pain...

Mark ran as fast as he could, Roger had got drunk again and had caused a giant fuss, he needed to find Mimi to let her know how bad it was. He was heading for the Cat-scratch club. Mimi had to be there he told himself. He turned the corner and skidded to a stop, the doorman looked taken aback then realising that it wasn't a big guy regained his casualness.

"I.D. Please," He asked calmly.

"I don't have one, but my name is Mark Cowan" Mark replied.

"No I.D., no entry," he said firmly, folding his arms and blocking the door,

"Oh, but-but-but I need to see Mimi Marquez, her boyfriend-,"

"Your Mimi Marquez' boyfriend?" interupted the doorman shocked.

Mark blushed, "NO, she, well never mind I really need to speak to her-"

"Listen pal," said the doorman, "I'm gonna save you a bit of time and breath, she isn't in yet, but do you want me to give her a message?"

"Yeah," Mark said panicking, where else could she be, " Tell her Roger has got into a bit-"

He stopped there was a guy across the road carrying a girl that looked just like Mimi, he walked over.

The doorman cried out "Hey wait,"

Mark ignored him and ran across the road, almost being ran over by three cars, "Hey!" he cried out to the guy who jumped and then mark realised, IT WAS MIMI!

"Hoi, put her down," Mark exclaimed, the guy stopped, gave Mark the once over and sneered.

"And if I don't?" Her replied snidely.

Mark raised his fists...

"Hold still" Collins exclaimed, for the second time this week he was plastering up Marks bruises.

"OW OW OW OW OW!"

"You're being very brave Mark," said Mimi giggling.

"SHUT UP," grumbled mark."OW! NOW THAT BLOODY WELL HURT!"

"Then keep still,"

"OW"

There done," said Collins proudly.

A smile creeped onto the edges of Mimi's face and she burst into uncontrollable laughter.

Mark clambered to his feet and ran to the bathroom, he saw the bandage wrapped around his left eye and half his head.

"I hate you two" he said in a tone that didn't mean that, and walked through the living room and into his room.