The next chapter I'm not exactly proud of. I really don't know who the father is either. At least not yet, I'm going to let the story lead me in the direction it wants to go. I hope that you'll enjoy this chapter. And if your reading this, please review because I find out if I should carry on with a story by how many reviews I get. So please review.

Maureen sat on the couch, her back was killing her. She stretched out and lay there, waiting for she didn't know what. She just lay there waiting, waiting for something bad to happen. For Angel or Roger or worse Joanne to come bursting through the doors, screaming at Maureen to get out and never come back for as long as she lived. This was not a feeling that Maureen liked at all. Sure she enjoyed attention but this kind of attention was just to much for her.
She squirmed when the baby kicked.

"I know, I know." She said to her stomach. "We're not going to be here long, sooner or later they'll figure out who your father is. And then nobody will want me ever again. Especially your daddy." She said rubbing her stomach.

Maureen saw the remote to the television on the coffee table among the beer and the cheap wine bottles, she got up, and picked up the remote. She lay back down on the couch and turned on the television.
The color was a strong green and sometimes yellow. But Maureen didn't mind, this was better then thinking about what was waiting for her in the next hour, day, week, month. She knew that sooner or later everyone would figure it out, and everyone would hate her, and the father and she would be discarded like a old rag, thrown out onto the street to fend for herself.

As Maureen watched the television, she felt her self nod off occasionally. She would get back up and try and stay awake but the whole events that had happened over the last couple of days were just to tiring for the pregnant drama queen and within five minutes she was out like a light.

Angel and Collins walked into their apartment. They were silent, they didn't know what to say about the last two hours conversation that had happened back at the loft. Roger had ranted and raved at Mark for letting Maureen back into their lives, when they should have just gotten on with their lives and forgotten about her and everything that she had done to upset their lives. Angel and Mimi had tried to defend Maureen on her behalf but Roger was just to over powering, and finally Collins and Angel got up and left. They knew that it would be a rough week or so ahead, but right now they had to concentrate on the pregnant friend sleeping on their couch.

Angel looked at Maureen's sleeping body. Her stomach sticking out like a balloon, in Maureen's usual tight shirt.

"What should we do?" Collins asked quietly

"Be quiet. We need to move her to the bed." Angel said, when he saw his lovers face in protestation, Angel said "Yes. She gets it. Because she's pregnant, and god knows what she's been through the last seven months."

Collins closed his eyes, then opened them and looked at his drag queen lover.

"Well then what do you suggest we do to get a seven month pregnant woman off the couch and into the bed?" Collins asked

"First, I need to change the sheets." Angel said, remembering the previous nights happenings between him and his lover.

Angel walked to the bedroom and opened the closet door, got out a fresh sheet, took off the old one and put on the new one. When he looked up, there standing in the doorway was Collins cradling Maureen like a small child in his arms.

"Right here." Angel said pointing to the most comfortable spot on the bed

Collins quickly obliged and put down the sleeping beauty.
Collins walked out of the bedroom, and left Angel standing over top of Maureen and looking down at her sleeping body.

"Oh honey. What did you do to make Roger so mad at you? What did you do that was bad enough to run away for seven months, when all eight of us were so close?" Angel asked Maureen's sleeping body.

Maureen didn't stir, Angel took that as a sign and quietly walked out of the bedroom trying not to make any noise when he closed the door.

"What did she do that was bad enough to make Roger loath her?" Angel asked Collins, who was sitting on the couch waiting for his lover to come back.

"It must have been something. I've only seen Roger mad like that once, and that was when April committed suicide. Roger was mad, sad and angry at the whole world but mostly April, until he learned to forgive her for what she had done." Collins explained

"I hope that everything works out fine." Angel said

"So do i. So do I" Collins kissed Angels forehead.

The two fell asleep in each others arms on the small couch.

Maureen woke up, she was in a bed. Angel's bed. She knew it from the parties that Angel used to hold for the girls. Angel, Mimi, Joanne, Maureen and plenty of Angels friends would pile into the small bedroom and most of the time all sleep in this bed. She knew that Collins must have moved her from the couch. Maureen got up and slowly walked out of the room, trying hard not to make any noise when she opened and closed the door behind her.
She walked to the kitchen, and seeing bottles of milk in the fridge, Maureen got one. Cracked the plastic and took a long drink of the cold bottled water.

"Couldn't sleep?" Angels voice asked from the kitchen doorway.

Maureen jumped up, "Uh yeah. You?" Maureen asked

"Yeah." Angel answered

Angel reached into the fridge and pulled out water as well. He sat across from Maureen at the kitchen table .He rubbed his eyes tiredly, an looked at Maureen. Maureen was looking away, at the floor to be exact.

"Maureen honey. What happened?" Angel asked

Maureen looked up, her eyes wide. She knew the question would come sooner or later, but right away. She wasn't fully prepared for that question. What would you say to that questions after everything that had happened in the last seven months and two weeks?

"It's a long time." Maureen said

"I'm going to be up for awhile." Angel answered.

Maureen paused and looked at Angel. Maureen bent her head low and she closed her eyes.

"I made a mistake Angel." Maureen whispered

Angel reached over and put her hand on Maureen's shoulder.

"Honey, you can tell me. I won't care what you say, you can tell me Mo." Angel whispered to Maureen.

Maureen looked up, tears were staining her eyes.

"You'll hate me. Angel you'll hate me." Maureen sobbed

Angel got up and walked over to Maureen, he put his arms around her and hugged her tightly, Maureen's sobs echoed through Angel's body.

"I won't hate you. I wont hate you, whatever you did. I love and care about you too much honey, I would never be able to hate you." Angel kissed Maureen's forehead.

Angel moved to her chair and Maureen looked up at Angel. Maureen swallowed and opened her mouth about to tell Angel, when Collins walked into the room.

"Angel. What's happening?" Collins asked, tired still in his eyes and in his voice.

"Honey. Maureen and I are talking, go to bed honey. It's ok, everything's under control. Just go back to sleep baby." Angel said back to Collins.

Collins looked at his lover.

"No, its ok Ang. We'll talk about this later. I'm going back to bed." Maureen said

She got up and walked out of the room

"Mo. Please come back." Angel said to Maureen's back.

Maureen didn't turn around, and Angel closed her eyes as she heard the bedroom door close.

"I want to know what happened Collins. I want to know why Roger is so mad at Maureen. Why did she leave? That's what I want to know." Angel said to Collins putting his head in his hands. "And who the father is."

Collins didn't look at Angel after he said that. Collins knew all the answers to Angel's questions. But he knew that Maureen had to tell Angel everything, it wasn't his business to tell Angel.