(Okay everybody. I did not know that Maureen did not have AIDS. If you have been reading my profile, you will know I have seen it a total of once. My friend swore that Maureen had AIDS, and I believed her. I'm sorry, but I'd appreciate it if people would stop e-mailing me to tell me that Maureen doesn't have AIDS. I know now, I get it. In my little world, Maureen does have AIDS, and she's been overworking herself.)

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"Okay." Roger said soothingly. "Let's just get you to your room."

Maureen had woken up, and was able to come home. She looked tired and dazed. Her face was pale and her hair was dull and lifeless. Maureen was fully leaning on Roger, who was slowly bringing her to her bed.

"Is she okay?" Joanne asked, once Roger came back to the living room.

"Fell asleep the second she laid down." Roger said.

Joanne groaned.

"I have to go." Roger said, getting his guitar.

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Roger and his bands were playing at a local bar. They were taking a break, and Roger was walking back towards the stage. He spotted someone familiar. Roger walked to the short girl, who was standing with a couple guys.

"Excuse me-" Roger said, and took the girl's shoulder, and turned her around. It was Carrie. Roger looked her down. She was skinny except for the slight bulge and some skin sticking out from under her shirt. She had huge circles under her eyes, and looked like she hadn't had a good meal in a while.

"Okay." Roger said. "You're coming with me."

"Okay, I may not be smart, but going of with a stranger is something an idiot would do." Carrie said.

"Roger, where are you going?" His drummer yelled.

"Change of plans!" Roger shouted back. He took Carrie out of the club.

"What the hell?" Carrie shouted.

"Collins is like my best friend and he's been looking for you for about a month!" Roger yelled back. "So its in your best interest to shut up and listen to me!"

Carrie shut up.

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Roger stuck the key in the lock and flung the door open. "Collins!"

"Wha-" Collins came to the door and saw Carrie looking shy and small.

"Carrie!" Mimi yelled.

"Go get some blankets!" Joanne screamed to Mark.

"And some food!" Mimi screamed to Mark.

"Why me?" Mark asked.

"I'm fine." Carrie said.

"Okay, let's sit you down." Mimi said. "GO GET SOME CHIPS OR SOMETHING!"

"Well someone's on their period." Mark said.

"Am not!" Mimi yelled.

"Are too!" Mark yelled back as he threw a bag of Cheeto's to Mimi and Carrie.

Maureen trudged out of bed, and to the hallway. "What's happening?" She asked.

"Carrie's back." Collins said.

Hours later, when everybody had gone to bed, Collins and Carrie were still awake, and still on the couch.

"Will you tell me what happened?" Collins asked.

"Like you said." Carrie told him. "They just treated me like a doll or an accessory."

"I'm going to file the adoption papers tomorrow." Collins said. "If that's okay with you."

"Yeah." Carrie said. "Will you tell me the story of how you hotwired the ATM machine?"

"Sure." Collins told her.

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(Okay, one more chapter to go! I might write a sequel though; I just need some time to think about it. Review please!)