Quick update this time. This is a rather short ch, especially compared to the last few. But I got home and was still pretty awake so I quickly wrote this ch out knowing it wouldn't be long anyway. So may not be all that great of a ch since I wrote it so quickly and late at night. Hope you like it anyway. Enjoy!

(Maureen's POV)

Just as I expected I woke up to an empty bed. A feeling of loss came over me. I just lay in bed, sad and depressed. It's not like this is the first time I'd ever woke up alone in our bed; typically I did. But for some reason today was different. I couldn't dwell on it though; Joanne would be home eventually. I just needed to find something to do; to keep me busy so I didn't count down the minutes until she would be home.

I forced myself out of bed, immediately making my way to the bathroom. I had to brush my teeth and my bladder was ready to explode. When I walked into the bathroom I noticed that the mirror above the sink had red lipstick on it that read, "I love you!" Could she honestly be any sweeter? I just stood there, staring at it, somehow falling more in love with Joanne for it. Then I got one of my brilliant ideas; I hurried and got ready, I didn't have too much time.

(Joanne's POV)

"Yes Charles I know that…I have been working on it, practically all morning…I heard you the first thousand times…that's already taken care of…yes, I already did…stop worrying, bye."

It was almost one o'clock in the afternoon and still I hadn't had one break all day long. I have been swamped by work ever since I stepped into my office this morning. I guess that's what I get for taking off so long, but I had good reasons and you'd think some people could have offered to help out. My desk was covered with stacks of forms and documents that needed to be reviewed or signed. And of course I have some very high profile cases to tend to; which causes more people to get frantic when they don't think matters are being addressed soon enough. I've got my shit together; things were moving along just fine.

I loved my job, most of the time, but today was too stressful. My phone was constantly ringing, people were continually stopping by, and if one more person tried to act as my therapist I was going to scream. I had a million things running through my mind; I needed a break. And then again without delay, my phone begins ringing.

"Joanne Jefferson…yes…I have those ready…yes," and now someone is knocking at the door, another visitor, great. "Can you hold just a moment please Mrs. Wilson, thank you." I then yelled that my door was open and that my visitor could come in. When they opened the door, I was delighted to see who it was. The biggest smile came across my face; the one person who could actually make me feel better, "Mrs. Wilson, I'll have to call you back."

"Baby, what are you doing here?" I was quickly on my feet walking over towards her, taking her in my arms and kissing her hello.

"I bought you lunch," she held up a plastic bag with containers of food inside. "Thought you might like a break, at least I was hoping so." She had this questionable look on her face; I loved when she stopped by but she knew it was hard for me sometimes to actually take a break.

"I'd love to have lunch with you right now," I grabbed the bag from her hand, grabbing hold of her other hand walking with her over to the couch I had in my office. "So what did you bring me?" I curiously opened the bag to see what concoction she had created.

"Its peanut butter and jelly sandwiches," I looked up at her, a smile plastered across her face.

"Thank you," I reached into the bag pulling them both out handing her one of them. "I'm glad you decided to come by, I missed you." I reached over rubbing the top of her leg. I had honestly not thought about just how much I would miss her once I went back to work until this morning when I got here.

"I missed you too," she replied as she wrapped her arm around my waist pulling me into another kiss. "What time should you be home?" she questioned as she pulled away, taking another bite of her sandwich.

"I don't know. I'm hoping no later than six thirty, but it'll depend on how much of that I can get done," I pointed over to the stacks of paper on my desk. "Oh, I almost forgot to tell you. Mimi called me earlier today, said that she wanted to have a girls' night tomorrow night if we were up to it," I paused for a second, "you, me, her and Eden."

Maureen got this uneasy look on her face. I thought she was going to completely refuse to go because Eden would be there. "Do you want to go?" her voice a little weary.

"I'd like to," I didn't want to seem like I was begging or too anxious to go, because if she didn't want to go, then we wouldn't go but I thought it would be a lot of fun for all of us. And just maybe, help clear up the air between Maureen and Eden.

"Well," she was slightly hesitant, "yeah, I want to go then." She gave me a little grin and ate the last bite of her sandwich. After licking her fingers clean, and mine I might add, she told me she was leaving; going to let me get back to my work so that I could get home as early as possible. We had a long goodbye kiss, eventually realizing if she didn't leave, she may not. So she left and I got back into my hectic first day back.

(Eden's POV)

"Mark? Where are you?" I had taken a phone call from Mimi in the bedroom; returning out to the living room to find Mark gone. I was now searching our apartment in an attempt to find where he had run off to. I finally noticed him sitting out on the fire escape; without his camera.

"Mark," I softly spoke to him as I opened the window to the fire escape.

He jumped, quickly turning to face me. "Oh," he didn't seem too thrilled to see me crawling out the window to join him out on the fire escape. He sat staring down to the busy streets below us. "I wonder if any of their lives are as screwed up as mine." He said this so blatantly that it caused my heart to drop.

"Mark Cohen," I said somewhat disappointed in how he could imagine such a thing, "what is so bad about your life?" I should have known better than to add that last bit in there.

"What?" he fired back at me. "Are you serious?" He was now facing me, staring me straight in the eyes; he looked completely shocked and angry at what I was asking. "I just found out last night that my girlfriend was once in love with another woman, and not just any other woman but the same woman that my previous girlfriend left me for. I think I'm entitled to think my life is just a little screwed up right now," his face was getting red; he did have a point though. He stormed back into the apartment, collapsing onto the couch.

"Mark listen," I screamed after him, "ok so yeah I did AT ONE POINT like Joanne, but I didn't know you then. And so what if it's the same woman Maureen left you for, what does it matter?" His eyes gazed upward to meet mine, looking more sad than angry now. "Mark," my voice softer now as I sat down beside him, placing my hand on his leg, "I love you. I don't want Joanne, I want you."

A look of realization came over his face, like this was news to him. "I love you too Eden," he wrapped his arms around me hugging me, "but why did you have to like Joanne?"

"Come on Mark, get serious." I pulled away from him again looking into his bright blue eyes, "Joanne is great, you know that; your friends with her remember?"

"I know, Joanne is great and blah blah blah, but it would have been easier if it would have been someone else." He kind of chuckled then leaned over and kissed me. "Ok so I need to go shoot some footage," he said as he got up grabbing his stuff, "shouldn't you be at work?"

"No, I have the day off."

"Ok. Well have fun today then. I'll probably be out late shooting today," he was opening the front door ready to head out when he turned back around to me, "want to do dinner tomorrow night though, just us?"

"That's what Mimi called about earlier. She wants us to have a girls' night tomorrow," I paused seeing his face drop, "her, me….Joanne and Maureen."

"Are you serious?" He was whining only to cover up the suspicion in his voice.

"Mark…."

He interrupted me from going any further, "I know. I'll talk to you later," and he walked out. I sure hope that he isn't going to become one of those jealous, overprotective boyfriends now anytime I want to spend time with Joanne.

(Roger's POV)

"It's about time," I spouted to Mimi when I finally got through to her on the phone. "You've been on the phone all morning? What's going on?" I was half nervous and half pissed off.

"If you were so worried Mr. Davis you could have just come down here?" She's trying to be funny. I didn't say anything; I just sat there listening to her chuckle about how funny she thought she was being. "Roger come on. I was calling Joanne and Eden; inviting them and Maureen for a girls' night tomorrow."

"What? You are inviting Maureen and Eden to spend time together." Did she not understand how bad of an idea this was? I've known Maureen for quite sometime and this did not seem like a good idea to me whatsoever.

"Oh Roger, quit worrying. It'll be fine."

"Do you know the visiting hours to the jail?"

"Why?"

"Cause if I know Maureen that's where she'll be after she gets a hold of Eden tomorrow night."

Ok so how bad (or good) was it? Please review it. Promise next ch will be more exciting. Oh and one reviewer from last ch pointed out some "connections" to RENT (besides the obvious characters, locations, and what not). There were 3 in the last ch. Thanks for reading!