Chapter 18

On June 24 the sun was warm and the sky was at it's bluest. At Tompkin Square Park a wedding was going on. The bride was a young Hispanic woman. Her gown was white, strapless and had a two foot train. Beside her was a blond man. His curls had tried to be tamed, but they were as unruly as ever.

Mimi looked up the aisle at her fiancé and friends. Her bridesmaids had on pink gowns and the groomsmen, tuxes. Everything was just lovely. She had decided to have the wedding in the East Village because of how much a part of her life it was.

Mimi had made a full recovery from her illness and she was now four months pregnant. Darren kept a careful eye on her as she made her way up the aisle with Roger at her side. She was so happy that it had finally come to this.

Roger too was happy. He was glad that Mimi had finally found someone she could spend her life with, and now she could be as happy as he was with Mark. Her hand was tight on his arm and her grip was a little damp. He smiled and leaned down to speak with her. "Don't be nervous." he whispered.

Mimi returned his smile. "I'm just really excited. Thank you for doing this with me Rog." she whispered back.

"No problem." When they got to the front Mimi let go of Roger and went to stand beside Darren. He smiled down at his bride to be. Roger went and took his place beside Mark. Silently he took Roger's hand in his. The couple shared a wordless smile.

The wedding proceeded and soon Mimi and Darren were pronounced man and wife. All their friends looked on as they shared their first kiss as a married couple. They had all found happiness and new lives.

Two years later…

"Okay Ana, you remember the drill?" Mark asked his daughter for the tenth time. They were playing a little joke on Roger and the rest of their friend.

"Yes Dad, I remember." Ana said with a grin. She had taken to calling Roger and Mark "Daddy" and "Dad" after being with them for about a year. "We've only been over it a hundred times."

Mark smiled and ruffled her hair then stood up and straightened his apron. Roger had called Mark his wife so many times that he was finally going to get him back. He had donned a pink flowered apron and was going to give the appearance of really being a wife. Ana had made cookie batter and Mark slid them into the oven to make it appear that he was baking them. Roger had gone to pick up Mimi and Darren to bring them to their house. They had bought a new one, closer to the city, with the money they had saved from Roger's new job.

"Daddy's coming up the street Dad!" Ana called.

"Okay, time to get into action." Mark responded. Ana took her place in the living room and sat in a chair reading a book.

Roger came into the house a few minutes later, followed by Darren and Mimi who was carrying her 19 month old son Angelo.

"Hey Daddy, hey Aunt Mimi, Uncle Darren." Then she got up and took Angelo from Mimi. "Hey there little guy." she cooed. Then she turned to Roger. "Mom's in the kitchen." she said.

Roger looked at her in confusion. "Mom?" he asked. "What are you talking about Ana?"

Just then Mark came running out. "Honey you're home!" he screeched in a high voice, and he ran over and gave Roger a kiss.

"What the hell?" he asked. "Mark what's wrong with you?"

Mark laughed. "Nothing dear, I just missed you." Then he turned to Mimi and Darren. "Mimi darling, so good to see you and Darren." he kissed her on the cheek. Ana tried to hide her laughter behind Roger's back. Then there was the sound of a timer going off in the kitchen. "Oh the cookies are done!" Mark said and went to get them.

Roger looked so confused that Ana couldn't help but bust out laughing. "Daddy you should see the look on your face."

"What's going on?" Roger asked.

"Dad got tired of you calling him your wife and my mother figure, so he decided to mess with your head a little." she responded.

"Ana you weren't supposed to tell him!" Mark called from the kitchen.

"Sorry Dad!" she called back. "I couldn't help it." Mark came out and grinned at them all. Then he sat down on the couch beside Roger.

"That wasn't very nice Mark." he said.

"You'll get over it sweetie." Mark replied giving Roger a kiss. "Oh and by the way, I'm pregnant!"

"What!" they all exclaimed.

"Just kidding. But the agency called Rog. We're getting another kid. This one's a baby."

"That's great!" Roger said. Then he smacked him on the arm. "Don't you ever do anything like that again. I thought you had lost your mind Mark."

Nevertheless the couple smiled at each other as they're friends and daughter congratulated them. Every one was so happy. All their lives had come full circle at last.

Author's Note: That's the end you guys. The story is OVER! It's been a long journey from No Day But Yesterday, to now. I want to thank everyone who helped give me ideas for this, and everyone who was a character in it. And I want to send a special shout out to Laurel Ducky, who gave me the idea for the ending of this story. Hope you all liked it!