A/N: Short chapter. My apologies. But it gets my point across. If you love me, you will review. If you don't love me…well that's too bad. Because I love you. So you can still review anyway. Please?

After a whole other week went by without telling him, Mimi knew she couldn't put it off any longer. It wouldn't be long before she started to show. She figured most men would probably notice when her stomach became inflated to the size of a bowling ball.

One night, as they laid awake in bed, Mimi leaning against Roger, she heard herself talking. "I got knocked up when I was 14." He sat up, and looked at her, confused. "I told you about Maria Tedesko's brother, Roberto, right?"

He nodded. "Your first boyfriend."

"It's not like I loved him. I knew I didn't. But I slept with him anyway because he wanted to and I guess I wanted him. We only did it twice. Once was enough."

He rubbed his neck. "You don't like have some six year old kid I don't know about…do you?" He asked cautiously.

"No."

"So you had an abortion? Not a bad idea, I guess. You were a kid."

"No," she said. "I didn't have an abortion."

His eyes narrowed. "Sorry, Meems, but there's something I must not be getting, then. Were you pregnant or what?"

"My mother made me go to that shit Catholic school before I was old enough to protest. There were so many pregnant girls there…the nuns told us if we had abortions, we'd go to Hell. I wanted just to get rid of it, but I decided not to. You know, for the Hell reason. Besides, I was 14. Babies were cute."

"Naturally."

She grinned. "Yeah, well. I was probably like seven weeks along and I still hadn't told mom. I was going to the next day. So, I was naked in the bathroom, after taking a shower. I went to the sink and started brushing my teeth. It came out in two clots. I had these bad cramps in my stomach and I heard this plop. I looked down and I was suddenly standing in a puddle of blood. Then there was another plop and more blood came out of me and this…this…thing. The embryo, I guess. It was the strangest thing I'd ever seen in my entire life. Anyway, after a minute the cramps pretty much stopped. I finished brushing my teeth and I grabbed a rag to clean up the blood. Then I took another bath to wash the blood out from between my legs and help ease my cramps. I didn't tell anyone. The next day I went to school and aced my math test."

"So," he began, "You miscarried then."

"Mmm."

He kissed her temple. "I'm sorry Mimi. That must have been rough."

She raised her eyebrows. "Are you kidding me! I was practically a baby! I didn't want one of my own. I felt nothing inside when I miscarried. I wanted to get rid of it." She took a deep breath, and then another. It was now or never. She chose now. "But I want to keep this one."

"Beg pardon?" He said, not catching on.

She pulled away from him and sat cross-legged on the bed, look at him with and yeah right expression. "Roger, you're a dumbfuck," she said in matter-of-fact sort of way that caught him very much off guard. "You mean really don't know!"

"That I'm a dumbfuck? No, I knew that."

"Roger!" She snapped. "Do you really think those meds I'm taking are for god-damned anemia!"

"Um," he murmured. "Yes?"

"Oh, Roger," she said in disgust. "They're prenatal vitamins for someone with fucking HIV." She watched as his eyes widened. He understood now. "Oh, and I was going to have an abortion. I went to the clinic and everything without telling you. I'm putrid for that, I know." He opened his mouth to speak and he looked angry. But Mimi didn't stop. "Keep in mind that I'm having this baby whether you like it or not. And someday it might ask me what its daddy said when I told him I was pregnant. You should know that I'm not going to lie. So don't say anything you're going to regret." He opened his mouth once more, but Mimi nervously shut him up. "You know what? Don't say anything at all. It took me 2 whole weeks to get up the nerve to tell you. You can have a night to process it. We'll talk about it in the morning, okay? Right." She reached across him and turned out the light, then curled up on her own side of them bed.

Moments passed. Then she felt Roger's arms curl around her body. He touched her stomach. "I love you," he whispered right into her ear. She turned to him quickly.

"So…you're okay with me having it?" He voice was sweet with hope.

He kissed her upon the eyes. "Of course, Mimi."

She squeaked. He laughed at her and she kissed him more passionately than she'd ever even dreamed of kissing anyone in her entire life.