Chapter 7:

At 9:30 the next morning, Felicity awoke on a lumpy mattress with sunlight streaming through a single curtain-less window. She rolled over onto her back, and stretched. Then, she climbed out of bed, grabbed her book off the dresser, and went out to the deserted front room. Felicity curled up on the couch, and began to read her book.

An hour later, Mark came out of his room still looking half asleep. He trudged into the kitchen, and began to make himself a cup of coffee.

"You hungry, Felicity?" he asked. Felicity looked up from her book, and shook her head. Mark sat down on the couch next to her. "What are you reading?"
"The Lord of the Rings, it's my favorite book."

"I read those books when I was a little older than you. It's good that you like to read. Gives you something to do in your spare time. Hey Felicity, I have a quick video to show you." Felicity closed her book.

"A video? About what?" Mark got up, and flipped on the projector.

"You'll see," he replied.

"This is Roger Davis filling in for Mark Cohen." The camera panned across the loft. Collins, Benny, and Mark were all sitting around looking worried and upset. "It is January 18, 1989, 9:45 PM. Let me explain why I'm filming, and Mark isn't for once. Maureen's been feeling sick for the past week or so. Today, on the way back from the Life, she stopped and got a pregnancy test. Now, we're waiting for her to come out of the bathroom with the results." The bathroom door opened, revealing Maureen. Mark got up, and wrapped his arms around her. Maureen buried her face in the nape of his neck. Judging by the way she was acting, everyone knew the results. Mark gently stroked Maureen's hair.

"It's okay baby," he murmured in her ear. "It's okay. We're going to get through this together." The image suddenly cut to darkness.

"Wow. I don't really know what to say," Felicity said after a heavy silence. She broke her stare at the white screen, and looked at Mark. Mark didn't have a chance to reply to her comment, because Maureen came bursting into the loft.

"Morning everyone!" she announced. "Oh, do I smell coffee?" She rushed into the kitchen, and began to pour everyone coffee.

"Morning you guys," Joanne said as she sat down on a chair.

"Hey Jo," Mark replied. "What's up?"

"I have to go down by Times Square for a trial today, so I can take Felicity home." Felicity pouted her full lips; she looked exactly like Maureen.

"I don't want to go home," she whined.

"Sorry chick, but you have to." Joanne paused to look at her watch. "And we should get going. Go get your stuff."

Felicity got up, and listened to Joanne. A few minutes later, she returned with her backpack slung over her shoulder. She gave Mark a hug, and peck on the cheek. She did the same to Maureen.

"Don't forget to call us!" Mark called.

"I won't," Felicity replied. Joanne wrapped her arms around Maureen's neck. Maureen was sitting cross-legged on the metal table. Joanne kissed her tenderly on the lips.

"I'll be back around eight," she said. "I love you." Maureen pinched Joanne's ass as she walked away.

"I love you too. Bye Felicity!"

"Bye Mom! Bye Dad!"

Joanne worked late everyday on the paperwork about Felicity. Felicity would call Mark and Maureen religiously everyday. They never talked about the adoption; they just waited for Joanne to get everything together. One night, the Bohemians were all gathered at the loft, except for Joanne. Maureen was becoming worried about where the lawyer was. Around 10:30, the door to the loft slid open.

"Pookie!" Maureen exclaimed. Joanne looked pretty tired.

"Sorry I'm late," she said. "I had to pick someone up." Joanne stepped to the side, revealing Felicity.

"Hey, what brings you back here?" Mark asked.

Joanne replied. "That's normally what kids do. They normally live with their parents."

A/N: next chapter is the last real chapter, but I have a cool ending. Pleas review! Much love.

Tina101