A/N: Yay! I finally get to do what I've been wanting to do! I'm excited! Okay anyway, this is 7th month.

Chapter fourteen

Mimi Marquez woke up at 11:30 pm to the sound of the telephone ringing. She groaned and decided that she would let Mark get it. Wait, was he there? Whatever, she didn't care. She closed her eyes and tried to go back to sleep, but was interrupted by the answering machine.

"Speeeaak,"

"Miss Marquez?" she heard a man's voice say. "My name is Dr. Herrington, I'm calling about Roger Davis," As soon as Mimi heard the words Roger and doctor in the same sentence she got up as fast as she could and picked up the phone.

"Hello?" She said nervously into the receiver. She listened to his deep voice and tried to put the words together in her head. He told her that Roger was in the hospital, that they weren't sure what happened yet, and he told her she should come down. Of course I'm gonna come down dipshit. Mimi thought. God what kind of girlfriend do you think I am. Mimi hung up the phone and headed out the door.

Mimi hailed a cab to the hospital. When they got there the driver waited for her to give him his money. She reached for her purse, but it wasn't there. She realized that in all the rush she had forgotten her purse.

"Shit," she whispered.

"Something wrong?" The driver asked shooting her an impatient look.

"No, I just have to, I'll be right back," She replied. She got out of the car before the driver could say anything and went inside. Shoving her hands in her pockets she found some change, went to a payphone, and dialed Joanne's number at work.

"Joanne Jefferson,"

"Jo its Mimi."

"Hey," Joanne replied. "Is something wrong?"

"I'm at the hospital," Mimi said trying to keep herself from breaking down.

"Why what happened?" Joanne asked almost immediately after the word hospital came out of Mimi's mouth.

"I don't know, something happened with Roger, and the doctor called, so I took a cab, but the stupid cab guy, and my purse, and-"

"I'll be right there," Joanne said before Mimi could finish.

The lawyer showed up at the hospital about ten minutes after her conversation with Mimi. She saw her sitting inside the waiting room nervously twirling a strand of hair around her index finger.

"Mimi," Joanne said walking over to the Mimi. Mimi stood up and threw her arms around Joanne. She returned the hug and slowly rubbed Mimi's back as the Latina finally let herself shed a few tears. "Oh honey, its okay," Joanne said. Mimi let go of her and wiped at her eyes.

"Talk to me," Joanne said gesturing for Mimi to sit down on the couch they were standing in front of.

"No one will tell me anything they won't let me see him."

"Hang on a sec," Joanne stood up and walked over to the front desk she said a few words to the nurse and then came back and said, "Go."

"What?"

"Go see him."

"What? But, how did you?"

"Just go, I'll call the others and let them know what's going on."

Mimi reached Roger's room and found him sleeping in the bed. She stared at the wires and tubes hooked up to him and closed her eyes.

"Oh baby," she whispered. His eyes slowly opened and in a hoarse voice he said,

"Meems?"

"Yeah, it's me,"

"They let you in huh?"

"Yeah. Wait, how did you know I couldn't get in?"

"I sort of told them not to."

"What! Why?" Mimi asked feeling very hurt.

"You shouldn't be here, I shouldn't be here."

"Well apparently you should!" Mimi said raising her voice a little.

"The doctor said I'd be fine!"

"Oh great, you told them not to tell me if you'll be okay or not too? Oh that's awesome, thanks a lot."

"No, I don't know what's going on now."

"What are you talking about? What other doctor is there?"

"The one I saw about a month ago," Roger said quietly. Mimi just stood there and stared at him.

"What?"

"Meems, I-"

"You need to leave," A very angry looking nurse said to Mimi.

"Excuse me?" Mimi asked genuinely confused.

"You need to leave, now," Mimi pushed past the nurse and headed back out into the waiting room where she found Collins, Angel, Maureen, Mark, and Joanne.

The four of them just stood there and watched her. All of them trying to decipher what happened.

"Mimi? Chica?" Angel said.

"I don't want to talk," was Mimi's response.

"Okay, you want to go home?"

"No."

"Do you want to stay?"

"I don't know," Mimi said as she began to chew on her lip gingerly.

"Mimi let's go home, come on I'll go with you," Angel said trying to take her friends hand.

"I should stay here; I should be here, even if he doesn't want me to be."

"Chica come on, I'll go with you. The rest of us can stay here it'll be fine. I'm sure he'll understand," Angel said in her sweet voice. Mimi nodded and Angel put her arm around her shoulders.

"We'll call okay?" Collins said.

"All right guys I'm afraid I have some bad news," Paul said. Angel had convinced Mimi to come to life support after they left the hospital in the hopes that it would help her. "I just got word that Carly died." Mimi closed her eyes trying to convince herself that none of this was happening. Carly was a friend of hers from that Cat Scratch. She and Mimi would always help each other with make up and dance moves and they always talked at work when they got a chance. She tried to remember the last time she had spoken to her, but she couldn't. She assumed it was probably the last night she worked at the club and she hated that they had drifted apart. Angel gently took hold of Mimi's now shaking hand and gave it a small squeeze. Mimi just sat there as she tried to make sense of everything.

Suddenly Angel felt Mimi's grip on her hand tighten.

"Mimi?" Angel asked studying her friends pained expression. Mimi put her hand on her stomach and said,

"Something's wrong."

A/N: k well there you go! I wanted to thank you guys fro the reviews and apologize for the last chapter especially if you didn't like it. I honestly didn't. Anyways, sorry it's been taking me so long to update I school started a couple weeks ago.