Chapter sixteen
Seven bohemians stood around the loft. Marks camera was rolling as he circled the loft catching Mimi and Roger from every angle. Roger held a small black bag in his right hand while he held Mimi's hand in the other. Mark quietly began to narrate as he circled the couple.
"Close in on Mimi and Roger. The two of them are getting ready to leave to take Mimi to the hospital for her c-section."
"You ready?" Roger asked Mimi. He was trying to stay calm for Mimi's sake. He was excited, but also very nervous.
"Uh yeah," Mimi responded. She seemed in a daze as if she wasn't sure any of this was real. They all started walking towards the door but Mimi stopped suddenly causing everyone behind her to run into each other.
"Mimi?" Roger said concerned. The Latina shook her head but Roger continued to wait for an answer. Mimi sighed and said,
"They're cutting me open!" She all but yelled.
"Babe, the doctor went over everything with us."
"I know, but I'm scared."
"You know, someone told me once that the things we're afraid of are some of the best experiences of our lives." Mimi smiled slightly and Roger kissed her on the forehead. "Come on," he said.
Mimi lay in the hospital bed holding her daughter in her arms. Roger was standing by the edge of the bed watching the two of them.
"She's beautiful," Mimi said without taking her eyes off of her.
"She is," Roger agreed. "She has your hair," he said pointing out a small brown curl on the top of her head. Mimi smiled gently rocking the baby. "So, do you want me to get the others or do you want to wait?"
"Go ahead, get them."
Roger walked out of the room and into a wide blue hallway. He turned corner where he found their friends and Mimi's mother all waiting anxiously on the couches.
"Are you a daddy?" Angel asked smiling. Roger nodded.
"Come on," he said to all of them. He led the six of them back through the hallway and into the room. They all gathered around inside the room and for the first time since she was put in her arms Mimi took her eyes off her daughter.
"Guys she's beautiful," Joanne said.
"Looks just like you Meems," Collins said.
"See that's what I told her but she didn't believe me," Roger said.
"No way, I think she looks like you Rog," Mimi said laughing at the fact that they were actually having a conversation about which parent their child looked like more. "¿No es ella Mamá hermosa?" (Isn't she beautiful Mama?)
"Ella es perfecta." (she's perfect.)
"What's her name?" Angel asked. It was clearly the question everyone was dying to know. Mimi sighed and glared at Roger.
"So you guys remember how ever since I found out I was pregnant I was trying to get him to look at names with me?"
"Yeah," they all said.
"Well guess what he didn't do."
"Claps for Roger," Maureen said sarcastically.
"Thanks Mo," Roger replied.
"Hey, it's not my fault you didn't name your kid,"
"Rog, you want to hold her?" Mimi said trying to hand her to Roger.
"Um," he started to say.
"Come on take her,"
"You do realize that I've never held a baby before. Well my sister, but I dropped her once."
"Roger Davis would you just hold your daughter, you won't drop her I promise,"
Roger nodded and gently took her from Mimi's arms. He smiled at the sight of her beautiful face and kissed her hand.
A/N: It's short I know but I hope you liked it anyway. There will only be one more chapter after this one. I'm thinking of maybe making a sequel if people want one. So, do you want one?