AN: This chapter is short, but the next one will be up soon. Why? Cause I can stay up later then usual. Why? Cause I don't have to go to school tomorrow! Why, do you ask? Because we had a big snow storm on Thursday night. A lot of people have no power, there are fallen tree branches everywhere. There's a driving ban in the city, so many people aren't allowed to drive down for class. It sounds like a blast, but there's a down side. We have a water overflow warning, meaning we can't shower, do laundry, nothing. Plus there's also a boil water advisory in effect. That's killing me the most, because I'm thirsty, and my only two options are waiting for boiled water to cool or drink diet root beer, which I shouldn't drink because I already had some earlier, and it's not good for me if I keep drinking it. I do have milk, but it expired three days ago.

Anyway, my small rant aside, on with the story: A little Roger/Mimi moment, for the people who, like me, are fans of this pairing.

Roger's head was bent, so his expression was concealed from everyone else. After a long time, he stood up abruptly and marched into his room. After a moment's hesitation, Mimi got up to go in after him. She immediately saw him sprawled out on their bed, his back facing the door. Slowly, she crossed the room and sat down next to him. Only when she gently started rubbing his arm did he look up.

"Mimi," Roger whispered, the beginnings of tears in his eyes.

"I'm here for you, babe," Mimi comforted. Roger looked away.

"I'm sorry."

"For what?"

"I can't imagine… what it must have been like… for you to hear all that."

"What are you talking about?"

"April and I could have had a kid, Mimi. Doesn't that bother you?" Mimi smiled softly, and tenderly kissed the back of Roger's hand.

"You loved April, Roger. I've accepted that a long time ago," Mimi assured. "Even back when we first met, I knew that she'd always mean something to you. She will always be a part of who you are. But that's just it, don't you see? If it wasn't for her, you and I might never have met. So, in a way, I'm grateful to her." After a brief second, Roger allowed Mimi to cradle his head in her arms.

"I never knew," Roger confessed, crying openly now. "All this time, and I never knew just what happened. I woke up that morning, and saw her shoes by the door, and I got all excited, thinking she'd come back from Michigan. I saw the… the bathroom door closed, and I thought she was just showering, getting the travel dirt off her. I walked in to surprise her… in the shower… and…." Mimi held Roger tighter as his tears fell harder, running her fingers through his hair. They stayed like that for a long time. Finally, after ten minutes, Roger sat back up, and glanced at the window, seeing that it was getting dark.

"I should go," he whispered, getting up.

"Where?" Mimi held his arm, as if fearing he'd do something drastic. Roger looked back at Mimi with a loving glance.

"Emily," he replied. "Don't you remember? That note of hers; she blames herself. I gotta apologize. The last thing I said to her was an accusation that she was not my friend. But she'd taken care of April for two whole months, and while she'd basically been lying by not telling me about all this, she was only doing it to keep me happy."

"Do you want me to come, too?"

"No. This… this is something I gotta do alone. Thanks for the offer, though." Mimi nodded in understanding with a smile on her face. Returning the smile, Roger leaned in to kiss her.

"I love you," he whispered after they had pulled apart.

"I love you, too." Mimi squeezed his hand affectionately as Roger left to talk to Emily.