Thanks for the reviews of the last two chapters. I know that the last few chapters have been pretty heavy, but I wanted to get the history and basis of the story out of the way. I promise that this story won't be a typical Mimi has a baby story. I hope you guys are getting some of your questions answered. If you have any requests, let me know. I'm open to anything. Anyways, I'm not too sure I like how this chapter turned out, but it's a lot lighter, which I had intended. Also, look for there to be more Mark storyline coming in the next chapter and Mark/Roger/Collins friendship.

Roger looked at Mimi and put his head down. "Mimi, I can't tell you why I have that."

She shook her head and sat up on the bed, "Roger, this isn't going to work if you can't be honest with me."

Her voice grew angrier, "Damn it Roger, I gave this stuff up for you." A tear rolled down her cheek.

He pulled her down into a hug and her head rested on his chest. "I thought about using it, but I just couldn't. I was so angry and confused," he tried to continue but Mimi interrupted him.

"Buy why? Why can't you just tell me?" She raised her head, tears in her eyes.

"I promise I'll tell you Mimi," he said rubbing her head gently. "Let's get rid of this." He took the powder from her hand and motioned her towards the bathroom.

They flushed it down the toilet. "You know, we're not done talking about this," Mimi said in a harsh tone, "I can't believe you of all people."

"I know," he whispered. He was disappointed in himself. He knew that he had messed up.

"I love you," she paused looking at the ring on her finger, "Just don't forget that."

"I know," he kissed her fore head, "I love you too."

They slid back into bed and Roger quickly drifted into a deep sleep, snoring lightly. Mimi thought back on her conversation with Mark early and felt her flat stomach. She had to tell him soon, before she started to show.

Something was really wrong with him though. She knew it had to do with April. She hated the distance that had been between them during the past week. Soon, she was lost in her thoughts and fell asleep.

When she left Roger in bed that morning, Mark and Collins already had coffee ready in the loft. Both men had devious smiles on their faces as she sat at the table.

"Mark, you told him," she said slapping the blonde's arm and shooting him a look.

"Well I told him the whole story after what happened with Roger last night," he shrugged.

"Congratulations Mommy," Collins added, "So when are you gonna tell him?" He raised an eyebrow at her.

"You try telling Mr. Negativity this kind of news and you can let me know," she said back to him.

"Maureen and Joanne are on their way over, maybe you should go wake Roger up. We're going to the Life for lunch," Mark said sipping from his coffee mug.

Mimi put her head down and walked over to the sink where Mark was. She put a hand on his shoulder. He looked surprised.

"Mimi?"

"I just don't know how to tell him Mark," she began to cry.

"It'll be ok Mimi. I promise. We can do it together if you want."

"No, it's not that," Her voice got quiet, "He bought smack last night Mark. I'm worried. He won't talk to me."

"He wants to Mimi, but it's hard for him. Remember, you're keeping something from him too." He did have a point. She nodded. She trusted him. He hadn't used, and she understood how hard it was.

The gang gathered at the Life around their normal tables, laughing and casually drinking. Mimi conveniently ordered a water instead of a beer, and Roger hadn't seemed to notice.

Roger kissed her cheek and went to the bathroom. Once he disappeared Maureen spoke loudly, "Mimi, I brought you something." Mimi wiggled in her chair as Maureen grabbed a bag from underneath her chair.

"Maureen, what is it?" She reached into the bag and pulled out an odd looking contraption. Mimi winced at it for a moment. "A breast pump," she paused to look at Collins hiding his face, "You guys can't keep secrets can you?"

They all laughed a little while Mimi held the pump up looking at it with wide eyes. "Well," Maureen started, "I wanted to be the first to give you a present."

"Maureen," she reached into the bag, "ooh pacifiers and oh my god look at the bib."
It read I love my Daddy. It was the first time that Mimi actually seemed happy about having a baby. Ironically, it was at that moment that it hit her that she still had HIV. She couldn't breast feed a baby.

"Thank you," she said leaning over to hug Maureen. Collins and Mark had pouts on as Mimi glared at them. "I forgive you boys, but please let me tell Roger on my own." They smiled, and Roger back to the table.

They had all forgotten that the breast pump was still set in the middle of the table. Roger picked it up and examined it. "What the hell is this?" he laughed holding it and turning it in the air.

"Roger, that's just one of Maureen and Joanne's toys," Mimi said quickly. He threw it down on the table and Maureen quickly scooped it up.

"I don't want to know," he said putting a hand on his head.

"You feeling ok Rog?" Mimi asked rubbing his arm.

"Yea, just a headache that's all. I think I need an aspirin or something."

"I have some in my bag," Mimi said as she threw her bag in his lap. He rummaged through it, finally picking out her makeup bag. It was the medicine that she had gotten from the clinic. It wasn't aspirin, but it couldn't hurt.

"No, Roger, that's not" Mimi laughed out loud as Roger swallowed two pills from the bottle. Mark joined Mimi in her laughter. It was prenatal vitamins.

"What?" he asked raising an eyebrow and zipping the bag back shut. When he went to hang the bag on the back of her chair, a pacifier fell out.

Maureen quickly picked it up and shoved it into his mouth. "And this, Roger, is for you," she reacted quickly, "Stop being such a baby." She giggled to herself, proud that she had come up with something so fast.

"You guys are even weirder than usual today," he said shrugging and taking a bite of his hamburger. He threw the pacifier at Maureen.

The others snickered to themselves. Mimi wondered how he could be so naïve. It was almost a relief that Roger was so oblivious. She continued eating her salad and Roger's hand slid and rested on her knee.

"Love you baby," he said leaning over to give her a light kiss. Him saying the word sent shivers down her spine.

"Mmm, what was that for?" she asked innocently.

"For loving me so much," he laughed, "And dealing with lazy, stubborn ass."

"But I love that ass," she laughed pinching him.

Roger placed a twenty dollar bill down on the table as they got up. He had been making more money since he had been bartending and playing a gig or two a week. Also, Mimi had gotten a job as a dance teacher in a small studio, with Benny's help.

The group got up and Roger put an arm around Mimi's waist, resting on her hip. As his fingers grazed her stomach she got butterflies. She smiled up at him, and pulled her closer.

It had started to rain by the time they had left the Life. Roger grabbed Mimi and ran with her in his arms back to the Loft. Mark was fretting that his camera was getting wet. Maureen screamed that her hair was frizzing, and Joanne followed her with an umbrella. Collins seemed to ignore the rain and walked laughing casually behind them.

They collapsed in the middle of the loft, soaking wet and laughing. Mimi rang out her shirt over Roger's head. He swatted her away and they walked hand in hand into the bedroom. "We should get you out of those wet clothes," he whispered into her ear before shutting the door. The others watched for a moment and continued to pose and laugh for Mark as he filmed them in their soaking clothes.

Roger threw his wet shirt at Mimi and it landed on her head. She slid out of her skirt and put on a pair of his sweatpants. "Comfy?" he asked, wrapping his arms around her waist from behind.

He kissed her neck, holding onto her wet shirt. "Roger, everyone's right outside." She tried not to show him her smile.

She turned to him, giving into his kiss as he trailed down her front. "Roger stop," she giggled. She tightened when his lips met her stomach.

"What?" he looked up at her. He was on his knees, his hands planted on her hips. "We're all alone."

"Actually," she took a deep breath, "We're not exactly alone."

"Come again?" he said seductively, moving up from his knees, meeting her eyes.

"There's three of us here." She couldn't believe that she actually had said it. She waited a minute for a reaction.

"Even if Maureen and Joanne are gone, Mark's used to this by now," she said rubbing her back.

"Come on Roger. That's not what I mean," she said running her hands through his hair which was now curly from the rain. He gave her a confused look as he again moved his lips to her neck. "Roger," she said, somewhat annoyed, "Did you hear me? I said there are three of us in the room."

"Not from what I can see," he said going over to lock the door. She had to give him credit for his persistence. Normally, she would have already given into him. He made his way back over to her.

She took his hand in her own and placed it on her stomach, "See," she said searching his eyes. He focused on her brown eyes, the ones that had brought him back to life. "Roger, three of us."

His eyes looked back and forth from her stomach to her face. His faced scrunched up as if he was concentrating. "I-uhh- Mimi?" Thud.

The others were sitting around the couch in the loft when they heard a loud thump from the bedroom.

Collins let out a hearty laugh. "Either things got kinky in there or Roger found out." Just then Mimi opened the door to the bedroom, exposing Roger who had fainted onto the floor, still shirtless.

She shrugged, "He took it better than I thought."