Disclaimer: I do own the music book, but that's about it
A/N: Happy Halloween guys! Uh yeah, another chapter. This is sort of a filler chapter, so it's gonna be short.
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Hospital
Maureen walked into the hospital room with Mark's scarf still around her neck. "Jesus, you guys look like someone died" she said with a laugh, unwinding the scarf and tossing it at Mark.
"Oh my god…" Mark cried, looking at her. "You're alive. You're okay." Roger just started at her, his jaw hanging open. Maureen nodded. "I scared you guys…didn't I?" she asked quietly, the realization hitting her.
Roger nodded slowly. "We thought you were dead…" he said, standing to and walking towards her. "I'm so sorry" she murmured. "The doctors had to check me out anyways…they wanted to make sure she didn't hurt me."
"She won't hurt you anymore" Mark murmured, watching Roger hug her tightly. He felt his throat tighten, wishing he was the one holding her.
Roger let go of her, kissing her cheek lightly. "Mo, you're moving into the loft, okay?" Mark nodded in agreement. "You can have Collins' room."
She shook her head. "No. Guys, I couldn't…I don't have any of my stuff." Roger held up a hand. "That's where you're wrong. One of the officers said he was going to clear out your stuff. I told him what was yours."
Maureen sighed. "Just until I find my own place, okay?" The boys both nodded. "Can we discharge you now?" Mark asked, looking around.
"Oh, I'm already discharged. I just had to find you two." She said with a small smile. "Let's get out of this hellhole" Mark stood and walked over to her. "Shall we?" he asked with a smile, holding his hand out.
"We shall" she said, taking both of their hands and walking out of the room. Once they were out of the hospital, Maureen grinned at them. "Thank you…for everything." She said, squeezing their hands gently.
"Of course" Roger said with a slight nod, smiling back at her. "Anything for you." Mark added, smiling as well.
Maureen's bags of clothing were sitting outside the loft when they arrived. "You might as well unpack" Mark said with a smile.
Maureen nodded, dragging the bags to Collins' room. "Thanks again guys. I owe you big time"
Mark looked over at Roger after she was in the room. "She's going to have one hell of a time deciding…" Roger muttered, running his fingers through his hair nervously. Mark sighed. "Maybe she won't decide…maybe she'll just live here for a bit. I don't know."
Roger grumbled something under his breath, grabbing a beer from the fridge. "She's going to drive us insane."
Mark laughed. "That's one thing we do know"
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A/N: Muha. Uh yeah. Message me with who you want Maureen to go with. Cuz I have no clue as of right now. Sorry it's so short