A/N: Hey, everyone! I've finally updated! Here she is, the one you've all been waiting for... ANGEL DUMOTT SCHUNARD! (thunderous applause)
OMG IT'S A GHOST!
April turned to the wall. "Angel! What was that for?"
Angel walked through the wall. She was in the same ridiculous outfit as April (long, white robe with a silver sash tied in a bow around the waist) and was wearing her favorite black wig. If it weren't for the fact that she was semitransparent, she wouldn't have looked like she had ever died. She smiled warmly at her friends. "Hola!" she chirped.
Mimi was clinging to Roger's arm, trying to contain her excitement. Collins was speechless, but ecstatic. Everyone else looked glad, too.
April smiled, despite the fact that she felt completely shoved aside. "Hey, is Aly still in there?" she asked Angel.
Angel nodded. "You gonna go get her?"
"We'll be inside if you need us," April said, and she glided through the wall.
"Who's Aly?" asked Mimi.
"Whoa, Chica, don't bite off more that you can chew," said Angel.
Roger, Maureen, Collins, and Mark all nodded in agreement. Roger in particular seemed anxious, and for good reason.
April and Aly had just glided through the wall.
Alyssa Davis looked nothing like she had when she died, though. She had actually gotten older, to the point where she was five years old. Then she stopped growing.
Alyssa had died three years before April had. Her mother started using smack again after losing her daughter (the pain was more than she could bear), and that was when she and Roger first got AIDS. The rest is history.
April smiled at Roger. "Did you miss her?" she asked, tilting her head towards the little girl.
Aly hid behind April's knee. Although she was physically mature, she was mentally and emotionally younger than most five year olds.
Roger bent over. "Hey, Aly. Remember me?"
Mimi looked more bewildered than ever.
Alyssa shook her head and buried her face in April's skirt.
"Aw, Niña, it's ok. Remember what your Mommy said earlier? She told you that you'd be seeing your father soon," said Angel.
Aly peeked out slightly and nodded.
"She's so cute," Maureen whispered.
"Mommy, who dat?"
April smiled. "You know them, Al! That's Daddy, and Uncle Marky, and Uncle Collins, and Auntie Mo."
"Ooo, I like the sound of that!" said Maureen. "Auntie Mo, Auntie Mo, Auntie Mo," she mumbled, trying it out.
Aly laughed. "Auntie Mo, you'we siwwy!"
"She likes me!" squealed Maureen, hugging her lover. "She really likes me!"
"But she's afraid of me," said Roger sadly. "Her own father…"
Mimi looked on, her eyes wide. Angel sashayed over. "What's wrong, Chica?"
"I never knew… I told him everything…"
"Well," said Angel. "He's not real proud of all of this."
"What do you mean?"
Angel sighed. "Well, it's a long story, and it's not my place to tell it."
"Please, Angel?" Mimi pouted.
"Fiiiiiine," she laughed. "That's Alyssa, Roger and April's daughter."
"Did she die of AIDS?" asked Mimi, biting her lip.
"No," Angel said heavily. "No, she didn't. She never had AIDS. She was a, shall we say, difficult baby. And you know how impatient Roger is normally."
Mimi smiled. "Yeah."
"Well, when he's high, tired, and frustrated, it's worse. Way worse."
"Let me guess, she wouldn't stop crying so Roger beat her to a pulp?" she asked, fearful of the answer.
"No. He shook her until she stopped."
"Oh. My. God."
Roger was trying to coax his daughter's ghost out of hiding.
Mimi stared at them. "I really don't want to interfere with anything…"
"You won't be. This part of Roger's life is over. He's moved on," Angel said, hoping Mimi would believe her.
The Latina nodded. "You're right."
Then, April pretty much ruined Angel's story. "There's a way you can fix your mistake, Roger."
Angel glided over to the other ghosts. "April, baby, can I talk to you?"
April nodded, puzzled.
The two spirits glided through the wall, leaving Aly alone and afraid.
"Roger…" said Mimi, walking closer to him. He put his arm around her shoulder.
"What is it, Meems?" he asked, not taking his gaze off of Alyssa's terrified semi-transparent form.
"I'm kinda worried about what will happen now…"
"Nothing will change. We just got to see loved ones again. It's not like either of them can come back to life."
Mimi concurred. "Yeah, I guess…" But she wasn't entirely convinced.
Meanwhile, on the other side of the wall…
"What, Angel?" asked April, braiding her hair the way she always did when she was nervous.
"Mimi's feeling left out. She thinks Roger's gonna leave her now. And it's because you brought Aly out there," Angel accused.
"Are you serious? Roger's not going to do anything!"
"I know, but Mimi…"
"Mimi's just paranoid."
"Don't talk about her like that!"
April made to go back into the other room, but Angel grabbed her (both of them being ghosts, they could physically touch without risking going through the person).
"What do you plan to tell Roger?" She looked at her friend's face. "Oh no… Not the 'once in a millennium offer'!"
April blushed and pulled away. "So?"
"You can't! It'll tear them apart, a choice like that! Aren't they miserable enough?"
April shrugged. "That is true, but I think they should decide." And with that she left.
Angel shook her head and followed her, filled with fear and dread.