One Man, Two Lives Destroyed
Summary: AU She can think of many reasons to explain to her daughter why her fathers not around – just none of them are the truth. MCxMJ MMxRD JJxOC ADSxTC
Note: So sorry for the really long wait. One of my sisters died in a car accident and I didn't feel up to writing.
If you've lost somebody you truly loved and was always there for you, you know what I mean. xI'll Cover Youx was really nice about it and made sure I had my space for awhile before I went back to writing.
So I'm sorry about the long wait and I hope you can forgive me.
We'll update as soon as we can.
Co-writer and editor: xI'll Cover Youx
Disclaimer: WE DO NOT OWN RENT!
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Chapter 21
Normal POV
Mark took in his new surroundings and sighed. He gave into Kirsten and decided to go and stay with her for a little while. It didn't mean that he was never going to see Maureen again, just yesterday he had called her and asked her to meet him at the coffee shop just a couple of blocks away. He wrapped his scarf around his neck and then grabbed his bag. He felt something weigh him down. He reached into the bag and pulled out a camera. He shook his head – it must have been Kirsten camera. He placed it on the table and walked out the door.
He didn't want to be late.
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Maureen crossed her arms across her chest and sighed, he was late.
He must have gotten distracted by something and decided not to show up. She grabbed her purse and placed it on her shoulder. She then downed the rest of her coffee and threw the cup into the trash can. She walked out the door and looked around at the people moving on the streets. She might as well go and pick Natasha and Mary-Grace up from school
"Maureen!" Mark called and Maureen turned her head to the side. She rolled her eyes and walked over to him.
"Hey Mark, why were you late?" He leaned against the wall and sighed.
"Kirsten was being annoying, I'm thinking of moving out."
"Is that right?" Maureen smiled lightly and walked into the coffee shop and sat down with her back facing the wall. Mark sat down across from her, "And why is that? May I ask?"
"Yeah, it's fine. I don't know, she's just not who she seems to be." Maureen shook her head and looked down at her lap.
"A lot of people are like that."
"You know somebody like that?"
Maureen looked up at Mark before answering, "I used too."
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(Flashback)
"Maureen, are you alright?" Mark questioned as he pushed open the bathroom door. He looked at Maureen who was lying on the bathroom floor in jeans and t-shirt, her growing belly clearly noticeable.
"Yeah, I'm alright. I'm just getting over morning sickness." She placed her hand on her stomach and smiled sadly at Mark who was now sitting next to her.
"Are you feeling alright? Do I need to get you anything?"
"No Mark, I'm fine… Really, just sometimes I get really sick." Maureen turned her head to the side and placed her head on Mark's knee. She flipped through a magazine and read a paragraph out-loud.
"… Love is something that you cannot buy. It is something that you have to feel and you cannot fake it because people will see through you. You know when you are in love because you'll always want to be around that person and you'll never want to see them go. They will feel the same way about you and they will always be there for you." Maureen smiled and pushed some of her hair out of her face, "Just like you and I."
Mark smiled and echoed her, "Just like you and I."
(End of flashback)
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"Maureen, are you alright?" Mark asked and waved a hand in front of her.
She smiled and then shook her head, "Sorry I was just thinking."
"Yeah, about what?" Mark questioned and picked up his mug. He placed his lips on the edge of the cup and sipped it slowly waiting for Maureen to continue on what she was thinking. When she didn't he just sighed. "Maureen, you promise not to tell anyone what I'm going to tell you?"
"Okay, I promise."
Mark looked out the window before continuing. "I think I've known you before this."
"What are you talking about?" Maureen jerked back so her back was resting on the back-rest of the booth. Mark shook his head.
"I knew it, I must be crazy."
"You mean that you've seen me before and you remember me from before?"
"Yes, isn't that crazy?" Mark questioned and Maureen shook her head.
"It's not crazy Mark, it's true."
"What are you talking about? I've known you before all of this? But how can that be possible? Kirsten told me that I didn't know you at all and you first came into my life after I woke up from… Whatever I was asleep from."
"But don't you see Mark? You don't remember how you feel asleep and you can't remember anything from your childhood. Maybe I can help you remember… I was from your past, before all of this happened."
"Are you serious?"
"Yes I'm serious, I wouldn't lie about these things."
Mark held up his hands, "Whoa Maureen, slow down. This is all so new for me."
"But I've been waiting forever for you to just notice that I was in your life way before Kirsten ever was!" Maureen sighed and turned to look out the window, "Never-mind, it means nothing anymore."
"So there was something that Kirsten wasn't telling me."
"Yes Mark, there is… There are a lot of things that you don't know anymore."
"Well then will you tell me Maureen, I want too remember." He leaned forward and rested his elbows on the table and looked at Maureen who just shook her head.
"Maybe you're not ready for this."
"You'll never know if you don't try Maureen."
"Okay well Mark… This might come as a surprise, but… Well we knew each other before your accident."
"Accident?"
"Yes, you fell on your head causing something to happen." Maureen shifted her position and shook her head sadly, "Maybe you shouldn't hear this."
"No, go on Maureen, I want to know."
"The accident is a long story and I don't think it should be told now. But basically after you went into a coma for two years, they thought you wouldn't wake up for forty years at least. So I got engaged-"
"Wait Maureen, did I know you before?"
"Yes you did… We were kinda engaged before."
"We were?" Mark questioned and Maureen nodded her head.
"Natasha's your daughter." Maureen mumbled and Mark shook his head, gesturing that he hadn't heard her or wasn't sure of what she said.
"What?"
"Natasha's your daughter."
End of Chapter 21
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