Joanne

As a lawyer I see things very analytically. People live and people die…it's the archaic circle of life. It's how it goes. But I guess I'm also very sheltered too. Although I know death is there, it's not something one expects to experience. So when Angel suddenly died—we I guess it wasn't so sudden because she did have AIDS—it struck me harder than anything have in a long time. Besides, how could she die? Just a month ago she was fine. We were spending our days at the loft and our nights at the Life. Everything was going fine. She and Collins were the perfect couple, Mark was finding some wonderful footage, Roger and Mimi had finally hit that plateau in their relationship where they felt comfortable with each other, and Maureen and I were still dating.

Maureen…I love that woman so much it's unbearable. She's my morning, my noontime, my night. She's the yin to my yang; I can't survive without her. Wwatching her now, I see her pain and her suffering and there's nothing I want to do more than to comfort her. I wish that I could hold her one last time. Somehow I feel if Angel were here all this would be different. She could always make peace between the two of us. When she was around, we'd never fight longer than a couple of days because she always knew the right thing to say to make us forger about what little we were fighting about. She always reminded us to remember the love. "Without love, what is there?" She'd always say to us. Now, I can honestly say that there is nothing without love. I've experienced that first hand.

We were never too, too close, but Angel and I had something special. I think she had that affect on everyone she was around. I don't know one person who can say that they knew Angel Dumott Schunard that didn't fall in complete love with her. She was the sun; a brightener of everyone's day. Her smile could cut tension and make a room a happier place to be in no time. No one could trump her at that. She was so full of emotion too; she could cry from a sad movie one minute and be laughing the next. I wish I could do that. To just be so free with your emotions has to be one of the greatest things out there.

"Ugh! Joanne! Why can't you ever just see it my way?"

"Well," Joanne yelled angrily storming after Maureen, "If your way wasn't always so stupid then maybe I would!"

"Me? Did you ever think that you could be the problem?"

"Maureen, I don't want to talk about this right now."

"Well I do! Why do things always have to be on your terms?" the diva asked enraged with her girlfriend.

Joanne rolled her eyes as she got ready for bed, "Quit being so melodramatic. I'm going to sleep. Now you can come in the bed with me and we can forget this ever happened, or you can keep on ranting about god knows what!"

Maureen looked at Joanne before huffing and grabbing a pillow, "If you think I'd sleep with you tonight…you're crazy." With that the diva left the room and went to sleep on the couch.

The fight continued into the next day. The couple arrived at the loft still not talking to one another.

"Hey you two!" Angel exclaimed greeting them each with a hug, "How are you?"

"I'm fine," Maureen said without looking at Joanne, "I don't know how that one over there is."

Joanne crossed her arms over her chest, "I'm doing just fine Angel….how are you?"

Angel looked at the arguing lovers, "Um, I'm fine… Are you two in a fight or something?"

"A fight? No! We just can't seem to agree on anything anymore because Joanne is always wrong," Maureen said before going to sit with Collins on the couch.

"How am I always wrong Maureen? How am I? Can you explain that to me? Huh?" Before anyone knew what was going on the couple had erupted into a full fledged fight yet no one could comprehend the real problem at hand.

It was like a tennis match in the loft as the 5 other Bohos watched the two go at it for over ten minutes.

"This is ridiculous," Angel mumbled to herself, "They love each other; I have to stop this foolishness."

"Whoa, hold on a sec Angelcake. You can't just go interrupt a MoJo fight…" Collins said nervously.

"And why not Thomas?"

"Well, because…you just can't!"

"Collin's I have to do something! They're ripping each other's throats out." With that the drag queen went over to where the argument was taking place—the kitchen—and tried to break up the fight.

"Ladies, ladies, ladies! Can we please try to be civil here?!?!"

Joanne and Maureen both looked at Angel breathing hard and waited for her to continue.

Angel smiled, "Thank you! Now what seems to be the problem here…how did this whole thing even start?"

"I know this," Maureen replied, "It was all when…well you see last night…Joanne…I don't remember when this started…" Joanne too seemed flustered. She couldn't seem to recall when or how the fight started either.

"So then why are you two fighting?" asked Angel, "It's obvious you two still love each other…"

Simultaneously the two women answered, "Because she won't say sorry!"

Angel glared at them and shook her head, "Sugar, you both are too old for such childish behavior. If you're going to act like children, I'll treat you like children. Joanne, apologize to Maureen for whatever happened last night."

Joanne, even though she was supposedly the more mature huffed before apologizing. "Sorry Maureen for whatever I did last night," she spat out quickly.

"Maureen sweetie, it's your turn now," Angel said with a smile.

"I'm sorry Joanne for doing something that made you mad last night. And for yelling."

"Aww!! That wasn't that bad was it! You two are so fucking adorable! Now kiss and make up…"

Joanne looked into Maureen's eyes and saw the lust and love build up. The two reached for each other and embraced into a sloppy kiss. There was no doubt that the two still loved each other. They were just being silly. Slowly the kiss grew into something more than just lust, it was a full blown make out session in front of everyone.

"Uh oh Angel, maybe you shouldn't have told them to kiss!" Mimi said laughing at the sight in front of her.

Yep, Angel always knew just what to do to end a fight. It's sad that she's not here to end this one…she'd probably have us back together in no time. God, it's been only two days and I still miss her like crazy. I've never felt this way before. It's like I've lost my sister, or my best friend, or some important part of me. It's like I've been ripped away from someone I loved before her time was up…Damn Angel, I wish you were still here. 'Cause girl, I miss you…I miss you so much.

"Angel was just that: an angel. She always knew what to say to put a smile on a frowning face. She could mend a broken heart almost as easily as she could med a skirt. She was one of the few individuals left in this day and age. She will always be loved, but her legacy will be thoroughly missed."

A/N: Hoping to get up the last two within the next week! Thank you all sooo much for your encouraging reviews. This has really been a hard story to write but I wouldn't have been able to do it without you guys!! gives you all cookies and cupcakes with tasty frosting and sprinkles