Daisy's P.O.V

I could feel the tears run down my cheeks. "Mark I'm sorry." And at the same time Mark said to me

"Daisy I'm sorry." I couldn't help but smile. He ran his hands through my hair it was nice to feel Marks touch. I have missed it so much. His hands then went down my back and onto my arms. Our foreheads were touching and I could feel his breath. His fingers traced my now forming scars on my arms. I shivered as he touched my scars. I couldn't believe he was here right now. "Daisy…I'm sorry I never told you how I felt. I should have told you sooner…"

"Mark don't apologize. Please. I shouldn't have yelled out you. All those words I said I never meant them. Can you forgive me?" Mark looked at me his baby blue eyes shining with tears. Not of sadness but of joy. Tears of joy.

"I forgive you." He said to me cupping my cheek. I held onto his hand and rested my cheek in his palm. Everything seemed perfect in that moment. All the fights we had and all the angered words we spoke seemed to slip away and were forgotten. He then whispered "Can you forgive me?"

"For what. You never did anything to me."

"For hiding my true feelings from you from driving you to this." He said touching my scars again.

"Mark don't be silly." I didn't want to say it to him part of me well falling apart was our break-up but there was so much going on. "It wasn't your fault I just hit a very low point. With everything going on in our little group, Angel's death and I dealing with me own personal shit. But now we have to do worry about that now. What about you Mark? Have you really been starving yourself?"

He bit his lip and looked away from me. "I just couldn't eat. I don't know what happened."

"Mark." I said getting him to look at me again. "We are going to get through this together. I promise." He kissed me again and pulled me closer to him. It may have only been a month since we been together but it felt like an eternity for me. We then heard a cough.

"Excuse me." Mark quickly stood up and messed with his hair. The doctor was standing there with a clipboard. "I need to do a check up on Ms. .Lancaster would you please go into the waiting room Mr. Cohen I'll call for you once I'm done."

"Thank you." Mark said underneath his breath and then walked out of the room. I felt a little embarrassed.

"You seem fine but it would be best to spend the night just to make sure you are alright."

"Thank you doctor." I whispered still rather in a daze with what just happened with Mark. He said he loved me. He really loves me. As the doctor walked out I whispered to myself. "He loves me." I laid back down and closed my eyes falling gently asleep.

Mark's P.O.V

I walked into the waiting room still blushing. She forgave me even after everything I did to her. I can't believe she did. I was so worried she would send me away again but maybe. Even after we broke up she still loved me but she didn't know I loved her. I knew now I can make things right between us and be there for her as she would be there for me.

I found Roger sitting down his head in his hands. I sat down next to him and asked "Are you okay?"

"I don't know where Mimi is? I tried her phone and everything. Do you know where she is Mark?" I wrapped and arm around Roger. God I don't want to seem like this.

"Last I heard she was a rehab center but since then none of us have heard from her? I can help you find her. I know I can the moment we get back home I'll…"

"NO!" Roger shouted.

"What?!"

"You need to get better Mark." Roger looking at me. "When Daisy gets out I'm going to take both of you home and take care of you. Mimi can wait just for a little bit. I need to make sure my best friend is well. Mark you need to get better and I'm going to make sure of it."

"You sure Rog? But Mimi is the most important person in your life? She's your song."

"But you are my best friend Mark. And you come first. And that means me taking care of you. You little shit." He said punching me in the shoulder.

"Asshole." I said punching him back. We then started laughing in the waiting room and started to talk about the good times. Back in the days when everything seemed right. When we would cry La vie Boehme almost every night. When everything was right. It was almost 11 o'clock at night and Roger and I were the only ones in the waiting room.

"You know you should probably call everyone else." I said to Roger after coming back from a vending machine with a couple bag of chips. "They would want to know your back."

"I guess." He said standing up. "But they will probably wonder why I'm calling from a hospital."

I let out a sigh. "You can tell them but none of them can come over tomorrow. I think Daisy and I need a day of rest from the craziness of everyone."

"Okay you know Maureen is going to go all Auntie Mo on your ass."

"Don't remind me." I looked down the hallway. "I'm going to go check on Daisy maybe sleep in the room.

"I'll be out here bud." Roger said. "If you need me."

I gave him a hug and whispered "Thanks." I then walked down the hallway as Roger started to dial the phone. I softly walked into Daisy's room and saw she was sound asleep. She was always so peaceful when she slept. I pulled up the chair and pulled it right next to her. I ran my hands through her hair and remembered all the days we spent together and they were many more to come. I could feel it. I intertwined my hand with hers and slowly fell asleep.