"Um... Brenda, are you there?" Roger asked sitting heavily in the chair.
"Yeah Roger. I'm here." she said cautiously looking up at Chelsea.
"You have a daughter?" he asked quietly holding the phone in his hands.
"We Roger. We have a daughter. I didn't want you to find out like this." she started as tears came to her eyes.
"We? As in, I'm her father?" he asked looking down.
"Yeah Roger. Her name is Rose Michelle Davis and she's 4 and a half." she said as tears started falling from her eyes.
"Rose Michelle Davis? You were pregnant when you left?" he asked looking down.
"Yeah Roger. Can you please just come down here? We can talk about things. Please." she cried as Chelsea caressed her arm.
"Um... yeah. There are some things I need to talk to you about too. My flight is tomorrow morning at 7 am. I'll be in at 10." he said still surprised.
"I'll pick you up from the airport. I'll bring Rosie with me so you two can meet." she said looking up at Chelsea.
"OK. Um.. Bren." he called out as Brenda smiled.
"I love you too Roger." she smiled wiping the tears from her face.
"I never stopped you know." he said looking down.
"I know. You promised you never would." she smiled looking up.
"I never did." he whispered looking down.
"I know Baby. I'll see you in the morning." she smiled before they hung up the phone. "Oh my God, I never wanted him to find out like that." she cried looking up at Chelsea.
"How did he take it?" she asked looking down at her.
"Good actually. I think. I don't know. I used to be able to read him so well. Even over the phone, but after 5 years... I don't know." she said looking up at her.
"He still loves you?" she asked looking over at her.
"He said he never stopped." she told her starting to cry.
"I told you sweetie." she smiled as Rose ran into the room.
"Mommy, who was that man on the phone?" she asked climbing up on to her bed.
"Rosie, that was your daddy. He's coming to see us tomorrow." she smiled looking over at her as she wiped her eyes.
"He is? My daddy is coming?" she asked excitedly.
"Yeah sweetie, he is." she smiled as the little girl jumped on the bed.
"Yay, my daddy's coming." she yelled as Brenda and Chelsea laughed at the girls excitement.
"Are you sure he's gonna be here?" Chelsea asked looking over at Brenda.
"The one thing I remember about Roger is that he never breaks a promise. Especially to me." she smiled looking over at her.
"Oh my... Um. Wow." Roger whispered standing over the phone.
"Rog, what's going on?" Mark asked looking up from the counter in the kitchen.
"Um... you are not gonna believe this." he started as he went over to the window seat and sitting down heavily.
"What's the matter? Is everything OK?" he asked looking over at him.
"I um... Oh man, I have to call Collins." he said getting up and going to the phone.
"Roger, what's wrong? Is Brenda OK?" he asked looking up at him.
"Yeah, Um... I need Collins to come over." he told him dialing the phone.
"Roger, you're scaring me. What did she say?" he asked approaching him.
"Let me just call Collins and I'll tell you both, OK? I just need to wrap my head around this." he said as the phone rang.
"Hello." Collins said answering the phone.
"Collins, you need to come over now. I need to talk to you." he said holding the phone tight.
"What happened Roger? Are you OK?" he asked worried.
"Yeah, just please come over as soon as possible. I need to tell you something." he said looking down at his feet.
"I'm coming now. I'll be there in 5 minutes. Are you sure you're OK?" he asked looking up at the pictures of him and Angel that adorned the walls in his apartment.
"Yeah, I'm fine. Just hurry, OK?" he said before hanging up the phone and going to the couch. He put his head in his hands thinking about Brenda. How could she have kept this from him for 5 years? He had a 4 and a half year old daughter and he was just finding out about her now. He got up and went into his room. He opened his closet and began digging through the box on the floor. The box that had all of Brenda's things. Pictures, momentos, things she left behind when she left. He took out the pictures of her and looked down at it. "How Bren? How could you have not told me about our daughter?" he asked looking down at the picture.
"Roger, where are you? Roger." Collins yelled entering the loft.
"He's in his room. Brenda called." Mark said rushing over to him.
"Oh my God. You're kidding. Roger." he called out again going into the bedroom. He saw Roger sitting on the floor in front of his closet holding a picture of him and Brenda. "Roger, what did she say?" he asked looking over at him.
"Collins, I have a daughter." he said quietly as Mark stood behind him.
"You what?" Mark asked looking down at him.
"She was pregnant when she left?" Collins asked looking down at him.
"Apparently. And now I have a 4 and a half year old daughter who I've never met." he said looking up at him with tears in his eyes.
"What are you gonna do Roger?" Collins asked going over to him.
"I'm gonna go to Florida and bring my wife and daughter home. I have to." he said looking up at him.
"What about everything that's happened? It's been 5 years." he asked kneeling down next to him.
"None of it matters Collins. I have a second chance with Bren and we have a daughter." he said looking up at him.
"But Roger, Mimi just died. Don't you think it's too soon for you to be making a decision like this?" he asked looking down at him.
"She sent Brenda and my daughter back to me." he said wiping the tears from his face.
"You think Mimi is responsible for Brenda calling you?" he asked looking down at him.
"How else do you explain it? Brenda's been gone for 5 years and all of a sudden she calls out of the blue and I find out I have a daughter." he said looking up at him.
"I guess Mimi could have had something to do with it." he smiiled sitting on the floor next to him.
"When Mimi was sick, I used to tell her about Bren all the time. She made me promise to look for her after she died. It's been 6 months, I guess this is her way of getting me off my ass." he smiled looking up at him.
"You and Bren have a little girl." Collins smiled looking down at him.
"Her name is Rose Michelle Davis." Roger smiled as tears ran down his face.
"RMD, huh?" he asked smiling at him.
"I have to pack. I'm leaving for Florida first thing in the morning. Bren's picking me up at the airport and she's bringing my daughter with her." he smiled looking up at him.
"How...?" Collins started before Roger cut him off.
"Jo. I called her and told her I needed to go to Florida as soon as possible. She had some frequent flyer miles so she set it all up for me and everything. I leave at 7." he said looking up at him.
"You really think you can bring her back?" Collins asked looking down at him.
"I have to. She's my wife Collins. This is our home. It's always been mine and Brenda's home." he said looking up at him.
"And what if she won't come?" he asked looking down at him.
"Then I'm just gonna have to move there to be with them." he said as Mark smiled down at him.
"They're your family Roger, you have to do what you have to do. But just think before you do it, OK?" he said looking back at the door before looking back at Roger.
"Go get her Roger." Mark smiled looking over at them.
"I will. I need to pack." he said looking down at him.
"I will. Thanks guys." he smiled before getting up and starting to pack.