A/N: So! Sorry for the late update, been busy making up a class in summer school and whatnot. But anyways, heads up on this chapter. There is already tons of fics that take up a chapter or more of someone in the hospital and whats going on. Describing breathing, grief, all that jazz. Didn't wanna do it, though I'm not knocking other hospital ones. They're great! I just don't wanna. So lets not and say we did! :)

Disclamer: I don't own, I rent! haha

Mimi was doing a little better besides a few broken bones, bruises, and a battered ego. Only in the hospital for 2 weeks, and has been out of the hospital for the past month and a half. Her and Roger weren't officialy back together though he was with her most of the time and was very supportive. Mimi agreed to go to a pyscologist who diagnosed her as bipolar and gave her some meds which Roger was sure she took. Her temper was dieing down everyday, and everyday the old Mimi seemed to emerge from within this dark Mimi that nearly died.

Rehab, yes of course she did that on her own. Roger was proud. Dealing with recovery and withdrawl wasn't pleasant at all, even with Roger there to help her through it. Roger still had plans to propose when the time was right. Soon, he hoped. But on the other hand, Mimi wasn't sure she could handle a relationship in her state though she couldn't stay just friends with the rocker for long. She was still very much in love with him.

About the women who had hit Mimi with her pickup truck. She felt horrible, though Mimi did not hate the women at all. But the women, Beth, insisted on paying the hospital bills which Mimi argued a bit then eventually gave in seeing it would ease the womens guilt.

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Mimi's POV

Ugh, my body definetly took more abuse than anyone deserves. And I did it to myself, kinda sorta. Of course, Roger blamed himself which made me feel more like shit. Damage? I had a broken arm, 2 fractured ribs and a bunch of bruises scattered around my body including a few not so huge but not so small ones on my face. Roger insisted I was still as beautiful as ever. What did I do to deserve such kindness?

I was getting dressed to go to the pharmasist with Maureen for more AZT along with my meds for my 'condition'. This was getting outa hand. Maureen was a great friend though, when Roger wasn't there she was. Helping me shower, get dressed. A true angel. Angel helped as well, with my emotional problems. Calming me when I blamed myself for Roger's unhappyness, and bringing me out to eat and just hanging out.

"Ah! Careful.." I whined as Maureen took off my current shirt quickly and put on anouther.

"Suck it up, toots. Your gonna have to stop babying it and bend it like your Doctor said." Maureen said with a all to chipper smile on her face while I rubbed my right arm. The hard cast was taken off last week, and I was supposed to bend it as far as I could. But it hurt like fucking hell. I looked down and watched as she fixed my shirt and made me feel like a infint. It was a nice black buttoned shirt. Sleeves so short it was like a tank top, and she unbottoned the top 3 so it showed just the right amount of cleavage.

"What do you think?" she asked me as she stepped back crossing her arms over her chest with a all to proud look on her face. I turned and looked into the body length mirror and smiled.

"Wow, thanks." I whispered astounded. She'd fixed me up good, make-up that covered most of the bruises and scars, a the sexy outfit. The shorts seemed a little to short, but she said Roger would love it which made me blush. yeah yeah, I still loved him. But, putting him through my drama instead of being a girlfriend to him didn't seem fair. Though, being just his friend didn't seem fair to him either.

"Now, lets hurry. Joanne is coming home early tonight, so I'm in for some action." the drama queen smirked. I giggled and shook my head opening my mouth to speak when my cell phone vibrated in my pocket. I saw Roger's name and smiled opening it. Gift from Jo.

"Hey, Rog." I answered suddenly shy and quiet.

"Hey, Meems. I was wondering, if your not to busy, would you mind coming up tonight? Mark will be out and I'd love to talk to you."

I swallowed hard and looked at Maureen for reasurance. After she motioned with her hands I nodded and turned my back towards her. "Sure I'll come up." I answered. I could hear and see a smile forming on his angelic face after I agreed. We said our goodbyes then hung up and Maureen quickly grabbed my hand and zipped me down the stairs and to a waiting cab. Lesbian sex was really that amazing she had to rebreak my arm, eh?

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An hour passed by and I waved to Maureen as she got back into the cab and the driver drove off to Mau's. I turned and opened the main door to the loft building and headed upstairs to my loft, dropped off my pills then headed upstairs to Rogers. I stood at the door a moment, gathering my thoughts and trying to control myself before anything happened. He wanted to talk, about what? Nothing bad, obviously. Seeing as he was so happy on the phone and even more so when I agreed.

I knocked and the door moved a bit. "Meems? Come in." came Roger's voice. I swallowed and pushed the door open with my good arm and walked cautiously into the loft. Geez, you'd swear the place was wired with bombs and I was trying to rob them the way I creeped in.

She looked around the loft, then at the big metal table which had a few candles and some plates of delicious looking food on it. "Wow.." I whispered smelling it and slipping off my coat setting it on a chair were Roger's coat already lay. "Roger?" I called out to him stunned at the room's new look. So, Romantic. Candles everywhere, soft music playing. It hit me then that Mimi knew he had something up his sleeve, because at that moment I remembered that last Saturday Maureen was crying her eyes out when she found out Jo had to fly out to LA to attend a wedding then to Tuscon AZ for a big case and wouldn't be back until next Friday.

"Mimi, wow, you look nice." Roger said and I turned around seeing him, gorgeous as ever. I flashed him a shy smile and he nodded over to the table were he ever pulled out my chair! Wow, it seemed very very corny honestly. But sweet all the same. I'd never seen him this way, well, yeah I have but when we were together.

Dinner was great, he cooked it himself. Even showed me the dishes to prove it. Anouther big step for Rog. He never cooked for me before except soup when I was sick. Our conversations were just normal 'what'd you do today' shit. Nothing out of the ordinary. Ugh, but I spoke to soon when he sat me at the couch and sighed before speaking.

"Mimi, we've been through so so much together and I know that I haven't been the best boyfriend when it came to your choices and what you want. Just myself." he began.

"Roger.. please don't-" he cut me off putting a finger to my lips. God, I almost melted at his touch.

"Please, let me." he whispered. I nodded and he sat back to continue. "I blame myself for everything. Not noticing something was up with you, not being around much. Only careing about things I wanted. But, see I really really want for us to be together again. A home together, maybe a family and marriage.." he blushed hard and ran a hand through his hair. I sniffled and felt tears filling my eyes and soon they spilled over.

He noticed and wiped them away with his thumbs and gently caressed my cheaks. My eyes closed and I exhaled remaining silent for a few moments. He gave me my peace and sat back waiting for something from me. "Roger.." I breathed after a few moments. "To have you back in my life, would please me very much. I just.. I have so much bagage I don't want to put it all on you." his finger went to my lips again.

"I love you, Mimi Marquez. I'm prepared to deal with anything you throw at me. Just, please, one more chance with you is all I ask." he whispered. My heart was pounding and my hands getting sweaty and clamy as a huge urge washed over me. My ankle began shaking involuntaraly as I crossed my legs and looked into his blue-green eyes. Butterflies filled my stomach and for a moment I thought I was floating.

"Roger.." I breathed again. He perked up and waited. "I love you too." I whispered.

He smiled at me and licked his lips waiting for more. I rolled my eyes playfully seeing he was making me ask. "Jesus, will you be mine?" I asked. He nodded and I giggled taking both his hands in mine. I kissed the top of both hands and when I looked up I got a quick peak into his eyes before I felt the warmth of his lips molding into mine. That felt soooo good! kissing him, it was just.. Wow!

My hands went up around his neck and he cupped my face making the kiss last longer. Several times I had to remind myself to breath. We parted for a moment, exchanging love filled glances then our lips met once more. Getting bold, my tounge parted his lips and slipped into his mouth which he gladly began to play with. Our tounges tangled in a dance making my heart race until he pulled back and pressed his lips below my ear.

"I love you."

"I love you too." I whispered.

I shivered from the cold, and was gently lifted by the muscular Rocker and carried to his bedroom. Fuck blankets, Roger found a much better way to heat me up and I wasn't gonna argue this one.

Nice make-up sex, eh? Lol. Short chapter, yes. Sorry! Just wanted a nice fluff type chapter, lol. Plus I was kinda rushed, storming here and don't want the power failing while I'm writing and whatnot. One or two more chapters and thats it, was gonna end it here but a bit more drama coming and maybe, romance? xDD wait and see!. Reviews would be lovely! Thanks to all of my past reviewers. Any suggestions BTW? I'm always up to hear opinions and thoughts. But Mimi isn't gonna be such a bitch anymore, or is she? dun dun dunnnnnnn... lol!