When the pair heard the sound of the door to the apartment opening, they simply turned their heads, no attempts to actually move away from one another. Seeing that they were both expecting Roger and Mimi or even Collins but to their surprise they saw Joanne. And seeing the obvious pissed look on the woman's face the two quickly separated from one another, making sure there was a good enough distance between themselves before giving Joanne their full attention.

"Hey, Pookie." Maureen greeted. Attempting to be somewhat normal as she gave her girlfriend a smile while she wiped the still fresh tears that were staining her cheeks.

Joanne hated it when she called her that. Pookie. She remembered the first time that Mark had told her about that little nickname that Maureen calls her boy/girlfriends when she's up to or hiding something. Rolling her eyes a little with a sigh as she took a couple steps forwards, her left hand raising up a bit with her pointer finger sticking up. "What is going on here?" She finally spoke up, wanting an explanation for why her girlfriend was cuddling up to Mark with tears rolling down her cheeks.

They looked at one another a moment or two, both trying to figure out what would be the best way to explain the situation without infuriating the woman anymore than she already was but unfortunately there was nothing they could really say that wouldn't eventually come out. Considering Joanne would figure out that Maureen was pregnant due to the coming months when she would begin to show. It was something they couldn't lie about, they had to just let it out in the open. No matter what the consequences.

Maureen looked away from Mark first and looked down at her hands. Knowing that she needed to be the one who broke the news. Mark wouldn't be able to handle the wrath of Joanne once the cat was out of the bag like she would. Taking a deep breath before standing herself up, rubbing her palms against her black leather pants. Pants that were skin tight. 'I won't be able to wear these very much longer. Oh god! I'm gonna be fat! I'll have to wear those stretchy pants for old fat ladies!' She thought to herself, getting a bit side tracked before snapping out of it to look back at Joanne who was glaring at her.

"Joanne..." She says softly, giving her a sweet and innocent smile. "Pookie." She was stalling and she knew it but how was she going to explain that her and Mark had sex two months ago and it led to her having a bun in the oven. It was now or never. "I'm pregnant."

'Very subtle, Maureen.' Mark thought as he sat there on the couch, watching Maureen carefully before switching his eyes over to look at Joanne. She was livid. The wrath was about to come and he knew it.

Joanne's eyes widened at the confession. The look was somewhat similar to Mark's when Maureen had first told him. It was a look of pure and utter shock. This was obviously not what she was expecting. She knew who her girlfriend was. A flirt. Boy or girl. Maureen would flirt with you. But lately they both got over their insecurities about one another and getting along perfectly. And now this. 'Pregnant?' The word filled her mind as she tried to gather her thoughts and that was when the shock disappeared and the fury came out. 'Maureen cheated! She fucking cheated! And got knocked up! I'm going to kill that guy! No, I'm gonna kill Maureen!' Her thoughts were now racing. "Your what?" Was the only thing that she could think of to say.

But before she let Maureen confirm what she had just been told, Joanne started ranting. "Pregnant?" She yelled out. "What the hell, Maureen?" Turning around so that her back was to this woman whom she loved. The woman whom she thought loved her too. "How could you do this to us?" Turning back around once she called herself down some. "I thought you were done with all that shit!"

This had been the reaction that Maureen had been expecting and dreading at the same time the moment she had found out that she was pregnant. She had some serious ass kissing to do if she wanted to say with Joanne. "I'm so sorry, baby." She tried, moving a bit closer but stopped when her girlfriend backed away from her. "It was an accident...it just happened."

"It just happened?" Joanne snapped. "Getting knocked up isn't something that just happens Maureen!"

"I know...but, it was a mistake and I'm sorry." Maureen started to apologize and plead with her. "We were drunk..."

"Who is we?" Joanne asked stepping a bit closer to her, wanting to know who the man was who got her girlfriend pregnant. Cause she was going to kill him.

Maureen stopped her advances towards Joanne when she was asked who was the guy. Course, that wasn't the exact question but it was what she meant. She took in a deep breath before slowly turning her head towards Mark, who had been sitting silently since the moment they had been caught cuddling on the couch. His eyes slightly widening when realizing that he had just been outed as the father of the child.

Once again, Joanne's eyes widen in anger and surprise. 'Of course, it had to have been with her ex!' She thought to herself. Her girlfriend was pregnant with Mark's child. She just couldn't believe this. "You!" She threatened as she began moving closer to him.

At seeing the mad woman ready to strike at him, Mark jumped up from his place on the couch and jumped behind it to keep a safe distance between himself and the woman willing to rip him to pieces. Just as he made his move, Maureen positioned herself between Joanne and Mark. Trying to be the peacemaker.

"Baby, baby...stop!" Maureen coaxed, trying to calm her lover down. Her hands placed firmly on Joanne's arms in an attempt to hold her back. It was a work out considering the woman was still trying to move around Mo in order to get to the skinny white boy behind the couch.

Joanne finally stopped her struggle and turned her attention to the woman holding her back. Pushing her back and away from herself. It wasn't a hard shove but it was enough to cause Maureen to stubble back a few steps. It was also enough for Mark to man up and rush to her side looking at the woman he loved to make sure she was okay before stepping in front of her.

"Take it easy, Joanne. She's pregnant." He said with a force that took even himself by surprise.

"Yeah, with your child!" Joanne spat back at him.

"Yes! With my child." He responded, standing his ground. "Doesn't matter who the father is. Cause it doesn't dispute the fact that she is pregnant. So keep your hands off."

With those words being said, it seemed to get Joanne to calm down a bit cause her shoulders dropped and she took a step back. This was the reaction that Mark was going for. He didn't want her to do something that she would forever regret, like causing Maureen to have a miscarriage. Not only would he be upset but he knew very well that this soon to be mother would be just as upset if not more.

"What did we miss?" A familiar male voice asked from behind Joanne, causing the three to turn and look towards the door to see Roger and Mimi staring back at them with a curious look on their face.

Chapter 2! I hope that everyone is enjoying the story so far. I have more chapters that need to be written up and posted. Which will happen over the next few days. So, I hope that everyone will continue to read and let me know how I'm doing. So please review!

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