A/N: Oh my gosh, I'm SUCH a horrible person! I took forever to update, and I left you with THAT! I'm sorry! Okay, so a recap of the last chapter:

RECAP: Mo is recovering from her "hiking" injury, and Lauren brings in her autistic sister, Claire, to meet Maureen. Maureen and Claire are instantly friends, and Maureen tells Claire about Joanne and Collins. Claire leaves, and Lauren tells Mo that she's a good influence on Claire. Lauren then gets a phone call, and finds out that it's Joanne, who says Collins is dead.

IMPORTANT:

1) I have made an adjustment (very minor, so minor, I'm not going to change it in the last chapter) to the place that Lauren and Mo are supposed to meet the bohos. They are now meeting at the loft.

2) As a reminder, Mo had the surgery, so she can walk, but she's in the wheelchair this chapter so she gives her legs time to fully recover.

3) Do you guys like my recap of the previous chapter? That's something I just put in this chapter, so please let me know.

4) If you're reading this story, PLEASE, just drop me a review. It would be amazing. I don't even care how long. It could be just, "hi" or "this sucks" or anything at all.

"Oh my God," was all Lauren could manage. "Oh my God."

"What?" Maureen looked confused.

"C'mon, Mo," Lauren choked out. "We're getting out of here."

"Yes!" Maureen cheered. "Hospital jell-o freaking SUCKS! Like, are we prisoners or something?" Maureen laughed and tugged at the many tubes connecting her to various machines, swiftly removing them and yanking out the IV.

"Maur!" Lauren scolded.

"Laur!" Maureen mimicked, giggling. Lauren helped her into her wheelchair and the pair carefully snuck around the nurses and doctors, only to find the exit blocked by a nurse making out the doctor who tended the man in the room next to Maureen's. Lauren tossed her hair and cleared her throat.

"Excuse us," she said apologetically, her voice slightly choked. "I'm Lauren Harris, and this is my girlfriend Delaney Thompson."

Maureen shot Lauren a curious look, but tossed her hair and went along with it. Lauren was lying about Maureen's name so that the doctor wouldn't know she was supposed to be a patient.

"Uh, sorry," squeaked the doctor, staring at Lauren and Maureen.

"Yeah, sorry for being in your way," said the nurse, blushing. "Uh, I'm Rose. C'mon, Harry!" Rose nudged the doctor back, letting Lauren and Maureen through. As they passed, Lauren "accidentally" dropped a scrap of paper on the ground.

"You're cute," she breathed, sweeping past. "Call me."

And Lauren and "Delaney" swept out, leaving Rose and Harry wondering which of the two of them Lauren had been addressing.

"Lauren?" Maureen asked, sleep making her voice low and muffled, with a slight slur.

"Yeah?" Lauren said, determined not to cry as she led Maureen to the door of the loft.

"You never told me... why are we here?" Maureen yawned. Lauren finally dissolved into tears. "Shhh, it's okay, baby, you can tell me."

"It's not okay!" Lauren cried. "Collins died!"

"What?" Maureen pounded furiously on the door to the loft. Mimi opened the door, and the tears streaming down the Latina's face confirmed Lauren's statement. "No! Collins!" Maureen fled into the loft, wheeling her chair to the silver table that had been dubbed Mimi's Table. Collins was on the table, his usually dark face pretty pale. Maureen let out an anguished wail, collapsing onto his chest, her hair sending a wave of strawberry scent out into the room.

Lauren's lips were pressed together tightly, opening minimally to suck in shaky breaths. Tears streaked pale lines across her tan flesh.

Joanne was staring wordlessly out the window, occasionally clenching her eyes shut, trying to keep the inevitable tears from falling.

Mark was staring at his camera, stuck between video-taping this emotional moment and seeming insensitive or just crying.

Mimi was clutching her knees, rocking back and forth, whimpering softly, and mumbling words in Spanish that were addressing to Collins.

Roger was nowhere to be seen, although strange sobs told everyone that he was in the bathrooom where they had found April.

Alison and Benny weren't present, but all of the bohos had a mutual agreement that, as neither had really known Collins, it was best that way.

Maureen's sobs finally reduced to heavy breathing, and then she shouted, her head shooting up, her green eyes glistening.

"GUYS!" she shrieked. "He's breathing!" She laughed. "Collins is breathing!"

HE LIVES! *does happy dance*...*scares small children* (.") (".) - HUGZ! I really need to get the MoJo love started... Darn you, Lauren! I don't even know you! I just randomly wrote you into this story! No, seriously, I just realized I have no idea who Lauren is. I just needed Maureen to have another girlfriend. But the problem is, I kinda like Lauren. Oh! Me gots an ideasies!

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5) If you're reviewing, please include one trait you don't like about people, like selfishness or something. THANKS!

wow... my notes basically doubled the size of this chapter.