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Chapter 15: Wine and Beer
"Samantha." Mark sighed.
"Mark, we'll work it out later. She was just a baby when it happened."
"Yeah, I know." Mark said, kissing Mickey on the cheek.
"Are you daddy's girlfriend?"
"No, honey, this is your mom." Angel said. "She's daddy's wife."
"I'm going to go watch Blues Clues." Samantha said leaving the living room.
"It's going to take her a while." Mickey said.
The boho's sat in there normal spots.
"I can't believe this. It's so surreal!" Maureen said. "We have to plan a party."
"Let's pick a day and Roger and I can close the Life down during that day so we can decorate." Collins said, lighting up a cigarette.
"I'll take care of the decorations. Of course" Angel said with a smile.
"Tag team?" Mimi asked.
"Duh."
The two gave each other a high five.
"Our band can play for you." Elsie said, standing up and sitting next to Mickey. "I'm the lead singer."
"You guys still have that band?"
"No, it's all new. New music, new attitude…"
"Hot songs." Luke added.
"Hot drummer." Michelle said without thinking. "I'm talking about how hot Max's drum set is." she added quickly.
Hours later after the bohos did some catching up, everyone decided to go home.
"Well, that was fun." Michelle said. "I'm going to bed."
"Goodnight." Mickey said hugging her daughter.
"Goodnight, Mom." Michelle stopped walking and looked at her mother. "wow…I never thought I'd be saying that again." she said before going into her room.
Once the door was shut. Mark grabbed Mickey by the shoulders and kissed her, passionately.
"We have a lot of catching up to do." Mark said, after pulling away.
"Yes, we do. Bedroom?" She asked quickly.
Just as they were about to run to the bedroom, they heard someone clear their throat. They turned around and it was their son, Luke.
"Oh hey, Luke." Mark said, blushing. "I thought you were in bed."
"I was, but I wanted to talk to mom for a moment." Luke said.
"Oh, ok." Mickey turned to her husband. "I wont be long."
"Take as much time as you need." Mark said. "Goodnight, son."
"Night, dad."
Mickey put her arm around her son's shoulder. "Wanna go to the roof?"
"Uh, sure."
They walked up stairs to the room. It was a beautiful night. For some reason the noise of the city wasn't raw and jagged. The sounds were smooth and peaceful. You could still hear the horns honking, the neighbors arguing, and the laughter of the group of young people on the streets going to the middle of nowhere.
"Why are we up here?" Luke asked.
"I find the roof a place where it's safe to confess and discover."
"How did you know I wanted to confess something?"
"I may have been dead for five years, Luke, but I'm still your mom."
Luke laughed.
"So what's going on?"
"…I'm gay."
A/N: I did a lot of writing. So I just split a lot of chapters up lol. Review?