This is my very, very first fan fic so I'm hoping it doesn't suck.
Disclaimer: I don't own anything. I RENT!!
Takes place a year and 2 months post-Rent, in Febuary.
Joanne and Maureen had just finished dinner and prepared to mellow out for the evening in their small, but cozy apartment. Maureen plopped herself down on the couch, lay back against the over-sized arm, and clicked the TV to Letterman. Joanne pulled a blanket up under her arms and settled back against Maureen's chest. The TV flickered blue into the darkness as the lovers watched Dave's monologue in content and peaceful silence.
"Pookie?..." Maureen broke the silence.
"Hmm?" Joanne answered, cocking her head slightly to look back at her Honeybear
"You and I, we're pretty stable, right?
"Umm…..yeah. I mean, I guess. Wh-what do you mean, 'stable'?" Joanne asked, slightly squishing her face in confusion.
"Well…..stable. Just…..you and I….I mean, we've been together for a little over two years, right?"
"And we've been really happy. Like, we haven't really had a knock-down, drag out, 'Screw You, I'm Leaving' fight in a long time. Like, a long, long time, right?"
"And we're…..well, not me but you...you're making pretty decent money. I mean, we're not hurting for anything, right?"
"Right! Listen, baby, what are you getting at? I feel like I'm playing Twenty Questions here. What is up?" a slightly flustered Joanne answered as she turned to face Maureen.
"Well…..I've been thinking….."
"Oh Sweetie, what have I told you about that. You're gonna hurt yourself." Joanne teased, patting her little drama queen's hand in mock sympathy.
Maureen rolled her eyes.
"No, c'mon, seriously, Jo. I've really been thinking. I mean, things are going good for us…..great actually. I'm more in love with you today than I was when we first got together. You're career is taking off amazingly well. We're happy. We're healthy. We've got it going on…..but…."
"But what?" Joanne questioned, puzzled.
"I feel like there is something missing. Like we're this jigsaw puzzle that is all put together, but there is one piece right in the middle that's missing".
"Well, do you have any idea what this 'missing piece' might be?"
"Yeah, I think I do," Maureen replied sheepishly.
"Well?" Joanne raised her eyebrows and looking directly into Maureen's eyes, awaiting an answer.
"Pookie, I want something more than I have ever wanted anything before in my whole, entire life. I used to never think that I'd ever be able to have it, but now that I'm with you and I'm settled, I do. I really, really do." Maureen nervously fiddled with the fringe on the blanket that was now in her lap.
"Maureen, do you mean what I think you mean? Like, do you want what I think you want?"
"Joanne, I want a baby."
Ok, please read and review, but be nice. Like I said, it's my first try.
Also, I'm wondering whether or not to have Angel be alive or to have her be gone, so please tell me what you think.