"I'm so glad I don't have to go back there again."

"Doctor Hastings said he wanted to see you again next month."

"Anytime soon then. Is that better?"

Joanne, who had her arm around her lover's waist, gave her a gentle squeeze. "I'm just relieved he gave you a clean bill of health."

"Me too." Maureen sighed. "I wish he could have helped a little more with the whole remembering thing though."

"He said it would take time."

"He also said it might never happen."

Joanne frowned at her mumbled words. "What?"


"Look, I know this is frustrating for you, Honeybear."

"Honeybear." Maureen smiled. "I love when you call me that."

"I know you do, but don't change the subject." Joanne moved her hand from Maureen's waist to run it through the back of her hair. "And don't shut me out. We agreed we'd get through this together. We can't do that if you don't talk to me when something's bothering you."

"I know." Maureen leaned against her. "I'm so lucky to have you."

"The way I see it, I'm the lucky one." Joanne pulled her keys out of her pocket with her free hand. "So what do you wanna do tonight?"

"How about we go to a Nelly free store, pick up some ice cream and stay in? Just the two of us."

Joanne chuckled. "I have another idea."

"You do, huh?"

"Yes." Joanne barely got their door unlocked before Maureen turned her around. "What are you doing?"

"Thanking you." Maureen kissed her on the cheek.

Joanne grinned. "Not that I don't appreciate it, but for what?"

"Saving my life." She kissed her on the nose. "Taking care of me." She kissed the corner of her mouth. "Loving me." She captured her lips.

Joanne groaned, pulling Maureen closer as she deepened the kiss.

"So." Maureen nipped at her lover's ear. "Is this what you had in mind?"

"Not exactly."

"But I bet whatever it was can wait until we're done, can't it?"

"No." Joanne rolled her eyes as Maureen moved in for another kiss. "Mo, I'm serious."

"Me too." Maureen took a step toward her, forcing Joanne back against the door. It popped open, spilling them into the apartment. She laughed as she landed on top of the lawyer. "Oh look, the prefect position." She kissed her passionately.

"Ah hum."

Maureen looked up when she heard someone clear their throat to see a beaming Angel standing over them.

"Surprise!" Angel gestured with her hand.

"Oh, uh." Maureen was shocked to see Mimi, Roger, Mark and Collins standing behind her. "Hi guys."

"Hey." Mark gave her a little wave.

"What are you…" She switched her attention to Joanne, who she still had pinned to the floor. "What are they doing here?"

"Jo called from the hospital to tell us about your clean bill of health." Mimi supplied an answer.

Roger nodded. "And we came over to help you celebrate."

"Oh you did, did you?"

"Don't be mad, Mo." Collins stepped around Angel to offer her a hand up. "We threatened her with bodily harm if she didn't give us an up to the minute update."

"We were supposed to meet you at The Life later, but when we heard the good news we just had to come over. It's not Jo's fault we still had the spare key from when you were in the hospital." Angel took her from Collins as soon as she was on her feet, pulling her into a tight embrace. "We're so glad you're all right."

"I don't know about all right, but it's nice that you're healthy." Roger grinned cheekily.

"Shut up." Mimi nudged him out of the way, hugging Maureen as Angel let her go. "Don't mind him. He can be such an ass sometimes."

Maureen quirked an eyebrow at him over Mimi's shoulder. "Only sometimes?"

"There's our Mo." Collins helped Joanne up. "I'm sorry. We shouldn't have come over without letting you know."

"Don't worry about it." Joanne straightened her shirt. "You guys are always welcome, you know that."

"And we can pick up where we left off later." Maureen grinned as she pulled away from Mimi.

"Come here, you." Collins hugged her from behind, picking her up so he could put her on the couch before flopping down beside her. "Always horny, aren't you?"

"Can you blame me?" Maureen gestured toward Joanne. "Just look at her."

Roger joined them. "I know exactly what you mean." He blushed when he felt everyone staring at him. "Only about Mimi." He was quick to clarify. "I meant Meems, not Joanne."

"Sure you did, big guy." Maureen patted him on the leg. "Tell you what, as long as you look and don't touch, I won't have to break your face for having impure thoughts about my woman."

"No deal." Mimi sat on the arm of the couch next to Roger. "I'd have to break his face for having them."

"Such violence." Angel nestled into Collins' lap. "Can't we all just get along?"

Joanne smiled as she watched them.

"She looks great."

Joanne's smile broadened at Mark's words. "You can say that again."

"OK. She looks great." Mark returned the smile as he came to stand next to her. "So what did the doctor really say?"

"What do you mean?"

"Joanne, this is me you're talking to."


"And neither of you is telling us everything."

"Fine." Joanne sighed. "Physically she's fine. Completely recovered."

"And otherwise?"

"Time will tell." She shrugged. "It's only been a couple of weeks. He said some people remember things months, even years after suffering an injury like hers. And sometimes their memories never come back."

Mark furrowed his brow. "How did Maureen take that?"

"Like a trooper. I told her what Angel said while she was unconscious, about helping her make new memories. She said she was going to have to take her up on that."

"So imagine my surprise when I got here to find the door open." Angel was in full story telling mode. "I ran in, expecting to find our little JoJo an emotional wreck. Instead I find her and Maureen…" She looked at Roger and Mimi sheepishly. "Well, you know."

"Getting their freak on." Collins helped him out.

"Baby!" Angel lovingly slapped his shoulder. "Could you be any more vulgar?"

"He's right." Maureen grinned as she looked at Joanne. "We were definitely getting our freak on."

Everyone on the couch laughed.

"Is it true that you decked some woman at the grocery store?" Mimi leaned in closer in expectation of an answer.

"No. I didn't hit anyone." Maureen shook her head. "But I did take a card some tramp stuffed down the front of Jo's shirt, tore it up into tiny pieces and threw it in her face."

Roger was still laughing. "Sounds like a solid right hook to the pride to me."

"Aw, look at that." Mark cocked his head. "They're helping her out already."

Joanne chuckled. "I'm just glad she's so at ease with you guys." She frowned when she realized how that must have sounded. "Not that I didn't expect her to be or anything."

"Don't worry about it, I knew what you meant." Mark reassured her. "And we're glad too. I think we were more nervous than her that first night."

"Yeah, well she was nice and relaxed. Cause when I get my freak on I really get my freak on. By the time you all followed Angel here, she was suffering from some major afterglow."

"OK, that was a visual I didn't need."

An easy silence feel between them as they continued to watch their friends on the couch.

"Can I ask you something, Joanne?"

"You just did."

Mark sighed. "I mean seriously."

Joanne turned toward him. "Sure."

"If she remembers everything tomorrow and goes back to her old ways, what will you do?"

Joanne looked across the room just as Maureen glanced over at her, their eyes locking. The love and devotion Joanne felt at that particular moment blew her away.

"I'll keep her, Mark." She smiled. "I'll keep her."