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TWO WEEKS LATER

"We need to get the AC going. It's too fucking hot in here," Roger said. He looked back at Mimi, who was curled up on the bed. "Aren't you hot?"

"Not really. I'm okay."

Roger sighed. "You're crazy. It's like a sauna in here. I think I'm going to drown in my sweat." He smirked. "Mark's in his room, sleeping like a baby. The heat's not bothering you. Is it just me?"

"I think so. You have a weird body temperature."

Roger laughed and crawled onto the bed, gathering her into his arms. "I love you," he grinned, sheepishly, nuzzling his head against her cheek.

Mimi smiled at him. "You're going to choke me."

Roger loosened his grip and lay back with her on their pillows. "Tomorrow is labor day."

Mimi yawned. "Really?"

"Yep."

She giggled. "Happy labor day."

"You too," he smiled at her. "Hey, your face is just about all cleared up," he said, referring to the bruises on her jaw and cheek.

She lifted her hand up to touch her face. "Are they?"

"Yeah. You can't really see the bruises anymore."

"That's good. I was getting tired of having to make up excuses and tell people I walked into the wall," she smiled, weakly.

Roger slid his hand into hers. "It's been a rough week."

"It has."

"We can get past this, though. Kyle's in jail now."

"I know," Mimi sighed.

"I found a stash hidden behind the toilet the other day," Roger said, slowly.

Mimi's eyes widened. "Roger, I wasn't…I threw everything out the other day."

"I believe you."

"You do?" she whispered.

"Yeah. I trust you, Meems. I know you've been really making an effort now."

She reached forward and ran her fingers lightly through his hair. "Thank you," she said softly.

Roger kissed her hand gently, and the two of them clung to each other, wrapped in each other's embraces.

"Are you sure you're okay doing this now?" Roger asked her as they slowly began to undress.

Mimi nodded, and slowly they began, her hand's pressed against his back, and his face muffled by her curly hair spread out on the pillow. It was the first time they'd both made love since that night.

And as Roger lay awake later that night, listening to car alarms as he watched Mimi sleep, finally, he truly felt a reassurance deep within him. Things would turn out alright.

In the end, they always did.

A/N: Yaaaaaaaaaaay Claps Thanks for keeping up with this story, dudes. One final review? Pretty please?

P.S, be sure to read my other story, 'How do you Leave the Past Behind?' Later!