Roger tightened his grip on the steering wheel. He felt extremely uncomfortable in this situation. He didn't like it at all and didn't understand why it was happening. Why did he agree to this?

Mimi looked at Roger, she could tell the songwriter was upset with this. She rubbed his arm gently.

"It'll be okay, honey. There's nothing to worry about." She assured him.

"You don't know my family." He bitterly stated. She sighed. She understood that Roger didn't enjoy his family much, but they were invited over for Thanksgiving dinner and she thought it'd be a nice idea to go. Roger on the other hand, most certainly did not.

"You haven't seen them in 8 years, they might not be as bad as they were."

"I doubt it." Mimi let go of his arm and sighed, she knew she wasn't going to get through to him.

"Can we wait to tell them?" He asked.

"Why?" She questioned back. She didn't understand why they shouldn't tell his family, although she also didn't understand why he didn't want to see his family.

"Because it's too much all at once, can we just wait until dessert?" He was practically begging. He honestly didn't want to tell his family at all.

"Fine, but what are they going to think when they see my ring?"

"Take it off until then, my mother and sisters would be able to tell from a mile away what it was if you wore it." He told her. She sighed and pulled off her engagement ring, putting it in her coat pocket.

After an hour long drive, they pulled up in front of Roger's parent's house. They sat there for a few minutes until Mimi finally spoke. "We can't sit here forever" She told him.

"We actually can." He replied

"No, we can't. Come on" She opened the car door and got out. Roger sighed and got out of the car himself, there was no turning back now.

When he reached Mimi, she took his hand in hers as they walked up to the door. Once they reached it, Roger hesitatingly rang the doorbell. Here goes nothing He thought to himself.

They could hear the scrambling going on inside, then a few seconds later a small, older woman with long, light-brown hair and bright green eyes opened the door. She smiled when she saw Roger.

"Oh Roger sweetheart, it's so good to see you!" She exclaimed, wrapping her arms around him, trapping him in a hug. He hugged her back slightly before letting go of her and giving her a half smile.

"Hey mom, you too" He replied. She then drew her attention to Mimi. "And you must be the famous Mimi." She said with a smile, giving Mimi a welcoming hug. Mimi smiled and returned it, once they pulled apart, Roger's mother told Mimi "Roger told me so much about you on the phone the other day." This made Mimi blush and even Roger turn a slight shade of red, but Mimi just casually replied "I hope it was good things." Mrs. Davis laughed.

"Of course it was. Come on inside" She said while opening the door wider for them to come in. They stepped inside and took off their coats and jacket. Roger's mother took them and said she'd bring them upstairs.

Roger and Mimi waited for his mother to come back and when she did, she was confused as to why they hadn't made themselves at home.

"Well come on into the living room." She said has walked down the hall towards it, as if Roger didn't grow up in this house.

Once they reached the living room, they saw many people sitting around talking while children where on the side, playing with toys.

These were all unfamiliar faces to Mimi, and she almost felt a bit out of place. Roger on the other hand, could tell you who almost everyone was without a second thought about it.

After a second, someone noticed them standing there. It was a man with the same dirty blonde hair as Roger, just a little bit older. He smiled when he recognized Roger, although he was taken back a bit.

"Well look who it is." He said, standing up, getting closer to Roger. "You haven't changed a bit"

This is going to be in a couple of parts, parts as in chapters. Probably 5 or 6. Reviews are always nice.