A/N: Holla, kids. This is NRATHI. Alice. Yeah. Me. duh. But yeah, about The Collinator and Angel Rodriguez. I'm on a very breif hiatus right now, but I have both new chapters written. I'm in the process of editing them and typing them up, but it's taking a while because I'm damn lazy. I'll try to update on or the other by or on Valentine's Day, but I'm not making any promises since I'll probably be running around town showing off the fact that I got my braces off. :D And fabulous news, I gotta FISH! His name is Ziggy. I'm gonna shut up, this is distracting from my emo story.

Disclaime: I don't own Billy Joel, Lullaby (Goodnight My Angel), or RENT. If I did, they'd suck...and I'd probably accidentally sell them all to a hobo for five bucks.

Goodnight, my angel

Time to close your eyes

And save these questions for another day

I think I know what you've been asking me

I think you know what I've been trying to say

I promised I would never leave you

And you should always know

Wherever you may go

No matter where you are

I never will be far away

Angel sat on the couch in the apartment she once shared with her lover. She gazed at Collins longingly, wishing she could feel her sleeping love…wishing he could just see her.

But, no...

Angel was dead.

She sighed and attempted to put her hand over him, but it was useless. She just passed right through him. It was a weird feeling, really, seeing yourself go right through someone or something. Downright disturbing, actually. She was getting used to it.

"Angel…" Collins murmured in his sleep. Angel bit her lip and felt hot tears spill down her cheeks. He couldn't know she was right there, she didn't even see the point. By allowing herself to come back down to earth with him, she was just hurting herself more and more.

"I love you." Angel whispered into his ear, far too aware that he couldn't hear her, either. "And I'll always be here…"

Hopefully, he could hear her in his dreams.

Goodnight, my angel

Now it's time to sleep

And still so many things I want to say

Remember all the songs you sang for me

When we went sailing on an emerald bay

And like a boat out on the ocean

I'm rocking you to sleep

The water's dark and deep

Inside this ancient heart

You'll always be a part of me

When Tom Collins awoke, he swore he could still feel Angel in his arms.

But, no…

Angel was dead.

He stood up and went out to the fire escape, feeling the frigid early-December air wash over him. It had already been a month since she died, and still, he could never get her out of his mind. Her eyes, her smile…

Her voice…

Sometimes, it felt like she was still there.

He figured he must have been going crazy.

Goodnight, my angel

Now it's time to dream

And dream how wonderful your life will be

Someday your child may cry

And if you sing this lullaby

Then in your heart

There will always be a part of me

Angel looked down on Collins from heaven with a small smile spreading across her face.

It had been nice to see Mimi again…

Tom looked happy to know she was okay.

She hoped he'd stay that way until she'd see him again.

Someday we'll all be gone

But lullabies go on and on...

They never die

That's how you

And I

Will be