A/N: Okay I have to admit I kinda stole some of the ideas for this chapter from the broadway musical "Rent." As much as I wish I did, I don't own "Rent" either (boo-hoo.)

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"I can make it through all this." Marco grimaced as he drove into New York City.

He needed to find a place to stay to clear his mind, and possibly even a job. But it seemed that every apartment building he went to didn't have any vacancies.

"Damn it!" Marco said a little too loud after he visited the last building.

"You okay honey?" A man in his twenties came up behind Marco.

"Yea, just need a place to live." Marco replied.

"Well, you can always try my apartment building, they're always lookin' for tenants." the man suggested.

"Thanks, I'm Marco by the way." Marco said, introducing himself.

"I'm Angel. The building's up this way." Angel said leading Marco toward the building.

Sure enough, there was a vacancy. As Marco was un packing Angel showed up at his apartment.

"Are you sure you're okay, you seem so sad." Ange lasked.

"Well, I just left my boyfriend in Canada because I found out he slept with my best friend when he was drunk, and they had a daughter together, and- I shouldn't be telling you all this." Marco realized.

"Don't worry about it, I understand, boyfriends can be rough." Angel replied gently.

"Tell me about it." Marco finished un packing.

"Whadda you say we go out tonight?" Angel offered.

"Well--"Marco started.

"I do not take no." Angel smiled.

"Alright, let's go." Marco locked he door and left with Angel.

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Dylan tried calling Marco's cell phone many times, but there was no answer. When he put Eloise to bed he climbed int ohis own bed and cried. Around midnight the phone rang.

"Marco!" Dylan was happy to hear his voice.

"Hey, how's everything?" Marco asked.

"Ok, I miss you. Why can't you come back?" Dylan asked longingly.

"Give me time." Marco hung up.

Why does he do this? Dylan wondered. He was upset, but he wasn't going to let Eloise catch on. He was going to take her shopping tomorrow.

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After he hung up the phone, Marco went to bed, thinking about what Angel had said to him that night. Angel told him that he had AIDS. Angel reminded Marco not to take life for granted, and that you should live life like there's "no but today," for you to live. Maybe that's what Marco should do with the situation at hand, treat it all like today was his last day on earth, he'd have to think it over first.