8 Hour Love Story..

This is an Alternate Universe fic…I'm trying to do something a bit different…I don't own RENT or it's characters I do own any original characters you may see (like Mackenzie…Mimi's roommate)

Lyrics to the title song '8 Hour Love Story' Belong to Jacob Young


Let's Pretend We Can't Forget About Tomorrow….

It was now almost a week since the tabloid story and the shoot was in full swing.

"Cut," Mark said as Roger looked over.

"What now," Roger said.

"I need to load my camera," Mark said, "were almost done your doing good guys."

Mark left and Roger looked at Mimi.

"Mark's right," Roger said, "you're doing a wonderful job."

"So you think I have a career as a video vixen," Mimi asked.

"More then that," Roger said.

The two were joking around as Mackenzie entered.

"Am I interrupting," Mackenzie asked.

"Your not," Mimi said, "Mark is getting more film."

"I never said I was here for Mark," Mackenzie said as Mark entered.

"I'm disappointed," Mark said.

"Well not just for you," Mackenzie said making a face at her new friend.

In the past week Mark and Mackenzie had become good friends. It was like they had known each other all their lives and could tell each other anything.

"So Roger you think you could play one more time," Mark asked grabbing Mackenzie's hand.

"What are you doing," Mackenzie said, "I told you I'm not talented."

"Just play along," Mark said.

...Make Believe That Were The Only Ones Alive….

Roger sang as Mark danced with Mackenzie. As the song ended Mackenzie smiled.

"That wasn't a bad of a torture as I thought it would be," Mackenzie said sitting down.

"Are we ready," Mark said, "all I needs a few more shots."

"I can't," Roger said Maureen is…"

Roger's phone rang.

"Maureen," Roger said, "are you early."

"I'm being delayed until tomorrow at the earliest," Maureen said, "we need to shoot a few more scenes."

"Ok," Roger said, "I love you."

He hung up and looked a Mark.

"Still want to film," Roger asked, "or not."

"Maureen still in Paris," Mark asked.

"Till at least tomorrow," Roger said.

"Well lets wrap it for today," Mark said.

TBC