AN: So this chapter took a bit longer than usual, due to a) lack of internet connection and b) a slight case of writer's block. But all is well now. And to anyone who didn't review because they weren't logged in, I changed my settings to allow anonymous reviews, so my apologies to anyone who couldn't review because they weren't logged in or didn't have an account. Anyways, reviews are love, people! Reviewers get a cookie!

His Film

I can't believe a month ago
I didn't know you, I hadn't seen you
Or heard your name

Mimi snuggles up next to me as we watch Angel dancing across the screen. It's been three weeks since Mark previewed Today 4 U: Proof Positive to us and we can't get enough of it.

I glance over at Mimi as she giggles at her best friend's antics. We all thought she had died that night, but through what could only be divine intervention, she was brought back to us. Even the most skeptical of us (myself included) are convinced it was Angel's doing. There's no other way to explain it. After that night, she made a miraculous recovery and now she's back to her old vibrant self (minus the smack). In fact, she seems healthier than ever.

Mark leans against the projector (how he can do that without knocking it over is something I'll never figure out), a small smile playing across his face. Buzzline has agreed to feature Today 4 U as a special two part segment next month. I've never felt more proud of him.

Out of the corner of my eye I catch him steading himself against the projector and focusing hard on breathing as if it were some laborious task. It's the third time tonight I've noticed him doing it.

The screen goes blank as the reel ends and the projector clicks off. "God, it gets better every time I watch it," Mimi remarks, leaning upside down over the side of the couch to look at our little blond friend.

He twiddles his fingers, a small blush creeping up his face as he stares at his hands. "It's not that good..."

"Oh, come on! It's beautiful. And it's gonna be on TV next month, so you're not allowed to be modest!" She flips herself right side up and folds her arms, a playful expression on her face.

"You know, she has a point, Mark. It's a little late for shame, don't you think? I mean, I heard you got down on your knees and begged Alexi to show it." I add, looking up at him and grinning.

His head snaps up and he stares at me, completely flushed and eyes like saucers. "What?! Who told you that?!"

"Shit! Roger, what time is it?"

"Um..." I glance at my watch. "8:45."

"I'm gonna be late for work!" She quickly sits herself up, leans into me for a quick kiss, and stands up in one motion. "Love you, Rog! Behave. Bye, Mark" she calls behind her.

"No really, (Bye, Meems!) who?"

I simply look back as he glares daggers at me and wait to hear Mimi leave. I don't speak until after the door slides shut. "Are you okay?"

He looks back at me for a moment, then busies himself with rewinding the film. "I'm fine, Roger. Why?"

"No reason...just wondering. Hey, I'm gonna call it an early night. Don't stay up too late, 'kay?"

"'Kay. Goodnight, Dad."

I flip him off as I shuffle into my room and flop onto the bed. I curl up with Mimi's leopard print pillow and wait for sleep, which seems further and further away each passing moment. Before I know it, a whole hour has passed.

Everything in me tells me I should go tell Mark I can hear him coughing all the way over here...but I don't.