A/N: Please don't be picky about dates and years. In the movie, they had years, but in the show...they had times, no certain year. So, I'm just kind of making this my own! So...that's all!
Chapter Three: The Search Begins-The Break-up of Roger & Mimi and Benny & Alison
May 1992--
"I didn't mean it, Mimi! I swear! Please, believe me!" Roger begged.
Mimi threw Roger's clothes, guitar and othe belongings out the door.
"You slept with Mark's fiancee! How could you?" Mimi yelled, tossing out a shirt.
"We were drunk! You don't see Mark getting upset with Zalfa!" Roger argued.
"Mark is a moron! He's wipped! She'll eventually leave him, just like Maureen!" Mimi yelled.
Mimi threw out the last of Roger's things, and gently gave him his coat.
"Mimi, please...don't do this..." Roger begged.
"I know it's not your fault...and it's not Zalfa's either. I guess things've changed since Mark was gone for a few months, and just came back. Plus, he has his new chica. This can't be happening," Mimi sighed as she spoke.
Roger put his hand on her cheek.
"Than don't do this...don't give up on us..." Roger begged.
Mimi pushed his hand away. Tears fell down her face.
"It's too late...my trust has been broken. I 've never cheated on you, not even with Benny. Please, just go before I want you back."
Roger held back his tears and raised up his chin.
"I love you Mimi, and I'll never, ever love anyone else. I'll never love or marry anyone else, Mimi. You just wait and see," Roger told.
Roger looked out the door to see his things laying on the ground, so he just walked out and Mimi slammed the door behind him. That was the end of their relationship....
The Greys' Hill Mansion--
"This is the perfect place to start!" Roger exclaimed as he and Chanel got out of the Taxi.
Chanel looked at the oversized house. It was has big as a Mideveal castle in Ireland or something.
"Why here? Why are we here?" Chanel asked.
"Benny was married to Alison Grey...if he is still married to her...maybe he can tell me what happened to her," Roger told.
Chanel stopped dead in her trail.
"How would he know about her?" Chanel asked.
Roger stopped and looked at her.
"He let Mimi move in with him after we broke up," Roger said.
"Mimi? The exotic dancer?" Chanel asked.
"Yeah...the love of my life..." Roger sighed.
Chanel raised an eyebrow.
"Than why did you marry Tamara Clarke, your wife?" Chanel asked.
"God, you are just like your father! Question everything! And don't stop until you get to the bottom of everything!" Roger yelled in delight.
"Is that a bad thing?" Chanel asked.
Roger smiled and touched Chanel on the cheek.
"No...not at all..." Roger assured her.
"Thanks?," Chanel said.
"Man, oh, man...you look like...your mother..." Roger said, observing Chanel.
"What do you mean?" She asked again.
"Your brown eyes...brown curly-wavish hair...olive skin....you got some of your dad's paleness with exotic features and..." Roger was cut off.
"Alright! Damn man...that's enough...let's get this over with!" Chanel yelled.
"Okay...okay..." Roger laughed and threw his arm over Chanel's shoulders.
Roger and Chanel ran up the steps and Chanel rang the door bell.
"Hey, who gave you permission to ring the door bell?" Roger asked.
"Dad always let me ring the door bell..." Chanel answered.
"If you were my kid than I'd-"
"Hello?" A, long-chinned butler answered the door.
"Um, hi...I'm-" Roger was cut off again.
"I know excaltly who you are...Roger Davis...I just bought your new album last week...you are a Rock God!" The Butler exclaimed.
"Uh, thanks? I would like to talk to Mr. Benjamin Coffin?" Roger asked.
The Butler looked strangly at Roger.
"Mr. Coffin?" The Butler asked.
"Yes, he was married to Alison Grey....of the Westport Greys," Chanel said.
"Oh, that Benjamin Coffin...I'm afraid he and Miss. Alison divorced shortly after their son, Josiah, died five years ago..." The Butler told.
"Oh, well...we're sorry to hear that...what of?" Roger asked.
"Blood cell cancer called Leukemia," the Butler answered.
That Goddamn disease again...Roger thought to himself the new AIDS.
"Do you know what happened to Benny?" Chanel asked.
"Mr. Coffin said, before left, that he was moving in with a---"
"Willem? Who are you chatting with?"
A woman came from down the hallway and to the doorway.
"I'm sorry Miss, I was just-" The Butler didn't finished and just walked away.
Roger studied the woman. She looked very familiar.
"Who are you? Beside being the famous Roger David, Rockstar," the woman asked.
"We were just asking about Benny Coffin," Roger told.
"Oh, my ex-husband?" the woman said, sarcastically.
"You're Alison Grey?" Chanel asked.
"Yes, and you are..." Alison responded.
"Chanel Cohen," the girl said.
Roger grabbed Chanel by the mouth to make her be quiet. Alison chuckled a little.
"Hey, I remember you guys! You were those lazy Bohos Benny would never stopped chatting about!" Alison's light bulb turned on.
"Yeah, do you know what happened to Benny?" Roger asked.
Alison frowned. She didn't like talking about Benny, mainly because what happened to their son. She wasn't ready, not even after four years.
"I'd rather not speak about that," Alison sighed.
Roger took a deep breath before responding.
"Alison, Mark is dying....of bone cancer. He needs to see his old friends again. We only have a few months, if that...please tell us what you know," Roger begged.
Alison thought to herself for a few moments before speaking.
"Okay, after Josiah died, we split up from our relationship..."
Five Years Ago---Benny & Alison, after Josiah's funeral---
"You never care about how I feel! It's always about how you feel!" Alison cried.
Benny loosened his tie.
"Your father hates me, Alison. He fucking hates me!" Benny yelled.
Alison took off her shoes, and sat on their bed.
"You think everything is my father's fault! Look in the mirror if you want to see the true face of whose fault it is!" Alison shouted.
Benny let go of his tie, letting it fall on the floor.
"You're blaming me for our son's death? Alison, for God's sake let's just--"
"Go--" Alison commanded.
Benny froze, and just stood there, shocked.
"What did you say?" Benny asked.
Tears fell down Alison's face and down her black dress.
"I told you to go...it's too hard...with my dad...now our son...its not working, Ben," Alison said through her crying and tears.
Benny quickly sat on the bed beside her and took her hand in his hand.
"Alison, I love you. I chose you over the only friends I ever cared about. I sacrificed everything for you. Please, don't leave me, Alison. Not now, please--" Benny begged, and held her hand to his lips.
Alison cried and jerked back her hand from Benny. Benny, realizing it was over, rose from the bed. He walked over to the doorway of their bedroom.
"I guess this is...goodbye," Benny said.
"Yep, it is...I'm sorry," Alison said.
Alison took off her ring and threw it on the floor. Benny took off his and put it in his pocket.
"I'll room with Mimi for a while. She'll let me because I let her stay here when she and Roger broke up a few years ago," Benny told.
"You still love her, don't you know?" Alison asked.
"Maybe, I don't know..." Benny grabbed his coat that was on the floor.
Benny put on his coat and looked at Alison.
"Send me the divorce papers and I'll sign them," Benny said.
"You're not going to fight it? Alison asked.
"Your mind is made up...and so is mine..." Benny answered.
Benny walked over and kissed Alison on the cheek.
"I hope you find happiness," Benny whispered in Alison's ear.
That was the last time Benny and Alison spoke in person...
"Did you ever find happiness?" Chanel asked.
Alison wipped the tears from her eyes, that had fallen down her face.
"No, not the way he wanted me to," Alison answered.
Roger and Chanel just stood and waiting for Alison to re-compose herself.
"Did Benny say where he was going?" Roger asked.
"The last time we've spoke was right after he left and he called from San Diego. He was living with Mimi Marquez and Jason Dale,-" Alison told.
"Who's Jason Dale?" Roger asked.
"He and Mimi were dating at that time. I don't know about now, but I have the old address they were at....I'll go get it!" Alison said.
Alison ran into the house, leaving the door open. It took almost 10 minutes for Alison to return.
"I'm sorry ...it's been a while," Alison said, handing Roger the address on a sheet of paper.
"How is it that you had this address in the first place?" Roger asked, putting the paper in his pocket.
"To send Benny birthday and Christmas presents. I still loved him, you know," Alison answered.
Roger smiled and took a breath.
"Well, thanks for your help. We better get going," Roger said.
"It was actually nice seeing you again. I hope everything works out, especially for Mark," Alison said.
"Thank you, and I hope everything works out for you too...try and find some real happiness," Roger spoke.
"I'm still trying...goodbye," Alison smiled.
"Goodbye.." Roger and Chanel said, right before they got into the Taxi.
After Roger and Chanel got into the Taxi, Roger started laughing.
"What so funny?" Chanel asked.
Roger squeezed the ends of his eyebrows with his one hand.
"I can't do this. I can't face Mimi or Benny. Or anyone. How can I do this? What if she's married or something? What if she's married to Benny of all people?!" Roger started to worry uncontrollable.
Chanel took Roger's hand.
"You won't the truth until you try. It's like my father always says...the truth is not something you know, it's something you find," Chanel said.
Roger looked at Chanel very sadly.
"Yeah, well...we're going to find something alright...I just hope it's not full of regret..." Roger sighed.
As the Taxi drove away from the house, with Alison still standing in the door way, it began to rain...
And, because of Alison Grey, Roger and Chanel's long journey could finally take flight---
To Be Continued...