This is my second fan fiction, and once again, it's about Roger and Mimi. What can I say; I love those two.

I had the idea for this the other night, while I was falling asleep, so it's sorta a spur of the moment story, but I like how it came out.

Disclaimer: I don't own Roger, Mimi, or any of the other characters. They belong to Jonathan Larson, may he rest in peace.

Déjà vu

That's was it was, I thought, as i sat next to Mimi's still frame

This was so much like Christmas Eve five years ago; it scared me.

There were differences though. Collins had gone to join his Angel two years ago, and Mark finally had a girl friend.

Mimi lay in the hospital bed, pale and silent.

"Please Mimi" I whispered to her. "Don't die on me. I can't live with out you."

That was the truth. I already knew that if Mimi died, I soon would follow. It wasn't that I was suicidal; I just knew that I would loose my willpower to live if she died.

"Mark?" I called

"Yea" The filmmaker answered

"Could you get my guitar for me? It's in Joanne's car, in the parking lot."

"Sure" He headed out of Mimi's hospital room. He knew what I wanted to do.

I sat there in silence waiting for Mark to come back, watching Mimi. She had made a remarkable recovery once, but could she do it again?

"Here you go Roger" Mark handed me my guitar case, from which I quickly extracted my guitar.

Sitting next to Mimi, I began to play, singing softly:

Your Eyes

As We Said Our Goodbyes

Can't Get Them Out Of My Mind

And I Find I Can't Hide

From Your Eyes

The Ones That Took Me By Surprise

The Night You Came Into My Life

Where There's Moonlight

I See Your Eyes

When I'm Longing So To Hold You

Now I'd Die For One More Day

'Cause There's Something I Should

Have Told You

Yes There's Something I Should Have

Told You

When I Looked Into Your Eyes

Why Does Distance Make Us Wise?

You Were The Song All Along

And Before The Song Dies

I Should Tell You I Should Tell You

I Have Always Loved You

You Can See It In My Eyes

In the last years, I had written many more songs, a number of which had been form Mimi but none of them held as much meaning for either of us.

I could hear Mark, Maureen, and Joanne holding their breaths behind me, hoping for another miracle. I hoped for one too. But, I wasn’t sure I was going to get it.

Bowing my head, I closed my eyes. My hope to save Mimi hadn’t worked. She was dead.

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I'm not sure how long I sat like that, but after a while, a felt a hand on my arm, and a soft voice whispering "Roger"

"Mimi!" I exclaimed. I pulled her close to me, pressing my lips to hers. She was alive. And I could tell her fever was going. "You're OK baby. Everything's gonna be fine."

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It's two weeks later, and Mimi's healthy again.

Two times my song's saved Mimi. Maybe it's magical. But honestly, I think it's our guardian Angel.

Ok, I'm not sure how that was. Please Review to let me know.