Standard disclaimers apply. Don't own it, willing to stage a coup. Oh, wait, I do now own the OBC Recording, the Original Motion Picture soundtrack (just got that in the mail this morning!), and I own sheet music of it (bought that on choir tour this past weekend; my family doesn't know yet, LOL, but they will soon!)

You can probably guess who Roger's manager is named after. That's all I'm gonna say. No spoilers in this author note for you! And I'm only borrowing a few quotes from the lovely J.K. Rowling, LOL. Enjoy.

"Roger, come on, you're gonna be late!" Stephanie yelled up the stairs at her husband.

"I'm coming!" Roger yelled back, and he appeared at the top of the stairs. Instead of wasting a little energy going down them, he slid down the banister, facing forward, and he jumped off and plowed into Stephanie at the base, ending in a hug.

"Roger, you are such a kid!" Stephanie scoffed, but she was smiling, pleased.

"Ah, but I never stop having fun, do I?" Roger asked her, grinning like a maniac.

"No, I guess not," Stephanie said, giving him a firm, swift kiss. "Now come on, let's go!"

"All right, all right," Roger said, and he went into the living room to grab his duffle bag.

"Boys, take care of your sister, OK?" Stephanie called, and Collin and Caleb came out of the kitchen. Stephanie sighed as she looked from one twin to the other. Identical down to the last freckle, even at 13 years old, she could never tell them apart. Roger, however, never had this problem. "Caleb, take care of your sister while we're gone, OK? Your dad's gonna be late for rehearsal— again," she added, frustrated.

"He's not Caleb, I am!" the twin on the right said, pointing to the twin on the left.

"Honestly, woman, you call yourself our mother?" the twin on the left asked incredulously.

"Oh, I'm sorry, Collin," Stephanie apologized wearily, and she stepped outside.

"Only joking," the twin on the right said, "I am Collin." And after flashing her identical evil grins, they shut the door.

Stephanie turned to Roger with her hands on her hips and gave him a look. "Should we even start placing blame on who has corrupted them the most?" Stephanie asked, looking up at him as they walked to the car together.

"No, Baby, because you were just yelling at me for being late, and you never yell, unless it's really important, or you're really mad," Roger said, climbing into the car. "Let's go. I have a surprise for you when we get there— two surprises, actually."

"You do, huh?" Stephanie asked, as they started to drive off. She smiled at him. "I can't wait."

"Sorry I'm late, Johnny," Roger said, walking into the recording studio with Stephanie.

"It's OK," Johnny said. "Was it the twins again?"

"Sort of," Roger said, laughing.

"What did they do this time?" Johnny asked.

"Their famous identical hold-up," Roger replied, grinning. "If I had been there, Stephanie wouldn't have had trouble; but they caught her alone, as usual, and knew they could get away with it."

Johnny laughed. "Well, I'll let it go this time, since you're so good for us. But tell them Johnny says to watch their antics next time."

"OK, I will," Roger said, smiling. "So what are we doing today?"

"That surprise of yours," Johnny said.

"Oh, right!" Roger said, smacking his forehead. "Sorry, I forgot; professionalism took over, I guess." He turned to Stephanie and handed her a piece of paper.

"What's this?" Stephanie asked, looking from him to the paper.

"Read it," Roger said, smiling mischievously at her.

Stephanie read it and looked up at him, surprised. "It's lyrics," she said. "You wrote another song? But you can't sing all of this by yourself. It looks like it needs at least a company of five or six by the end. But…" She looked at him. "What is this for?"

"I want you to sing with me," Roger said, smiling at her.

Stephanie's eyebrows shot up. "You— you do?" she asked. "But— but I don't sing, Rog." He grinned at her again and her eyes widened. "I don't!" she insisted.

"Oh, come on, Baby," Roger pleaded with her. "I've heard you sing in the shower every morning, and you're good. I even snuck in and recorded you once and you didn't know it. It was only a five-dollar recorder, but Johnny loved you, anyway. He agrees with me," Roger looked at Johnny for verification of this, "right?"

Johnny nodded. "Right," he said. "Steph, you really are good. I realize you have some nerve issues—"

"Major, major nerve issues," Stephanie emphasized for him.

"Right; I realize you have some 'major, major' nerve issues to work out, but that will come with time. And besides, you'll be singing with Roger. If you're not comfortable with singing with him, then you don't have to do it. But at least give it a try here in the studio with just me for an audience, OK?"

Stephanie surveyed Johnny's warm smile cautiously. "Oh, OK," she said, and then she sighed. "All right, I'll try it. You want us to sing right now?"

"Sure, why not?" Johnny said, and Stephanie and Roger went into the recording room. They waited for the go-ahead from Johnny, and then Charlie, DJ, and Tommy started playing. Stephanie's line came and she started to sing the beginning.

"Like a breath of midnight air," Stephanie sang. "Like a lighthouse, like a prayer."

"Like the flicker and the flare, the sky reveals," Roger sang.

They looked into each other's eyes and sang together, "Like the walk along the shore that you've walked a thousand times before, like the ocean's roar… love heals."

They stopped singing and looked at Johnny. He was clapping, but they couldn't hear it in the soundproof room. "That was awesome, you guys," he said into the microphone outside the room. "That was very impressive, Stephanie. You didn't seem nervous at all."

"I wasn't… really…" Stephanie replied hesitantly into the microphone. "I got lost in Roger's eyes and glanced down at the music every once in a while… and it kind of just rolled."

"That's excellent," Johnny said. "See, I told you, Roger helps."

Stephanie smiled. "Yeah, he does," she said.

"Do you want to go through the whole thing once, and see how far we get?" Roger asked Johnny.

"Yeah," Johnny replied, smiling at Roger.

"But Johnny," Stephanie began, "this song requires more than just us. It looks like it needs at least three to six more people. How are we gonna get more band members? We could hold auditions, but that would take days…"

"Roger already has that figured out," Johnny said.

Stephanie turned to Roger. "You do, huh?" she asked him, giving him a suspicious look.

"Yeah," Roger said simply. "Baby, you're thinking too hard about all this. Don't strain yourself."

Stephanie whacked him playfully. "What are you talking about, Roger?" she asked.

"Well, we need three to six more voices, right?" Roger asked. Stephanie nodded. "Why audition when we have those voices right here at home? Glory and the boys are all enrolled in choir by their father's orders, and they're all good; and I'm sure Mo, Jo, and Mark would be more than willing to lend us their voices, too. That would work perfectly for the end. I already asked Johnny and he's all for it. We could all do it as a family thing. Isn't that great?"

Stephanie was rather surprised. After a few long moments of speechlessness, she spoke. "Yeah, it is a pretty good idea," she said. "In fact, it's brilliant. OK, I say we go for it."

"Great," Johnny said, clapping his hands together. "All right, so I'll give you a couple days to let your family know, and then you can all come in and record. IF it tanks, it tanks; if it doesn't, we get your kids tutors and you go on tour for 12 weeks to promote it as a new single."

"OK," Roger said, "as long as the kids don't miss school. Glory's just starting high school and Aida and the boys are just starting junior high. Missing school would be really difficult for them."

"I understand," Johnny said. "The tutors will keep them going at an even quicker rate than publicly or privately schooled kids, since their schooling will be shorter and more complex. But they won't get behind— in fact, it may be better for them that way."

"OK," Roger said, and he and Stephanie came out, he shook Johnny's hand, and they left.

OK, so I realize that the cast of Rent sings Love Heals on the soundtrack, but I thought it seemed like the perfect Rent song for Roger and Stephanie to do for the family idea that was Stephanie's surprise. I'll update ASAP.

Until next time, lots of love,