A/N Let me first and foremost apologize to everyone for the long wait on this. I would like to say it was my computer problems, which were certainly a factor. Currently I'm sharing a computer with my husband. This is just doing loads for our marriage. (That should be read with heavy sarcasm!) Secondly of course were the holidays and all that involved. But I really have no real excuse. I just wasn't inspired to finish this one. I'm sorry. Finally I figured out a way to get it completed to a stage I was happy with. I hope you all are as well.

So please accept my apologies for my extreme tardiness in completely this. I hope you enjoy it. And thank you for sticking with me. And always remember, as Roger and Mark have shown us, life can change, simply in the blink of an eye!

Chapter 6

Roger ran his fingers up Mark's neck, pulling his face in close as he kissed him. Mark leaned into him, returning the kisses as his arms slid around his waist. After a moment Roger pulled back some as he held Mark's face in his hands. "Are you sure about this?" He asked softly.

"Yes." Mark told him, leaning his forehead against Roger's.

"I mean I just want to be sure. This is a really big thing."

"I'm sure." He kissed him.

"I just don't want you to regret this later on. I just wanna be sure you're ready."

"Rog…" He kissed him softly.

"No Mark, I just wanna be sure you're ready."

"I'm ready." He kissed him again.

"I mean it hasn't been that long. If you're not ready to do this yet, it's okay. I'm not gonna be mad or anything."

Finally Mark pulled back some, looking Roger in the eyes. "Rog, do you not want to do this?"

"What? No, yeah I wanna do this. I just wanna make sure you really want to do this. You know, for the right reasons and all. Like I said, it hasn't been that long and all."

Mark got a small, soft smile on his face. "You know I love you right?"

"Yeah I know, but…"

"It's okay. I'm ready to do this. God am I ready." He said looking around. "Yeah it's a little freaky, but it's time. It's really time. Besides, it's been almost four months."

"Okay, as long as you're sure and you know what you're getting yourself into."

"I know. And I want to do this. For us."

Roger got a small shy grin. He leaned in and placed a soft kiss on Mark's lips. "Okay then, let's go."

Mark smiled at him as he reached into the drawer. "Just let me grab one and we'll be ready." He dug through the drawer for a second before stopping. "It's not in here."

"Well we can't do it without one!" Roger let out a little laugh. "Where did you put them last? Check you wallet."

Mark's eyes lit up in recognition. "That's right! I put the last three in my wallet." He pulled out his wallet and showed them to Roger.

"Good!" Roger pulled him along. "Let's go!"

Roger and Mark made their way past the people standing inside the entrance to the Life Café. Collins waved as he saw them approach and began pouring them beers from the pitcher he was sharing with Maureen and Joanne.

"Well?" He asked, sliding the drinks in front of their seats. "Did you guys do it or not?"

There was a quick small glance between them followed by little grins before Mark answered. "Yeah, we did it!"

"Well it's about time!" Maureen exclaimed as she sipped her beer.

"I knew you could handle it Mark!" Collins told him.

"That's great you guys!" Joanne added. "This will be really good for you two."

"Yeah I was a little worried at first." Roger admitted.

"But you guys were right. Doing it will make a huge difference in our lives, that's for sure."

"I've got to tell you Mark, I almost wish we would have filmed the whole thing. Just to remember it by." Roger joked.

"Really?" Maureen asked, surprised.

"Oh Yeah! The look on his face! It was priceless!" He let out a laugh. "But it only hurt for a minute or two! Right Marky?"

"Ha! Easy for you to say! You weren't the one that just wrote out that huge check. The hugest check I've ever seen, not to mention the hugest check I've ever written." Mark grinned.

"True. However I was the one that thought to look in your wallet when you couldn't find your checkbook."

"That's true." Mark agreed as he looked across the room. "Hey there's Vinnie. And Tony."

Roger turned to where Mark was pointing and saw his old band mates Vinnie, a guitarist and his brother Tony, who played bass. "Vinnie!" He called over to the bar.

At the sound of his name Vinnie looked around before his eyes settled on Roger. He smiled, picked up his drink and walked over, followed by his brother. "Dude! How's it going?"

"Hey how you guys doing?" Roger asked.

"Hey Roger." Tony said before glaring at Mark. "Yoko."

Vinnie rolled his eyes at his younger brother. "For the last frigging time, Roger didn't dump us for Mark. Mark did not break up our band. And the Yoko joke is getting old after nearly four months! If you put in as much time practicing as you do bitching, we may someday be able to do something decent. Till then, shut up!"

"Whatever." Tony mumbled and stalked back over to the bar.

"Yoko?" Mark gave Vinnie a questioning look as everyone but Maureen laughed at the reference to the breakup of the Beatles.

"Don't mind him. He was just born an idiot. Plus I think I dropped him on his head a few too many times when we were little kids." He laughed as he shook his head. "So what are you guys doing?"

"Celebrating. Have a seat."

"Celebrating? You two aren't getting married or something are you? Rog we talked about how these groupies only want you for your fame, money and sex. And since you have neither fame or money…"

"Wait, first you call me 'Yoko', now I'm a groupie?" He asked as everyone laughed again.

"Actually Mark I've always thought of you as more of a personal assistant slash roadie." Collins joked.

"Oh whatever! Can we go back to the fact that I wrote out a huge frigging check today?"

"Certainly!" Joanne agreed as she raised her glass. "To Mark and Roger. May you have peace, bliss and happiness in your new apartment."

"Not to mention electricity, heat and hot water!" Maureen added as everyone laughed.

"To our new apartment." Mark said as they all clinked glasses.

"Wow you guys are really moving out of that dump?" Vinnie asked, somewhat amazed.

"Yup. Mark signed the papers this morning. After we found his checkbook that is." Roger grinned.

"That's so cool. So when do you move?"

"Actually the place is vacant. We can move in the end of this week if we want. The movers can't deliver the stuff until next Monday though." Mark explained.

"Movers? What have you two got to move?" Maureen laughed.

"Not movers from our place dummy." Roger snapped at her. "From his parent's house."

Mark could tell Vinnie was confused so he decided to explain. "Yeah, my parent's house closed last week. Hence the reason I had money to buy an apartment. From my half of the sale of their house. As for the movers, my sister has been going through their house, picking out things she wants, things she wants for my nieces, things to sell as well as things she feels we need."

"She suggested burning everything we own and just starting over." Roger laughed.

"Pretty much. And truthfully, it's not a bad idea." Mark laughed. "She keeps sending me lists of things she's pulled out. Either from my parent's house or from her house which she has just replaced with a better item from my mom's. Anyway, we're getting living room furniture, bedroom furniture, and kitchen table plus stuff like my parents TV and DVD player, their dishes, pot's, pans, silverware, towels, sheets, vacuum cleaner, blender, I've already got the computer-"

"Vacuum cleaner?" Roger interrupted him. "What the hell are we supposed to do with a vacuum cleaner?"

"Perhaps vacuum Roger?" Joanne laughed.

"Oh whatever." Roger grinned. "Here's to Marky. Who got us a great new apartment." He held up his beer mug while planting a quick kiss on Mark's cheek.

"To Marky." They all clinked glasses together again as Mark got a slight blush on his cheeks.

"Thanks again you guys." Roger said to the movers as he closed the front door after tipping them. He walked over and flopped down on the couch where Mark had just sat down and was looking at the piles and piles of things and boxes. "So you think your sister was envisioning us having about eight more rooms with all this stuff she sent or what?" He laughed.

Mark laughed too. "Yeah I think she sort of overstocked us. Come on, I'm starved. Let's get something to eat and worry about where we are going to put twelve sets of sheets and four dozen towels tomorrow." He stood up pulling Roger off the couch as he started to step away.

Roger pulled him back over to him, forcing them both back onto the couch before kissing him deeply. "Listen Marky," he paused for a moment, looking for the words. "I don't really know how to say this."

"Say what Rog?"

"Just, just thank you, for all this. The apartment. Us. Everything. Just thanks."

"No problem." Mark started to kiss him, but Roger pulled back.

"Wait, there's more. I guess I just want you to know that, while I really appreciate all this, and I love you, I'm just, just really sorry your parents had to die for all this to happen. For us to finally realize what we had together and all. I just wanted you to know that and all. Know that I'm real sorry about that."

"Thanks Roger. Thanks a lot." He hugged him.

"I love you Mark." Roger continued to hug him.

"I love you too."

The end.

A/N Well, did I get you? I know, I'm mean, making you all think there was going to be wild hot Roger/Mark sex in the beginning. Making you think they were looking for condoms when they were really just looking for Mark's checkbook. And then later, when it still wasn't clear what they had done, just everyone asking if they had done 'it' when they were referring to closing on the apartment. I admit it, I'm evil. But I'm entitled to my little bit of fun too you know. And if you kept thinking that that was what it had to be, then your mind lives in the gutter!

To Becca – remember when I said I developed this whole around one single line? A perfect line that I knew someday I would just have to use. Well it was finally used. In the end the story wasn't what I had originally planned. And the 'perfect line' didn't take on anywhere near the meaning it had in my original vision of it all. But it did work as a vessel to help carry the story along.

In the first chapter Roger and Mark are mad at each other because Mark has told Roger he's wasting his time with this band and that he needs to quit the band. Roger eventually agrees. And while we don't see any of this, after returning to the loft after the Cohen's funeral, Roger quits his band and their whole 'relationship' starts to develop.

Well, my perfect line was when the Tony, Roger's former band mate calls Mark "Yoko". Many people blamed Yoko Ono for breaking up the Beatles. For some reason this struck me as extremely funny. Roger quitting a band, and the whole band blaming it on Mark and calling Mark "Yoko".

While this is not one of my favorite works by any mean, I am glad I completed it. I had hoped to have more 'insight' into their relationship and other things. I think however it is best I end it now. One of the problems with it was I just wasn't loving it while I was writing it and as a result, I was thinking of other story lines as I worked through it. Hopefully the future will hold many new ideas. Thanks to everyone that has stuck with me to completion.

Kelby