❛ i carry your heart with me,
i am never without it.
here is the deepest secret nobody knows,
here is the root of the root and the bud of the bud
and the sky of the sky of a tree called life, which grows
higher than soul can hope or mind can hide...
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SINCE IT WAS DECENT OUT in Chicago, Lennon and Heath decided against going back to the hotel. They stood in the trailer so that Heath could rinse off his joker makeup and change. Instead of staying cooped up inside, Lennon suggested going on a walk around Grant Park to go sightseeing, something she knew Matilda would enjoy. While Heath changed in the trailer she went about the set on the hunt for a stroller which was found way faster than expected.
Heath changed into loose gym shorts, a vintage Zeppelin shirt and his striped converse; shoes that he put on Matilda to match.
They were lucky to be filming in the center of Chicago, so instead of taking a car to the park, they walked. The sun was out and it wasn't too hot, so it made the journey to the giant bean not that bad.
"Hopefully we don't get recognized, I've already seen a few paps around the set." Heath warned. He was pushing the stroller and smoking a cigarette, something he knew Michelle would kill him for, but she wasn't around so fuck it, he thought.
Lennon looked around the empty streets not noticing any camera men, "I think we're good. It's not like anyone saw us leave."
It took about fifteen minutes when they finally arrived at the large park. They walked around stopping in front of the giant mirrored bean to take a few photos with Heath's film camera. He took a few of Lennon and Matilda, holding his arm out as far as possible to take an early considered 'selfie.'
"There's swings over there," Lennon pointed towards the park that was a few feet away from them.
They made their way into the secluded area where the park lay empty, considering it was the middle of the day on a Tuesday. Matilda was quick to jump out of the stroller and attempt to climb the stairs onto the slide, but her small frame made it difficult. Heath took his camera and moved the strap around his torso in order to pick his daughter up and bring her around the small park. Lennon sat on the bench admiring the two from a few feet away, knowing this family time was definitely something to mentally capture in her mind forever.
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It was late in the afternoon and Heath had gone back to set to reshoot some scenes with Christian. As much as both Chris, and the director of photography hated to use more film than necessary, one of the sound editors had Heath's microphone turned off earlier that morning.
Not to mention Heath had to go back to the trailer and put all his layers of makeup back on after washing it all off to go to the park with Lennon and Matilda.
Christian was sat across from Heath in his full Batman attire, paused waiting for Heath to say his lines, but unbeknownst to him, Heath was too preoccupied in his own thoughts.
"Well?" Christian cleared his throat, staring at his costar with wide eyes.
Heath heard a loud cough come from across the table and he jerked his head up, "I'm sorry mate what'd ya' say?"
"Heath we were in the middle of the second scene, I said my whole piece." Christian was frustrated, they had both been filming all day, almost nonstop.
Chris waved his hand, "it's fine, guys. I think we got all that we needed to fix the mic on Heath's end. You're both set to leave, we won't need you here until Friday night for the car chase. Got it?"
Christian looked over to Heath to make sure he was paying attention, feeling the anxiety leave his body when he saw the green hair moving up and down as he nodded his head in agreement. Even though Christian knew Heath had been up since three in the morning filming like the rest of the crew, something seemed off with him, more off than usual.
They began walking off the set towards their trailers, a comfortable silence lingering between the two of them. When Heath was about to part ways Christian stopped him, though.
"Is everything alright?"
Heath turned his head to face his costar, a blank stare was plastered, "uh, yea? Why's that?"
"Oh, I don't know," Christian scratched at the back of his neck, "you just seemed a bit off during the shoot is all."
"Lot on my mind, mate." Heath shook his head letting his gaze fall towards his clown shoes, "lot on my mind."
