Another Reenactment

Rating: PG
Disclaimer: I'd love to be Tina, but I'm not. 
Spoilers: "Plan B"
Pairing: Jack/Liz
Summary: REHEARSAL!

"You bastard! I trusted you!" Liz yelled as she was entering Jack's office. She pounded her fists on his chest and he grabbed her waist to make her stop.
"Liz--Liz!" 
He pushed her to the couch forcefully. 
"Why? Why would you cheat on me...with Julia?" Liz asked, saying "Julia" with a French accent.
"She kissed me, Liz. I never wanted to do anything with her. You know you're the only woman I've ever really loved."
He leaned in to kiss her, but she ran to the door, grabbing the handle. Jack stopped her, and turned her around.
"Elizabeth, you know how much I love you. I could give you anything you want."
Liz tried to pull away from him, and managed to let go. She ran to the elevator as fast as she could, but Jack was quicker. He stopped her before she could enter the elevator. 
"But what about Natalie? What about our daughter? You'd just throw us away like a piece of trash?!"
He leaned in closer to Liz and said in his raspy voice,
"You're not a piece of trash, you're mine," and he kissed her.
"Aaaaaaaaaand, CUT!"
Liz broke the kiss and smiled.
"See, nerds? That's how Jenna and Jack are supposed to act! Right, Mister Director, sir?"
TGS had gotten a guest director for their show, since Jenna asked her to.
("We need to get the director of "SNL" here, Liz! Wouldn't it be so cool? Then, they'd turn my make-out scene hot, but funny. Who's the guy again?"
"Ugh, I don't know, Jenna."
"Gasp! Can it be Jack? Please, please, please?"
Liz immediately turned to look at Jenna, who had a hopeful look on her face.
"He's not gonna agree, but alright."
"Yay! Thanks, Liz!"
He ended up agreeing though.)
"Liz, is it?" the director asked.
Liz nodded.
"We want you to play Jenna's role instead."
"Huh? Why?"
"We think it brings more sexual tension and comedy rather than that blond friend of yours."
Liz almost gagged.
"I'm sorry, what?"
"Alright, everyone! Listen up!," the director started, "Who here wants to see Jenna Maroney make out with this hotshot Jack Donaghy here?"
Jenna proudly raised her hand, but no one else did. 
"Now, who here wants to see Elizabeth Lemon and Jack Donaghy make out like there's no tomorrow?"
Everyone raised their hand, even the random homeless guy...even Jack. And suddenly, Liz found herself raising her hand too.
"Can they have sex for the sketch instead? And then, someone, Jenna, will be their kid and walk in on them." Frank asked.
"Yeah!" everyone yelled.
"Will I get paid?" Liz asked Jack.
"Would you want to?" 
"Uh, no shit, Sherlock. Ugh, that makes me sound like a hooker. Fine, you don't need to pay me. I'll do this for free. Wow, that makes me sound desperate."
"REHEARSALS!" the director yelled.
"Now, you two," the director started,"Liz, are you okay with this?"
"Yeah, I'm fine. I've seen his--"
"PENIS!" Jenna yelled.
"VAGINA!" Tracy shouted back.
"I JUST HAD SEX!" Lutz yelled.
Everyone gave Lutz a disgusting look.
"What?" he said.
"No! I was going to say his acting skills, stupids!" Liz yelled.
"Like you were gonna say that," Jack whispered in her ear.
"Not now, Jack! I'm in the middle of an important deal here."
"Now you sound like me."
"Yeah, that's what happens when I sleep with you."
The room got quiet.
"Get back to work, people!" Liz shouted nervously.
"You--you're sleeping...with Jack?" Jenna asked.
"No! Well, yes. But--"
"Can we just get back to the sketch, sir?"
"PLACES!"
Liz went to her place with that dreaded look on her face. But after the rehearsal of course, she had another look on her face. And it mirrored Jack's.

END