Author's Notes: Something I came up with at 3:30am in the morning. I was reminded when my dad didn't come home for a long, which scared me. I plan on putting up numerous chapters so look out for me. Check out What's Out There and Tomorrow Comes they're my babies.

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Italics are thoughts.

Angel sat on the couch reading a really good book she found at the thrift store when she out that day. It was just a regular day, Collins had to work late today, and he was tutoring. As Angel delved further into the book, she didn't realize that she fell asleep on the couch.

Prying her eyes open enough to see the clock which read 10:30pm, Angel looked around for Collins who never woke her anyway when she was sleeping.

"Lover are you here?" She said sweetly, but all that answered her was the sound of an ambulance in the distance.

Placing a bookmark into her book and closing it, Angel walked into the bedroom to look for her missing lover.

"Collins?" She called out to him. There weren't too many places he could be. When she glanced over at the clock on the bedside table, she read it again not wanting to believe it was as late as it was. Way too late for Collins not to be home.

Don't panic. He's fine.

She halfheartedly shrugged and walked over to the dishes preparing the other sink so she could wash them.

What if he's hurt?

Angel absentmindedly shook her head, no he wasn't hurt. He's fine.

"I'll just wait a little longer before I call Mark and Roger. He'll be home soon." She told herself out loud. But her words weren't giving her any comfort.

Angel had never washed dishes so quickly in her life. It was now 11:15 and still there was no Collins walking through the door.

Oh God what if he got mugged again?

Walking over to the phone, she picked it up dialing the number she knew so well.

SPPPEEEAAAKKKK

"Roger? Mark? It's Angel, pick up please."

After a minute or two of no answer, Angel placed the phone back on the hook. She could feel herself panic, but began to breathe deeply when she felt the knot in her stomach begin to get tighter.

God dammit where is he!

SPPPPEEEAAAKKKK

"Roger! Mark! Pick up the God damned phone!"

Immediately Roger picked up the phone. "Angel? What's the matter?"

"Do you know where Tom is?" Angel asked in the best tone she could manage.

"No we haven't seen him. Why, isn't he home?"

Why would Roger ask such a stupid ass question like that?

"No he's not here that's why I'm calling to see if you or Mark have seen him." The drag queen's tone was beginning to get harsh. "He said that he had to do some tutoring this evening, but I know it doesn't take that damn long to tutor someone."

"Just calm down Angel, I'm sure he's fine. He probably just got caught up with some stuff. He'll be home soon." Roger assured her.

Angel nodded her head. "Yeah I guess you're right. Sorry for bothering you, talk to you later."

"It's okay Ang; I'll be down at Mimi's so call there or here again to let us know he got home."

Sighing, Angel hung up the phone and looked around the apartment; it was so lonely without him.

After fixing herself a small dinner of bacon and eggs, Angel sat down on the couch with a skirt she was currently making. She couldn't concentrate though and pricked herself on the finger, which she never did.

"Fuck! Where is he!" she exclaimed throwing the skirt onto the coffee table. 12:00am the clock read.

Angel brought her knees to her chest, at a loss of what to do.

Maybe I should go look for him...should I call Roger again?

The drag queen knew that it wouldn't be good for her health if she went around Alphabet City at this time of night. She hated this feeling. Not knowing. Angel always had a plan, no matter what she did or where she went she always had a plan. But she didn't know what to do, and this besides the fact that the love of her life was gone was one thing she couldn't handle. She broke down. In between her terrified sobs she walked over to the phone, dialing the loft once more.

Mark picked up the phone, Roger must have told him about Collins. "Hello?"

"Mark." Angel said sobbing.

"Angel? What's wrong? Is Tom there?"

"No! I don't know where he is! He's not here!" She said crying loudly. "I'm so scared without him! Oh my God Mark, what if something bad happened to him?"

Mark tried to reason with his friend. "Calm down Angel. I'm going to get Roger and we're going to go look for him alright? I'll send Mimi down there to see you."

Trying to wipe away the tears that kept falling, Angel felt acutely satisfied with his answer. "Okay. Please find my Tom."

Angel placed the phone down and collapsed to the floor, burying her face in her hands. Collins knew that it worried Angel when he didn't come back when he said he would, what the hell was he doing? And most importantly, was he alright?