A/N: Yes, yes. I am alive Due to some adolescent interference, I have not been able to update or post many of the stories I would like to.

(This is where I reveal some horrible news. Please don't hate me.)

I am afraid I have to put Stupid Boy on hiatus until further notice. I have lost ALL direction in that story, and my muse seemed to have disappeared for the longest time. She has reappeared, but instead of feeding that story, she has come back with many more. So bare with me please!

DISCLAIMER: Not mine. No seriously, I mean it.

WARNING: Slight spoilers for Forbidden Fruit. And for Dead Inside, I guess

SERIOUSLY! How long is TPTB going to allow us Flack/Angell fans to sit in agony over the definition of their relationship!? Yes I know they're busy writing a storyline about the baby, but really…a little follow-up would be nice!!

Last note really…Italics mean flashbacks!

Don Flack Jr. sighed as he plopped on to his couch. It had been a long day, with an even longer shift. After his less than pleasant talk with Mac, all he had wanted to do was go home and sleep away the next day. However, as fate would have it, he ran into her on the precinct steps.

"Don!" He turned around to see her running towards him. Between working different shifts and cases, he had not been able to see a lot of his…well, whatever the lab techs had labeled this. Don sighed. As much as he wanted to talk to her, now was really not the time.

"I have to stay behind for a little while and file some paperwork, but I was wondering if you wanted to meet at McLaren's afterwards. Maybe get a chance to talk?" Her eyes were hopeful, but Flack was restless.

"Yeah Jess, maybe you could tell me what you and Stella have been doing behind the whole department's back?" He could tell from the look on her face that his face must have portrayed his true feelings.

Jessica, however, played dumb cop. "Come again?"

"Oh don't give me that bullshit! Mac told me that Stella is so determined to pin something on Diakos that she's even set up meetings with him. Oh, and it isn't her, or a professionally trained undercover who's meeting with this potential murderer. No, it's you."

He could see her breaking. "Flack, you don't understand..."

"No you don't understand. Jess, he more than likely..."

"He DID likely!"

"Fine. This guy has killed someone. What makes you think he's not going to kill again!?"

Her face was intense. She wasn't giving up. "I know he's going to kill again, that's why Stella and I are trying to stop him!"

"By throwing yourself into his hands!? Come on Jess."

"Flack just, relax ok? I can take care of myself."

"Then I guess you don't need me anymore."

"Come on Don I don't mean it like that." She put her arm on his shoulder.

"Yeah well, I think I did."

With that he had walked away, leaving her in the newly pouring rain.

Flack let his head hang in his hands. He had single-handily destroyed their…"relationship" over a simple over reaction and a lack of sleep. He would be the first to admit that he had been after her for quite sometime, and the fact that she had actually wanted him to had been a little unbelievable, but after seeing his sister confront her demons, he figured he'd might as while try it out.

And he had blown it.

A dull knock on the door shook him out of his thoughts. Sighing, he rose to open it, even though it was probably just Messer over to watch the game.

Not even bothering to look through the eye piece, he was blown away to see her standing there, soaking wet, eyes smoldering with a mix of anger and hurt. He had never seen her look so sexy.

"You need to stop running away Don." was all she said before walking away.

Okay so I'm thinking that this will be a two-shot, with the love and comfort to come next chapter, but you know what that's all up to you. So you can either review/subscribe to show you want him to chase her down, or you can review/subscribe and tell me you like this as a stand alone. It's all up to you!!

(Did I mention I love reviews? It's like a drug to me. My own special brand of herion :D )