A/N: Based from the episode, Tony Micelli, This is Your Life.
Tony walked up to the door wearing a black tuxedo. He wanted this date to be special since it would be the last time he'd see Angela in a month because he had games all across the country, but none in New York or Connecticut. He took a deep breath before he knocked on her front door. It felt odd to knock on the door when this very house had been his home for eight years. But that was another life. In his reality, Tony and Angela were planning the wedding of their dreams. Here, Angela knew nothing of Tony, but the more time he spent with her made him fall in love with her all over again. After a few minutes, the door opened. Angela stood at the door in a long, ankle length, silky, form fitting, flowing red dress. Her long blonde mane enveloped her shoulders.
"You look beautiful." Tony stated with a knot in his throat. This woman looks like his fiancé, but he has to be careful not to say anything she hasn't told him. But how can he tell her he knows everything about her without making her run away from him?
When they got to the restaurant, Tony pulled Angela's chair out for her.
"Thank you." She said as she sat down. Tony smiled. "So we're on a date."
"I suppose we are." Tony responded and she laughed.
"I haven't been on a date since-" She paused. "It's been a while."
"Me too." Tony admitted.
"Oh I'm sure you have women flocking all over you."
"Well," he laughed, "there is only one woman who really captured my attention since I married my wife Marie." Angela leaned her elbows on the table.
"Who's that?"
"You don't know her." He replied, smiling.
"I only have one question."
"What?"
"That day you came to my house; how'd you know my favorite dish was linguine alle vongole?" Tony smiled.
"That's a mystery." She picked up her glass of white wine and took a drink.
"So don't tell me." Tony laughed and took a drink.
When they got to the house, Tony opened Angela's door. He had parked his sports car in her driveway.
"Well," Angela said, "you've met Jonathan. When would you like to get with Samantha?"
"Uhh," Tony started to say.
"You don't want your daughter to meet me?"
"It's not that. I have to leave tomorrow. I'll be gone for a few weeks. We have baseball games all over the United States."
"Oh." Angela's eyes dropped.
"I'll be back, and when I get home we'll get together. You, me, Jonathan and Sam." She smiled.
"Thanks Tony." He watched her unlock the back door and walk inside before he drove away. Tony took out his car phone and called Samantha. Her answering machine picked up.
"Sam, it's your dad. I wanted to see if you'd like to get together. I have to leave for a baseball game, but I'd like to meet with you. I have somebody who'd like to meet you. I love you sweetheart. Bye." He hung up and drove back into Manhattan. He had a beautiful girlfriend, a great career and a wonderful daughter. He had it all.
