A/N: This is kind of a songfic, centering around the song "I'm Alright" by Jo Dee Messina.

Angel and Collins were walking around Central Park, when they heard a band playing. Angel stopped to listen. Collins asked "Angelcake, what are you doing?"

"Oh Collins, I'm listening to the band play. They're playing the first song we ever heard." Collins listened for a minute, then turned away slightly. "Angel, I'm gonna keep walking." Collins said as a tear slid down his cheek.

"Collins, baby, what's wrong?" Angel asked, her face full of concern for his lover.

Collins proceeded to tell the story of why he was crying. "See, it all started when my dad died. He quoted this song the day before he knew; he was a big country fan. He told my mom to 'give the kids a kiss for me, every night, and always say hello to our family when they call.' It wasn't exactly how the song goes, he tweaked it a little. He died when I was five years old, and I haven't forgotten that since. It makes me cry to hear this song." He paused. Angel had pulled him away from the band and further into the park. "Hey, when did we get here?" Collins asked.

"Honey, I pulled you away when you were telling me the story. You were so absorbed in it that I decided to get you away from all the emotions. Should we keep walking, or leave now?"
Collins shook his head. "Let's keep walking, all this air is doing me good." Angel nodded, and they continued their walk.

When they got back to the apartment, Roger and Mimi were waiting for them.

"What took you two so long?" Mimi asked. "We've been waiting for about an hour…" she cut off when Roger interrupted and said

"Mimi, we've been here for ten minutes, not an hour. We just came over to see if you guys wanted to come listen to the band in Central Park with us." Collins paled, and Angel said "No thanks, Rog. Collins is on an emotional roller coaster, so we're gonna stay home." Angel said. Collins looked over at his lover and said "I'm gonna g lie down, okay?" Angel nodded, and Collins retired to the bedroom.

"So Angel-chica, what's wrong with Collins?" Mimi asked. Angel told her and Roger the story of why Collins had been in tears. Mimi told Angel to give Collins their best wishes, and her and Roger left.

But then, who should come walking in but Maureen and Joanne! "Hey guys, Collins in the bedroom if you want him." Angel said, then told the story again. Maureen and Joanne nodded. "Thanks Angel," Maureen said, "but we just came by to say hi. They left, and Angel went to see Collins. "Baby, are you okay?" Angel asked. Collins had his face buried in the pillow 

when she came in. Collins nodded, and Angel laid down on the bed next to him. "It's alright honey; I won't let anything happen to you. Not while I'm here."

There were knocks on the door later that night, but they both decided to ignore them… since they had no clothes on anyways!!

A/N: Sorry about that ending… I couldn't think of how to end it!! My first fic, so reviews are helpful. May end up being more chapters, should I post more?