Note: This is just an introduction chapter, setting up for what happens next. I don't want to tell you everything, you'll just have to wait until next chapter! Please post a review if you can. I'd like to see what you think--good, bad, and ugly! Thanks!

Angel Dumott Schunard woke up early one Tuesday morning in May, with the arms of her lover around her, Tom Collins. She smiled and turned her head so she was facing him. Collins, which is what everyone called him since he didn't like his name, was still sleeping, and snoring slightly. She just smiled and gently kissed his cheek. She turned back around as she snuggled closer to him. She glanced up at the clock. It was only 5:18 in the morning. She had woken up extremely early, but she knew she would never be able to fall asleep again.

She sighed and gently got out of bed. She made sure as to not wake Collins as she walked out of their room. She went and sat down on their couch, picking up a book she had been trying to read. This book wasn't all that interesting. Maureen had leant it to her, some book about a famous performer. Angel hadn't been paying attention, as of the fact that Collins had just come out of the bathroom after a shower and only had a towel around his waist. She smiled just at the memory of that day.

She sat there and read until she couldn't read that book anymore. She set it back down and glanced at the clock. It was now 5:57. She got up and started walking to the kitchen, planning on making breakfast for her and Collins. But she decided that it was too early to making breakfast, so she went to take a shower.

She quickly took her shower and cleaned up the bathroom. She grabbed her pink and fuzzy robe off the door and wrapped it around herself. She quietly walked out of the bathroom and into the bedroom. She went through her drawer silently as she picked out the outfit she was planning on wearing that day. She quietly walked out of the bedroom again.

She made her way back into the bathroom. She began getting dressed in her outfit. When she was done, she glanced at herself in the mirror. The outfit looked good, at least she thought so. She reached into the cabinet and grabbed her make-up bag. She started to apply the make-up. She smiled when she finished and reached for the last and final piece of her outfit. Her favorite black bob wig. She gently placed it on her head, smiled as she gave herself one final glance over, then walked into the kitchen.

She decided on making eggs. They were quick and easy. She got out her frying pan, eggs, and all the other utensils. She began cooking. She was humming to herself a tune she'd never heard of, but liked.

She was smiling and humming as she cooked; when she felt two strong arms come around her from behind.

"Hey baby, I was wondering where you were," the deep caring voice said.

She smiled and turned around in his arms. "Hey Collins sweetie!" She told him before kissing him gently on the lips. "You sleep okay?" She asked him, as she turned her attention to the eggs again.

He nodded and smiled. "I always sleep okay when you're next to me," he told her. He bent down and kissed her cheek sweetly.

She smiled as she set the eggs on plates for them. She brought them to the counted and handed one to Collins.

He smiled at her and took the plate. "Thanks baby. It looks delicious."

She smiled, taking a bite of her eggs. "What are you doing today honey?" She asked him.

He rolled his eyes and smiled. "Oh…you know! Going to work, dealing with all those kids who only got into NYU is because their daddy's powerful." He told her, laughing at their little inside joke about his job. "What about you?"

She smiled and kissed his cheek. "I'm just going to go shopping with Mimi, probably anyways. That girl can never make up her mind." She told him laughing. "But I'll be back by the time you get home."

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Angel was out walking, Mimi had not called and Angel didn't feel like sitting home anymore. She just started walking to wherever her feet took her.

She was singing to herself again, dancing along the street-a little bit anyways. She stopped dead in her tracks when she saw him.

She shook her head and gasped. No…it can't be…can it? What would he be doing in New York anyway?

The last time she'd seen him was…two years ago. She kept her eyes trained on the man. She can't believe how much that man still scared her, after two years. She just stared at him, hoping on everything she could that it was not him.

He turned and noticed her. He smiled that evil smile and began walking towards her.

Shit! This is not going to be good.

Post: Next chapter, Angel meets up with someone from her past. Meeting with this person sends Angel into a breakdown, mentally and emotionally, so she looks for something to help her calm down...