This chapter is going to start in with the song.

*Well I'll never forget the first time I heard

That pretty mouth say that dirty word*

We had just gotten back from yet another perfect date. We had gone to the movies and seen some chick flick Ange had been dying to see. I wasn't really excited about seeing it until towards the end of the movie, I looked over at her and saw sweet tears making their way down her perfect cheeks with trails of mascara following. I just smiled and squeezed her hand a little. She slowly turned her head to look at me and gave me a little smile. Then she leaned over and rested her head on my shoulder. "The Devil Wears Prada" is now my favorite movie.

After the movie we headed to the park for some more fun on the swings, except with one new addition, the slide. We had a blast playing at the park, running around, spinning on the swings, and making out on the slide. We figured out how many kisses we could get in sliding down the slide together before we hit the end and feel off: 34. My favorite though was the one, long, passionate kiss we shared on our last ride down the slide before going back to my place.

We almost couldn't get into the house once we got back home we were laughing so hard at the thought of what we must have looked like playing at the park. Once we managed to get inside we went straight to the couch and plopped down, slowly coming back down from our laughing high. We both looked at each other for a few seconds before lunging at each other. We were kissing and ripping off clothes like there was no tomorrow. Right as we were really getting into it, Ange's phone went off playing Sharp Dressed Man, so I knew it was her dad. She quickly reached over and grabbed her phone off the table.

"Hello." She said, trying to catch her breath. I watched as her face twisted into confusion and she continued talking to the person on the other line.

"Yes, this is Angela Montenegro. What's wrong with my dad?" Her face was growing more and more worried as she listened to the person on the other line. "Oh. My. God. I…is he going to…be ok?" I could now see tears on the brink of falling. I put my hand on her shoulder.

"Oh my god, ok, I'll be there as soon as I can." She hung up and bowed her head, her black waves falling around her face, blocking my view.

"Shit." She whispered it so softly I almost missed it. I reached over and pushed some of her hair out of her face and behind her ear. I could see that the tears that were waiting to fall only moments earlier had fallen and kept coming.

"What's wrong Ange? What happened to your dad?" She leaned towards me, put her face in my chest and just cried. I wrapped my arms around her and held on tight, trying to soothe her.

"Shh. It's going to be ok Ange. Let's just go to the hospital and we can find out what's gong on when we get there?" She just nodded into my chest, stood up, and with tears still pouring down, walked to the car and got in.

The whole way to the hospital she just starred out the window and let her tears continue to fall. Once we got to the hospital, I learned her dad had a heart attack while performing. He was going to be alright but Ange was still crying and upset. Once she went to her dad's room, I told her I was going to go get a coffee. I also used this opportunity to call Dr. B and let her know what was going on.

Dr. B showed up at the hospital ten minutes after I hung up with her wearing a pair of short, hot pink, pajama shorts, a shirt with Scooby-doo and the gang on it that said "Rut Row" underneath, a pair of slippers that looked like little pigs, and her hair was half up in a ponytail, half everywhere else. I took one look at her and had to use all my will power not to laugh at the sight of her. Trying to keep with the seriousness of the situation at hand, I just pointed at the hospital room Ange's dad was in. Dr. B opened the door slowly and started to walk in. The first think I heard was Angela laughing at the site of Dr. B, followed my Ange thanking her for coming. I smiled to myself and walked into the room.

Dr. B stayed the rest of the night and comforted Angela although I don't think she needed any thing more than one look at her to lift her spirits a little. I woke up the next morning on one side of Ange's dad's bed with a stiff neck from sleeping in the extremely uncomfortable hospital chair, and looked over at Angela and Dr. B sleeping in their own uncomfortable chairs on the other side. They looked so peaceful, especially Ange. She was asleep, resting her head on Dr. B's shoulder while Dr. B rested her head atop Ange's. I was enjoying the sight of the two when I was interrupted by the Doctor walking in. He told me that Ange's dad was going to be discharged within the next couple of hours. I was getting up to wake up Ange and Dr. B when Ange's dad woke up and stopped me.

"Jack…" he said, his voice raspy from lack of water throughout the night.

"Y...yes sir," I said, clearing my throat, "Do you need something?"

"I just want you to know that I like you. You are a good guy, but I love Angie more than you ever will or could know. If you ever hurt her, well, let's just say I'm from Texas. I want to be able to trust you, so make me trust you."

"Of course sir, I would never hurt Ange, I love her more than I have ever loved anyone else. I promise I will never hurt her, and I will never do anything to make you distrust me."

"Good," he said and smiled, "Now wake up my little princess and let's boogie on outta here."

"Yes sir," I replied, mock saluting him.

I walked around the bed and woke up Ange and Dr. B. The first thing Ange did was hugged her dad and gave him a kiss on the cheek. Then she turned around and gave me a big kiss, followed by Dr. B, giving her a kiss on the cheek. She then stepped back, folded her hands, looked up at the ceiling, and said only one thing, which in that moment, sounded like the sweetest words ever uttered.

"Thank God."

Please review, I worked hard on this chapter. I want to know what you guys think and if you think I should continue with my idea for the story. To give you an idea of what my next chapter will be like if you think I should continue, here are the next lines of the song:

*And I can't even remember now what she backed my truck into, But she covered her mouth and her face got red, And she just looked so darn cute, That I couldn't even act like I was mad.*