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"Have you lost your mind?"

Betty glanced up from the couch, seeing Hilda's perplexed face. "What?"

"What? Betty, the man told you he had feelings for you in so many words and you stomp all over his heart? How could you do that?" Hilda put her hands on her hips. Betty knew telling her what happened was a bad idea.

"What? Daniel doesn't have feelings for me…that's… ridiculous," Betty started haphazardly rearranging things on the coffee table.

"Oh come on, Betty…haven't you seen the way he looks at you? Maybe you're just so used to it, you don't even notice," Hilda rolled her eyes, shaking her head.

"He doesn't look…at me in any way. He just looks at me like he always has," Betty argued, sitting down at the small table adjacent to the kitchen.

"So that means he's had feelings for you for awhile if it's the same look. Because believe me honey, if that man looked at me that way…let's just say Justin would have some little hermanitos running around here," Hilda raised an eyebrow matter-of-factly.

"Hilda!"

"Wha…? He would," she shrugged innocently, laughing at herself. "You know what Betty? You're probably right. Nothing says I wanna be friends like a passionate kiss on the ice," Hilda patted her baby sister on the shoulder.

"It wasn't pas-" she stopped herself mid-sentence, realizing that what she was about to say was completely and utterly false. It was passionate. It was the most amazing kiss she'd ever experienced and she couldn't stop thinking about it.

"Look sis, why don't you talk to him about it? Honestly this time. It clearly meant more to you than you let on at the hospital," Hilda advised her. Betty sighed, "but what if it didn't mean more to him? What if I'm right about it being a mistake?" she wondered.

Hilda placed a reassuring hand on her shoulder. "Then you guys acknowledge you both made a mistake and try to move past it. I wouldn't be telling you to talk to him if I didn't believe there was more to it. You'll never know till you try, right?"

Betty gave her sister a grin, nodding slightly in agreement. "Right."

- -

Betty knocked lightly on Daniel's condo door, waiting a few moments before raising her hand again. The door swung open and Daniel appeared on the other side, surprise in his eyes.

"Hey," she gave him a small grin.

"Hey..." he replied, "how're you feeling?" he wondered. She nodded, stepping inside when he motioned for her to come in.

"I'm good..." Betty glanced around at the clothes strewn about.

"Sorry about the mess," he apologized, picking some of DJ's items up off the floor, "...DJ and I are taking a trip."

"Yeah I heard from Marc," she glanced down at her hands. "I'm sure you guys will have fun."

"I hope so," he watched her brush hair out of her face. "So what brings you by?"

She let out a sigh, "I need to talk to you about some things..." she began, placing the small purse on his end table. Daniel rubbed the back of his neck, "I thought we already talked about things," his gaze fell on hers.

"Daniel…just hear me out, okay? What I said before…I didn't mean it," she told him.

"What?" she'd caught him off guard.

"When I said I wanted things to go back to how they were before…between us. Well…that's not entirely true," Betty admitted, staring into the blue eyes focused on her.

"It's…it wasn't?" Daniel swallowed hard. "Then why'd you say it?" she'd been confusing him entirely too much as of late, and he didn't like it one bit.

She shrugged, letting out a sigh. "I don't know. I got scared. When you kissed me that night…I got scared because I felt something. Something I'd never felt before. I thought it'd be easier to deal with if I just pushed all those feelings aside, but it's not. I've been pushing my feelings aside for months now and it hasn't gotten me very far," Betty confessed, swallowing over a lump in her throat. Daniel stood anchored to the spot in his living room, pulse racing.

"So you…didn't think the kiss was a mistake?" he tried to grasp at his thoughts, wanting to make sure he knew what she was getting at. She shook her head no.

"Why did you kiss me, Daniel?" his head shot up from the hardwood floor. It was a simple enough question. Complicated emotions came with it.

"Because…it's something I've wanted to do for a long time. A really long time," he stated. "I wasn't just doing it for the hell of it. I…" Daniel paused, taking a deep breath. "I have deep feelings for you, Betty. It's been driving me crazy trying to keep them bottled up. You've been driving me crazy."

She couldn't help but to smile at him. He was quite cute when he got all rattled. She took a few steps in his direction, low heels clicking against the floor as she closed the gap between them. "Well you've been driving me a little crazy too," Betty said.

He let out a nervous laugh, stuffing his hands in the pockets of his sweats. "I have?"

"Yes," she answered, glancing back up from the bracelet on her wrist. "I have deep feelings for you too. I just…had so many other things going on, with Henry leaving and then Gio stepped in the picture…I never stepped back to look at the one constant in my life. The one who was always there…even if he was driving me bonkers," she let out a lighthearted laugh, watching his grin widen. "It took me awhile to realize it…but that man is you."

Betty smirked at the flabbergasted look on the face of the man before her. She took a small step to him, resting her hands on his chest. Betty tiptoed, brushing her lips against his. He leaned into her slightly, then stepped back. "Wait," he breathed deeply.

"What?" Betty looked up at him confused.

"I'm not good enough for you, Betty. I'm just gonna mess this up. I know I am," he admitted, his eyes cast away.

"Now why would you say that?" she crossed her arms over her chest.

"Because...I don't exactly have the greatest track record with women. If something goes wrong...I don't want it to ruin our friendship," he shrugged, leaning against the back of the couch.

"Daniel, do you really think we can go back to being just friends? I didn't really believe it when I said it in the hospital...and I don't believe it now," she told him.

"No. I just don't want to hurt you. You don't deserve that," he said sincerely, gazing into her eyes.

"Let me decide what I deserve, okay?"

"Betty-"

"How do I get you to shut up?" She smirked, pulling on his t-shirt and bringing him down to closer to her. She kissed him hungrily, savoring the feeling of his lips on hers. He tangled his hand in her hair, resting it on her neck. He stopped kissing her momentarily, his blue eyes connected to hers.

"Sometimes, when you stop looking, you find everything you've ever wanted and needed right under your nose," Betty looked up at him, resting her hands on his chest. "I think this is one of those times."

Daniel grinned at her, caressing her cheek. "Really?"

"Really," she replied, feeling his lips against hers and kissing him passionately.

DJ peeked his head around the corner, watching the scene unfold before him. He turned around and smiled to himself, having a sneaking suspicion that someone would be joining them on their trip.

Thanks for reading everyone! I'm so sad Ugly Betty is going off the air, and even if we don't get our perfect Daniel/Betty ending, there are more than enough on this website to satisfy :o) Please review!