A/N: Update-mania! :-)

Summary: Someone else finds out about Angel and Collins and its just great! And the King and Queen have something to tell Angel, but everyone finds out before he does.

Disclaimer: No own!

"Mimi!" Angel whined as he walked into his sister's room without knocking. "I can't find Collins! And he doesn't have the cell phone I got him!"

"Jeez, no need to be a drama queen. Dad sent him into town for some errands. He said he'd be back tomorrow morning," Mimi said calmly.

"Ha ha," he said sarcastically. "But how am I supposed to sleep without him? He's my big teddy bear! And how should I tell him to not go to my room?"

"I know you're lost in your little magical world of fluffy Angel/Collins cuteness of love, but you need to come out of that world and listen. He's not coming back until tomorrow morning. It will all be okay," she said.

"You're right. Maybe a day away would be good, but it hurts to be away from him," he said sadly, laying his head in his sister's lap.

Mimi finger-brushed his hair. "You'll be fine. It's not even a day. It's almost 7 now, so that's only 12 hours away!"

"That's still really far!"

"You just spent a week alone with him! How is he not on your nerves yet?"

"I don't know. He's just too big of a part of my life for me to not want around me," Angel explained like it was that simple.

Huh. That's how I feel about Roger, Mimi thought, a bit scared.

xXx

I can't believe I got back early, Collins thought as he walked down the hall to Angel's room. He quietly opened the door and walked to the bed. He got in and wrapped an arm around the sleeping form's waist. Collins pressed up against him really, really, really, really close and kissed his shoulder.

Roger's eyes snapped open.

"Whoa, what the hell!?" he shouted as he jumped up, as did Collins. "Who are you?"

"Collins. Where's Angel?"

"What the hell were you doing?" he demanded.

"Tell me where Angel is," he countered.

"He's in Mimi's room while I'm here. Why do you care?"

"Because," Collins said slowly, thinking, "I'm his boyfriend."

"Oh," the Prince said, obviously taken aback. "Should I not tell anyone? Wait, were you with him at the cabin?"

Collins nodded.

"I knew I was interrupting something," Roger said, mostly to himself.

"Yeah, kind of," he admitted.

"So," Roger said after an uncomfortable silence, "do you want me to tell him to come in here? I'd be happy to switch." (A/N: Yeah he would! ;])

"But isn't he in…Oh," he smiled at the other man, who blushed. "Yeah, just don't tell him I'm here."

"All right," he said, grabbing a shirt. "It was nice meeting you Collins. I hope you and Angel work out."

"Same with you and Mimi. Hang on, what's your name?"

"Roger Davis."

"Roger. Thanks, man," he said very sincere.

Roger left quietly and walked down to the Princess's room where he saw Angel camped out on his sleeping bag next to Mimi. He shook him awake gently.

"You can go back to your room," Roger told him.

Angel nodded and whispered something to Mimi, before getting up to leave.

Roger laid down where he had been, and watched the beautiful Princess sleep, in a non-creepy way, but in a loving way. It wasn't too long before he was off in his dream world…

Angel crept down the hall to his room and sighed in relief as he saw his own super comfy bed. He was almost too said bed, when he heard a cough.

Very frightened, he slowly turned around to see---

"Collins!" he whisper-screamed. He ran to him, managing to jump, hook a leg around his waist, and kiss him within a second. "I missed you so much."

Collins swung Angel around and carried him to his bed. "I missed you too, baby." He set him down before climbing in next to him. They held each other closely.

"What are we going to do?" Angel asked in a small voice.

"About what?"

"About us. I hate that we have to hide so much. You know when you weren't here I thought I was going to go insane! I hated having you not near me. It's like being without air," he said.

"Why do you think I rushed home? I feel the exact same way, but we'll be okay. Nothing can tear us apart."

"What if I have to get married?" Angel suggested. "My parents are constantly telling me that I can't rule alone."

"Tell them about us."

"Are you kidding?" he asked sitting up. "They'd flip their lid if they knew I was in love with one of their workers, let alone a guy. I'm just not ready."

Collins sat up and hugged him. "It was just a suggestion. It's okay."

"I'll tell them tomorrow," he whispered after a minute.

"Really? Do you want me to be there?"

"No," he sighed. "One bombshell at a time."

Collins kissed him softly. The Prince wrapped his arms around his neck and pressed closer to him. They held onto the moment for as long as they could. The couple didn't know how many they had left.

xXx

"Mimi, Roger is switching places with me. We'll switch back in the morning," Angel had whispered into her ear the night before. She'd woken up first and now was watching Roger sleep. He was smiling.

"Mimi," he mumbled.

It was her time to smile. She touched his face. He reached up and held them there.

"Mmm, morning," he said. He finally opened his eyes and saw Mimi lying before him happily. Roger leaned over and kissed her gently.

"Angel, Mimi, time for breakfast."

Maureen walked in and saw the two next to each other. She sighed. "At least you two are supposed to be doing this. Roger, you have to go check on April. She's bouncing around like mad."

"Alright. Bye Mimi, dinner at 5?"

"Perfect," she said smiling. He kissed her hand and left.

"Oh, Maureen, I really really love him! Do you think he loves me too? Oh, I hope he does! It doesn't even matter if he has a kid or not, because April is such a sweetheart," Mimi mused.

"I'm glad you're happy, honey," Maureen said, hugging her friend. "But there's something I wanted to tell you."

"What is it?"

"I overheard your parents talking to a family that lives over 500 miles away and--"

"Maureen, what does this have to do with anything? Wait, do they not like Roger? Are the sending him home?"

"No, you and Roger are fine, but that family has a daughter that just turned 20. A single daughter."

Realization hit. Mimi fell back in her chair, trying to think of a way to help Angel. She couldn't.

"Poor Collins," she said.

"Poor Angel," Maureen corrected.

A/N: Poor Angel, indeed. Reviews are the Pookie to my Honeybear!