Another short chapter, prepping for the next few crazy ones. Thanks for reading.

"They haven't caught him yet." John Feldman points out annoyingly, a few of the other suits in the room murmur amongst themselves till a glare from David silences them all.

"I assure you the job will be done and Shaw will be brought in within a few days' time." David says as patiently as possible.

Any argument John has dies on his lips the moment the conference room doors burst open. Angel limps inside with the assistance of a crutch, but even in her injured state the anger in her eyes is still imposing enough to worry the men in the room. All except David.

"We need to talk." She says staring straight at him, she watches as the others quickly stand and grab their documents and make their way out of the room. John is the only one that lingers behind, grinning smugly at David.

"I think she may have found out what 'loverboy' is up to." He whispers as he walks by David.

As he makes his way by Angel she glares at him too, "I'll handle you later." She says menacingly and he suddenly picks up his pace, practically running down the hall. She shuts the doors behind her as she slowly makes her way to David.

She does her best to keep herself from trembling with the swell of emotions in her. The more prominent of them is anger, followed closely by betrayal. Anger that he'd neglect to tell her who had been behind this entire debacle, and hurt at his betrayal of keeping it from her and then sending Luke in to the madness.

"When?" She keeps her voice steady, though quiet.

David looks over her, glancing down at her injured leg, then at the crutch she's leaning against. "My dear you're hurt you should have a …"

"When David?" She says a little more forcefully this time. "When did you know it was him?"

David sighs as he closes his eyes for a moment, it hurts to have her angry at him but it had been for her own good. He'd hoped she'd never found out that he'd lied to her and kept this from her. "I found out that it might've been him a few weeks before you went to Moscow. But it was only a rumor and I didn't have any proof." He can't bare the look Angel gives him and can't look at her in the eyes, "I knew for sure after Moscow, that day in the hospital and on the flight back I pretty much confirmed it but I didn't…" he tries reaching for her hand he wants to hug her and pull her close but she yanks her hand a way and takes a step back from him.

"You knew it could've been Owen and you never told me." It's not a question, just part of her accusation. The fact that Owen Shaw was behind this changes everything. "And once you confirmed it was him you send Luke in after him."

He can hear the anger building in her voice, "You were injured, I wasn't going to send you on…" David tries justifying his actions.

"I was conveniently injured by the team in Russia, but even if I hadn't been injured you never would've told me it was Owen and you never would've sent me after him." Angel says knowingly.

"There were too many risks involved, your safety to me is paramount and I would have no way of knowing how Shaw would've reacted to your presence in the field." He truly had no idea of how Shaw would react to her after so long, or more importantly how Angel would react to him.

She knows that deep down he may have been concerned of her wellbeing and that of her team's, but she knows that a bigger part of it was his issue with her and Shaw's past. "Well it's obvious he didn't want me dead, if he had I would be." She knows that no matter how good an agent she's become in these past years if Shaw had the element of surprise on his side of her not knowing he was involved he could've picked her off. He was just that good, so the fact that she's still here, and that the team in Moscow had jumped in to grab her was just proof that he didn't want her dead, just out of the way.

"You don't trust me?" She's not sure if it's a question or accusation but she doesn't give him the chance to reply either way. "What the fuck did you think David? That I'd just pick up and join him in getting this off the ground?" She's angry and her voice quivers slightly as it raises in volume. His silence breaks her heart more than his words ever could. She steps up to him, just a few inches of space between them. "I would never go back to that life, to who I was with Shaw."

"Angelique I never…" David's voice falters slightly and he takes a deep breath. He never meant to hurt her, only to protect her. But he realizes now that deep in his mind he had been slightly afraid when he'd discovered it was Owen Shaw behind it all. Afraid because he truly didn't know how Owen would reach to seeing Angel after all these years, especially because of the terms they had parted on. Afraid because deep down, though he trusted, loved and respected Angel, he wasn't entirely sure she wouldn't go back to her old ways.

"You couldn't trust me David." She says it so quietly, barely above a whisper, but every emotion she's feeling drips from the words. "And now I can't trust you." She turns and moves away from his grasp as he reaches for her arm to stop her.

"Angel wait." He calls out as she makes her way to the door. He's not dumb enough to try and touch her again, if she's pulled away from him each time and tries it again he knows it won't end well for him. "Angel please, where are you going?" he calls out to her as she makes her way down the hall.

She hits the elevator button and watches the doors slide closed, just as they shut she shouts out, "To fix this."

Very short, I apologize, but i'm typing up the next ones and they'll be longer and more action packed. The movie finally comes out tomorrow! So i'll definitely be inspired to write quite a bit. Thanks for reading, reviewing, fav'ing, and following.