He knew that there was a lot to explain. Despite Angie's very understanding nature, he did not expect that she would merely ignore this incident. However, what he had not expected was that she would knock on his door, less than an hour after his release. Mozzie was of course there but he quickly escaped the situation. "Is everything okay?" He asked as she slowly walked in.
"I need to talk to you."
"Angie, you have to believe me. I didn't do..."
"I don't care", she interrupted. There was momentary silence before she continued. "It doesn't matter to me. I know you are not a bad person. Even if you did it, I would not hate you." Neal smiled and breathed in relief. "I love you. You are one of the best things that have ever happened to me." Neal took her hand in his and kissed it. She continued, "I could even run away with you if I had to." Neal's other hand caressed her face and gently pulled her closer to kiss her. Her eyes closed as their lips met. It was gently and brief.
"But I can't do this." Angie whispered.
Neal stepped back in astonishment. Angie opened her eyes and continued, "I have Daisy in my life now. I can be careless. I can't just leave everything behind because she is the best thing that has ever happened to me. I can't afford to be with you."
"Angie, you can't mean this."
"I am sorry, Neal, but you were too late." Angie tried to leave but Neal grabbed her hand again as he begged, "Angie, wait"
She stopped but avoided his look, "Don't do this. You don't have to do this."
She pulled her hand out of his grip. "I am sorry, Neal."
She rushed out without listening to any of Neal's protest or attempts to stop her. Neal tried to follow her but stopped when he saw Peter by the stairs. The same could not be said about Angie as she walked pass him. Peter. "What happened?" He asked in surprise.
"Guess?" Neal said angrily.
"I never meant for this to happen."
"You search her house!"
"I was proving your innocent."
"To whom, to yourself? You actually thought that they would find something there."
"I had to be sure."
"How many times to you have to be sure?"
"Just give her some time."
And so Neal did. He tried to call her, knowing that she wouldn't pick up, but he did not go to her house or work. He waited for days while often taunting Peter but Neal took his advice. However, in the end even Peter advices him to find her, and once again he followed his advice.
He stood before her door and thought long about knocking, fearing the worst. However, before he could knocked stopped him.
"There is no one there." An old lady said.
"Angie moved? Where did she go?"
"Oh, I don't know. She left yesterday. It is quite a shame, and I really liked her. But good for her. I saw a big car taking her away. It all happened so quick that I even began to doubt whether she was ever here."
"She just left?"
"Yes, the apartment well be for sale next month."
At this point Neal rushed down to her coffee shop but only found one of the male workers. He rushed forward without any concern for the line. "Is Angie here?"
"Sorry, sir. you have to go back in the line."
"I am just looking for Angie."
"She is not here." The voice came from behind him. Lisa walked up to him. "I am sorry, Neal, but she left."