Stephanie POV

With a nod of Carlos head and his one word response, I push him to sit on the chair that is behind him. I take another look at my dark angel, take a deep breath and begin my tale.

"About 13 years ago, my dark angel came into my life, my Hector saved me." He grabbed for my hand and gave it a reassuring squeeze, so I continue. "I was 17 and working part time at the Tasty Pastry. I was closing up shop, when Joe Morelli came in; he said he was going into the Navy and his Mom wanted cannoli's for his going away celebration. I didn't know it at the time but as I was boxing up what we had, he was locking the front door. In order to make an ugly story short, he took my virginity on the floor behind the cannoli case. I didn't say 'no' but I didn't want to have sex either."

While Hector was still holding my hand, Carlos stood up suddenly and wrapped his strong arms around me. I was in a cocoon of safeness between Carlos' arms, and Hector's support holding my hand. Never have I felt as protected as I do being with these two amazing men.

Feeling the courage to continue I kissed Carlos cheek and gave another squeeze to Hectors hand and walked away from them. I gave them a moment to re-sit. Once they did I continued my story "I said that Hector saved me and he did that night. He heard me crying and became my savior, my dark angel. We had been friends since that time until he left me almost 4 and half years ago." I turn to look at Hector, "and I still don't have a very good answer as to why he left."

"Fie, you had so much going for you, you had finished college got your foot in the door in the fashion world and had such a bright future. What damage would a gangbanger for a best friend do to you and your boyfriend?" he asked me.

I was shocked; he doubted my devotion to our friendship. How could he for a moment think of himself as just a gangbanger? Wait, he said boyfriend, what boyfriend? "What boyfriend?" I asked him.

"Your Momma, she told me that you had a boyfriend and he was planning to ask you to marry him. That he was making a name for himself as an attorney, and was going to work his way to becoming Governor, maybe even President. She said that our friendship meant so much to you that you didn't want to hurt my feelings to tell me about him. I have to tell you Fie that hurt. I told you about things that I never told anyone, I couldn't believe you wouldn't tell me about that part of your life." He turned from me.

I moved around him and took his face in my hands "Hector, I wasn't dating anyone. Not at that time. Mom wanted me to date so lawyer but I didn't really want to. But I was so lonely after you wouldn't return my calls or see me I kind of went on that date. And trust me there is no way that twat-waffle will ever become Governor. I can't believe that I was in such a low spot in my life that I married that ass-clown. The ink wasn't even dry on our marriage license when I found him doing Joyce on my brand new dining room table. But the ruckus I caused of our divorce will guarantee him for no political backing for the rest of his life." When I mentioned Joyce I saw the look of disgust across his face, he knew all about the trouble that bitch caused in my life.

"Fie you know I love you but that mother of yours is a puta. She knew I only wanted the best for you that's why she used your future and my past to keep me away from you. Her only saving grace is that she's your mother or else you really don't want to know what I want to do to her." He was seething; you can see the fury that was vibrating off of him as he paced the room. I moved to comfort him, but Carlos stopped me. When I looked at him he just shook his head no. He thinks it's unsafe, that my savior would hurt me but I know better. I know this man's soul and it is beautiful and caring I am safe with him. So I just shook my head back to Carlos, and I can see the concern in his eyes. I walk up to Hector and wrapped my arms around his neck waiting for his fist to unclench and wrap around me.

"I know Hec, you only wanted the best for me, always have…" I whisper in his ear.

He took a deep breathe "siempre será" he finally responded.

Once he is back in control of himself I stepped away from him. And find myself wrapped back into Carlos' arms. As he whispered in my ear "Él puede ser su ángel de la oscuridad, pero creo que tú eres el ángel de luz. Si traslada la luz no sólo de mi vida sino la de su mejor amigo. Me sorprendes."

A/N: The characters contained in this story are not mine; I make no money out of this adventure. The only thing I get is the satisfaction of writing it and hopefully providing entertainment to you the reader! For the one who makes money of these characters please see Janet Evanovich.

Translation:

puta – bitch

siempre será – always will

Él puede ser su ángel de la oscuridad, pero creo que tú eres el ángel de luz. Si traslada la luz no sólo de mi vida sino la de su mejor amigo. Me sorprendes. - He may be your dark angel but I think you are the angel of light. You bring your light not only to my life but to that of your bestfriend. You amaze me.