Disclaimer: Bits and pieces of dialogue and action are from the original episode, the rest comes from me.
Chapter 2
He had hoped it would be Angela who answered the door. His mind had rehearsed the scene a million times. But he wasn't prepared for the shock on her face, the tone in her voice as she asked him what he was doing there. And the robe - that had sent him back. The sense of deja vu was overwhelming. She looked just as good, maybe even better than when he'd first laid eyes on her. He took it as a sign and asked to come in. He could tell he had a chance when he commented on her robe and she'd made that crack about his dressing better, but he was still nervous. She hadn't made a move toward him yet. Just kept staring at him with her arms crossed against her chest. He wanted to explain things, tell her they were wrong, but the right words were so hard to find.
Angela couldn't believe her eyes – first convinced she was suffering some massive delusion. She tried to quash the excitement building in her chest. After all, this may not be what she was hoping for. Nothing had changed. She couldn't stop staring at him. He looked good. Her reactions felt so delayed, like she was standing in a world apart. It took a moment before she realised he was commenting on her wardrobe. And then another to process the connection between now and that day eight years before that her world had changed. She appraised him, suddenly back in the moment. He was certainly dressing better and she said so. He was nervous, she could tell, and while a part of her wanted to throw her arms around him, the rational part held out, held back. She wasn't expecting him to say that he'd quit his job – had to search his eyes to confirm it. Damn how her heart leapt. But no, she wouldn't let him do that for her. She didn't want him to resent her. Then he told her that they were wrong and suddenly all the reasons didn't seem so important. Suddenly the ache and pain were gone. She couldn't resist teasing him, "So... What are your qualifications?" In an instant he was moving towards her, her skin tingling at his touch. She felt – at home. And loved. She broke away from his kiss to look into his eyes and confirm what she was feeling. Softly she smiled and spoke, "You got the job." His eyes twinkled as he replied, "No kidding." They fell back into each other's arms, never wanting to let go again.