The two finally broke apart and got a grip. There were more important to worry about than romance right now. No sooner had Darinamon appeared than Matt heard Puppetmon's voice ringing through his ear's. Also, cries of help from his friends.

"Matt," said Angel franticly, "we've got to do something for them."

"But Darina's in the way," he replied as Gabumon joined them.

Then suddenly, it appeared that a light bulb had just lit up in her head. "Leave it to me," she said confidently. "You go help your friends. I'll take care of Darina."

Matt hesitated a second. "Gabumon," he said forcefully, "go with Angel."

"No Matt," said Angel, shaking her head. "You're going to need him more than me. Besides, I need to confront her by myself."

He about took off, but turned around one last time.

"Are you sure?" he asked, a bit frightened at the thought of her being alone with the evil digimon.

"Positive."

And with that, Angel took off, running into the thick woods. 'If my plan works,' she thought, 'I might be able to help Matt.'

Finally Angel stopped, and so did Darina. She faced the digimon head on and felt the darkness edging at her.

"Darina," she said soothingly. "It's me, Angel, your partner."

"I have no partner," she shot back. "All I have is darkness."

"That's not true. You know it's not."

"All I know is darkness," stated Darina. "SHADOW WING!"

Angel, without time to react, got the attack full in the face. For a second, everything felt cold to her. Yet, Angel got back up off her knees and acted unaffected.

"Why do you try to resist?"

"Because, I Know there is good in this world. I know there's good in you. Come back to the light Darina!"

As it had happened the other night, Angel's weird sign appeared once again on her chest, glowing. Angel glanced down at her chest, then over at Darina. First the digimon's fur turned grey, and her eyes lighter. Then she returned to her rookie level, danarimon. Now she looked like a wolf with floppy ears, symbols on her fur, and rings on her front legs.

"Darina!" she said, hugging her digimon. The symbol had vanished from her chest.

"It's good to see you too," said Darina, who was being squished by Angel.

"Come on, we need to go help Matt! I'll explain on the way."

Darina nodded and the two tore off.

After they defeated Puppetmon, Matt and Gabumon left to start looking for Angel and hopefully the normal Darina. Matt was deep in thought, his thinking once again on something that had been bothering him from the start of his depression.

"Matt!" It was Angel. She ran up and hugged him. He smiled for a moment, then quickly went back to his normal expression. "I would like you to meet Darina! Darina, this is Matt."

The two shook hands (or paws), and then Gabumon and her shook paws too. After that, the four stood in silence for a moment or two. Finally, Gabumon broke the silence.

"We vanquished Puppetmon," he said humbly.

"And did you talk to the others?" asked Angel questioningly.

Matt shook his head. "No, not really."

Angel nodded. Then sighed.

"Well, I guess this is goodbye."

"Huh?" Matt didn't understand. She was leaving?

"We have to get back to my home. I'm not needed here anymore," she said.

"Yes, you are," said Matt. "I need you."

Angel blushed, then once again, out of the blue, hugged him. Except this time she pecked him on the cheek, causing him to blush. After a few minutes they finally pulled away.

"I'll never you Matt," said Angel. "I'll always be there."

And with that, Angel hugged Gabumon (who hates goodbyes.) Before she pulled away, she whispered in his ear, "I think the darkness hasn't left him yet. Watch over him for me."

Gabumon nodded and smiled. Angel winked and got out her digivice. Looking back one more time, she starred at the two, figuring she'd never see them again. Then she clicked a button and vanished.

Matt sighed and trudged on. Angel was right. His problem was not solved yet.

"Where are we?" asked Angel as they landed in a rather peculiar garden.

"I think," said Darina, "we're still in the digital world."

"You're right," said a weary voice, coming from the house. Out walked an old man dressed like one of the Jedi's off star wars. "My name is Jedi, and this is my home. I brought you here to give you something."

And with that, he pulled out a tag and crest. The crest had the same odd symbol that had appeared on her chest earlier.

"Does this-"

"Make you a digidestined? Yes, I suppose it would. This crest happens to be that of guidance."

Angel nodded and put the crest on.

"It's too late for you to join them now, but you shall one day. You and the other two."

The last thing Angel remembered from their meeting was watching him open the portal, which she walked through. It led her to a bridge which was very familiar. She was back in the real world.