Shawn continued playing with Baby. For some odd reason watching her run around chasing a tennis ball in the snow seem to make his mood lift a little.

'Bark, bark, bark'

"Want me to throw it again girl? Ok, ok ready go!"

Shawn waited a few minutes, but immediately got nervous when he didn't feel Baby's nose pushed at his hand to throw her ball again.

"Baby? Baby? Here girl come here. Baby!"

Shawn walked back home, and saw Baby at the front door, with everybody even a young woman who looked like…

"Angela?"

Shawn froze in his spot. She looked beautiful and the second she laid eyes on him, her own lit up and she took off at a run.

"Shawn" she ran into his arms and he fell backward into the snow. When Shawn felt the cold of the snow beneath him he realized he wasn't dreaming, this was real, Angela was real. She here, in his arms and he did what he had been waiting to do since the second they said goodbye. He kissed her and she kissed him in return.

"Umm should we just leave them there?" Alan looked around for an answer.

"Well unless Mr. Hunter and Miss Davis want frost bite" Mr. Feeny looked disapprovingly at the sight of passionate public affection unfolding on the front lawn.

"Trust me Mr. Feeny it's too hot for frost bite" Eric patted Mr. Feeny on the shoulder and lead him back in the house.

"Hunter", Shawn looked up at Jonathan, "bring the lady in the house, huh?"

"Oh yeah, yeah, come on" Shawn helped Angela up but still managed to continue kissing her.

"Shawn, Shawn", Angela attempted to get out between kisses, "who's your friend?"

"You remember, this is Jon Turner, you've met him."

"No Shawn, I mean" Angela pointed to Baby.

"Oh Angela this is Baby, Baby this is Angela. Remember I was telling you about her? Isn't she pretty?" Shawn introduced while rubbing Baby.

'Bark, Bark, Bark' she responded and wiggled while licking Angela's face.

Angela smiled and patted her head, "You named her Baby?", Shawn just smiled, "Hello Baby, did your daddy tell you nice things about me? Aren't you a pretty girl?"

"Angela do you want some tea, hot chocolate, coffee?" Amy offered her new guest.

"Hot chocolate would be great, thank you."

"Shawn?"

"I'll have the same, thanks mom"

"Coming up"

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Shawn and Angela were sitting alone on the love seat in the corner, while the rest of the family and friends bustled around them.

"I was so afraid you weren't coming back"

"Shawn why you think that?"

"He was afraid you thought he was trailer trash, dumped him for some rich guy in Europe, and was never coming back"

"Thank you Eric" Shawn gave him a looked that was pure venom.

"Yeah he's been doing nothing but moping around, in a sour mood" Cory added, receiving an equally tart stare from Shawn.

"Yeah Angela I don't think you realize the power you hold over him" Topanga whispered into her ear.

But those looks were nothing compare to the look Angela gave him, right before she slapped him across the face.

"Ow what was that for?"

"Shawn Patrick Hunter", Angela had been there less than an hour and Shawn already knew he was in trouble, "You'd honestly think I'd want one of those stuck up annoying European men? I never want to hear you say anything like that again; I love you for you and the man you've become. I don't give a damn where you came from; you're the best thing in my life. I don't want you change; you're not trailer trash Shawn. And if you continue to think this way, then maybe I will leave and won't come back. Do you understand me?" Shawn could see the hurt in Angela's eyes, he just nodded, "Good now kiss me."