"Mr. Almeida? Are you there?" Ashton asked on the other line of the phone.

"My mother's still alive? The Christmas pageant's still going on?"

"Whoa! I don't know anything about a Christmas pageant, but yeah, she's alive. Also that Max Lucas guy, he's fake. We had George Mason create that 'criminal.' Just to let you know."

Tears of horror now turned into tears of joy. "So you didn't really shoot anyone?"

"Big gun sound, fake blood, nobody's hurt. Your parents are in the other room, though. And just so you're not mad at us, we thought it'd be funny if we did a Punk'd about some government agency, like CTU."

Tony was now laughing. "Okay, thanks," He said, and hung up.

Michelle looked at him. "What happened?"

"Well I've been punk'd. It was all fake. Mason knew about it and created the criminal guy, and my parents knew all about it. God, who knew?"

Michelle smiled. This was a totally different side of Tony. Even though she had only been working there three days, she didn't think that Tony had smile muscles. Let alone the power to laugh.

"So, you're the littlest angel, huh?"

Tony stopped smiling. "What the…?"

"I read about you and your mother's dramas,"

Tony smiled a sheepish, but amazing smile.

"Do you still want that coffee?" Michelle asked.

He laughed and nodded.

Michelle didn't know why, but she thought she was falling for Tony Almeida…

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Well that's it…fourth and final chapter of Love Not Hate. Hope you enjoyed it! I'm working on the sequel, so that should come out soon. Please review!