That evening, while Angela was on the bed reading a book and Tony walked in from the bathroom wrapped in a towel there was a knock on the door. Angela looked up from her book.

"Come in." The door opened and Samantha stood there with Hank. Sam gasped when she saw Angela sitting on the bed in her silky nightgown and Tony standing there wrapped up in a towel.

"Dad!" Sam hollered. Hank looked down at the floor. Angela stood up and put her robe on.

"Sam, this isn't what it looks like. Your dad was just in the shower."

"Yeah, but why?" Samantha asked wearily. Tony sighed.

"Samantha." He said in his frustrated voice. "What do you want?" Samantha walked in and sat on the edge of the bed. Hank stood behind her with his hands on her shoulders.

"We need to talk to both of you." Samantha said and sighed. Angela sat down on the bed, took off her reading glasses and sat them on the table by the bed.

"What is it Sam?" Angela asked. Samantha sighed again. Tony sat down on the bed next to Samantha.

"Baby?" He questioned. Samantha looked up at him. Her eyes started misting over.

"Dad, I'm so sorry. I don't mean to hurt you." Tony looked at her curiously, but didn't say anything. Hank rubbed her arms.

"It's alright Sam. Do you want me to tell them?" Hank asked. Samantha nodded silently. Hank looked up at them. "I got a job. It's a good job. One that will help me be able to truly support Samantha." Tony perked up and smiled.

"This is good news." He put his hand under Samantha's chin. "Why are you crying?"

"Dad, that's not all." She replied between sobs.

"What? What?" Tony asked. Angela got up and walked over to him. She put her hand on his back.

"Tony, why don't we let Samantha and Hank tell us what's going on?" She suggested patiently. He nodded and then looked up at Hank.

"The job is in Seattle, Washington." Hank replied with a nod.

"Seattle?" Angela asked.

"Washington?!" Tony exclaimed. Sam cried harder.

"I know dad, I'm sorry. I should have told you earlier." Angela walked over to her and Samantha clung onto her.

"It's alright Sam. It'll be okay." Angela said and held her daughter close to her chest.

"I don't know what I'm going to do. We've been so close for so many years and now I'm moving all the way across the country." Samantha looked into Angela's eyes.

"It's alright Sam. You'll be fine. Your dad really understands. We'll still see you. Maybe it won't be across the breakfast table every morning; but we'll still see you enough." Angela said kindly. Samantha looked up at her.

"You believe that?" Angela nods.

"I do." She smiled. Tony walked over and hugged his wife and his daughter.

"I love my girls!" He exclaimed happily. Angela walked away and let Tony take Samantha in his arms. "You will always be my little girl. I love you and I always will. Whether you stay in Fairfield or whether you go to Seattle."

"Really?" She asked. Tony wiped the tears out of her eyes.

"Ay oh, I moved out of Brooklyn to give you a better life. Now Hank wants to move to Seattle so you guys can have an even better life as husband and wife. I think you should go." Tony replied. He was holding back tears, but he didn't want Samantha to see it. Angela walked back over and he took her hand in his.

"Alright." Samantha nodded. She sniffed one more time. "Thank you. Both of you." Then she stood up on her own and walked out the door with Hank right behind her. After Hank closed the door, Tony turned to Angela. He started to break down. Tony looked at the ground and started crying.

"I'm losing my little girl." Tony cried. Angela held him.

"Remember what you told me about Jonathan? It'll be alright. Seattle isn't that far away. It's just a plane ride away." Angela said. "Remember when you were in Iowa last year?"

"But that was just for a few months. This is forever." Tony said. He hugged Angela. She laughed sympathetically.

"Tony, it'll be alright. Samantha is a big girl. We got through her growing up- puberty, college, marriage. You can get through her first move too." Angela stated. Tony shook his head.

"Why does everything have to fall apart right when something good happens for us?" Angela gave him a funny look.

"What do you mean?" She asked. He sat on the bed.

"I got a job with a great school in Boston. And then my step-son quits college and my daughter moves all the way across the country." Tony said. Angela sighed.

"Tony, Jonathan is quitting college, but he will have a good job with his father. Michael has worked in the documentary business almost twenty years now. It is stable work." She paused, probably trying to convince herself of that as well. Then she sighed. "And Samantha, while they are moving to another state, she is doing it because Hank will be able to support her better than he can here. He'll have a good job and she loves him." Tony nodded.

"I understand that. But it doesn't make it hurt any less." Angela nodded.

"I know what you mean." She hugged him. "Why don't you go to bed?" She rubbed his shoulder. "It's getting late. We shouldn't be staying up that late." Tony nodded.

"You're right. We have a lot of work to do tomorrow. We have a lot of packing to do tomorrow." Tony replied. She shook her head.

I'm ready to go." She put her hand through his arm and rested her chin on his shoulder. "But first, you may want to go look for a house in Boston before you move us there." She smiled. He looked over at her.

"I've found a house I really like; but you and I both need to go look at it. Since you are the one who's going to be paying for it." He laughed. Angela looked at him.

"That still bothers you doesn't it?" She asked. He glanced up at her.

"What?"

"That I make more money than you do." She replied. "I have worked in advertising for over ten years, and I run my own agency." Tony looked at her and laughed.

"Angela, I'm a housekeeper. You made more money than I did when you were the executive vice president of Wallace and McQuade." She glared at him.

"I thought you said that your salary was fine."

"It was, back in 1984; but it's 1993. Times have changed, prices have increased." He laughed. "And I couldn't have asked for a dime more. When I worked for you that is." Tony replied. He kissed Angela. (A/N: It was brought up that this would be incredibly weird for Angela to still be paying her HUSBAND. Well, Tony is unemployed since he came back from Iowa. He wasn't able to find a job and they have been living off of her income. But up until the Spring of 1993, he was her housekeeper. they got married in April 1993 and now he's unemployed)

"Did you ever realize that if it wasn't for you I might be with Grant instead of you?" Angela asked and Tony scoffed.

"You wouldn't be with Grant."

"Oh?" Angela asked. She wrapped her arm around him. "As I recall, you are the one who stopped me from spending the weekend with him."

"But you decided that on your own. I imagine you would have found somebody better because Grant wasn't the man for you."

"Maybe you're right." Angela replied. She kissed Tony's cheek. "Well, I'm going to bed, and I'm suggesting you go to bed too." With that, she sashayed over to the bed. Tony walked over and turned the light off as he jumped into bed.