Hi guys! I would tell you all sorts of excuses about why I haven't updated, but you have probably heard them all, so I'm not going to waste your or my time. Anyways, thanks to my reviewers from the last chapter, Aria657, Books-Are-My-Only-Love, Joy1206, Slytherin Ice Princess13 (also known as my evil pixie friend lol) Marqueza and Waiting for the Night. In response to Marqueza's review: for the sake of the story, they are both of a similar build and have similar hair colour, though Angela's is longer and slightly curly. Also, the rest of this story (again Marqueza's question) is sitting in my imagination somewhere waiting to be let out. Oh! And a big thanks to all the people who added this fic to their story alert list, you make me feel appreciated!

Disclaimer: I do not own any characters, places, etc in this story.

I watched as his deep eyes changed from amused to confused, to shock as he jerked back, letting me go. I self consciously ducked my head. I knew my eyes weren't the hazel he had thought. I also knew that the almost black that I did have scared most people. 'Eyes are windows to the soul' superstitious freaks would whisper, and 'who but a dark soul would have such eyes?'

"Terribly sorry," Dom stuttered. "I saw you with the Meathead and presumed… I mean, from a distance you…" He stumbled again, trying to be polite. I took pity on the poor sergeant.

"You thought I was Kel."

"Uh, yes." He was sending nervous looks towards Neal. My sympathy turned out to be short lived, as I shot a murderous glance at the healer, sending him scurrying off to find lunch. I turned back to my real target, and launched straight into my interrogation.

"And why, Dom, would you be running after Kel like she was, I don't know…" I leaned in to whisper. "your lady love?"

His eyes widened so much I thought I would be able to give Kel a pair of sapphire earbobs, they were in so much danger of popping out.

"I tell you what Sergeant. You ask Kel if you can escort her to Raoul's wedding, and I won't tell Neal that you two are in love with each other before you can figure out how to do it without me having to help him hide your bodies." A quick wink and a hip swinging walk away from Dom, and anybody who was watching would think that I had been flirting with him in hopes of a date. What I was really doing, was trying to use my mistaken identity to Kel's advantage. Well, that's what I'm telling her anyway. Personally it's just fun to mess with the sergeants rattled brain. I mean, for all I know, he could be seeing Kel walk seductively away, and just might ask her to the wedding. Not that I had anything to do with it, no not at all.

Ok… I know its short and disappointing after my long absence from your screens, but… think of it as a filler. Feel free to get mad at me via review or PM, it sometimes motivates me (this does not apply to you, Slytherin Ice Princess13, who is not who I based Angela on at all). Later, BMX Princess