A/N Sorry this is another short chapter. The next one will be longer I promise. If I get 5 reviews I'll post chapter 14.

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When I walked into the gym, Bobby and Lester were waiting right by the door for me. I just stared at them not saying a word. I wasn't going to give them anything. They had given me their opinion last night, and I didn't need to hear it again. They had a point. Angie was getting much to close to me. I didn't let those two in on my thoughts as we headed started running on the track.

As we started our cool down stretches, I decided it was time to start putting at least part of my plan into place.

"Bobby, is Angie ok to stay by herself at night now?"

Bobby looked at me as he stood up and started stretching his upper body. "She should be. Why?"

"I just think it is time to start focusing on getting her life back for her."

Lester looked like he didn't believe a word I was saying but he wisely kept his mouth shut. We finished up our work out and after hitting the showers we all went upstairs to check on Angie. I figured she had gone back to sleep after I left. A quick glance at my watch told me it was only a little after 6 am.

I opened the door as quietly as I could so that we wouldn't wake her, but before I was even halfway through the door Angie called out from the kitchen.

"If you need to shower make it quick, I've got breakfast on."

I walked in and let Bobby and Lester follow me. "They followed me home can we keep them?"

Angie turned around and looked at the three of us and put her hands on her hips. "Well I suppose, after all if it wasn't for your habit of picking up strays I wouldn't be here. Have a seat guys, and give me a minute."

She turned around and started moving pans around on the stove, we all took a seat at the table. Angie was moving around the kitchen getting plates, and silverware. She came over and set the table before turning around to go back to the kitchen. Lester turned to watch Angie moving about the kitchen. "Hey Ang, I hear your stuff is being delivered to a storage place here in Trenton today."

She put several slices of the French toast on a plate and brought it over to the table with syrup and butter. "That's cool. Can someone pick up a key? I should probably leave it in storage for now, at least until we can figure out what is going to happen next."

She headed back to the kitchen and I got up to follow her. I knew all of this had to be getting to her, and I wanted to help. "You know Angie, I can move some of my stuff to the house, and you can move your things in here. It might help you feel better if you had some of your things here."

She shrugged and piled more French toast on a plate. "No need Tank. I might have someone grab my clothes and things, but other than that there really is no need to un pack." She brushed past me with the plate and walked quickly to the table. "Let's eat before it gets cold."

I followed her to the table and took a seat next to her while Bobby leaned over and lightly touched her arm. "Angie, what's wrong? We thought you'd be happy to have your stuff."

Angie forced a smile on her face and looked at Bobby while she started dishing up plates. "Oh I am Bobby, I just don't want to unpack, and then have to turn around and repack it. After all I'll have to testify soon, and then well who knows, if I don't get killed walking out of the court house I, what move to some little town in the middle of no where to start my life as a Wal-Mart cashier? I'd rather just unpack when I get there."

My heart sank with her words, I knew she was going to be leaving. I just didn't realize how hard it was going to be on her. Us military guys are used to packing up on a moment's notice and heading for places unknown.

Lester grabbed the syrup and poured it over his breakfast. "You know Angie, that might not be your only option. What if you decide not to testify? It's not like they can kick you out of the program now."

Angie just looked at him like he had lost his mind. "Then it would never be over Lester. There is no statute of limitations on murder. I'd be hunted until they finally caught me. Let's face it, it would have been a whole lot better if I had died."

My heart hurt for this poor woman, she couldn't see any way out of this alive. There had to be some other way to make this work. I just couldn't see it.

Bobby sat chewing slowly as if he was thinking hard about something. Finally he put down his fork and looked at each one of us in turn, giving Me and Lester a look telling us what ever he was going to say was going to be a doozy.

"Angie? Is there any reason why Angela Murphy couldn't die?"

She whipped her head around to look at him and he held up a hand to stop any outburst.

"Wait, what I mean by that is why can't Angie start living a life here in Trenton, you know get to be good friends with the Bombshell Bounty hunter and maybe get caught in one of her Stalker problems and die tragically?"

Angie sat back in her chair and pushed her un touched plate away. "Yeah, but I would still have to leave and start over. That's the part that sucks Bobby."

Lester brightened up and leaned forward to join in the conversation. "Not necessarily."

She snorted and rolled her eyes. "Right, I can live right here in this apartment for the rest of my natural life. If that's the plan then Angie doesn't really have to die at all since no one can get to me here anyway."

"No listen, this is probably the craziest thing I have ever thought of in my life. So crazy I'd swear Stephanie thought of it."

"Spit it out Lester" I barked.

"Ok, so here's my question… would you be absolutely dead set against a completely new look?"

Angie just stared at Lester. "What the hell are you talking about? Dying my hair, colored contacts, shoe lifts? I'm a 5 foot 3 inch 200 pound red head Lester. I'm kind of hard to hide."

"Not just the small stuff Angie. I'm talking about letting Brown help you tone up a bit, maybe get a, and I can't believe I am suggesting this, breast reduction, maybe if you want do the cheek bone thing or something, change the structure of your face slightly. It will take time, about a year or so, but by then everyone will have forgotten about Angie, and then you come back as who ever you decide to be. I mean it would be a lot of living out of sight until then, but it could work."

"Lester, that has to be the craziest idea I have ever heard of." she said with a laugh. She stood up from the table and began to clear her plate. She stopped half way into the kitchen and looked back at Lester . "I do appreciate you trying to come up with a good plan though."

Lester nodded and then spoke up again. "You know Angie, you could just marry me and live here forever."

I could hear Angie laughing as she turned on the water in the sink. I decided that this was a good time for us to leave.