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So here we go, next chapter. Umm, well, all I can really say is you know I'm actually evil right?

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Kali drove away from Dean's with the intention of returning to the hotel and having a nice meal and glass of wine in there restaurant as she went over all the paperwork from that day. But once she got her car parked she didn't get out. Instead she thought over all the events of the day. How she had taken a store next to Gabriel's brothers and how she had rented an apartment from Gabriel's brothers boyfriend, and she realised that once she moved down here there was very little chance that she wouldn't see him. They would met. It was going to happen. No ifs and no buts. She was moving to the town in which he lived. So the question that remained was how she was going to deal with the situation? (Well now that is a question isn't it?)

Being here and seeing the people he knew so well. Being in the apartment he had no doubt visited had brought the buried questions to the front of her mind. And now they were there she knew they wouldn't be going away until they were answered. Oh she could leave it to fate to decide the place and time of their meeting and thus carry on the next month wondering what if and why, or she could do something about it right now. (Oooh.)

With that thought she turned the key in the ignition of her car, turning the engine back on and pulled back onto the road. The store she had just bought had an apartment above it. She hoped that the bakery Gabriel owned was the same. And that he was the one who was living in it. With that she drove off to cruise the town until she saw The Bakery.

Gabriel sat in his apartment above the bakery drinking a glass of whiskey. He really had to stop doing that, but right now he felt he needed it. He had let Cassie believe that there was something going on being him and Pamela. And while he was okay with that, it had occurred to him that she might not be. So tonight he would have to ask her to pretend to date him. The thought left a distasteful feeling in his mouth. Why the hell was he resorted to pretending to date a woman? What the hell was wrong with him? There were plenty of nice, attractive, sassy women out there he could date for real, so why the hell wasn't he? Though however much he tried to deny it, he knew the answer to that was the same now as it had been 15 years ago.

Kali.

He met his perfect partner and he had let her go. No other woman would ever match up to her. Not in his mind. But damn that was depressing, if not a little annoying. He did not want to spend his whole god damn life single. He wanted a family too. Maybe if he pretended to date Pamela it would break the ducks back as it were? Maybe by pretending he would realise that there was someone else out there for him. God he hoped so. He knew now he had buried himself first in making sure he and Cassie couldn't be found and second in getting Cassie his happy ending. Refusing to even think about his own. But now, with everything that was happening in his brother's life and the interference in his own he had been made to think about it. Been made to bring that realisation to the surface of his mind, and now it just wouldn't let go. (Oh honey, I am so sorry for what I'm about to do.)

Kali had parked just down the road. Looking at the store fronts she had worked out (she hoped) which was the door to the apartment above The Bakery. The apartment which had a light on inside that she could see through the window showing that someone was indeed home. And yet she was stilling sitting there. (NO get out the car.) She was scared to get out. She didn't know what the answers to her questions were, and she didn't truly know what she wanted them to be. So she sat there as she tried to work it, just watching the street. A woman caught her attention. She was beautiful, in a sexy kind of way. She walked with confidence and a sway of her hips intended to make all men look twice. Flicking her long dark hair back off her shoulders. As a distraction Kali watched, wondering where she was headed and who she was meeting. Was this just another night for her? Or was hers as monumental as Kali's own? Kali watched her walk, not really thinking about anything until she saw her stop. At the door to the apartment above The Bakery. No. she can't be… but she did. The sexy woman banged on the door and Kali sat there in her car holding her breath hoping against hope that is wasn't Gabriel who lived there. (I am sooo sorry Kali.)

Gabriel heard Pamela knock on his door and grabbing his green jacket bounced down the stairs. Time to go on his pretend date.

Kali was still watching when the door opened, thought the figure couldn't be perfectly seen in the evening light she would know that silhouette anywhere. It was Gabriela. She watched with mounting horror as he leaned over and gave the woman a kiss and once he had closed and locked his door linked arms with her and walked off down the street. Watching them Kali wanted nothing more than to be able to blast the bitch into a million little pieces, bringing down the full wrath of the goddess she was named after on to the couple. But she couldn't. She was only human, and she had no right to that man. Not anymore. All she could do was leave and go lick her wounds in private, with a good bottle of wine. As least she had discovered the answer to two of her questions. Gabriel was not single, and it hurt like hell.

Because she still loved him.

(Please don't hate me.)