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Pyaar Ka Pal: Part 22

Six months later, Kripa joined the hospital and quite the job at the Roller Disco. Kripa graduated Medical School with a degree specializing in forensic, and minored a little about Physiology and the brain. Everything had been going fine. Prithvi got somewhat close to Kripa. But she stayed away from him as much as possible, a lunch or dinner together was common between the two now. Kripa was quite over Angad's death but still thought about him every few minutes. Everything she did would some how connect her to Angad. Dadi had started to tell Kripa about finding her self a life partner and settling down but Kripa refused.

Today Kripa stood at London Air port with Anjali, who was waiting for Shahid. And Kripa waited for her Aunt, Dilip's sister. Anjali had told Shahid about her feeling and Shahid was quite shocked at first. But then he also accepted her, and the two got engaged a month before Aaliya and Josh were suppose to get married. But they didn't because a family problem broken in Josh's house and they wedding delayed for one year. This disappointed both Aaliya and Josh but they both had to deal with it.

Shahid walked up to Anjali and they both hugged tightly. And then Shahid hugged Kripa.

"Guys, you can leave, I have to wait for my crazy, Bua, I wonder where on earth she is right now." Anjali and Shahid left and Kripa continued to wait for her Bua.

A hour later her Bua finally arrived. Kripa loved her Lovleen Bua very much. She was a lot like a mother to her. But right now Kripa didn't want her to be here. Why? Because Dadi had contacted her and told her come over and knock some brains into Kripa and make her get married. Kripa ran to Lovleen Bua and hugged her tightly.

"How's my darling daughter doing?"

"Fine Bua."

"Good." Lovleen Bua was a widow who's husband died in a plane crash a few years back. She couldn't have kids so she considered Kripa her daughter.

"Shall we go?"

"Sure!" Kripa picked up her bags and they left to Dadi's house. When Kripa entered with Lovleen Bua, the house was dull and quite. Anjali and Shahid were there already, but something had happened before Kripa got there.

"What's wrong? Itna sanaata."

"Kuch Nahie Kripa, bas aaiasa he." Shahid said.

"Ok! Anyways guys, meet my Lovleen Bua. Bua this is Anjali, and Shahid, and you know Dadi." Bua hugged Anjali and Shahid and blessed them about there relationship.

"Now just find someone good for Kripa." She begged.

"Bua??? You know that's not possible. I don't have time to get married." Saying this she ran into her room, and Bua walked behind her.

Kripa sat on her bed crying with Angad's picture close to her. "How do I tell these people Anagd that I love so much, I can't marry someone else. How do I explain to these people that your still here with me today. You talk to me when I need to. Your still so close to me. Then how can I marry someone who I will never love. How? Angad why did you leave me and go. I really need to Angad, always, not just in my imagination but next to me all the time. I wish that I would wake up one morning and you next to me, holding me and realize all this was a dream. Will that ever happen Anagd?" Kripa cried louder and Shahid and Bua watched her cry from far away.

"Kripa." Shahid called. "Aunty, can I have a second with her?"

Bua nodded and left. "Kripa." He said again.

"What is it Shahid?" He sat in front of Kripa and held her hand in his.

"You miss him a lot don't you?" Kripa nodded like a little kid looking at Angad's picture. "He misses you a lot to."

"What?"

"Yes. Come with me." Shahid took Kripa's hand and took her to the window and looked at the sky. "Where ever he is today, he misses you. And no one would know this better than me. I have seen him goes thought the ups and downs of life Kripa. I don't know if Anagd ever loved you because he never told me, but I'm sure he does today. And if you keep crying you will never let his soul rest." Kripa looked at Shahid. "I'm not Angad, Kripa, he cared for you very much and he still does I'm sure, but you have to let go of the past and move on."

"Fine!" Kripa began, "I'm ready to marry anyone you guys want."

Shahid smiled and put his arms around Kripa, "We have already picked someone."

"Who?"

"You'll know soon! Come on now stop crying." He wiped her tears.

"You go, I'm coming." Kripa closed her eyes and felt Angad by her side again, his arms slowly formed around her and Kripa hugged him back crying. "I'm proud of you Kripa!" He said in a soft whisper crying himself. A little later Kripa went outside and there sat someone already waiting for her.

******

Three months later, Hospital. Senior doctors were deciding on someone to send to France for training. And the two names that came to them were Kripa and Anjali. But some said they could send Kripa to France and Anjali to Scotland or even Germany. And if wanted to the States. After having a long arguments Kripa and Anjali were called in.

"We have come upon a decision." Started the head. "We will be sending Kripa to France and Anjali to Germany!"

"Germany! That's great sir but.."

"No buts Ms. Anjali, this is our final decision."

"Yes sir."

"Any question ladies?"

"No sir."

"You both may leave."

"This trip is three months long!" Exclaimed Kripa.

"Ya, so?"

"I can delay my wedding for three months."

"Kripa, stop it. I think you should refuse and start spending some time with him."

"Ms. Anjali Sharma! Soon to be Mrs. Anjali Shahid Mehra, just shut-up. If I knew that Dadi was talking to Prithvi Bose, I would have never agreed."

"Kripa, Prithvi is a nice guy he loves you a lot."

"I know. But still, I still have faith that one day I will have Angad standing in front of me."

"Keep dreaming!"

"No Anjali, I'm serious. I was starting to accept Prithvi, not love, but I have a soft corner for him. But now I feel like something is wrong. I feel like you guys are hiding something from me."

"What can we hide Kripa?"

"I don't know. But it's important."

"Kripa, your insane."

"I know! And I will figure out what you guys are cooking, for now, I'm going to go meet my crazy lover, Prithvi. And then go home and pack."

"Ok, I will see you later. Bye."

"Bye." Kripa left and Anjali dialed Shahid.

"Shahid, she has started to suspect us. We must do something soon. Ok, see you in a while."

Pyaar Ka Pal: Part 23

Anjali ran inside Shahid's house quickly saving herself from the rain. She brushed the rain off her and then walked into his bedroom where Shahid was jogging on his treadmill. "Wow my rock star! Where do you get the killer looks and the sexy body?" Anjali drooled as she saw her love workout. His eyes met hers and she felt like someone was aiming at her with daggers. Shahid's green eyes squinted and wiping his face with a towel he grabbed his water bottle and drank half of it.

"It's all for you, otherwise after marriage you will say, oh Shahid, are you sure you're a FIB agent, who doesn't even know hot maintain his fitness?" Anjali giggled and hugged him.

"I don't care about your looks, all I know is I love you and I never want to be away from you."

"Not bad, then I have an idea, how about we run away right now and get married." He teased.

"Oh stop it now." Anjali said as she hugged him tighter, a fear hid in her embrace and Shahid sensed it.

"Anjali, are you ok? You seem tensed, sacred. What's wrong."

Anjali started to cry, and Shahid got really scared. "Anjali? What's wrong. Tell me." But she kept crying. Shahid made her sit down on the sofa and got her a glass of water. "Calm down first and tell me what's wrong. And you were quite tensed about Kripa as well." Anjali stood up and hugged Shahid once again. He hugged her back and caressed her hair.

"Why can't we tell her Shahid?"

"Tell who what?"

"Tell Kripa."

"We can't Anjali. He'll kill me."

"And what about Kripa who goes to sleep every night thinking that one morning she will wake up in Angad's arms. She's going to ruin her life with Prithvi. She doesn't love him one bit Shahid, and I just witnessed that."

"Then what do you want me to do? Tell her that…"

"Yes, tell her! It's good for both of them."

"I can't damn it, I just can't."

"Fine!" Anjali pushed him away, "Then I will tell her. I can't see her suffer Shahid."

"Shut-up Anjali." Shahid yelled. "You can't do this to me. We are doing this only for there good. No one else but Kripa's good."

"If this is good I wonder what worst is. I don't care, I'm telling Kripa… I'm going to tell her that Angad is alive…" The words echoed, as Kripa dropped something. Shahid and Anjali turned and looked to see Kripa standing there.

"Shit!" Shahid ran to Kripa who started to loose her balance.

"Don't touch me." She screamed. "Don't!"

"Kripa, but, give me a chance." Shahid said as he moved closer.

"No!" She screamed. "I didn't expect this from you Shahid. You knew Angad was alive but you never told me. Why?"

Shahid grabbed Kripa's shoulder and shook her, but Kripa broke free. Anjali stood there crying.

"Shahid why, why, why! No actually it's not your fault. It's Angad's fault. If he wanted to he would have came back to me. But he didn't. He hates me. Everyone does. I was correct, I can never get the love I deserve. No one loves me no one. And Angad, I thought he was the love of my life, but once again I was wrong, that man doesn't care about me. He hates me. And you know what, I'm sure he found the love of his life and is living a happy life, he's a…" Shahid slapped her.

"Shut-up Kripa Kapoor. Just shut-up! Do you know what your are saying?" Shahid's voice raged in anger, his eyes were red around his green irises. "I thought that Angad Khanna was a lucky man to have someone like you, who loves him. But I was wrong."

"Stop-it Shahid, you can't do this to Kripa. Just stop it. Let's go Kripa."

"NO!" She screamed. "I want to hear him, what is Angad Khanna's great excuses to be away from me for two years. I want to know."

"You want to know?" Shahid screamed back. "Come with me." Shahid grabbed her hand and took her out of the room and to his car. He threw her in the car and drove away while Anjali followed them.

The car stopped in front of a small hospital about two hours later. Shahid took Kripa out of the car and took her inside. He opened the door to a small room and pushed Kripa in there. "This is his great reason for being away from you." Kripa looked at the bed and lay there Angad. "He, Kripa Kapoor has been in Coma for almost two years now. Longer than I was. See! He's enjoying life!" Shahid had tears in his eyes and he fell to the floor crying as Anjali ran in holding him.

Kripa stood there motion less. She couldn't believe it. Slowly she walked to Angad and sat beside him. She leaned over and she collapsed on Angad, and tightly put her arms around him crying.

Three hours later, Shahid sat on the sofa next to Anjali who was sleeping, and Kripa sat beside Angad unable to take her eyes off him.

"How did you find him Shahid?" Shahid looked up at Kripa.

"Why do you care?"

"Just tell me."

"Theek hai tho suno." Kripa held Angad's hand tightly as Shahid started to tell her his story.

Pyaar Ka Pal: Part 24

"When Angad called the FBI in Italy the day of the bomb blast I was suppose to come with him." Kripa looked at him confused.

"I work for the FBI Kripa. Don't ask questions."

Angad stood there tying his wire cable on his waist when the door opened with thud. Anagd looked the other way and saw Shahid standing there. "Shahid? What are you doing here."

"Don't ask, just come with me."

"Where."

"Just come." He grabbed Angad's hand and pulled him away, and they ran out of the room. There were two minutes till the bomb blasted. Shahid took Angad to the back exit of the hotel and as they ran out the bomb started to blast. The fire quickly spread to the back exit and some thing fell on Angad's head. Shahid took Angad in his arms and dragged him out into his car. Angad was bleeding heavily, and his arm was also burnt. "Angad! Angad!" Shahid tried to wake him up but he didn't wake up. Shahid took him to the hospital where he was taken into the operation theater. He waited in front of the O.T. for hours until the doctor finally came out.

"He can sleep into coma any time, but he's in conscience right now, you can meet him." Shahid ran into the room where Angad lay with tears in his eyes.

"A-A-Angad…" Angad looked at him and smiled. Shahid sat next to him and held his hand tightly. "You have to stay here."

"I will!" He said weekly. "You have to do me something, don't talk just listen. I told you about Kripa. Her life is in danger. You have to investigate the matter, try to keep an eye on her at all times." Shahid nods his head obediently. "Don't tell her that I'm still alive. By now everyone must think I'm dead. And they should never find out that I'm alive never."

"Angad, Kripa will be heart broken."

"I know." He said as his breathing got heavier. "She will be, but eventually she will learn to live with it. She will have to learn to live without me. Kripa and Dadi are my family Shahid, and now they are your family. You have to take care of them, protect them. Will you do that for me?"

"I will, but I have a condition." He said, eyes watery, and his voice cracking.

"What?"

"You have to promise me that you will come back, and we will save Kripa together. Angad, Kripa is your life you can't do this to her. You love her, don't you?"

"I don't love Kripa, Shahid. It was never love, just infatuation, a crush, attraction what ever you want to call it. Anything but love."

"Damn you Angad, your lying to me and you. Anagd Kripa will die. I won't do this, I'm going to tell her." Shahid lets go of his hand and looks away. Angad takes his hand in his and Shahid looks at Angad.

"Friends?" He asked weakly.

"Forever!" Replied Shahid. Tears ran from both Angad's and Shahid's eyes and they hugged. Angad's breathing was getting more and more rapid and heavy. And suddenly he collapsed and he let go of Shahid. Shahid sat there for hours crying, and then promised himself that who ever did this to Angad and Kripa, he will get them.

Shahid had tears in his eyes once again. "You made me break my promise Kripa. Why?"

Kripa looked at Angad, he lay there so peacefully. "Because I love Angad. And this love is true, and pure. Otherwise Angad wouldn't have been here in front of me today. And one day my love will show it's colors. After that I don't care if Angad loves me or not. He can go spend his life with anyone he wishes, as long as he is happy." Every word Kripa said touched Shahid, he stood up and walked to Kripa and sat down beside her.

"Kripa, your love for Angad will help." Kripa looked at Shahid-

"You think so?" She asked.

"I know so!" He said taking her hand in his. "Kripa when we were in college, Angad told me everything about you. Every little detail. So much I never felt I hadn't met you. Angad was the best friend everyone dreamed of. He is so nice, so understanding, I would stand up for him if any one would hurt him, because he would allow people to hurt him without saying a single word. We were like brothers."

Kripa smiled and looked at Angad again, "He doesn't love me. He never wants to see me again. I'm going to stay with him until he gets better. The day his eyes open and gets out of coma, I will leave him. Never see him again."

"Kripa, will you marry Prithvi still?"

Kripa smiled once again and held Angad's hand tightly in hers. "I love only one person Shahid and that is Angad. I can't marry anyone else."

"What if Angad told you to marry someone else, then what would you do?" Shahid's eyes looked into Kripa's eyes, waiting for the answer. Kripa didn't speak but Shahid understood. "Let me guess Kripa. You will marry him to make Angad happy, right?" Kripa simply smiled. "Now let me tell you something, Angad is going to deny that he loved you forever, but I think he's unfortunate if he lets go of you."

"No Shahid, correct your self, I'm going to be unfortunate if I loose him again, and I'm going to. There's no doubt on that."

Shahid smiled, "Kripa, you know I've always wanted a sister, and I think I have found her in you, and being your brother I promise you that you will get your love. I have listened to Angad enough. He's made enough mistakes and I have let him make them, but not anymore. I'm not going to let him ruin his and your life."

"You're a sweetheart!" Anjali said. Shahid turned around and saw Anjali grinning. "And in this effort of your I'm ready to help you guys!"

"Wait a second." Kripa began. "Guys, no one will force Angad. And I mean no one. I don't want Angad under any type of compulsion. Never. Is that clear?" Kripa said in a strict voice.

"You know Anjali, Kripa fits perfectly to be Angad's wife! They both are quite boring and strict." Shahid taunted.

"Shut-up Shahid, instead of worrying about me worry about yourself ok!"

"About what Kripa?"

"Your wedding to Anjali. You guys should start planning."

"Oh don't worry about that, Anjali and I have decided that we are going to run away and marry!" Joked Shahid.

"Very funny!" Kripa said making a face.

The door opened and a nurse came in, "The visiting hours are over, only one person can stay with him." Saying this the nurse left the room.

"Shahid, take Anjali, I'll stay with Angad." Kripa demanded.

"No Kripa, you go with Anjali!" Shahid said.

"Shahid NOW!" Kripa said in a treachery manner.

Anjali giggled, and Shahid stood up, "Kripa, make sure to give me lessons on how to keep your husband in hand! I'm going to need them."

"Anytime! Your welcome!" They both laughed while Shahid gave a 'I'll see you guys later' look.

Kripa looked at Angad and placed her head on his chest, hugging him tightly, yet this time with a smile on her face. "I love you Angad!" She smiled to herself. She just couldn't believe it. Nearly two years later Angad was in front of Kripa. Now all she had to do was make him get well as soon as possible. Kripa later fell asleep next to Angad reviewing his old report.

Next morning, Shahid entered the room to find Kripa sleeping. Shahid had encountered Kripa while sleeping. But for the first time she slept with a smile on her face. Shahid knew that Angad was going to get better very soon. Anjali walked behind him and followed his gaze, and then smiled to herself. "They are made for each other!" She whispered. "They are." Shahid whispered back.

"You think Kripa is going to go to France now?" Anjali asked.

"I don't think so, and if she wants to I'm not going to let her. Anjali do me a favor, examine Angad today and tell me how he's doing."

"I will!" She assured him. "For now lets go, I don't think we have to worry about Angad any more."

"We don't!" Shahid said happily.

*****

A week passed by Kripa stayed with Angad. She took off from the hospital and declined the offer for France. Angad was indeed improving, and why wouldn't he, he was after all under the safe hands of Dr. Kripa Kapoor! Kripa had full hope that Angad would regain conscience anytime soon now. Kripa hadn't told Prithvi about this yet as she hadn't seen him. He, apart from being a trustee of the hospital, he was also the owner of a fashion house, 'Suraj.' Anjali's trip had been moved a month ahead because of a few problems.

The company because of which may things happened. She lost her parents, but also gained there love. This was one more reason added to Kripa's list to why she couldn't marry Prithvi anymore. But honestly it was an excuse. No matter how hard Kripa tried, she still had hope that Angad would wake up, take her in her arms and tell her how much he loves her. But she knows it's not true.

One day, Kripa was checking Angad like she had been for the past few weeks, when she thought she saw movement in his hands. Yet at the same time she thought that it was just her imagination. But then again the same thing happened. She quickly called Shahid, and he came running in. They stood there as Angad moved his hands for the first time in two years. His lips quivered. And his eyes slowly began to open.

The image was blurry, and his head seemed to spin. He slowly grabbed his head, and then his eyes fully opened. Shahid ran to Angad, and looked at him, and then slowly next to him he saw Kripa. He looked at them once by one. "Where am I?" He finally asked. "Who are you guys," he continued. "And who am I?"

"Angad, its Shahid, your best friend. Remember we used to play football in college. Angad?" Shahid was confused. Kripa knew exactly what had happened, crying she ran out of the room, and Shahid followed her.

"Kripa, Kripa! Meri baat tho suno." He grabs her arm and turns her around. "Kya hua? Aur yeh Angad…"

"He has lost his memory." She cried. "He has lost his memory." Kripa fell to the floor crying, and Shahid just couldn't believe it. Anjali came running to Kripa and helped her get up.

"Shahid, kya hua, why is Kripa crying?" She asked as she helped Kripa sit down. "Shahid I'm talk to you." Shahid still didn't reply and Anjali walked to Shahid. "Shahid, is Angad ok?" Still Shahid stood there crying, and soon hugged Anjali breaking down. "Shahid, for god's sake, stop crying and tell me what's the matter?" She pulled away from him and cupped her face.

"Anjali, Angad…"

"Angad what?" She yelled.

"Angad lost his memory. He doesn't remember me, he doesn't remember Kripa. No one." He cried even more now. Anjali let go of him in shock, and backed away, running right into Angad's room where she found him sleeping once again. Kripa came running behind her to stop her, but when she saw Angad sleeping she got worried once again thinking he might have slept into coma once again.

She quickly ran to him and shook him in an effort of waking him up. After a minute of so, Angad opened his eyes. And Kripa took a sigh of relief. "Did you mind my family?" He asked. A tear formed in the corner of her eye once again, but she quickly wiped it.

"Yes we have." Kripa concluded. "Your grand mother should be here any time soon. And these are your friends, Shahid and Anjali." She pointed to each one.

"And you are?" He asked.

"She's…" Shahid began.

"I'm your doctor." Kripa said quickly smiling. "Only your doctor, nothing more."

"Ok." He said politely.

"Now you can take rest, and will come back in sometime to check on your." Kripa said as she checked his pulse one last time. "Shahid, Anjali, you guys can stay here." Kripa walked quickly out the room into the small cabin she was appointed. She stood near the window weeping. She thought back to her words; Only your doctor, nothing more, she cried more when she felt someone's hand on her shoulder. She turned around finding Shahid there, her tears started flowing once again, as she threw her arms around him. "I'm only his doctor" she repeated again and again, "I'm only his doctor." Kripa parted from Shahid and wiped her tears. "I'm sorry Shahid."

"When can we talk him home?" He asked.

"If possible by tomorrow. And just make sure that he's not stressed. Try and remind him old events, but make sure that he doesn't over stress his brain. That would hurt him." Kripa picked up a few files. "I've handed this case to someone else, so from tomorrow I won't be here. In fact, I'm going to try to get my trip to France valid again." Kripa looked at Shahid. "Kya hua? Aaisa kya dekh raha ho?"

Shahid took a step closer and held Kripa's shoulders, "How did you manage to love him so much?"

"I don't know, never asked myself." She joked. The door opened once again and walked in Josh next to Aaliya. "Guys, you all can't be in my office at once."

"Shut-up Kripa." Yelled Aaliya. "Anjali told me everything. Your stupid, why are you doing this to your self?"

"Can you explain what exactly I'm doing?"

"What are you doing? Ask us what your not doing." Concluded Josh. "Have you ever thought that when Angad gets his memory back, he'll kill him self for doing this. To make you think this way?"

"And what if he never gets his memory back?" Kripa said camly.

"Kripa what are you…" Began Shahid.

"It's clear. A patient who has been in coma for two years, wakes up with his memory lost. There's only five percent chance that he's going to get it back. Unless Angad is bluffing. Which I doubt. He's not that of an actor! And now if you guys will excuse me I have to go on my rounds. So everyone out!" She waited for everyone to leave and then she left for her rounds. She entered the new born baby room. This was the place where she could spend hours.

Starting from the first baby to the last she checked every one of them. These were babies who's mothers had either died and they didn't have a father, or either there mothers weren't ready to accept them. And when she reached the last baby, he was awake. Kripa put her clip board down and picked him up. The cute baby put his arms around Kripa, playing with her hair. He was the cutest little thing Kripa had ever seen. She wished she could sit with him all day and play. His gentle touch made her forget everything.

Five minutes later Kripa put him down back into his crib. She kissed his lips and turned to leave, but she couldn't, she felt as if someone was holding her coat. She turned to find the little baby holding on to her lab coat. His blue eyes smiling at her. Kripa freed her coat and kissed him once again. "I'll see you soon baby!" She caressed his cheek with her finger and then left.

She went to other room's and time passed. It was around seven and it was time for her to see Angad for the last time as she wished, hoped.

She opened his door and found him sitting there reading a news paper. "Hi, Mr. Khanna." She greeted she him. Angad looked up from his paper, and smiled back at her.

"Good Evening Doctor." He replied back. "Can I ask you something?"

"Yes, what is it?"

"When can I go home?"

"Well, maybe by tomorrow, only and only if we have a doctor or nurse available to come with you." Kripa took Angad's wrist and checked his pulse. "Your doing great! That's it for today. You take good care of your self, and I won't be here from tomorrow, you will be appointed a new doctor."

"Why not?" Angad asked.

"Well, I promised a friend something."

"Ok!"

"Bye Mr. Khanna."

"Bye Doctor." Kripa left the room and walked into the Senior doctors room. She took a deep breath and knocked.

'May I come in sir."

"Yes Kripa. Tell me."

"I would like to quit Mr. Khanna's case."

"You can't" He said simply. "In fact we are discharging him tomorrow, and you will have to take up that job. From morning to night."

"But Doctor-"

"No question. You may leave."

"Yes doctor." Kripa left the room frowning.

"Kripa."

"Yes Doctor."

"Actually we are discharging him today."

"Yes Doctor."

Kripa called Dadi and Shahid and they came and picked them up.

Pyaar Ka Pal: Part 25

Shahid stopped the car in front of Dadi's house, and Dadi and Shahid left leaving Angad with Kripa. Kripa got out and opened the door for Angad. Angad put both feet on the ground one by one, stood up and started walking Kripa by his side. Suddenly he tripped when Kripa grabbed his arm and pulled him back. She made Angad put one arm around her and took him inside.

Shahid had put Angad's stuff in his room, and was sitting with Dadi and Kripa's Bua when Kripa entered.

"Kripa, take Anagd to his room." Dadi asked. Kripa nodded and led Angad to his room and helped him sit on his bed. Angad looked around to find pictures of him every where.

"Yeh kisska kamra hai?" He asked.

Kripa looked at him and said, "Aapka kamra hai Mr. Khanna, but I was using it."

"Why?"

"I was living with Dadi for the past time."

"Why?"

"Because, I had to."

"Why?"

Kripa looked at him carefully now, "You Don't need to know that. Take rest, I will bring your dinner in some time."

******

Kripa went outside and sat down next in between her Bua and Dadi.

"Kripa, Prithvi had called today." Bua Began, "He was wondering if we could get you guys atleast engaged."

"I-" Kripa began, "Will no marry Prithvi, I will not marry anyone."

"Lakin Kripa…"

"Enough Bua, please. I can't ruin Prithvi's life by marrying him. I don't care about myself. I'm here to be here. But Prithvi deserves someone much better."

"Kripa I…"

"Dadi, please at least you understand." Dadi nodded and Kripa stood up. "I'm going to make Angad dinner, until then Dadi please sit with him." Kripa went into the kitchen and Dadi went to Angad's room.

*****

Angad sat there with his eyes closed. Looking weak and pale. Dadi sat down beside him and caressed his hair. Angad slowly opened his eyes and saw Dadi, and smiled.

"Do you feel better baacha?" Angad just nodded and looked at Dadi.

"Dadi, who is Kripa?"

Kripa froze at the door and stood there.

"Angad, Kripa is," Dadi closed her eyes and remembered Kripa's words. You will, no one will ever tell Angad, as long as his memory is gone who I am. Never. "Kripa is just a family friend. Her parents died a few years back and she started to live with me. After you left, she took care of me. That's all."

"Oh! Ok. Dadi, can you tell me more about my self." Angad asked. Tears ran out of Dadi's eyes, as she place her head on Angad's chest.

"I will beta. But not now. I'm just glad you are back. Very glad." Angad put his arm around Dadi. He didn't know that his lady was really his grand mother. But her love, her warmth, made him believe him.

Kripa wiped her tears and put a smile on and tapped on the door, "Can I come in?" She walked in and stood beside Dadi, with Angad's soup.

"Kripa, go take rest, I will feed Angad." Kripa left saying she will be back to make sure he takes his medican. Kripa went to Lovleen Bua's room where she sat watching T.V. Kripa cwarled in her bed hugging her tightly. Lovleen turned the T.V. off and looked at Kripa.

"Kripa we have to tell Prithvi something."

"Don't worry about him, I will meet him and tell him."

"Kripa, you have to marry someone then why not Prithvi?"

"Because I don't love him."

"And the guy you do love will never love you. Kripa kab tak tum kudh sa, sab sa door bhagti raho gi?" Kripa pulled away and looked at Bua.

"Bua, I loved Angad without keeping any conditions. When I loved him I didn't once think he should love me back as well. I know he will never love him, but because he doesn't love me doesn't mean, I have to forget him as well, does it?"

Bua just looked at Kripa in disbelief. "Kripa, can I tell you something."

"What?"

"You have always thought that your parents died an an car accident. That was a lie. They were actually killed." Kripa froze as the words reached her ears.

"Bua…"

"Haan Kripa, a month before Dilip died he came to visit me and told me what happened. And he said someone is trying to kill him and Damani. At that time he took my promise that I will take care of you and get you married into a nice house. And I have to fulfill this promise."

"You have to give me time bua. I'm not ready. Really, I'm not ready. Aur Prithvi kya, I'm not ready to ruin anyone's life."

"Kripa, I give you six months, that's all, after that I'm not listning to you."

"Thanks Bua!"

A month passed by, Kripa told Prithvi and there marrage was broken. Kripa had five more months. Angad was fit physically, but he still had to exercise daily, and he would still get tired much quicker. Mentally he hadn't got his memory back. And now everyone feared that he will never get it back.

Like every day Kripa took Angad with her to the hospital with because he had asked if she could. Kripa found this Angad coming closer to her, but she tried to stay away as much as possible. She had convinced her self that she will go away no matter what, as soon as the Doctors gave her permission. It was more of a run away from home mission that she was planning she would leave without telling anyone. That was the only way she could avoid getting married.

A few strange things had started to happen as well. Kripa found the same car following her around lately. But then she decided maybe it was a worker

and shook the thought.

One other thing that had been disturbing Kripa was that Angad was very fimilar with many things around him. For instance, the other day she saw him with Shahid, and he was talking to him so comfortably that no one could imagine he had lost his memory. Even Shahid was confused. But then she thought that he wouldn't lie.

Kripa picked up that same little blue eyed boy. Now grown alittle. His black hair a little longer, and now he would talk to Kripa in his baby language talk. Kripa was glad that no one had adopted him yet because she loved spending time with him.

"How's my baby doing?" The little guy smiled at Kripa, as Kripa sat on a small sofa, feeding the little boy. Angad stood there just watching them, a twinkle in his own eyes.

"What's his name?" He asked.

"Well, he doesn't have a name, but I call him Kris." Kripa finished feeding the baby and put the bottle down. She put him aginst her chest and stood by patting his back in an effor to make him burp. When the little boy finally burped Kripa put him back down in the crib and bend down and kiss him. "I'll see my baby tomorrow!" He cried and threw his arm up in the air, giving a clue to Kripa to pick him up again. "Oh! My baby!" She picked him up once again, and he stopped crying. Kripa wasn't that amazed but Angad, his eyes widened, he wa fascinated as if this was a new invention. Kripa played with the little boy and then saw Angad just staring at her.

"Angad? What happened?"

"Oh! Nothing, I was just wondering, he was crying like crazy, and then you picked him up and he's laughing! How can that be?"

"That's a secreat between him and I. Right!" She gentle rubbed her nose with his and then put him down again, but he started crying again. "Baby, I have to go!" He screamed louder and Kripa quickly picked him up again calming him down. "Now what do I do?" She looked at Angad. "Angad, can you hold him until I go meet the doctor, I have to turn these in."

"Me? With kids? I can't Kripa, I'm really bad with them."

"You wouldn't know that, you have no idea about your past life, or do you?"

"Um… no."

"It's not that hard, here." She walked to him and handed him the baby. Angad held him like it was a dirty piece of cloth. "Angad? Hold him closer!" So Angad holds him against his chest. "Put one hand on his back."

"Kripa, how?" Kripa took Angad's hand and placed it on the kid's back.

"Like that. Now you little guy, stay with him and don't bother." Kripa kissed the boy and left. Anagd sat down on the sofa. Kris cuddled up against Angad putting his thumb in his mouth. Angad seemed to be taken back by his innocence. Angad laid Kris in his lap, with one hand under his head. He bend down and kissed him exactly where Kripa had kissed him earlier. "I'm sorry Kripa." Angad whispered with tears in his eyes. "I'm very sorry." Kripa came back and Angad quickly wiped his tears and stood up, Kripa took Kris back from Angad, and put him back into the crib. Kris was sleeping peacefully now, Kripa wrapped him in a warm blanket, kissed him and then they both left.

Kripa drove, keeping her eyes on the road. She hated driving in so much traffic but today she had to, Angad couldn't drive. Or could he?

"Kripa…"

"Hmmm.."

"Can you drop me at Shahid's place?"

"Why?"

"He asked me to drop by."

"Ok.." She turned the car they went to Shahid's place. Angad went inside while Kripa left. Kripa was driving back when she noticed Angad had left his cell phone. So she decided to turn back.

*****

Angad sat next to Shahid watching a football match. The play took place on T.V. and the player was tackled.

"Shahid remember when we played freshman year we made the same mistake by…" Angad stopped and looked at Shahid, who sat there smiling.

"Thanks Angad."

"For what?" He said quickly looking away.

"You want to know why I called you here?" Angad looked at him again. "I knew you had never lost your memory Angad."

"What are you talking about Shahid?" He scoffed.

"Just stop it Angad." Shahid voice changed to anger now. "Do you have any idea what you are doing." Angad looked back at the T.V. screen and Shahid turned the T.V. off yelling, "Damn Angad, can you look at me when I'm talking to you? One month, you lied to Me, Dadi, Anjali, and most of all you lied to Kripa? Do you know how much she had been thought? You might not know, but I know exactly why you are doing this."

Angad stood up, "Yes I lied to you guys." He screamed. "I lied because I hate Kripa, I don't want her back in my life. Yes I acted that I had lost my memory. When you stood in front of me that day, I almost spoke when I saw Kripa next to you. I knew you broke your promise, I didn't want Kripa back so I decided to lie that I had lost my memory. What more do you want to know?"

Kripa stood there with tears in her eyes, as she dropped Angad's phone on the floor. Angad and Shahid looked at Kripa. Kripa slowly walked to Angad, tears of anger running from her eyes. She walked past Shahid and stood in front of Angad. Shahid was shocked when he saw Kripa slap Angad.

Pyaar Ka Pal: Part 26

Kripa slapped Angad right across his face. "Why did you do this Angad? Why? I knew you didn't love me, I knew you didn't want to see me again, I knew it. And I accepted it to, I was going to go away for ever anyways, then why did you lie to me Angad why?" Kripa cried out loud. Now tears of pain rained down, as Kripa feel on the floor, in Angad's feet saying, "Why do you hate me so much, what have I done that you hate me so much?" Kripa hugged Angad's feet, and cried. Shahid ran to Kripa and picked her up, hugging her.

"Kripa, stop it. You are wasting your tears for someone who wants to see you cry. Someone who doesn't care damn about them." Kripa controlled her self, and pulled away, and walked to the phone and dialed a number. Looking right at Angad she spoke to the person on the phone.

"Prithvi, it's Kripa. I want to tell you something. I'm ready to marry you, tomorrow if you want." After putting the phone down and walked back to Angad. "Angad, I refused, I fought with Dadi and Bua, begging them not to get me married. Because somewhere I had hope you would come back. I broke Prithvi's heart by telling him I can't marry him, because I thought I was being unfair to myself, to you. But I was wrong." Kripa took one more step closer to Angad and held his jacket with anger in her eyes. "I loved you damn it. I loved you. But not anymore, I hate you Angad Khanna. I hate you." Kripa pushed him back and ran out of the house.

Angad wiped his tears smiling, and then looked at Shahid, who looked back at him just as angry. "I know you hate me too Shahid."

"I don't hate you Angad, I can't hate you, and nor can Kripa. But if she marries Prithvi and ruins her life I will hate you. She only agreed to marry Prithvi to hurt you. And I know your hurt. Angad you have to stop her if you want me to forgive you, if you want Anjali to forgive you. If you want Dadi to forgive you. You will stop her if you love her. And I know you do love her."

"I don't love her." Angad said in a loud whisper.

"Angad stop lying to your self would you? And the other thing is, Kripa still doesn't know you're an FBI agent, I never told her."

Angad looked at him, "Good, because, I'm going right back to that job."

"Angad I don't care, go save Kripa first. She'll kill herself if you don't stop her."

"Uff… this girl." Angad walked out the door.

*****

Kripa sat in her room, or actually it was Angad's room again, but she had forgotten, she cried holding Angad's picture when Dadi walked in.

"Kripa?" She quickly ran to her, and put her arms around her. Kripa hugged Dadi tightly, and told her everything. Dadi was shocked that Angad could do something so terrible. "I'm sorry beta. I can't believe Angad."

Kripa stood up and walked to the window with Angad's picture still in her hand, "Dadi, I have decided to marry Prithvi."

"What? But Kripa, you can't do that. I know your never going to be happy with him.

"I know Dadi, but that's the least I can do to hurt Anagd. That's the only was I can think of hurting Angad."

"Kripa, I can't stop you, do want you want." Dadi left the room as she saw Angad stand at the door with tears in his eyes.

Kripa looked at the picture in her hand of Angad and Kripa together. In anger she threw the frame across the room. It landed right in font of Angad's feet, and bend down to pick up the broken frame. "Angad stop." Kripa walked to the side of her bed and picked up the candle, and then she picked up the picture, and burnt it. "You don't have right over any thing that has me in it."

"Then Kripa, you should kill me. Because every part of me has you." Saying this he left Kripa alone.

Within a week Anagd joined the FBI again. Kripa and Angad ran away from each other as much as possible. And Kripa and Prithvi's engagement date was set three months later, on purpose so maybe Kripa would change her mind. No one was happy with this marriage. Everyone tried to explain Kripa, and Angad but they both were stubborn.

Kripa sat in front of the mirror getting ready when Aaliya came in. "Are you ready Kripa?"

"Almost, I just need to put these churiyaan on."

"Let me help you." Aaliya picked up the churiyaan and started putting them on. "Kripa, are you sure about this?"

"Very." She replied. "Kripa do you know why the engagement ring has a special finger for it? Aaliya asked carefully.

"Yes, because if we didn't then no would ever be sure if your engaged, so our ancestors just decided to keep one finger for it." She joked.

"Kripa, stop It."

"Ok, because our engagement finger is the one that has a vein that goes right to our heart. That's why."

"Why our heart?" Aaliya investigated further.

"Well, I guess because we that love person."

"Ok, then you tell me who do you have in your heart."

"That's easy, Ang-" Kripa paused and looked at Aaliya. "Koi nahie."

"Let me complete that for you Kripa." Said Josh. "It's Angad. Then why are you marrying Prithvi."

"Guys leave me alone." Kripa said getting up, when her churiyaan broke prinking her pinky and the finger next to it in her left hand. Kripa looked her hand and the blood that dripped from it. Aaliya quickly took her to the bathroom and washed her hand, and bandaged it.

"Isn't it Strange, you hurt your engagement ring finger right before getting engaged. What more proof do you want that even god doesn't want you to marry Prithvi." Kripa looked at Aaliya.

"It doesn't matter, I only care that I get married to Prithvi."

****

Everyone gathered around Kripa and Prithvi, as the ring ceremony began. Angad stood in front next to Dadi, trying his best not to cry. Kripa slipped the ring into Prithvi's finger, and everyone clapped. Kripa took out her left hand, and Prithvi saw the bandage there.

"Kripa what's this."

"Nothing I just hurt myself earlier. Hold on a sec." Kripa slowly took the bandage off her fingers, as she did she looked right into Angad's eyes. He stood there crying. Kripa looked back at Prithvi and he slipped the ring into Kripa's finger, and then kissed her hand.

Everyone started to dance when suddenly there was an announcement.

"Ladies and Gentle men! Lets have a dance in the honor of the Bride-to-be, and then Husband-to-be, with a slight change. We will change partners. And, and, we would like Mr. Angad Khanna to sing upon the request of Kripa." Everyone clapped. Angad walked on the stage wiping his tears, and saw Kripa stand next to Prithvi, with his arm around her.

"When you love someone you love them with your heart. You wish the best for them. But when that same love turns away from you, not ready to understand your problems that's when the word "Love" becomes meaning less and baseless." Says Angad. "This one is for you Kripa."

Angad turns around and the lights close, one spotlight on Angad.

Hamen Tumase Pyaar Kitanaa,

Ye Hum Nahiin Jaanate Magar Jii Nahiin Sakate Tumhaare Binaa

Hamen Tumase Pyaar

Angad walks to Anjali and asks her for a dance. They take there position next to Aaliya and Josh. Anjali hides her face in Angad's chest to hide her own tears, while Aaliya does the same with Josh, Kripa tries to keep from crying, but she can't convince her self and does the same.

Sunaa Gam Judaai Kaa, Uthaate Hain Log

Jaane Zindagii Kaise, Bitaate Hain Log

Din Bhi Yahaan To Lage, Baras Ke Samaan

Hamen Intazaar Kitanaa

Ye Hum Nahiin Jaanate Magar Jii Nahiin Sakate Tumhaare Binaa

Hamen Tumase Pyaar

Its time to change partners. Anjali runs off the stage and right into Shahid's arms while Aaliya takes Josh away, and Kripa has to dance with Angad. Kripa tries to walk off stage when Angad holds her hand and makes dance with him. Kripa thinks back to every dance she has shared with Angad compared to this one. Angad looks into Kripa's eyes and sings to her.

Tumhen Koi Aur Dekhe To Jalataa Hai Dil

Badii Mushkilon Se Phir Sambhalataa Hai Dil

Kyaa Kyaa Jatan Karaten Hain Tumhen Kyaa Pataa

Ye Dil Beqaraar Kitanaa

Ye Ham Nahiin Jaanate Magar Jii Nahiin Sakate Tumhaare Binaa

Hamen Tumase Pyaar Pyaar Kitanaa,

Ye Hum Nahiin Jaanate Magar Jii Nahiin Sakate Tumhaare Binaa

Hamen Tumase Pyaar…

Kripa finally gets away from Angad and goes back to Prithvi. Everyone claps for Angad, and he goes and hugs Dadi, when suddenly Dadi starts to fall on the floor. Kripa quickly runs to her as well, and they take her to her bed room. Anjali checks her, and then goes outside, and asks Kripa and Angad go inside.

They sit on both sides of Dadi, not looking at each other. "Dadi, you didn't take care of your self when I wasn't here did you?" Angad scolds her. "It's enough now, you over work your self, I'm taking you away from here for a few months now."

"Angad, I don't want to go from here, and I don't want you to go from here. I want you to stay here."

"And do what?" Angad went on. "I have no reason to be here anymore. If there's a person who I need with me it's you. And you have to come with me."

Kripa looked at Angad, hurt. "Angad, I want you to marry Kripa."

Angad let go of Dadi and stood up. "I can never do that."

"Why Angad?"

"One small reason, I don't love Kripa."

"Really!" They all saw Shahid standing there. "Then what was that? A bluff? Angad each word you said out there was for Kripa, right out of your heart."

"Shahid," Kripa said, "Your wrong. Angad sang a song because he had to. A man like Angad can never love anyone, and no one can love him."

"Exactly! That was a bluff!" Angad said facing Kripa. "A man like me can never love or be loved, and I can never love a women because of whom I almost died."

"Fine Angad. Don't marry Kripa." Dadi finally said weakly. Angad looked at Dadi and sat next to her.

"Thanks Dadi."

"But then expect to see me dead."

"Dadi please."

"Angad I've had enough of yours and Kripa's nonsense. Why am I alive when I have no importance?"

"Dadi, nothing is going to happen to you, and I'm not going to marry Kripa."

"Yes you are!" Prithvi Said. "You are going to marry Kripa, and Kripa is going to marry you."

"Prithvi, I can't marry Angad, I'm engaged to you."

"You are engaged to me, but you don't love me. The love that I have always wanted to see in your eyes, I have seen it, but for Angad. And I can't marry someone who will never love me." Prithvi walked to Kripa and gave her the ring back and took the ring of her finger, and left.

"I still won't marry Kripa." Angad said again and left.

*******

Angad stood near his window when he saw Kripa walk out the house. Where is she going at this time? He wondered.

Kripa walked on the road thinking back to everything. From the first time she saw Angad to the bomb blast in Italy. To what just happened. She walked as a car came from the other side in fast speed. "He doesn't love me." Kripa concluded. "He never loved me. He will never love me." The car came to her in faster speed, and now Kripa purposely walked in the middle of the road, the car rushed past her, someone fired a bullet which hit the tree, as someone pushed Kripa to the other side of the road. Kripa rolled down the hill in someone's arms, while the sound of the gun fire still echoed on the streets. Kripa held the man tightly, scared until she figured that the man hugging her was no other than Angad. Kripa quickly pushed him away and stood up in anger. "What are you doing here?" She yelled as she brushed the mud off her.

"What hell do you think you were doing?" He yelled back.

"What was I doing? I was trying to kill my self. I was actually doing a favor on you by killing myself, as you wouldn't have had to marry me any more." Kripa turned to leave when Angad grabbed her arm and pulled her closer.

"Kripa Kapoor, I rather marry you and ruin my life, then seeing you die in front of my own eyes because Dadi would have never been able to forgive me."

"Oh!" Kripa began as she pushed him away, "So you saved me for Dadi. Good you do care about her."

"Stop it Kripa, I've had enough of your crap."

"No Angad Khanna, you stop, who are you playing this game with? Why are you doing this to me. I have enough problems in my life to have you enter and increase them."

"You know what Kripa, I pity you, you want to kill your self, someone else wants to kill you, as we just witnessed from the gun fire, and yet you won't die. I actually would love to see you die, but what can I do, I have Dadi to worry about." His voice was so calm and peaceful, Kripa believed every word he said.

"Angad you want to see me die right?"

"Love to!" He said cheerfully.

"Then marry me."

"What? Come again?"

"Right. Marry me. If I have to live with you under the same roof, in one bed room, that will be more than death for me."

"Fine!" Angad said happily. "I'm ready to marry you! Come on darling, lets go home and tell everyone this great news!" Angad started to walk away and Kripa just couldn't believe this. In front of her stood a brand new Angad, a Angad she never imagined.

Pyaar Ka Pal: Part 27

Kripa and Angad entered the house that night with everyone standing there waiting for them. Josh and Aaliya ran to Kripa and Shahid and Anjali ran to Angad.

"What the hell happened to you guys?" Howled Shahid. They both were covered in dirt. "And where were you guys we were worried sick."

"Oh nothing, Kripa just wanted to experience how it is to kill your self."

"WHAT?" They four screamed.

"Yes!" Angad calmly moved away and went to Dadi's room with the rest of them following him.

He opened the door and saw Dadi sitting with Kripa's Bua.

"Dadi, I have, no actually we, Kripa and I have something to tell you."

"What?" Dadi said sadly.

"We are have agreed for our marriage." Dadi got up and walked to Angad.

"Are you serious?" She just couldn't believe it.

"Yes Dadi." Kripa said behind Angad.

"You guys have made me the happiest person on earth." Angad and Kripa bend down to take Dadi's blessings giving each other the "is the start of hell" look.

*****

Angad sat in his room looking out the window when Shahid came and stood next to him.

"Angad what made you and Kripa agree to marry each other?"

"It was a mutual consent." Angad said still looking out.

"Are you sure?"

"Yes!"

"Angad don't lie and tell me."

Angad looked at Shahid, "It was a mutual consent with the condition that we promised each other make each others lives a living hell! Do you need to hear more?" Shahid' mouth dropped open as the harsh words came out of Angad, he put him self together.

"Angad, I wish I could go back in time, to our college days and the time would stop there. Angad Khanna the guy who never even thought about hurting someone, has hurt the love of his life. Or should I say you hurt your own life. Why Angad, why?"

Angad opened her closet and took out a jacket, "I was saving it all up for Kripa." He slipped the jacket on and turned to Angad. "Now if you are done asking me questions we have to go to FBI headquarters, we are getting our first case assigned together. And I don't want any troubles."

"I already know the case Angad, I was given the paper work a few days ago and I came here to ask you about it."

"Not here Shahid" Angad quickly spoke as he saw Kripa enter the room.

"Shahid! There you are, Anjali is going to kill you if you don't go see her right now." She said standing in front of him.

"Why?"

"Oh! Shit, don't tell me you don't remember."

"Remember what?" Shahid said irritated.

"You called Anjali at Hyde Park, where you were suppose to propose to her today!"

"Oh no!" He cried. "She going to kill me, I called her and I forgot."

"She is!" Angad said. "I know her, now hurry."

"Shut-up Angad, this happened because of you! And I can't go to her in pajama's."

"Shahid? You came to meet me in pajama's?"

"Yes! Now stop wasting time and give me something of yours."

"Wait I will." Kripa said. She walked to Angad's closet and took out a blue shirt with the lettering's "DKNY" and she took out a pair of blue bleached stained pants, slightly torn.

"Here!"

"And my jacket? It's like below zero out there."

"Take the one Angad's wearing!"

"Then what will I wear?" Angad cried.

"I'll get you something else Angad, not stop being a baby and give your jacket to Shahid!" Angad took his jacket off angry and threw it at Shahid! Shahid ran out with the cloths and Angad nodded her head.

"I hope she refuses for now!"

"Shut-up Angad." Kripa said slightly hitting his arm. "She loves him to much she would never say no." Angad turned to Kripa and leaned towards her, as Kripa leaned back, against the desk. "Angad, what are you doing?" Angad went closer to her, and put his arms around her.

"You love me, how come you said no?" Kripa rolled her eyes and made Angad stand up straight, she walked to his closet and pulled out another jacket for him and helped him put it on. She stood in front of him buttoning it up and said, "Only if you asked me like Shahid, I would have never said no." Kripa said softly. "Come on we have to go to the hospital, and I don't feel like driving." Kripa walked away as her hand reached the door knob-

"Kripa."

"Now what?"

"I would have asked if you understood me."

"Angad I don't want to understand you anymore, I've understood you enough that it has hurt me. Now come on."

Angad and Kripa walked through the front garden as it snowed, and soon they reached the hospital. "Kripa, what are we exactly doing here?" Angad asked her in a whisper as they entered the baby's ward.

"I wanted to see Kris." Kripa said as she picked him up. "Hi, baby! How my jaan doing!" Kris put his arms around Kripa and she took him to her cabin.

"You love him a lot don't you?" Angad asked as Kripa sat in her chair with Kris in her arms.

"I do!" Kripa said hugging him tightly. "There's a strange connection between us, I have to see him everyday." Angad bent down next to Kripa and Kris, and looked at Kris.

"I wonder what I looked like when I was as little as him."

Kripa looked at Angad, "Certainly not as cute as him. And you are still not that good looking!"

"Oh please, is that why you said yes for to the winter formal with me when anyone would have loved to go with me."

"Why did you ask me Angad?"

"Oh! I felt sorry for you." He said as he took Kris from her lap. "No one else would go with you I said, oh well- I'll just ask her."

"Shut-up Angad. Scoot would have loved to go with me. But I refused."

"Why?" Angad asked in naught tones playing with Kris.

"Because he wasn't my types."

"Oh! So I was!"

"At that time yes! Now no." Kripa walked to Kris and Anagd and kissed Kris. "We have to go now."

"Five more minutes Kripa, please!" Angad begged.

"Why do you want to spend so much time with him?"

"He's simply very adorable. And then I don't want to go back with you anyways. No one is at home today!"

"Oh lord! Yes why would you want to be with me, I'm going to kill you! Angad?" But Angad was to busy playing with Kris. "Angad? Hello, I'm talking to you."

"What Kripa?" Kripa sat on the sofa beside Kris. He began to fall forward when Kripa quickly place one hand behind his back and one hand on his chest. Angad did the same and Kripa looked up at him. And after months they both looked at each other, with love. The door opened and walked in Kripa's Bua. Angad quickly stood as Kripa took Kris in her lap.

"Oops! Wrong time!"

"Stop it Bua." Kripa taunted.

"And who's this sweet little jaan?"

"This is Kris! Kris say 'hi' to Bua."

"Aw, he's so cute! Bua took him in her lap. Why is he with you, do you know his parents?"

"No Bua. He's a kid for adoption. His mother died at child birth and his father didn't want him."

"Oh! He's so sweet! I wish I could keep him!"

"YOU CAN!" Screamed Angad!

"What?" Bua turned and looked at him. "Angad what are you saying?"

"Aunty, he needs to be adopted. I love him, Kripa adores him, then why not?"

"Wow, Angad is talking sense Bua! Listen to him. This doesn't happen to to often."

"Shut-up Kripa!"

"You shut-up Angad, how dare you tell me to shut-up?"

"Oh ho! Tum dono jagarna band karo, and lets get the papers!"

"Lets go!" They went to the Baby's ward and got the papers there.

"Who's adopting?" Mary asked.

"She is." Kripa pointed to Lovleen Bua.

"Is she married?"

"Yes."

"We need her husband here as well." The lady told them. "You can only adopt if you are married and both husband wife are here."

"Ok Mary, give us some time please."

"Ok." They all walked back to Kripa cabin and sat down.

"Now what?" Angad asked.

"I just don't have the right to have a child." Sighed Bua.

"Oh don't say that." Angad sat down beside Bua and put his arms around her. "I have a solution to this as well."

"Then tell us." Kripa yelled.

"Kripa, bagwaan kara ki shaadi ka baad tum aapni awaaz kho do. Saara din chill aati ho." Bua slapped her hand on her forehead.

"Can you to please stop fighting. God knows shaadi ka baad kya hoga. Please help me Angad, yeh Kripa na tho kuch nahie karna."

Kripa's mouth dropped open, "Wha! Bua ho tho aaise!"

"Ok tho suno. They need a couple who is married. Why not Kripa and I? We are getting married sooner or later."

"Wha! Kya idea hai. Stupid, Idiot, they require a marriage certificate. And we are not married yet."

"Is ma kya bari baat hai, cholo I'll marry you right now for the heck of it."

"Ek aur stupid idea. Angad Darling, the court close at eight." Angad walks to Kripa.

"Well darling, it's only four." Angad said putting his arm around her.

"Don't touch me!" Kripa said moving away as if Angad was a bug.

"Oh god! Ab cholo."

"Bua we have to take Kris back to the ward, and then after that we can come back. And Angad, we need witnessed."

"How many?"

"I don't know, I think it's three or four." She yelled again.

"Ok, but stop yelling."

Pyaar Ka Pal: Part 28

Angad and Kripa went to the court and soon Aaliya, Anjali, Josh, Shahid, and Dadi arrived. They didn't know why Kripa and Angad had called them there.

"What happened, why did you call us here?" Dadi asked impatiently.

"Kripa and I have decided to get married right now." Angad said carefullY and slowly.

"WHAT?" They all yelled at the same time.

Shahid walked to Angad and checked his forehead. "Anjali, check him, I think they have gone crazy."

"Oh shut-up Shahid." Anjali yelled at him.

"At least they are, you couldn't even propose to me."

"What did I till you Kripa?" Angad whispered to her.

"Shut-up Angad."

******

Angad and Kripa stood in front of the judge. The judge asked him and told them everything and they singed the papers then as witnesses they agreed for Dadi and Bua to sing the papers, because neither Angad or Kripa wanted to have Shahid, Anjali or Josh, Aaliya sing it just wouldn't be fair they all were close friends. And they adopted Kris.

*****

Angad was back, and so his company was back on track. And now Aaliya, Anjali, Dadi, and Bua decided to take over it. Shahid had to go out of town that same night and he took Anjali with her.

Dadi, Bua, and Aaliya went to the office so Dadi could explain them everything. Josh went with them just for the heck of it. And Kripa, Angad and Kris were left at home alone.

Kripa, Angad and Kris went shopping for Kris and then came home with there truck full of his things.

The snow had started to fall again. Angad sat playing with Kris. Beside the soft noises of the T.V. playing, Kris and Angad talking in there own language. There was a soft whimpering of Kripa as she cried quietly watching the snow fall. At first Angad thought he was hearing things, so he continued to play with Kris. Kris soon fell asleep and Angad took him to his room and put pillows around him and a warm blanket on top of him. He went outside and shut the T.V. That's when he realizes Kripa had been crying. He stands next to her and just looks at her. Kripa didn't want him to see her crying so she turned to walk away but Angad caught her hand. "Kripa I know I don't have the right to ask, but what's wrong?"

Kripa looked at Angad, and his brown eyes. "Angad, you lawfully have every right on me now, and nothing's wrong, I was just missing my parents." Kripa started to walk away but Angad took her hand once again. Kripa was caught, she stood not facing him, her eyes closed.

"Why are you lying to me?" He asked again.

"I'm not Angad."

"You are Kripa." Kripa looked at him now.

"Even after two years you can catch me lying. How do you do it Angad? You're the only person who can always catch me lying?" Angad pulled her closer and brushed the hair off her face.

"Because I once loved you Kripa." He said whispering into her ear.

"You once loved me, Angad." She laughed as her eye caught Angad's arm.

"What happened to your arm Angad?" Anagd looked his arm, it was bruised, with a small cut, bleeding slightly.

"I don't know. Remember you hit my arm this morning, maybe that's where it came from."

"Very funny. Come with me." Kripa took his hand and tired to move him, but Angad didn't move. Kripa turned to see Angad looking at their hands. Kripa let go, "Stay here I'll be right back."

Kripa came back with a first aid kit, and sat next to Angad on the sofa. She soaked a cotton ball into rubbing alcohol and cleaned Angad's wound with it. Angad closed his eyes because the alcohol stung him. "Anagd Khanna ko bhi dard hota hai?" Kripa said as she rubbed an ornament on his cut. Angad opened his eyes and looked at Kripa. She finished bandaging his arm and then looked at Angad. "Kya hua?"

"We were going to make our lives life living hell what happened Kripa?"

"Angad, if you want I can do that. I prefer not to."

"I want you to."

"Why?"

"I want to see how much you can hurt me." Kripa looked at Angad.

"Really?" She asked.

"Really." He answered. A tear ran from Kripa's eye and stood up. Angad stood up as well and moved closer to her and cupped her face in his hands wiping her tears. "Why do you love me so much Kripa?" His voice after such a long time was so caring, so gentle, Kripa forgot every thing. His touch made her weak in her knees, and she quickly hugged him, now bawling. Angad didn't know what to do. Should he hug him back, and he did. Hugged her back and they stood there hugging each other, until Kripa heard Kris crying. She let go of Angad and went to Kris and took him in her arms.

What did I just do. She thought to herself. I can't let Angad be so close to me. Never.

*****

That same night, Kripa fell asleep next to Kris. Everyone was back by now, and they all went to bed after an tired. As expected Angad and Kripa from now were to share one room. Bua asked Anagd if she could take Kris, and he said yes, but when Bua got there and saw Kris sleeping with Kripa so peacefully, she changed her mind. "You keep him." She finally said. "He seems to comfortable with Kripa."

Angad smiled and went to his room and Bua went to hers. Angad locked the door behind him, and fixed the quilt on top of Kris and Kripa. He sat beside Kris working on his laptop for an hour or so. When he began to fall asleep, he moved to the sofa and slept.

*****

Kripa woke up when Kris cried at night, hungry. Kripa went to the kitchen and got him milk and fed him. Kris slept right after, and Kripa had forgotten to lock the door. She turned and saw Angad sleeping on the sofa, freezing. Kripa rolled her eyes and walked to his closet. She took out another blanket and wrapped it around him. "He's never going to change." And she walked back to bed, and fell sleep instantly.

*****

Next Morning. Kripa was still sleeping and so was Angad when Anjali walked in without knocking thinking they were awake, after all it was already 9:30. She was shocked when she saw Angad sleeping on the sofa and Kripa on the bed.

"Anjali, what-" Shahid was shocked as well. Kripa started to move as Kris started to cry. Anjali and Shahid quickly left closing the door behind them. Kris settled and suddenly went back to sleep again, but Kripa walked into the bathroom to take a shower.

When she came back she found Angad on the bed sleeping while Kris sat playing with his hand. Playing with his fingers. And Angad didn't notice, he just slept. Kripa laughed. She picked up the blanket from the sofa and put it away. Just in time when Dadi came in. Kripa turned and smiled.

"Good morning Dadi."

"Good Morning beta. Why is Angad sleeping at ten?"

"I don't know."

"Wake him up please. We have to talk to you guys."

"Ok." Dadi left taking Kris with him. Kripa turned to Angad with her hands on her hips, she had to wake Angad up.

"Angad, utho."

'No… Zzz." He pulled the blanket closer.

"Angad please." She shook him now. But he still didn't. "Uff." She sat next to him. "Angad please."

"Kripa, sona do na."

"Theek hai, tum so, main Dadi ko bula thi hoo." Kripa got up to leave, when Angad grabbed her hand and Sat up.

"Dadi ko maat bulana." Kripa grinned. "And by the way what am I doing on the bed as far as I remember I was on the sofa last night?"

"I don't know Angad. You were on the sofa when I went to talk a shower. What ever thank god you were because Dadi came in. Now get up and take a shower."

"Mera kapra nichal do please."

"Why?"

"Ae vie!"

"Ok!" Angad went into the shower and Kripa just left with out taking his cloths out.

******

Shahid was in the kitchen making tea when Kripa entered.

"You guys are back?"

"Ya, we just got back."

"What's wrong Shahid, you seem upset. Anjali na chai bananaa ka liya bola isliya?"

"No Kripa."

"Then?"

"I'm upset about Angad and you."

"About us? Why?"

"Kripa until when will you two be stuck on your stupid zidh?"

"What zidh?" Kripa said tossing a coco-puff into her mouth.

"I saw what happened this morning."

"What happened?"

"Angad slept on the sofa while you slept on the bed, that's what happened."

"Shahid, I- Anagd, Kris- we…"

"Stop it Kripa. We know Angad is an idiot but you? You love him don't you?"

"I don't" Kripa said turning away, only to find a hurt Angad standing there.

"Come in Khanna." Shahid called, "Join the conversation and now you tell me, when will you let go of your silly zidh."

"What zidh?"

"Oh don't even." Shahid pointed to him. "Don't even."

"Fine. Never, because there's no zidh. It simple, Kripa doesn't love me, I don't love Kripa." Angad said peacefully.

Shahid just sighed. "I give up." He said pouring the tea into a kettle. He walked by both of them.

"Kripa, Dadi humko bula rahi hai."

"I'm coming." Kripa said turning away.

Anagd walked to the toaster and popped in two slices of bread. The Khanna house was used to having heavy Indian breakfast's with parataas. Angad on the other hand, very similar to Kripa disapproved of that and they had normally, eggs and juice. Coffee and muffins, or just a lightly buttered toast with orange juice or coffee. "Angad, you can go I'll get your breakfast." Anagd was about say no when Dadi calls him and he has to leave. Kripa toasts four slices of bread and lightly buttered them and got Angad a cup of black coffee with maybe a spoon or two of coffee creamer and half a spoon of sugar and she took a glass of orange juice just in case Anagd wanted juice and not coffee, and for Kris a bottle of warm milk. She put everything on a tray and headed out. Angad sat there working on his laptop on the sofa while everyone else sat on the table. Bua was playing with Kris and Kripa gave her the milk. And then took the rest of the tray to Angad. Dadi sat there and saw the awkwardness in there relationship. "Angad, breakfast." Angad looked up and took a plate and grabbed his coffee. Kripa sat down next to him and took a bite of her toast.

"Angad, naraz ho?"

"Nahie." He said still looking at his laptop.

"Ok." Kripa continued to eat. "What's so interesting on your laptop Angad, sara din iska saath chipka retha ho."

"Tho kya karo tumahara saath chipka raho?"

"Of course!" Now Angad looked at Kripa, and turned his laptop off.

"Really?" He said moving closer, and put his arm around her.

"Of course not." Kripa got up and left, embarrassed, red. She sat with Anjali and Shahid and gulped down her juice. "Well Anjali and Shahid, what happened to both of you?"

"What?" Anjali asked.

"Shahid was going to propose to you?"

"He never got to."

"Why?"

"He almost fainted, proposing to me."

"Hmm, and he's a FBI agent? Are you sure Shahid?" Shahid ignored her and left the table picking up his plate. Kripa frowned as he left and Anjali sighed.

As Shahid left the table Angad sat down beside Kripa. He picked up an apple and bit into it. "Sab logo ka breakfast khatam hona ko aaya, aur inka abhi shru ho raha hai." Kripa taunted Angad.

"Kripa, ab meri galti hai ki tumna mujhko sirf toast khilaya?" Angad complained.

"Angad, tumna he mujhko kaha tha ki tumko toast chiya tha." Angad and Kripa kept arguing, while Dadi and Anjali left the table leaving them alone.

"They are never going to change." Dadi mumbled as she left the table.

Angad and Kripa finally stopped arguing, when Angad said, "Kripa, I'm going away for a week for business purposes, can you help me pack?"

"Where are you going?" Kripa asked.

"Sweden." Angad answered as he checked the SMS he just received.

"Why?"

"What why? I have to go that's why."

"Good! At least I can be away from you for some time now."

"Ya, sure." Angad replied still checking his phone.

"When are you going Angad?" Kripa went on.

"Three days." He answered now looking up at Kripa's frowning face. He smiled at her as she looked away, "Tum kyun mo fola kar bethi hua ho?"

"Haan, kya? Kuch nahie. If you need something ask Anjali, I'm going to the hospital."

"Can I drop you?" Angad offered. He knew Kripa would agree because Kripa hated to drive on the streets of London, now. Anagd had noticed a few changes in Kripa in these past two years, but it only made her a better person. He just looked at him for a second, while Angad waited for her answer. "Kripa? Any one home?" He waived his hand in front of her face.

"What? Yes Angad you can drop me off. Give me a second, let me get my stuff." Kripa left the table when Angad received another SMS. He opened the message and read it. Khanna you have to leave for Sweden tonight it self. Matters are getting serious. FBI.

Kripa's going to kill me. He thought. He walked into his room where Kripa was searching through her closet. "Kripa."

"Hmm…"

"Vo, actually, um…"

"Kya hai Angad?"

"I have to leave for Sweden tonight." Kripa stopped and turned.

"Oh!"

"Who's going where?" Anjali came in with Kris.

"Angad is going to Sweden." Kripa informed.

"With you! For a honeymoon!" She said cheerfully!

"Yes Anjali! Angad is going on his honeymoon alone!" Kripa said laughing. "And what are you doing Kris?"

Anjali looked at Kris and said, "I was teaching him how to walk."

"Oh, Really! Come here baby." Kripa took Kris from Anjali and kissed him. "Anjali can you help Angad pack, I have to leave."

"Kaha?" Angad asked.

"To the hospital Angad, but I have to go see Prithvi first, he called sometime back."

"Why do you need to meet Prithvi?" Angad asked in an insecure tone. Kripa ignored Angad while Kris started to snuggle into Kripa, slowly putting his thumb in his mouth.

And then Shahid yelled, "ANGAD!!!!" Angad left the room and Kripa put Kris in bed.

"Anjali, I'm leaving. Ask Bua to sit with Kris."

"Kripa, are you really going to go meet Prithvi?"

"No." Kripa said calmly and then left.

******

Shahid is packing his bags when Angad comes in. Shahid looks up as he tosses another pair of pants into his bag with attitude. "Shahid, what's your problem?" Anagd asked angry.

"My problem, Anagd is," He began, zipping his bag and then standing up straight, crossing his arms in front of him, "You are actually my problem Khanna."

"What did I do, that makes you so mad at me?"

"Everything, your creating a fix for yourself, and more for Kripa. Have you ever thought what Dadi will go through when she finds out you guys agreed to marry to just ruin each others life. Have you ever thought what Kripa will go thought, Angad she loves you, and no matter how much she denies it, she can never stop loving you. And I know this because I have seen that love in her eye in the past six months. I've seen her go through every tantrum. I've heard her up late crying with your picture close to her."

"Stop it, will you." Angad said turning around. "I don't care what she thinks, feels, or cares about. All I know is I don't love her. I can never love her." Tears dropped from his eyes as he spoke, he knew each word was a lie, he loved Kripa, he cared for her, her feeling, he cared for each and every part of Kripa.

"Than why these tears Angad?" Shahid asked him sadly.

"These tears are for myself, for me marrying Kripa. For me ruining my life with my own hands." Anagd said now wiping his tears.

"Angad, I'm ashamed of myself that I am your friend." Shahid picked his bag up and went down stairs. Kripa stood next to the door hearing everything, and then walked away as Angad went out side boiling in anger. He found Kripa outside sitting in her car when Angad grabbed her arm and turned her around. "What do you think of your self Kripa?" He screamed at her.

"Angad, what are you talking about?" She said coldly trying to free herself.

"Kripa, because of you today Shahid isn't ready to talk to me properly. He practically hates me."

"Angad leave me will you?"

"No I won't leave you."

"Anagd your hurting me."

"That's exactly my intension."

"Angad what's wrong with you? Leave me." Kripa finally freed herself rubbing her hand on her arm. Angad looked at them and found his hand's printed in red. Kripa had tears running due to the pain.

She just couldn't believe Angad could be so insensitive. Kripa ran back into the house crying now, and Angad slammed his hand on the roof of the car. "Damn." He said under his breath.

Pyaar Ka Pal: Part 29

Angad went into his room and took out a blue Nike bag. Kripa sat there quietly just watching him. Angad threw a few pairs of jeans and a few shirts in there, zipped up the bag and put it to a side. He noticed her arm again, still red. He sighed and sat down next to Kripa, who got up to leave but Angad held her hand tightly. "Can I have a second?" He asked. Kripa still didn't look at him and Angad stood up, making her face him. "Look Kripa, circumstances were different two years ago, and they are different now. Everything changes as time goes on, and so did our relationship." Kripa looked up at Angad now.

"Angad everything changed for good, but our friendship changed for bad."

"Kripa, I don't know how to explain to you."

"Angad you don't have to explain to me. I know. We married to make Dadi happy. Our marriage is nothing more than a compromise, a sacrifice of a life time." Kripa sat down next to Kris caressing his cheek. "Angad, every girl marries thinking that she will finally be able to start her own family. Have kids of her own." She bends down and kisses Kris. "But when that, dream, that hope is broken, shattered, a girls begins to just breath, not live. And trust me there a difference and I've been through it, I'm going through it, and for the rest of my life I will be just breathing." She turned and looked at Angad again. "And I blame one person for the way my life is today, it's you Angad. You have always brought a change in my life, from the first time we met. But the only difference today is that this time it wasn't for my good, it wasn't for anyone's good. I'm sorry about Shahid, he's silly." Kripa started to walk out the door, "Angad, don't forget to keep your shaving kit with your stuff." Angad looked at Kripa. He Didn't get it. How could Kripa be so, so- tranquil with him. He expected her to yell and scream. But it was all the other way around. Angad was of course confused. He kept his shaving kit with his stuff and left the room. He went to the stairs where he saw Kripa lost in thought on like the last ten stairs, she put her foot down to the next stair and suddenly slipped, and rolled down landing on the floor. Angad quickly ran to her, and helped her up and carried her to the sofa.

"Stay here Kripa." He walked back to the stairs while Kripa sat there rubbing her ankle. Angad looked at the stairs and found oil spread on the last few stairs, and then he walked back to Kripa. "Let me see."

"Angad, I'm fine."

"Kripa, apni zidh choro, and let me see." Kripa put her foot on Angad's knee and he messaged it for her. Kripa sat there staring at him and went back in time.

Kripa and Angad were reciting for drama, Romeo and Juliet. And of course Kripa played Juliet and Angad played Romeo. Everything was finalized, a week and a half till the show, but Kripa and Angad just had a small agreements. So they weren't talking. Kripa was on the ladder fixing the lighting when she needed a extension cord.

"Sia! Sia! Help me, I need an extension cord." She yelled.

"Here." Kripa looked down and saw Angad standing there smiling.

"Thanks." She snatched the cord from him, Angad, irritated left. Kripa finished fixing the light and then started to get down. She missed a leg on the ladder and went right down spraining her ankle. "Kripa!!!" Angad yelled running to her. "Kripa, can you ever take care of yourself."

"Angad, would you quit yelling at me and help me." She screamed back. Angad helped her up and made her sit down in the audience seats.

"Let me see now."

"I'm fine. You Don't have to worry about me."

"Kripa, shut-up and let me see." But Kripa wouldn't, Angad took Kripa's foot and placed it on his knee and examined it. Kripa looked at his face expression, tensed and confused.

"Angad, tum rehana do. I'm all right really." Angad looked up at her and then started massaging her foot in a way it tickled her. Kripa started laughing and begged him to stop. "Angad, please stop it."

"Say you forgive me and I'll stop."

"Ok baba, I forgive you. Ab choro." Angad lets go of her foot and smiled at her.

"Thanks."

"Angad, your stupid. Really stupid."

Angad rubs Kripa's foot harder and Kripa comes back out of her dream screaming in pain now. "Angad, I'm ok. Let me go." Right then Anjali walks in with Shahid.

"Kripa, shut-up. I think it's bad. I should take you to the hospital."

"Angad shyad tum bhool raha ho, I'm a doctor."

"Kabhie suna hai doctor kudh ka ilaage kar tha hai?" Shahid and Anjali watched them lovingly.

"Plan successful!" Anjali whispered to Shahid. "Let go check."

"Angad? What happened to Kripa?"

"She slipped." Angad said still worried.

"Let me see." Anjali examined her foot. "It's nothing. She didn't slip from to far, just rest a few days." Angad looked at Anjali.

"How do you know where she slipped from?" He asked, in total suspecting voice. Anjali bit her tongue between her teeth.

"Oops." She whispered.

"Anjali, did you drop oil on the stairs?"

Anjali looked at Angad and stood up. "I'll be right back." And she quickly left, while Angad yelled behind her.

"Shahid, keep a watch on your crazy girl friend. She hurt my poor wife."

"As if you care Angad." He said, still angry.

"Shahid stop it, will you?" Kripa said.

"Ok, lets do this. Angad, lets have a soccer match. We have ten minutes in play, the person who scores the most does what the other person tells them." Angad looked at Shahid.

"Fine! It's a deal."

"Great."

"Oh no." Kripa said.

*****

Angad and Shahid stood face to face in the front garden of the house. Kripa sat on a swing across the place looking at them. Anjali stood at the side, as the referee, and blew the whistle. Angad instantly put his foot on the ball and kicked it back wards, and ran behind it. Then he kicked the ball with full strength, the ball passed between Shahid's legs and hit the goal!

"Oh no!" Anjali yelled!

"Yes!!!" Kripa said. She stood up and walked to Anjali. "What do you think whose going to win?"

"Of course, Angad."

"I hope." Kripa sighed. "Because I know what Shahid is going to tell him to do."

"What?" Anjali asked still watching the two play.

"He's going to ask Angad to accept me." Kripa said sadly. Anjali looked at her.

"And you don't want that?"

"No, Anjali. I can't expect anything from Angad. I don't want him. To be honest, I want to divorce him. Let him live the way he wants, with who he wants. He's tied up with me for no reason."

As Kripa said her words Shahid scored a goal. Angad swore under his breath. Three minutes into the game and they were tied.

"Kripa you really think he doesn't want to live with you?"

"Yes Anjali. I'm convinced that Angad doesn't love me. He only and only cares for me, as a friend. Like he had from the day we first met." Kripa looked at Angad playing with a grin on his face. Excited to win when Kripa saw across the road someone standing there with a gun following Angad.

Angad went around Shahid, making him fall on the floor. Kripa saw the man reach for his trigger. Kripa quickly pushed Anjali across the place and ran to Angad, her foot paining. Shahid saw Kripa coming, a confused look on his face.

"Angad move!" Kripa yelled. But Angad was engrossed. Shahid looked the other way and saw the man. The bullet fired as Kripa knocked Angad on the floor, and the ball hit the goal. The bullet hit a plant pod, making it explode. Shahid ran behind the man, but it was to late he escaped. Kripa lay next to Anagd hugging him tightly, scared, while Angad hugged her back. Shahid came back and ran to Angad.

"Angad are you ok?" Kripa let go of him and they both stood up. Anjali ran to Kripa and hugged her.

"I'm ok." He looked at Kripa who was still really scared, she needed Angad right now, but Angad, ignored her.

"She needs you Angad." Shahid whispered to him. "Please." He begged. Angad closed his eyes defeated and walked to Kripa and put his hand on her shoulder, Shahid took Anjali away, and Kripa looked at Angad still shocked. She kept looking at him, her eyes now asking, begging him to embrace her. Angad pulled her closer and put his arms around her tightly.

"I'm ok." He whispered to her. "I'm ok." Kripa hugged him back as it stared raining over them. Anjali and Shahid stood watching them. Angad pulled away from Kripa and took a still in shock Kripa inside.

Kripa and Angad entered their bedroom, Kripa still holding on to Angad. Angad made her sit down and got a towel for her. "Kripa, please change or you'll get sick."

No response from her side. Angad kneeled down and held her face. "Kripa, I'm fine. Nothing happened, I'm right in front of you. Kripa?" He shook her once again. Kripa slid to the floor and hugged Angad once again, this time crying. Angad hugged her back and tried to comfort her. Wondering who could have done this.

*****

Anjali stood holding Shahid in his room. Her scared as well. "Anjali, why are you getting scared." He asked trying to comfort her.

"Shahid do you have to go?" Anjali asked worried.

"Yes Anjali, I have to go. And Don't worry, I'll be back in one week. It's just one week." He assured her. "And I promise, as soon as I get back, I'm going give you all my time. Promise." Shahid kissed Anjali on top of her head. "And take care of Kripa, she's going to have major fits while Angad is gone."

"I will, you take care of your self." Shahid pulled away from her and they both went down stairs, and left before Angad so Kripa wouldn't ask where he was going.

*****

Angad checked his bag one last time to make sure he had everything, and then left to put the bag in the car. He had one hour for his flight. The FBI, on purpose had arranged there flights on different times. Angad and Shahid were going to Sweden on a mission, because they found that a large supply of fake European currency was being smuggled which would effect every little country in Europe. There job was to find out who's behind this and capture the money without, if possible destroying it. The smugglers by now knew that Angad Khanna was behind this mission, and Angad knew as a fact that he was attacked from one of them for sure. Who else would want to kill him. Not many people knew Angad Khanna was back.

Angad walked into the house, it was quite. Bua was in her room playing with Kris, Dadi was still at office with Aaliya, and Kripa was in the Kitchen, thinking up of a way from stopping Angad. He still had an hour till he left. He walked into his room and opened his closet when a book fell out. Angad bend down and picked it up. It was Kripa's personal diary, something fell out of it, Angad bend down to pick it up. It was a photo graph of Angad. Angad wanted to open the diary and read, it would a key into Kripa's heart, her mind. But Angad stuck the picture back into the diary and put it back. He decided to review the plan of the city, and hotel where the event was taking place for one last time. He turned the computer on and inserted the C.D. A box popped up, asking Angad for his password, Angad hit each key, the word spelling out to be *KripaAngadKapoor* He made sure the door of the room was closed. He reviewed the plan.

Day one, Angad and Shahid were to meet the chief of Sweden FBI, and discuss everything with them. Then they would travel to the capital of Sweden, Stockholm, where they would check into there hotel, with a fake identity and secure the hotel. The smuggler had planned to exchange the money the second night form today, in the hotel Angad and Shahid would be in. A grand event was to take place in there casino. There plan was simple. They would enter the Casino which stored billions of pounds, and exchange it with the fake currency. They were positive they wouldn't be caught because there was someone in the security who would help them, or someone in the management was involved in this scam.

This was Angad's first case in two years, and he wanted to succeed. He read the map circumspectly. He heard the door open and quickly exited the system opening his mail.

The door opened and walked in Kripa with a cup of coffee in her hand.

"Welcome Kripa!" Angad said teasingly, looking at the cup of coffee

"Angad, love, the coffee isn't for you, it's for me."

"Oh! And I thought you cared for me." Kripa put the coffee down next to Angad.

"I do, and the coffee is for you." Kripa said sitting on the bed and turning the radio on. Angad shut the computer and sat next to Kripa with the coffee cup in his hand. The music played softly in the background. Kripa's mind drifted back to this afternoon, but she quickly brought herself back. The song changed and the next song played, Angad sat there sipping on his coffee looking at the time. He still had about forty-five minutes. It was still raining outside but not as heavy as earlier. The radio went out of reach suddenly, and the place became silent. Both Angad and Kripa felt uncomfortable suddenly. The clock ticked away slowly. Seeming as if every second was a life time. Kripa was dieing to ask Angad to stay back, no part of her wanted Angad to leave. Her thoughts broke when the phone rang. Kripa startled and quickly picked the phone up, on the speaker.

"Hello."

"Can I speak to Kripa." The person said.

"This is she." Kripa replied.

"If you want to see Angad ever again, don't let him go today."

"Who is this?" Kripa yelled as Angad picked up the phone turning the speaker off. "Who is this?" He said. But it was to late. The phone already cut. Kripa was horrified. She sat there trembling. Angad slammed the phone down and put the cup away. He sat back down tensed, and then picked up the phone again and dialed a number.

"Angad Khanna here. I just got a phone call about a minute ago, I need to know the number." Angad picked up the pen and wrote the number down. He put the phone down again and dialed another number. "Angad Khanna here. I want a full report on this number." Angad gave them the number. "Every thirty minutes, everyone phone call they make. Tap the number if you have to. You have my permission. And I want full security at my place. Within fifteen minutes, with weapons. I will not leave the country until I have my house secured."

"But sir…" The other person started.

"No, ifs and buts. It's an order. I want it done NOW."

"Yes sir."

"Good." He hung the phone up and Kripa sat there looking at him.

"Angad your hiding something from me. What is it?"

"Nothing Kripa. I'm leaving in about thirty minutes." Angad turns to leave when Kripa grabs his hand.

"Angad, tell me. What's the matter. I can't let you just leave. And why do you need to go to Sweden anyways. That has nothing to do with your company, which not to mention you never handle. Your hiding something form me, you have been for years now. What is it?"

Angad looked into Kripa's scared and questioning eyes. "Yes, I have been hiding something from you." Angad turned around, "Kripa, I'm not really the owner of a diamond company, I own it, but Dadi handles it."

"Then all those business trips. You being gone for weeks, what was all that?"

"That was true, I was out of town. But-"

"But what Angad?" Kripa yelled as she made him face her.

Angad closed his eyes as he spoke, "Kripa, I'm an undercover FBI agent for Europe." Shock thundered on Kripa's face as lightning outside rolled. Kripa fell on the bed, and took her head in her hands. She thought back. The mark on Angad's arm her suspecting it being a gun shot, him being so professional in Italy about the break through, then running into the hotel to save the place. It was all a part of his job. It was snowing now, heavy. The radio crackled. "All flights have been cancelled for tonight. I repeat, all flights have been cancelled tonight." Angad couldn't believe it, he would have to find a way to get to Sweden now, and there was no way security would have reached here now. He couldn't leave his whole family in danger. He couldn't leave Kripa in danger.

Angad looked at a heart broken Kripa, and she thought back to Angad's words; "What if I was really in a profession of the sort?" He asked her.

"You mean in the police or FBI?"

"Yes." He replied

"I don't know, I don't think I can relate when I know your not. But I don't think I would want you to even join such a filed. Its way to dangerous."

Now it made sense to Kripa why Angad hated her. Why he wanted to be away from her. He Didn't want to love her because he knew his life didn't have an guarantee.

Angad sat down next to Kripa. Kripa looked at him.

"Kripa I know you don't want me to go, and I won't but…" Kripa took Angad's hand and took him out of the room to the small temple in the house.

"I want you to go Angad." Angad looked at Kripa shocked.

"I might not come back."

"You will come back Angad." Kripa said fully confident. Angad just looked at her as if he were dreaming. He didn't expect Kripa to be so calm after what happened. Kripa was doing all this for a reason. She knew she would never get Angad, he was never going to admit he loved her. But wanted to let him do what she had to do. It wasn't going to change him. Angad had come back from death once, he will again, and Kripa decided to believe in her love.

"Why do you want me to go Kripa?" He finally asked.

Kripa turned around, "Because I want you to be away from me." Angad grabbed her arm and turned her around.

"Look into my eyes and say that Kripa."

Kripa looked him right into his eyes. "I want to live without you Angad." She said without a single tear coming in her eye.

"Then why this temple to tell me?"

"This temple because the god is witness, how much I hate you. All that pain you have caused me in the past years, now is when you will pay for it all. And what better way other than to die from your enemies." Kripa concluded. Her voice so calm, so real, no one could realize how much this hurt her.

"Kripa, till today I thought that you did love me, but I weren't ready to accept it, you wanted to hurt me because you were mad at me. But I was wrong. Kripa, you don't want me to come back, then why did you save me this morning?"

"I just wanted to torture you more." She said simply.

"Really, then I swear on you Kripa. I will come back, successful, last time I said this I didn't mean it. This time I'm as serious as hell. I'm going to make your life a living hell."

"I bless you Angad, good luck! I hope you do come back. Because I would love to experience living in hell with you! All the best."

"Your sick Kripa."

"Thank You. That's all I had left to hear."

"Let me make you life hell before I leave, Kripa."

"How?" She asked crossing her arms in front of her.

"Kripa, I know you hate the fact we are married. Don't you?"

"Of course I do." Kripa said with great confident. "I hate it."

"Well, then let me allow you to hate it with a greater passion, in a way you will be tied to me." Picked up the Sindoor, and filled Kripa's maang. "You Kripa Khanna, are my wife, and I will compel you to such a extent you are going to want to leave me, but I won't let it happen. Kripa, I had started to feel sorry for you, and I was ready to do anything to get you back. Kripa I'll be next to you till the time you take your last breath, but never with you. I hate you Kripa, and if I could I would certify this thought and get it published." Angad walked out the room and Kripa heard the door shut with a loud thud, and then house was silent. Kripa walked to her room robotically, and looked at her maang in the mirror, and touched it.

Pyaar Ka Pal: Part 30

"Angad, I waited for this day my whole life, the day you would fill my maang, but it would happen this was, it wasn't even a nightmare. Worst than that."

"Kripa." Kripa turned around to find Shahid and Anjali standing there, panting, as if something really bad just happened. Kripa wiped her tears and walked to them.

"Shahid? You here? Aren't you suppose to be in Sweden with Angad?" Kripa asked softly, sadly. Then she noticed the horrified expression flash across Shahid's and Anjali's face. "Is something wrong?"

"Angad left already?" Shahid asked Kripa, very carefully, slowly.

"Yes, he left about five minutes back."

"Damn!" Shahid yelled.

"Shahid, stop scaring me would you, tell me what happened?" Kripa asked him now worried as well.

"Kripa, I suppose you know Angad is an…"

"FBI agent, yes I know." Sighed Kripa.

"We were given wrong information from the smugglers, some how they hacked into out SMS programs and send us wrong messages. This was a trap, in which Anagd has been trapped. We also figured out the gun fire this afternoon was not for Angad, but for me. They wanted to injure me so I wouldn't go with him."

Kripa stood there motionless while Shahid kept talking. She couldn't believe it. "Kripa?? What happened?" Shahid asked finally. "Oh my god, I hope you didn't do what I'm thinking." Kripa stood there tears running from her eyes, trembling. "Kripa, shit!" Shahid ran from there, and Kripa heard the door clap.

"Kripa, tell me, what exactly happened?" Kripa sat down with Anjali and explained her everything. Anjali couldn't believe that Kripa could do something so stupid. "Kripa why did you say all that to Angad? Why?"

Kripa stood up and walked to the window, she looked out at the camly falling snow, the light breez, everthing was perfect at the moment, everything but the storm within Kripa, the stormy turn her relationship with Angad just took. "Kripa, I'm talking to you!"

"What do you want to know?" Kripa asked in a soft, low voice.

"I want to know why you did this? Why did you say so much to Angad. He was even starting to accpet you, forget his past, forget the fact he's a FBI agent, and he still can love you despite of that." Kripa heard Kris cry from Bua's room now and Kripa decided to bring him to her.

"I'll be back Anjali."

****

Shahid rushed thought the streets, and highways of London. He alerted the whole FBI. Shahid was sweating out of tension. He parked the car in front of the air port and ran inside, shoving everyone out of his way. He halted in front of a fair receptionist. "May I help you sir?" She asked a panicked Shahid.

"Yes, I need to know how about Angad Khanna, flight to Sweden." He asked catching up to his breath.

"Sorry sir, we can't give you information about a passenger like this."

"Damn It." He reached his pocket and took his badge out, "FBI, Europe, now will you tell me about the flights to Sweden."

"Yes, sir. All flights had been cancelled due to the storm, but because conditions are stable now, planes are in air."

"Ma'am, I didn't ask you for a full weather report, just tell me is Angad Khanna a passenger on a flight to Sweden tonight? Is it that hard?" Shahid was losing his temper now. The lady looked thought her records quickly.

"Yes sir. Mr. Angad Khanna left for Sweden on the last flight, which has been in air for almost thirty five minutes now."

"Give motion to all planes to Sweden to halt now."

"But sir-"

"NOW! It's an order." His voice was loud and powerful.

"Yes sir." The lady said quietly.

"I would like to meet the manager, and all flights to Sweden should be cancelled until I give permission to fly again. Is that clear?"

"Yes sir."

"Now one mistake from your part, and I will see to it you get fired!" Shahid pointed at the lady, who was terrifically scared of Shahid. "Any questions?"

"No sir."

"Good. Your manager?" Shahid asked a little more calmly now.

"I will call him right now."

*****

Kripa came back to her room with little Kris in her arms. Kripa sat down on her bed, with Kris in her lap, she pulled the blanket, covering Kris. "Kripa, give him to me, your not going to be able to pay any attention to him right now."

"No Anjali." Kripa said holding Kris tighter, as if someone was going to snatch him from her. "I can never neglect Kris Anjali, never."

"And why not?" Anjali asked sitting next to her.

Kripa looked at Kris. Kris was a son from a Indian mother and a British father, as the records had told her. Kripa had seen him grow from day one, and she had recorded every change in him. His features were English with the dark hair, blue eyes, and a fair complexion. But then again, he was only a six month old baby. And most baby's that age are quite fair, not to mention almost anyone living in London is fair, courtesy to the weather there, always cold. But Kripa was sure as he grew up he would be a sensitive man. She didn't know his parents but she would make sure he was nothing like them, considering that they left there own child for adoption. She considered Kris her own son. So attached to him. Maybe because in the past months Kris was the one who Kripa would take in her lap, play with him and tell him everything. Not caring if he understood or not. She had laughed, and cried with Kris. She had pampered and been angry at Kris.

"Kripa, I'm talking to you!" Cried Anjali. "Kripa, for god's sake there a life beyond Kris, damn it listen to me."

"Anjali please, these are my problems and I will solve them myself. If you can't make my life easier then don't interfere." Kripa was still calm, she didn't yell because she knew Anjali was only trying to help, help a person who didn't need any help. Anjali sighed and moved closer to Kripa and put her arm are her.

"I'm sorry Kripa." She whispered. "I didn't mean to upset you, but please explain to me why did you say all this to Angad?" Kripa stood up and put Kris in the crib and went to the kitchen to get him some milk, leaving Anjali there. "She's not going to tell me. But she will have to tell me sooner or later."

*****

Shahid walked down the air port with two officers behind him. "Where is the damn god manager!" He said under his breath. The past ten minutes he had been going around trying to find the manager and he was no where to be found.

"Sir! Sir!" Someone yelled behind him. Shahid stopped and turned to find the same receptionist running towards him. "The manager isn't here today. We just found out he was fired three days back for some reason, and he left this country just this morning."

"Where did he go?"

"Sweden Sir."

"What?" Shahid couldn't believe it. Why would the manager of the air port leave the country and go only to Sweden, and that to this morning. He looked back at the lady. "Well there must be someone who over took his job."

"No, sir not yet." She replied patiently.

"Damn! Have all flights from Sweden landed."

"Yes sir, they have. And they are back here in this air port."

"What?"

"Yes sir. We couldn't find a place so the pilots were compelled to come back. Is there a problem sir?"

"No, No, not at all. Its great! I need all passengers in a empty room now!"

"Yes sir." The lady left and Shahid picked up his call, it was Anjali.

"Anjali. What happened?"

"Kripa isn't ready to tell me anything."

"What?"

"Why she told everything to Angad."

"I know why Anjali. I'll tell you when we get there. I think we have spotted Angad. I have to go."

"Shahid-"

"What?" He growled.

"Take care of your self." Anjali said in a caring voice.

Shahid's temper cooled, "I will. Bye."

"Bye." Shahid put his phone down and smiled. He was lucky to have Anjali. The same Anjali who used to hate him. But that hate, from day one had love hidden somewhere. Shahid, who was at the time struggling to become an FBI agent didn't see the love in her eyes. But when he did, he was glad he ha found her. Anjali understood Shahid, she cared for him, she would get mad at him so he could come pamper her. Unlike Angad and Kripa's relationship, Shahid's and Anjali's relationship was different. Anjali and Shahid understood each other, and respected each other's decisions, Anjali never had the problem with Shahid being an FBI agent. Nor did Kripa with Angad, but Angad was insecure. He knew he would feel guilty if loved Kripa, started a family with her and then had to leave her mid-way. What would she do. And knowing Kripa the way he did, she wouldn't re-marry even if it was Angad who told her. Specially if she knew, Angad had loved her. In fact, Kripa had agreed to marry Prithvi only because she wanted to hurt Angad. She would have never been able to move on with him and forget Angad. When Angad agreed to marry Kripa that night, he didn't do so to hurt her, or to really make her life a living hell or to please Dadi, but to keep Kripa from marrying Prithvi. But he didn't want to make it obvious so he said, and did the things he did. But today, every word that came out from him was real, it was true. He believed Kripa hated him, he believed that Kripa could do anything to hurt him, and he decided so would he. And Kripa wanted to hurt Angad so it touched him at the core of his heart, and it worked perfectly!

*****

Kripa came back to her room only to find Anjali crying. She put Kris milk to aside because he had fallen asleep, and it was obvious he wasn't hungry yet. Kripa sat down next to Anjali and hugged her. "Nothing is going to happen to Shahid." She assured her. Anjali pulled away and wiped her own tears.

"I'm not crying because Shahid is away." She lied, in a baby voice.

"Then?" Kripa asked.

"Because everyone knows what and why happened between you and Angad except me."

Kripa laughed now, "Oh! So you want gossip?"

"Of course, isn't that what I live for. Now tell me."

"Anjali, I told the things I told him for a reason. And when time comes you will know." Kripa said checking on Kris again.

"Does Angad know why you said what you did?"

"Of course not, if he did, it would defeat the purpose." Kripa said.

"Kripa…"

"What?"

"Are you really going to divorce Angad?" Kripa turned around and smiled at Anjali.

"Anjali, trust me, if he wants that I'm ready. But I'm sure after what happened today, he's going to want to keep me as close as possible. I know Angad longer than any of you guys. I know that he is a nice, clam person, but when needed he will get you, Angad is egotist at times, and I've compelled him to become even more egotist. And it's only for his good."

"How do you know that?"

"Because I love him Anjali." Kripa said smiling proudly.

"So over all, your proud of what you did?"

"Duh!"

Anjali smiled, "Now I know exactly where your going. And by the way, Shahid just called, they think they have spotted Angad."

"They haven't." Kripa said.

"What? How do you know?" Kripa just smiled.

****

Every passenger flying to Sweden was there, Shahid scanned the room to find Angad. Then he looked at every face, still no Angad. "Where could he be?" He thought out loud. He went out the room where he spotted the receptionist running to him again. "Sir, sir!" She yelled again.

"Now what?" Shahid said walking to her. "What's the next bad news?"

"Sir, there was a slight problem."

"Why didn't I guess!" He said.

"Sir, Mr. Khanna was never on the plane, we didn't notice but he never checked in."

Shahid felt himself faint now. How could Angad be so stupid, or actually so smart. He was going to Sweden, by either Road, Train, or Sea. couldn't be sea. It was snowing. It was either by Road or Train and only one person knew, Angad himself.

"Thanks, all activities can go back to normal now."

"Ok sir."

*****

Anjali sat there confused while Kripa fed Kris, smiling looking at the confused look on Anjali's face.

"Anjali, don't think so much, your just burning your brain cells for not a single reason. Angad will be home safely and so will Shahid, in fact he's going to run into this room and start questioning me in about five minutes."

"Kripa? What are you, a physic?" Anjali asked now quite furious.

"No, I'm not. But this play is pretty much written by me. Everything that happened from when Anagd told me to now, it's all done by me. Don't be confused, and take care of Kris for some time. I'll be right back." Anjali couldn't believe it, Kripa was acting so normal! She took Kris from Kripa while Kripa left the room.

****

Angad sat in his car, unaware of the whole situation, all he could think of was Kripa, Kripa and her harsh words. Each word clearly rang in his ears.

"This temple because the god is witness, how much I hate you. All that pain you have caused me in the past years, now is when you will pay for it all. And what better way other than to die from your enemies."

Angad didn't realize and he went into the opposite lane, a car came zooming from the other side. Angad quickly turned the steering wheel and halted the car, hitting his head on the steering wheel. He got up and touched his forehead, it was bleeding. "Thanks Kripa, thinking about you I have hurt myself once more. And for every time I get hurt, I will hurt you twice as much." He wiped the blood from his forehead, and put the car back in gear. He tried his best to not think about Kripa but she kept flashing into his mind, his filling her maang with sindoor, Kripa telling him she wants to see him in pain. Her heart didn't want to believe but his brain over powered. Angad drove down the highway with tears in his eyes. And finally reached the train station, and bought his ticket. And he went to France from there. The whole way thinking to ways to torture Kripa.

****

Shahid entered the house throwing the doors opens and walked right into Kripa's room yelling her name. But instead he found Anjali sitting there with Kris.

"Quite Shahid."

"Sorry, where is Kripa?" He asked impatient.

"Why?"

"What why? Your asking like you suspect me and she's supposedly my other girl friend." He yelled at her. Anjali bit her lip knowing she shouldn't mess with him right now. "Anjali, can I please know where Kripa is before I murder someone in anger." He was so loud Kris started crying.

"Yes, she's in the kitchen I think." Anjali said trying to calm Kris down.

"Thanks for making my life easier." He turned around and saw Kripa standing behind her.

"What did I tell you Anjali, he won't spot Angad and come looking for me, screaming at everyone. And Shahid why did you wake up Kris?" Kripa took him in her arms and calmed him down.

"Kripa, stop behaving so normal and tell me what you know and I don't." Kripa looked at Shahid and smiled.

"I know everything you need to know."

"Good." Shahid calmly leaned against the wall and crossed his arms and waited Kripa to speak.

"What?" Kripa asked him.

"I'm waiting for you to speak up!"

"I'm not telling you anything." Kripa said.

"You have to, or I'll charge case on you."

"On what bases?" Kripa asked

"You caused someone's life in danger. You could have saved him from destruction and you didn't and you also are talking back to a FBI agent who needs this information right now."

"Your so funny Shahid. How are you going to prove I knew? And I have the right to remain silent as Angad Khanna is my husband." Kripa smiled.

"Kripa, I'll kill you and Angad Khanna."

"Why?"

"Because I will loose a friend, you will loose your husband, and the FBI will loose a good officer."

Pyaar Ka Pal: Part 31

Kripa still stood there smiling. "God damn it Kripa, quit smiling and speak up."

"I will tell you everything, but you will not go behind Angad, because I want him to get out of this fix himself."

"Fine, first tell me."

"Ok! Come here." Shahid walked to Kripa and sat down on the sofa. "Let me ask you something, Angad's flight to Sweden was for 9 P.M. you left at about 8:30."

"Yes so?" Kripa just looked at him and Shahid thought back to the receptionist words.

"Yes sir. Mr. Angad Khanna left for Sweden on the last flight, which has been in air for almost thirty five minutes now."

"If I left home around 8:30 I would have got at the air port around nine, the lady told me the flight had been in air for about thirty-five minutes. If his flight time was nine, the plane couldn't have been in air for thirty-five minutes. That means Angad called in and got the time's changed under his name."

"Exactly!" Kripa said!

Shahid looked at Kripa, "I'm a loser!" Kripa grinned. "What else do you know Mrs. Khanna!"

"Angad is traveling by Train."

"And why are you so sure about that."

"Let me explain." Kripa turned the computer on and pulled up a large map of Europe. "We are right here, Angad has to be in Sweden." He has to either fly or go by train."

"Why not car?"

"Because silly, between London and France there is the North Sea. Look." She pointed at the screen and Shahid examined it carefully."

"Then how can a train travel on water?"

"Because, idiot there is a thing called train channels."

"Ok, so from London to France he went by train, and then from France he is going either by place, road, or train." Shahid concluded.

"Yep! Now you tell me something."

"What?"

"According to the FBI, by when are you guys suppose to be in Sweden?"

"Well we were not going to leave for another three days."

"Ok then in three days?"

"Before sun rise of the fourth day."

"There you go, Angad will be thinking that he has to before sun rise tomorrow. And he is going to want to be there as quick as possible."

"And therefore, he would pick the plane."

"Bingo!" Kripa said. "Your problem is solved."

"Kripa, why are you a doctor? You should come join the FBI."

"No thanks, I'm good the way I am."

"Where do you get the skill? I mean even I didn't think about this." Shahid cried.

"Shahid, I am after all, wife of Angad Khanna." She said proudly.

"And your husband Angad Khanna is an complete idiot." Shahid said irritated.

"Don't you say anything about him!" Kripa said defensively.

"Ok fine, but how are we going to get Angad back, the second he lands in Sweden they are going to get him."

"That is where Angad has to work out." Kripa said, kind of scared.

"So basically, you want him to be in that position?"

"Yes, I do."

"Explain why?"

"I will when he gets back." Kripa got up to leave saying, "I'm going to fix dinner, what do you guys want?"

"Kripa, how are you so sure he's going to get back?" Shahid asked.

"Because he hates me. That's why." Saying this Kripa left. Shahid looked at a confused Anjali. He got up and sat down beside her, putting his arm around her.

"What happened?"

"Oh nothing, I'm just lost."

"It's ok. Your suppose to be." Shahid joked. "You always are."

"Shut-up Shahid, I'm confused about Kripa's behavior." She sighed.

"Me too, but I think what she is doing is right, she is going to get Angad back sooner or later, because he doesn't know what's going on."

"I hope so." She rested her head on Shahid's chest and closed her eyes.

*****

Angad reached France and left for the air port in a cab. His forehead bandaged from the accident earlier. He did everything Kripa had predicted. He went to the air port and flew to Sweden. But he was confused when he reached the hotel and Shahid hadn't reached, he sensed something was a mishap as he had left an hour before Angad had. He should have been here long before as he came by plane right from London. Angad checked in, and called the FBI headquarters only to find his appointment isn't till four days. He was confused and decided to call up Shahid.

"Hello!" Shahid said.

"Shahid where are you man? I'm going crazy here."

"Um… Angad, I actually, I'm in London!"

"What? London? Your suppose to be in Sweden with me! What are you doing there?"

"Angad the whole thing was a plan, the SMS was from another group who had hacked in, I tried looking for you, made every plane going to Sweden land in the middle, but you had everything changed."

"Well are you coming here to help me at least?" Angad asked.

"I want to but Kripa won't let me get out of the house, she said you can manage on your own, I'm trying but she like slept near the door!" Shahid lied white out. Angad was furious now.

"Actually she's being stubborn she wants to come with me, I can only go if she can come with me." He lied again.

"What? Why would she say something like that, and in case you believed her, it's a lie." Angad said, half confused half mad.

"Well then, whatever you want to think, take care of your self, and try to get back as soon as possible, they will try to attack you. The gun shot yesterday wasn't for you, but for me, they didn't want me with you. Do you want me there Angad?" Shahid finally asked.

"YES!" Angad yelled back. "I forgot my gun at home."

"WHAT???? Angad how can you be so stupid. Do NOT leave the hotel room. Wait for me, I'm leaving right now. Angad, how could you. If any thing happens to you. I'm coming, stay!"

"And Shahid, remember your and my gun."

"I will you duffer. Bye." Shahid put the phone down and quickly ran to his room, got his passport and his already packed bag and ran to Angad's room, where Kripa was working on something.

"Kripa can I search your closet?" He asked as he started to open the closet.

"I guess." She said slowly, looking at him, all panicky. "What's wrong? Did Angad call?"

"YES! He forgot his gun here." Shahid said as he took it out and tucked it in his bag.

"Oh god! Is he ok?"

"Yes, he reached the hotel I asked him not to leave the place until I reach there." He said as he walked out the door yelling, "Handel Anjali for me." And the house went quite, and Kripa heard the door click. She wanted to call Angad and see if he was ok. Kripa leaned back into her chair and ran one hand through her hair, sighing. Then slowly she picked up her phone and dialed Angad's number.

Angad had just got out of the shower. He stood in front of the mirror drying his hair when his cell rang. It must be Shahid. He thought. So without looking he picked up the phone. "Ya." Kripa didn't speak and just heard him talk. "Hello, who is this?" Kripa was still silent, and Angad understood Kripa's silence. "Kripa, why aren't you talking? Disappointed I'm still alive?" He scoffed. She couldn't believe it, how did Angad know it was her? "Kripa, if you need to say something say it, and if not I'm hanging up." Kripa had many things to say, but her lips wouldn't allow her, and before she could think again and speak Angad put the phone down. Kripa put the phone down and got up walking to Angad's picture and picked it up running her fingers across it. "Angad, will there ever be a day when I can hold you close to me and be able to tell you everything I have ever wanted to." Tears rolled from her eyes when the phone rang. Kripa quickly wiped her tears and picked up the phone. "Hello."

"Hi Kripa, it's Prithvi."

"Oh, hi Prithvi. How are you?"

"I'm fine but, you seem like your not fine, everything ok?"

"Yes, everything is fine, you tell me."

"Nothing, I was just wondering can we have lunch together today?"

"Anything special?"

"No, just like that."

"Um… ok, I'll meet you at the hospital in about thirty minutes."

"See you then. Bye."

"Bye." Kripa hung the phone up and then put Angad's picture away, she turned and saw Anjali standing in the door way. "Hi, Anjali."

"Hi, Kripa." She said sadly.

"What's wrong?" Kripa asked taking her purse out.

"Oh nothing, Shahid just called. Are you going somewhere?"

"Yes, Prithvi called he asked if I could have lunch with him today."

"And what did you say?" Anjali asked, unsure of Kripa's answer.

"I agreed." Kripa said in a normal tone.

"You what? Come again?" Anjali said shocked.

"I said yes, why shouldn't have I?"

"Of course not Kripa, you know how Angad feels about Prithvi. He's not going to be happy."

"Anjali, I really don't care." Kripa said, her voice not matching with her eyes.

"Of course you do!" Anjali yelled. "If you are going to go meet him, I'm going with you!" Anjali said crossing her arms.

Kripa just looked at her for a second, "Ya, that's a good idea. That way I won't be to uncomfortable with him!" Kripa said sure of her discussion.

"Good!" Anjali said. "By the way did you call Angad?"

"I did." Kripa said in sad tones.

"Then?"

"Nothing, I didn't talk to him, stayed silent but he knew it was me." She sighed. "I mean how does he know?"

"Hay! Kaisa Yeh Pyaar Hai!" Anjali sighed.

"Enough of your non-sense Anjali, not lets go." Kripa said angry.

"Kripa, until when will you and Angad lie to each other. I should have send you with Shahid, or you should have went instead of Shahid." Anjali said, in a confused voice.

"Anjali, you and Shahid, you both are crazy and stupid. Now if you are done with you childish talks can we go?" Kripa asked walking out of the door. Anjali stood there thinking about what she just said. "Anjali!!!!!!!!" Kripa yelled again.

"Coming!" She yelled back rushing out of her room.

*****

Shahid reached Sweden and reached the hotel within minutes. He knocked on Angad's door a few times when there was no responds he started to get worried. He knocked again and the door slowly began to open and stood in front of Shahid a sleepy, yawning Angad, hair messed up, in pajama's.

"Who is it?" Angad asked itching his head.

"Angad? Tum so raha tha?" Shahid asked as he walked in pushing Angad to a side.

"Haan, Shahid, main so raha tha." He said falling into the bed and pulling the sheets over his head again.

"Angad?" Shahid yelled pulling the sheets over his head again. "Why are you so relaxed, were her for a mission, and your sleeping like your on a vacation." Shahid said while taking his gun out. "Angad get up or I'll shoot you!" He yelled.

"Shahid, shut-up will you. Let me sleep." Angad mumbled.

"ANGAD? What the hell is wrong with you?" He yelled. Angad groaned and sat up.

"Angad, I have done all the work. This was all a plan, there is no smugglers in Sweden. The FBI knows nothing about this. Someone had set this up for some reason." And he fell back on his pillow.

"Angad get up before I really kill you!" Shahid yelled.

"Do anything you want Shahid, I'm not getting up. I've been sleeping on that stupid sofa for days, I've had enough." Angad said, now thinking about Kripa again.

Shahid sat down next to Angad and watched his face frown while he tried to sleep again. "Well Khanna, who told you to sleep on the sofa, I'm sure it wasn't Kripa, most likely your own idea from your over-smart brain."

Angad opened one eyes and then the other and sat up. "Shahid, you know I'm thinking, Anjali and you, are you guys my friends or Kripa's?"

"Both of your friends, but Angad, I think I have decided."

"Decided what?" Angad said rubbing his head.

Shahid looked at Angad confused, Shahid had never seen Angad like this so tired. "Angad?"

"What is it?"

"Did you, do what I'm thinking you did?" Shahid asked, horrified.

"What did I do?" Angad asked him back getting up, or should I say trying to ignore Shahid.

"You got drunk last night, didn't you?" Shahid asked nodding his head in disagreement.

"No." Angad said.

"Yes you were, Angad how could you be so, stupid. Anyone could have taken advantage of you."

"Yes, I over drunk last night, but I couldn't help it. After what Kripa did to me…" Angad stopped. "I don't even want to take her name." He said angry. "Now if I can, and you permit, I'm going to go take a shower. Then we will see what we can do about this whole scam." Angad picked up his towel and his cloths and left inside the bathroom. Shahid rolled his eyes and decided to call Kripa.

*****

Kripa, Anjali, and Prithvi sat in a nice, fancy hotel having lunch. Prithvi was disappointed to a very high level to see Anjali with Kripa. He had wanted to see her alone. Prithvi had broken his marriage with Kripa but he still loved her, loved her, according to him, more than Angad loves Kripa. But everyone, and anyone could deny that. No way in hell anyone could have loved more than Angad loved her. The lunch was soon over, and the purpose Prithvi had called Kripa was never accomplished. Prithvi had called of his marriage with Kripa just to seem nice, he somewhere thought that there marriage wont work out and Kripa would marry him sooner or later. And till now he was correct, because Kripa had made up her mind, she would divorce Angad if he wanted that.

Pyaar Ka Pal: Part 32

Shahid and Angad sat face to face in a small pub in Sweden, trying to act normal. There was something wrong. Angad had just lied to Shahid about, the whole thing was a scam to put the matter to aside for the time. But after being called from FBI London, both men were sure there was a something wrong some where.

Angad and Shahid were head of FBI, Sweden tonight. They had got the information that the smuggle was not going to take place at the casino. Because the Smugglers, had got information that there were two FBI agents in town. Angad and Shahid, and there insecurity had grown that they would fail, so as of now there mission was aborted. Angad and Shahid stood up as the young man approached them, wearing a black shirt, tucked in, at the left golden letters which read FBI. The three men shook hands and then sat down.

"What would you two like?" The man asked in Angad and Shahid, with a think accent in his taking.

"Nothing sir, we would first like to discuss the matter we are here to discuss." Angad said, steady, serious.

"Very well then-" The man began, "The plan, as you must know, has been aborted. So the smuggle that was going to take place in three days from today has been aborted, and therefore, I guess, we have nothing to worry about as of now, until we get more information." And now the green eyed man sat back relaxed.

"But sir, how do we know they won't resume there plans once we leave?" Shahid asked moving forward in his seat.

"Because, we will have some of our other FBI agents, not you, but someone else who will keep an close eye on the security of the casino." He replied oh so calmly.

"So, that means we can leave?" Anagd asked, not to sure of the idea.

"Yes! The two of you may leave tonight it self."

"Alright, it was nice meeting you officer." Shahid said as all three of them stood up and shook hands.

The man left the pub and Angad and Shahid went back to there hotel.

*****

Kripa was upset, Shahid never called her. She had been pacing her room for about thirty minutes when Anjali stepped in, just as worried.

"Kripa, did Shahid call?" She asked just as impatient.

"No." Kripa replied still lost in her thought, and then stopped in front of Anjali. "I tried his cell it's off."

"Did you try Angad?" She asked.

"I didn't and I'm not going to." She said in a stubborn voice. Then she looked at Anjali, "why don't you call him? He won't be to furious if you called, but if I call he's going to throw a nuclear bomb on Sweden for sure. He was angry enough when I called this morning." Anjali giggled as Kripa spoke. "So are you calling him?"

"Sure!" Anjali took Kripa's phone and dialed Angad's number.

Angad was sitting on the sofa his head in his hands when his phone rang. He decided to ignore it. Shahid looked over and read Kripa's name and decided to let Anagd pick up the phone himself. "Anagd, will you pick up the phone before my ears swell from hearing your stupid ring tone." Angad, angrily picked up the phone, and read the ID.

"What does she want now?" Angad mumbled as he pressed 'Talk.' "What is it Kripa? Can't you live a day without bothering me?"

"Angad chill man, it's Anjali. By the way, lovely way of greeting your wife who had been worried sick about you!" Anjali said looking at Kripa who hit her arm with full power, leaving Anjali yelling.

"Worried my foot." Angad replied back as he heard Anjali yell. "What do you want Anjali?" He asked rudely.

"Angad, look. It's not my fault that you don't like Kripa, at least talk to me properly. And if not give the phone to Shahid."

Angad tossed the phone to Shahid, and Shahid just looked at him like "Your such a brat!"

"Hi Anjali, what's up?" He greeted, leaving Angad making faces at him. Shahid assured both Anjali and Kripa one by one that they were alright. And then put the phone down. "Angad."

"Yes, Shahid, what do you need to tell me now? What's the next taunt?" Angad asked.

"Angad, I just wanted to ask if you want to go back tonight or tomorrow?" He asked still calm. Shahid knew Angad was upset not because he hated Kripa, but because he wanted to talk to her right now. The only problem, like always, not ready to accept.

"I want to go back as late as possible. Actually if you want you can leave, I want to spend a whole week here. I can enjoy the nigh life maybe!" He said now calm and sitting back into his chair, his hand behind his head.

"Very funny Angad." Shahid said grinning.

"What every, lets go back tonight Shahid. I have a few things to do back home."

"Ok, then freshen up, let leave in about an hour."

"Ok!"

*****

Kripa was in Bua's room, helping Bua pack. Bua was leaving because something urgent had come up in her business in the States and she would be traveling around for a few months. Kripa loaded the things in the car when her phone rang. To her surprise it was Angad's call.

"Hello Angad." Kripa said slowly, shocked.

"Oh my darling Kripa, sometimes think beyond Angad. It's Shahid."

"Oh! I thought…"

"Yes I know, you thought it was Angad! Well anyways, we are coming back tonight, we will land in about an hour. Can you pick us up?"

"Ya, in fact, I have to drop Bua off I will pick you guys up."

"Thanks, where's Anjali?"

"She had an urgent operation so she won't be able to come."

"Ok, then see you."

"Bye."

*****

Bua had already boarded the plane, and Kripa was waiting for Shahid and Angad. There was still five minutes for the plane, so Kripa decided to get her self some coffee. Kripa finished paying for coffee and turned around when she bumped into Prithvi, and all her coffee spilled on his white shirt.

"I'm so sorry!" Kripa said and then looked up. "Prithvi? What are you doing here?"

"Me, I come here to ice skate every once in a while, so I thought why not today!" He said grinning. Kripa hit his arm playfully and gave him a napkin.

"I'm sorry Prithvi, I didn't mean to."

"I know! It's ok." He said wiping his shirt. "What are you doing here?" He asked.

"I'm here to pick up Shahid and Angad."

"Oh, ok. Then I'll leave, I have a flight to catch."

"Ok, bye." Kripa said giving him a quick hug and kiss as she saw Angad watch him from far away. Prithvi left and Kripa turned and bought her self another cup of coffee. She turned around and bumped into Shahid now. Spilling the coffee over him. "I'm sorry!" Kripa said nervously.

"It's ok!" Shahid said taking the half cup full of coffee from her. "It's still pretty good!" He said as Kripa handed him a napkin.

"Angad?" Kripa asked.

"He should be here, he saw the scene between you and Prithvi. He was boiling in Anger." Shahid said sipping on the coffee. "Kripa, I'm starving. Did you prepare dinner at home?"

"Of course I did! I'm your servant. That's all I have left at home to do!" Kripa said making fun of him. "Lets go home and you can help me cook. Anjali won't be home late today. Kris is with Aaliya and Josh, Dadi is at the office, and she might have to go out for a week for some reason, and finally Angad, god knows what's in his mind." Kripa said turning and buying herself the third cup of coffee. She turned around almost bumping into Angad now. But Anagd held her so she wouldn't crash into him, and ruin her third of coffee. Angad looked at Kripa with hate in his eyes. Kripa looked up and noticed his head still bandaged.

"Angad, this-" She started moving her hand towards his head but Anagd turned away. Shahid nodded his head, and they all left.

****

Shahid quickly freshened up and went into the living room while Anagd took hours not wanting to get out, but he finally did. Kripa was watching a movie and munching on Pop-corn when Shahid took the remote from her hand and turned it off. "Shahid? Give it back to me?"

"No, first help me cook!"

"Ok, there are ten minutes left in the movie, then we will cook." She snatched the remote back from him and turned the T.V. on.

"Promise?"

"YES! You also sit down." Kripa pulled his arm and made him sit down next to her.

"What's the movie about?" Shahid asked as Anagd came out sitting on the other sofa.

"It's a love story." Kripa said her eyes glued to the T.V.

"I can see that Kripa, tell me the story!" Shahid asked turning the T.V. a little louder.

"Well-" Kripa turned the T.V. off as the two lovers on the screen met, kissing. "This couple marry each other, but hate each other in love. The wife decides to use her best friend, a guy and make her husband jealous to make him realize how much he loves her." Kripa said looking at Angad, who was looking at her as well but quickly looked away. Taking the remote from Kripa's side, and turning Football on.

"Really! And does it work?" Shahid asks, with a plan cooking in his brain.

"Of course, that's why the movie ended as they kissed!" Kripa said putting her head against Shahid's arm. "And how about the two guys cook alone today. I really don't want to." Shahid looked at Kripa, and then at Angad, and then back at Kripa.

"Of course not Kripa. Your helping me." He stood up and took her hand and made her stand up. "Let Angad watch football and we will cook for the man tonight."

Kripa rolled her eyes, "Forget it Shahid, tum bhi betho, I'll cook myself."

"No, I'm totally helping!"

"Fine, lets go!" And they both walked into the kitchen while a jealous Angad looked at them. How could Angad be jealous of Shahid?

****

"So FBI agent, soon to turn cook Shahid, what would you like to eat for dinner." Kripa asked scanning the kitchen with her hands on her hips.

"Anything." He said, sending some one a SMS.

"Shahid, put your cell down and help me. You're here to help me, not SMS Anjali." She snatched his cell and put it in her pocket.

"Kripa, I'm not here to help you, but I put up that act to see how Angad would react."

"What?" She asked confused.

"Look, Angad was dead jealous when he saw you with Prithvi, I wanted to see how he would act seeing me with you."

"He would act normal, after all your Shahid, Anjali's boy friend, soon to be husband. And I am Kripa, his wife."

"Wrong. Look Kripa, I'm only Anjali's boy friend. And you are Angad's wife who 'hates' him. He will be insecure of anyone."

"Good point." Kripa said taking two boxes of pasta out. "So now tell me what new plan is cooking up in your brain?" She said as poured water into a large pan, and then added salt, oil, and the two boxes of pasta into it, turning the gas on for the things to boil she turned wiping her hands on her jeans.

"Well! We are going to write a play!"

"Oh my Shakespeare, stop your nonsense and come to the point."

"I'll tell you everything tomorrow, I have to ask Anjali about it first." He said as Angad walked into the kitchen. "Yo Angad, you need something."

"Yes, I need you out of this kitchen, away from Kripa." He mumbled as he opened the fridge and took out a bottle of water.

"Did you say something?" Shahid asked grinning.

"No, come on Shahid, we should watch football, it has been quite some time!"

"No, thanks Angad. I'm going to help Kripa cook!"

"Ok, then I'll stay here as well!" He said sitting on the counter next to Shahid.

"How about, you both cook and I leave?" Kripa said eyeing Angad.

Shahid jumped down from the counter and said, "I'll go how about the two of you cook! I'll watch football!" Shahid left the kitchen leaving Angad and Kripa in there. Kripa looked around the place while Angad picked up a magazine. Kripa opened a closet and found the pasta sauce on the top. She looked at Angad who was busy reading. She decided to get it her self. Not to sure of her idea Kripa took the stool and stood on it. Still to short she got on her toes and stretched her arm to reach the bottle but instead her foot slipped and she fell down, her head hit the floor, and started bleed and she fainted at the spot. Anagd ran to her and picked her up in her arms and carried her to the sofa. Where Shahid almost fainted himself seeing Kripa in such a condition.

Pyaar Ka Pal: Part 33

Angad and Shahid rushed a still unconscious Kripa to the hospital. Her head bleeding like crazy now. The doctors rushed out and took Kripa into the ICU. Angad and Shahid waited for them outside. Angad trying his best not to seemed panicked, while Shahid acting like he's going to die, suicide if any thing happens to Kripa. "Shahid, stop it would you. Kripa is going to be alright. She just fell! She didn't get shot."

"Oh you just shut-up Anagd. What if she loose her memory, and forgets me! I'll die if that happens."

"Why? Why does it matter if she remembers you or not?" Angad asked, totally insecure.

"Of course it does. Kripa is very special to me." He said as the doctor rushed out. "Doctor, is Kripa alright?"

"Yes, she is remembering her husband, it must be you. Please go see her, quickly!" The doctor said. Shahid grinned. He knew this was a little to much. But still he rushed in and saw Kripa laying there, her eyes closed. Her head bandaged and her foot plastered, and the other dressed in bandages. "Oh shit Kripa? How did this happen?" He said rushing to her while Angad walked behind him, really angry. He should be the one worried about Kripa. After all she was his wife, and he did feel bad for her.

"I'm fine Shahid. Nothing happened to me. I'm not going to die." Kripa said, looking at the door way, to see Angad just standing there. "I'm sorry Angad, I troubled you for no reason."

"Ya, your right, you troubled me for no reason actually I troubled myself for not a single reason. Shahid would have brought you here. And if he could have done, that he can bring you back home as well. I'm leaving."

"Angad!" Shahid called.

"What?" He yelled back.

"Leave the car for us." He said calmly.

"Of course I will!" He said sarcastically.

"Thanks!" And Angad walked out, swearing under his breath. Shahid looked at Kripa and they both burst out laughing.

"Your really too much Shahid." Kripa said trying to control her laugh.

"Tell me, wouldn't I make a great actor?" He asked proudly.

"Of course you would!" They gave each other high-fives when-

"Kripa, Shahid? What are you guys doing here?" The two turned and saw Anjali standing there. "And Kripa, what happened to you? And Shahid where is Angad? And when did you guys get back?"

"BREATH!" Kripa and Shahid yelled.

Shahid walked to Anjali and hugged her tightly. "I'll answer all your question. Yes, it's Kripa and Shahid. We are here because Kripa hurt herself as you can see. Angad left angry, and finally I got back about two hours ago."

"Ok, but Kripa how did you hurt your self?" Anjali asked.

"Oh! I was doing something and I slipped." Kripa said trying to adjust her self.

"Relax Kripa. You're a doctor, and you know the precautions. But we have to tell Angad!"

"No we don't, because from today I take up Kripa's responsibility!" Shahid said walking to Kripa.

"Meaning?"

"Well, this plan is to make Anagd jealous. Step one- our break-up, which of course is going to fake! While I go around with Kripa, you will with Angad…"

"Will you do it Anjali?" Shahid asked.

"Um… Of course I will, but it won't be needed" She said.

"Good, Kripa you ready?" Kripa gave Shahid a I'm not to sure about this look. "Oh come on Kripa, trust me, it's going to be fun!"

Kripa took a deep breath, "Ok!"

****

Anjali rang the door bell and Angad opens the door. "Hi Anjali!"

"Hi Angad!" She replies cheerfully. Anjali walked into the house and behind her Shahid with Kripa is his arms. Angad just couldn't believe it. And Kripa couldn't help smiling when she saw a jealous Angad.

Shahid sets Kripa on the sofa and then goes away. "Angad." Kripa finally calls.

"What?"

"Um… can you help me to my room?" She asks with a grin. Angad looks at her when Shahid comes back. "Or Shahid can do that. Shahid can you-"

"NO!" Angad yells. "I'll help you." He puts his hand out.

"Angad, I can't walk… at all." Kripa tries her best not to smile. So now Angad scoops Kripa into his arms and carries her to there bed room. Anjali walks to Shahid and kisses his cheek.

"You rock Shahid!"

"I know I do!" He says hugging her.

Angad helps Kripa lay down and then pulls the blanket over her. "If you need anything you can ask me." Angad says dryly.

"Angad?"

"What?" He bends down next to Kripa. Kripa moves forward and kisses his cheek.

"Thanks." Then she turns the other way, not forcing her leg and goes to sleep while Angad gets up with his hand on his cheek. He's about to leave when-

"Angad."

"Hmm?"

"Can you go pick up Kris?" Kripa asks.

"Ok." Angad leaves to pick Kris up, and Kripa goes to sleep due to her medicines.

****

Kripa is sleeping next to Kris while Anagd tries to sleep on the sofa but can't. Finally, uncomfortable he sits up, when Kris starts crying. Angad walks to Kris and picks him up to calm him down but he doesn't stop crying. After some time Kripa opens her eyes and turns the light on and sees Angad trying to handle Kris, his efforts, a waste of time.

"Angad." Kripa finally said in a half sleepy voice.

"Hmmm?"

"Can you warm up his milk?" Angad nodded and left. Kripa took Kris and made him lay down on top of her and hugged him tightly. Closing her eyes and falling asleep. Angad came back and got Kris from a sleeping Kripa and tried to feed him. But he couldn't, and Kripa woke up once more. "Angad, kya hua?" She moans. But Angad won't reply, so typical arrogant. Kripa watches him trying to feed Kris, and she knows he won't talk to her so she holds Angad's hand and fixes the position of the bottle, and Kris quietly drinks the milk, playing with one ear, and then falls asleep as Kripa also falls back asleep. Angad puts Kris in the crib and sits back down on the bed taking a book out. Angad flipped page after page, and soon finished half of the book. Around three his eyes started to close, not knowing what he is doing Angad put his book on the table and switched his lights of and sunk in the bed, beside Kripa. The night moved, and morning came soon. This morning the sun rose with Kripa in Angad's arms, close to him, looking made for each other, holding each other with love. An hour passes by, and it's nine and Angad and Kripa still lay in each others arms. The phone rang and echoed in the whole house, and then it was picked up by someone. A few minutes later Shahid came running in with the phone in his hand. His mouth dropped open, and the phone fell from his hand when he saw Kripa and Angad hugging each other.

"I didn't know that my plan would work so nicely they would be in each others arms, and that to the next morning. I'm too good!" He said at first confused, but then proud. He just stood there for a few minutes watching them, happily, proud of himself, and then pinching himself to make sure it wasn't all a dream, it wasn't.

The phone rang once again on the floor and Shahid startled. He bent down and picked the phone up, slowly. But by the time he pressed talk it was too late the phone shut, but woke up Angad. Shahid walks out as Angad wakes up finding Kripa next to him. Her arms are around him tightly, her face against his chest with strands of her hair acroos her face, above her eyes, just making her look more beautiful, more mesmerizing. Angad wanted to wake her up and yell at her for coming so close to her. But the her soft breathing, her tender touch, her heart warming embrace, made Angad's anger run away. Angad, at first hesitant, brushed Kripa's hair off her face, leaving his warm touch on her cheecks. Kripa moved a little and Angad tried to back off, but he couldn't, Kripa's grip only tightned. She rested her head on Angad's chest once again and slept peacefully. Angad had a choice, but he still put his arms around her and lay there for sometime, soon falling asleep again.

Hour later, finally Shahid send Anjali to wake Kripa and Angad up. As Anjali walked in, Kris started to cry, and Angad and Kripa slowly woke up. Anjali took Kris quickly because she wanted to know if this was an accident, or had Kripa's and Angad's problems were really solved. Kripa opened her eyes with Angad, shocked, surprised, and happy to be so close to Angad. She didn't know how to respond, what to say and just kept looking at Angad, and at the same time enjoying the closeness. Finally when Angad realized how close he was to Kripa, not that he didn't know, but he couldn't let Kripa know he still cared for her, he still didn't exactly hate her, he moved away and quickly sat up.

"I-I-I'm sorry Kripa, actually I fell asleep on the bed last night and, I'm sorry." And he left leaving a disappointed Kripa lying on the bed. Kripa didn't do anything but sigh. Atleast you came this close to me, even if it happened without you knowing it. She thought.

Anjali stood out side with Shahid, and they both were very disappointed. "We shall continue with out game!" Shahid exclaimed, yet not too happily.

*****

Shahid sat next to Kripa while Kripa just sat there staring at her foot. To scared to change her dressing. "Kripa, your foot isn't going to break into a billion pieces if you open your bandage." Shahid said trying to open the dressing, and Kripa pulls her foot back again. "KRIPA!" He screams, but instead Angad comes running in. Shahid smiled, and then looks back at Kripa.

"Shahid, why were you screaming?" Angad asked madly.

"Because, Kripa won't let me change her dressing, and she needs to be injected, to reduce the swelling in her foot." He said trying to catch her foot again. Angad stood there watching the two fight and then he finally spoke.

"Shahid get Anjali, for me." Kripa and Shahid stopped fighting and Shahid left to call Anjali. Until then Angad searched for something in his closet, and then finally he took out a few pairs of shirts and jeans and threw them in a small bag, and then picked up a few other things and put them in there. He finished his job when Anjali came in stretching her arm.

"What's up Angad?" Then she saw the bag in his hand. "You going somewhere?" She asked as she sat down beside Kripa, and inspected her foot.

"Not me, we are going somewhere." Angad corrected her.

"We as in?" Anjali asked undressing Kripa's foot.

"I mean, Shahid and I." Angad said zipping up his bag and putting it away.

"Where are we going?" Shahid asked, sitting beside Kripa, making Angad burn in jealousy once again.

"We have to go for a meeting tomorrow evening, and I suggest you leave and get your paperwork from the head quarters and you pack up." Angad said staring hard at him.

"I will!" He said calmly. Angad saw Kripa hold on to Shahid scared and he for sure didn't like it.

"Shahid, NOW!" Angad said again. Now both Kripa and Anjali looked at Angad, while Shahid just smiled to himself.

"Ok, I'll go, but you have to sit with Kripa." He said standing up. Angad rolled his eyes and sat down beside her. Anjali took the ointment and rubbed it on Kripa's foot, messaging it. As Anjali's fingers pressed into Kripa's feet, Kripa's hands dug deeper into Angad's arm. Angad couldn't see Kripa in pain, so he turned his face. Anjali dressed Kripa's foot once again, and before Kripa could protest Anjali injected into her arm, all Kripa could do was scream in Angad's arms.

"Kripa, god knows who made you a doctor?" Anjali asked seeing Kripa behave so childish. Kripa just gave Anjali a "your-no-help" look, and then Anjali left. Kripa left Angad's arm, and Angad got up and left as well.