Disclaimer: I do not own any of the characters or anything from Hart of Dixie. I own the plot that is it. Oh and the female OC that will be introduced later on. ~ Jessi
Standing in the middle of the crowd, Zoe looked around and sighed. Within two seconds it hit her. She didn't belong there. Not in New York. It wasn't home. She looked down at her dress and shook her head. She turned and headed straight back out the doors, and hailed a cab.
Not bothering to change out of the dress that she wore, she went back to the hotel she was staying at and quickly tossed her things together. She checked out and hailed a second cab. At the airport she ignored the looks from the other commuters and booked the first ticket back to Alabama.
Pacing the terminal, she continued to ignore the looks that she was getting from people. She had four hours until her flight. She groaned. Grabbing her bags she went and found the bathroom. She changed into jeans and a white tank top, with a see through t-shirt cover up. She kept the heels on and not giving much of a care, stuffed her dress into her bag.
Wade was sitting on the porch with a beer in his hand debating on whether or not he really wanted to go into the Rammer Jammer of not. He needed to that was for sure. If he didn't Lemon would probably hunt him down and drag him into work. He started to get up and head inside to change and glanced across the pond towards the carriage house. It had only been a day, he couldn't imagine how he would last the whole summer with her gone. Moving in doors he went in to change. He couldn't think of her. He had to try not to at least.
Lemon rolled her eyes when Wade walked into the Rammer Jammer. He looked like he had just rolled out of bed grabbed a shower, and fought not to go back to bed again. One look at Lemon and she said nothing. As he worked Wade attempted to ignore the thoughts going through his head. He didn't want to believe that he, Wade Kinsella, had an ache in his heart over a woman. Although he had told her that he loved her. When he glanced up as yet another person walked through the door he sighed, and looked at the clock wondering when in the hell he would get out of there. Around closing he said nothing to Lemon, but was the first one out. The blonde only shook her head.
Wade passed out on his couch that night, the television still on, and the control to the game he'd been playing had fallen to the floor. He didn't hear the door he had forgotten to lock open, but he heard it slam shut. Shooting up on the couch to a sitting position he looked around. And when his eyes landed on the brunette standing in his doorway, biting her lip he just stared.
"Doc?" He said obviously wondering if he was still dreaming.
"Hey Wade..." She fidgeted with her hands, not sure what to do.
"You're supposed to be in New York."
"Well, I'm not. Wade..." She had never felt so nervous in her life.
"What changed your mind?" He slowly stood, facing her, but not walking towards her. Zoe started to feel as if she couldn't breathe. She had come back for him, and it was going to be a lot harder to admit than she had originally thought.
"It's not Bluebell." She cringed inwardly. That wasn't what she had meant to say. She moved forward, and when she was standing in front of him she looked up slightly into his eyes. "You're here. Not there."
"What about spending three months working in the hospital up there?"
"What's wrong with the practice here?" He grinned.
"Did you come back for me?" He asked her finally. She just grinned.
"What do you think?" And she wrapped her arms around his neck and met him halfway for a kiss, that neither of them had expected to be that tender. Pulling apart they didn't speak, as she lay her head on his chest. He held her close, not wanting to let go, afraid that she was just an illusion, or that he would wake up any minute and she'd be gone.