A/N - Again I do not own Community, the study room, the magical table, or anything referenced there-in (which includes all the other timelines too)

Well here comes chapter 2 remember readers I am rusty so please bare with me and dont be too critical, but constructive criticism is always welcome.

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As Jeff opened the door to his appartment he only had two things on his mind, scotch and Annie Edison. He hoped the first one would help him get his

mind of the latter of the two. So he walked over to his kitchen grabbed a glass filled it with ice and his best bottle of MacAllan, an 18 year he had been saving for a rainy day,

sat on his couch and commenced drinking his problems away.

After about thirty minutes of watching late night infomercials and slamming scotch, Jeff pulled out his phone and scrolled to Annie's name."Come on you coward" he thought to himself

"Just call her and tell her that she means something to you, that you think there might be something between the two of you and you want to try to find out what." He sighed inwardly as

he set his phone down on the table infront of him. He couldn't do it and he knew he couldn't. He was no good for her, she was so good and he was so... Jeff. Not to mention the age difference

nobody would approve of that just making things harder if they did. He just couldn't take the risk he couldn't imagine life without her. What if or really when he messed it up and hurt her

what would happen then they wouldn't be able to go back to being friends, or what if she didn't want that anymore. He had made her wait for years trying to figure out his own feelings and trying

to deny them, he wouldn't blame her for moving on. That was what he wanted all along wasn't it.

At about hour two of steady drinking he heard a knock at his door. He looked down at his phone it was nearly 2 in the morning who could possibly be at his door. As he stood up he realized just

how drunk he truly was. As he stumbled his way to the door the two sides of his mind argued over whether or not he hoped it was Annie at the door. He finally made his way to the door unlatched the

deadbolt and took a deep breath in as he reached for the doorknob. When he opened it to find non-other than... Dean Pelton standing in his doorway in one of his ridiculous costumes, a white dress blonde

wig and a veil.

"God why couldn't it have been a serial killer, or an escaped con" he thought to himself as the Dean forced his way in.

"Now Jeffrey, I think we need to talk about the elephant in the lab back there at Greendale" Pelton said sitting down on Jeff's couch patting the cushion next to him.

"Look Dean, I think you took that in entirely..." Jeff had started to say before the Dean cut him off.

"Jeffrey, how many times do I have to tell you outside of Greendale it's just Craig, and I know you are stuggling with the feelings that led to that door opening that is why I came" he said again patting

the seat next to him.

"I know it was your passion for me that got that door open, I saw the look you gave me before we left the lab" the Dean explained smiling.

"WHAT!? Look Dean... or Craig, I am sorry to have given you the wrong idea it wasn't you who got that door open it was..." Jeff trailed off not ready to admit to anyone how that door really got open, especially

crazy, loose-lipped Dean Pelton.

"Oh... yes of course not, but if it were you know that wouldn't bother me, you could just tell me Jeff" Craig replied still smiling up at Jeff from his couch.

"No, really it wasn't you it was... it was... ugh just forget it, it really wasn't you I dont mean to make you feel bad here Craig, but it truly wasn't" Jeff said feeling exhausted, and still pretty drunk.

"Well if not me Jeffrey then who?" he asked looking crestfallen.

"I don't want to talk about it, can you please go I am tired drunk and ready to sleep" Jeff said gesturing towards the door.

"Jeffrey feelings that strong need to be discussed, you need to let it out, how about you pour me a drink and we talk about it, just between us?" the Dean said pulling the veil and wig from his head.

Maybe it was the liquor taking hold or maybe he just really needed to talk this situation out but he relented and sat down on the couch next to his unlikely confidant.

He sighed and began. "It was Annie, when I looked at her I felt a rush of emotions and it was so strong it got the door open." He said actually feeling better to get it off his chest.

"Well Jeffrey have you thought about telling her this she isnt a little kid any more she is 23 and more mature than most of the people in your little group, you know" the Dean said looking over the tips of his glasses at him.

"I know she isnt a little kid anymore but still... I cant just... it wouldnt... no I just wont tell her, I will work through this on my own. Jeff Winger is a man who can handle his emotions. And that is that" Jeff decided finally.

"Oh! Jeffrey that is not good for either of you just man up and tell her" the Dean pleaded with Jeff.

"Nope, my mind is made up, good night Craig thank you for listening, remember this is our secret" he said smiling pulling the Dean up of his couch and stumble ushering him to the door.

"Jeff, I wish you'd reconsider... really" the Dean tried to reason with him.

"Good night Dean" Jeff replied shutting the door on him.

"Well my buzz is starting to wear off one more drink and then to bed." Jeff thought aloud.

"And there is no way I am ever telling Annie how I feel... to much of a risk." He sighed to himself as he walked into his bedroom and laid down with his glass of scotch.

"Nope not gonna happen, never ever." He told himself settling into his comfortable spot on his bed.

Well that's it for chapter 2 hope it was enjoyable for all you Community fans out there, read, review, and hope for season six everyone. Until next time.