Annie wanted a window. Rather, she wanted some kind of connection to the outside world. It had been 6 months, and she was still in the basement. Ray tried to appear like he was human on some level; her tiny room now had a light that didn't flicker, an 8 inch television, her bed now had a blanket, and he had even given her a mini fridge that he re-stocked occasionally. She still had to only eat once a day though, or once every two days, as the fridge didn't hold much and Ray didn't even bother to fill it completely for her. Annie realized that among the terrible new array of feelings she was being introduced to, starvation was one of the worst. She became somewhat adept at portion control, and was sure that she had lost at least 20 pounds.

But Annie had also begun to start losing feelings. A good example of this was her ability to be embarrassed. Although Ray's "special visits" had become somewhat infrequent and far apart, they still happened, and when they were over Annie had begun to start losing the feeling of being ashamed. She was starting to just...accept it.

It scared her to death.

4 weeks after what Annie started calling her worst nightmare had begun, Ray had started to become repulsed by her. She hadn't had a shower in almost a month, and she could tell it bothered him. So, he installed one in the corner of her room. It was through this that Annie assumed Ray was a plumber of some kind, and it was also the first act of "kindness" (if you wanted to call it that) he had shown her, as she was quite repulsed by her own stench herself. But in the end, this only attributed further to Annie losing her sense of humanity. The shower had no curtain, and Ray usually took great pleasure in watching her, threatening to remove it completely if she didn't comply. So once again, Annie was left with no choice. The first time was utterly humiliating, but now, 6 months later, it just felt normal.

Annie often wondered how she had not gone insane after being cooped up down here for so long. Then again, maybe she was starting to lose her sanity. Ray didn't frighten her anymore, she felt like on some level he was keeping her alive. It was a feeling that left her somewhat grateful. She found herself thinking less and less about things that weren't associated to Ray. Her television only had 2 channels on it, one of which simply had infomercials running constantly. The other channel was terrible quality, but seemed to be the news for Salt Lake City Utah, so obviously Annie assumed this was where she was. But she only cried once a week now, and above all, she felt lonely. She hated being alone here. She just wanted someone to keep her company, and the only one who could was Ray.

So she wanted Ray.

Greendale Community College's library was quiet. While this doesn't seem surprising at first, the library was also the meeting place for Jeff Winger's study group, and they had a reputation for doing some pretty odd things in Study Room A. So yeah, all things considered, it was weird. There was no one around the so called "magic" table anymore. Every seat was empty, although one looked emptier than the others...

On the first day of his final year, Jeff had taken one look inside that room and decided to never step foot in the library again. All he needed to see was Annie's chair and everything came back. The investigation that was going nowhere, not being able to see her big blue eyes and wonderful smile, and the thought that Annie might be...

No.

She wasn't dead. She was not dead. She was still out there. It had almost been a year now at this point but Jeff had never changed his resolve to find her. Once he was back at Greendale, his first order of business was convincing the dean to immediately have a school wide awareness fundraiser to find Annie. He made sure everyone knew about her; about how she was a bright young woman with a bright future and who had all of that robbed from her a year ago. His personal campaign that he entitled "Save Annie" had begun to take over not only Greendale, but City College as well. Jeff could give two shits about their stupid rivalry; he would take any help he could get. This wasn't about which school was better, they were dealing with a person's life now, or more specifically, his best friend's.

Over the past year, he assembled the group to start helping out in any way they could. Troy and Abed had started trending #SaveAnnie on Twitter; they currently had over 150 000 followers combined. Shirley had brought Jeff's mission to her church, which then started devoting a portion of every mass to raising awareness. Pierce had used his experience as a businessman to convince local restaurants and bars to support the cause. Britta had contacted all of her old boyfriends, convincing them to try and raise awareness where they could. Jeff had spoken to his old firm, old colleagues and anyone else he knew to do the same. He had even brought the concern to his mother, who immediately began working towards raising awareness as well.

Finally, after getting the schools involved, Jeff's campaign had attracted the attention of more than just the local news. Save Annie was getting state-wide attention and Jeff had been interviewed on several occasions by several different broadcasting companies. Every time he did one, he made sure to emphasize just how much this campaign meant to him. He became recognized as a local hero in Greendale, but he didn't care.

He just wanted to find Annie.

Halfway through the year, Jeff's mission had become known across the entire state of Colorado. Although still not satisfied, Britta had convinced him that the situation was now starting to play itself out. They all needed to move on with their lives, get their degrees and graduate, and start their careers. Surely, any developments in the investigation would be known to the public immediately. It was time for him to finally start to move on with his own life. Although hesitant, Jeff figured that this was for the best. He was confident now that Annie would be found, and so he went started working harder than he ever had since starting at Greendale. Not because he wanted to get his degree and become a lawyer again, but because he wanted to do it for Annie. He couldn't wait to show her how much he'd grown as a person through the past year and a half, and also tell her she was the reason for it.

She wondered what she looked like. She hadn't actually seen her own face in a very long time. She was beginning to forget all together, and to be honest, she didn't really want to look in a mirror. She was afraid of what she might see. Besides, all that mattered was Ray. She had become quite close to Ray. She was beginning to see him in a new light. He had been giving her more food in her mini fridge, and had attached a curtain to her shower. His "special visits" were even less frequent now too. A small part of her missed them now though. She supposed that was probably a bad thing, but she didn't care anymore. For the first time since being taken over a year and a half ago, she felt content in this basement. She didn't even call it a basement anymore.

She called it home.

Annie never cried herself to sleep anymore. She actually slept quite well as of late. In her eyes, life was finally starting to look up again for the first time in over a year, and she didn't even know why. But she was way too careless at this point to question it. All she knew was that she didn't think of Ray as such a bad guy anymore. For her 21st birthday, he had brought her alcohol and they had spent the majority of the day in a drunken haze, dancing and acting stupid. Annie adored alcohol now. It made her feel 10 times better here than it ever had before. The night of her birthday was spent having sex, and for the first time, she actually enjoyed it. After that, everything was getting better and better. Ray would come downstairs more now, and it was just to hangout with her and make her feel wanted.

She loved it.

Then one day, she was sitting on the floor in front of her small TV as usual, watching the news, when something caught her attention. There was a picture of a man, who looked to be in his late 30s. Underneath his face were big letters that read "SAVE ANNIE". Her TV didn't have any volume, but she didn't need it. The man looked so familiar. He had hair that was styled to perfection and a smile that could probably make any girl swoon.

Annie knew that smile.

"...Jeff?"

She hadn't even thought about Jeff in over a year now. At some point during her time here, she stopped caring about him. She didn't care about anything from before she ended up in her new home. But now because of that stupid smile, everything was coming back to her.

Jeff, Abed, Troy, Pierce, Britta, Shirley...Greendale. It was all there, like it had been lying dormant inside of her like some kind of virus. And now she felt sick. She was remembering everything, and a huge explosion of emotions had begun to pour out. She felt tears rolling down her cheeks, but she didn't feel sad. She felt confused, more specifically, detached. She didn't know why she was crying. She hadn't even thought about these people in over a year. They didn't matter anymore. What mattered was Ray. He was the only one she needed now.

But her mind had betrayed her. She couldn't stop thinking about her friends. And the memories started attacking her from all directions. The study room, the Dreamatorium, her old apartment, Biology, Anthropology, Spanish, Britta's stupid way of saying "bagel", Senor/student/security officer Chang, Troy's poorly named monkey, Pierce's painkillers, Jeff's hair, Shirley's "Miss Piggy" voice and of course, Abed's movie references. Annie just sad there, looking at the TV with disbelief.

Save Annie

"Save...me?" Annie looked around the room. What once looked like a room that had improved immensely over the past year had suddenly regressed back to the way she remembered waking up to it for the first time. She hated it. She felt claustrophobic, alone and disgusted. She had somehow been deluded into thinking that this way of living was alright, but now she wanted to leave more than anything. And Ray...how could she have become content with that man? He did horrible things to her. Things she can never forget. She had a life before she met that man, and now she had nothing. He took everything away from her. She hated him, and she hated being here. She didn't want to be here anymore.

For the first time in over a year, Annie wanted her life back.

A/N: Next Chapter is the last one! Although, I might add an epilogue. This Chapter took me a while so reviews are welcome!