Zoe sat outside of Fancie's looking at her phone for a second before making a decision and calling Judson to cancel her date. She knew that he was in there already, heck she even knew that he was the only single guy for three counties, but she just couldn't do it. So once the call was complete, she walked back to her place and hid in her bedroom with a bottle of wine and a beat-up copy of the Godfather...she wasn't in the mood for chick lit or a chick flick after standing up a hunky vet.

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Dear Diary,

I hate living in a small town. I'm hiding in my office pretending to look over patient files while I write. Why you ask? Because all of Bluebell is giving me the stink eye for standing up Judson. It's not my fault though, I did the guy a favor! Why can't they see that? The only shining star on this sorry excuse for a Saturday is that there's a Woody Allen film festival in Mobile tonight and I have a date with myself. Hopefully, I can continue to avoid Wade until then. Lavon is easy I know he'll be at the turtle race not that he doesn't know what's going on anyway. Heck, all of Bluebell seems to have gotten the memo on my love life this morning! The worst part is they all seem to either want to lecture me about my poor choice, glare at me or talk about my feelings! That last one only pertains to Lavon and Rose, ironic, isn't it? Usually, they can't get away fast enough when I want to vent now, they're prying!

Until next time,

Z

"Just one please." Zoe requested ignoring the knowing look from the pimple faced kid manning the ticket booth. After getting a large bucket of popcorn and a Diet Coke she somehow managed to find a seat right in the middle of the theater not too close but not too far from the screen. Finding a seat was easy given how empty the place was but making it all the way there without tripping or spilling anything was a small miracle.

Just as the lights began to dim, she felt someone slip gracefully into the seat next to hers. Now Zoe was ready to ignore her irritation at the personal space invasion even though there were a ton of seats to choose from, the theater wasn't pathetically empty anymore but still, there were other seats, that is until the person next to her reached right into her bucket of popcorn! Fixing her face into her best glare Zoe turned to the person next to her only to have her glare give way to shock. "Hey Doc, mind passing the soda? That stuff has way too much salt." Wade drawled earning glares from the people around them.

Zoe walked out of the movie theater still wearing Wade's flannel she'd acquired sometime during the movie...something about her shivering being distracting. "I forgot how much of a love letter to New York that movie was..." she sighed, shaking her hands through the too long sleeves.

"Huh, I guess you miss it a lot?" Wade asked falling into step next to the tiny doctor wearing his oversized shirt.

"Sometimes I do," she shrugged "but when I'm there I miss this sky and the weather down here...I guess I just don't really fit in anywhere."

"Oh come on Doc, you know that's not true. You're a Belle." he smirked.

"Ugh! Shut up! But really, I thought I was ready to find someone here..."

"Instead you called to cancel while he sat alone at Fancie's." he finished for her, never mentioning that she already had him and Lavon, not to mention little Rose who was fast on her way to being taller than the doctor.

"Oh good grief! I panicked okay?" she pouted flailing her arms about.

"Alright there Runt, what do you say I buy you a cup of coffee and you can tell Wade all about it?" he grinned.

"What's that a large glass of wine? I'd love one. And you need to stop hanging out with Lavon."

Despite Zoe's best efforts there was no wine to be found at any of the food trailers, so she settled for a fru fru coffee which Wade even refrained from mocking for the first time in their eighteen year friendship. "So, wanna talk about it?" Wade asked from across the table after taking a sip of his own black coffee.

"I was so excited for my date with Judson, it was just supposed to be fun you know? But then everyone started telling me about how it feels to fall in love, and soul mates and stuff...and that's what it's supposed to be about right?" she asked pathetically. "Anyway, so I saw him through the window and he looked so nice, and so sweet...like he could be a real thing, and then I thought why bother?"

"I don't follow."

"Why go on a first date, when I don't know how to be in a relationship. I'm almost thirty and I've never been in a real relationship." she sighed looking at her cup.

"Come on, that's not true you were with the last guy for six years."

"Yeah, six years and I never really let him in. You know I thought I loved him at the time, but the longer I'm here the more obvious it is that I had no idea what I was doing."

"Well, he was a dick anyway."

"Wade!" Zoe laughed despite being annoyed that he ruined the serious moment.

"It's true! Plus, you did a bang up job of letting me in just now." he grinned.

"That's different."

"How do you reckon?"

"Well, you're Wade."

"Wow, thanks Doc."

"No, I mean that you're probably the only person left on the planet I know for a fact loves me."

"Yeah well, then how do you explain opening up to me when we were kids?"

"Psh, come on Cowboy you loved me even more back then. I was adorable!" she teased.

"Yeah, an adorable pain in my ass."

"Mmhmm, like you weren't worse. So enough about my latest disaster and undateableness...how are things in your world? And what are you doing here on a Saturday, I thought you had to work?" She asked uncomfortable with the look he was giving her, all too similar to the one on New Year's Eve.

"I got the night off, once Lavon told me you were running out of town."

"I didn't run! Running in these shoes is hard."

"Anyway, I was looking for you because I wanted you to be the first to know..." he paused taking a slow drink of his coffee.

"Know what? Don't tell me you got hitched again!" Zoe accused.

"Calm down girl, I didn't get married! I already promised you'd be at the next one. No, I bought the Rammer Jammer." Wade told her with an unsure smile.

"Oh my gosh! Wade are you serious!?"

"Yep, paperwork is all signed. I asked Tucker not to say anything until I told you, you know how the town gets." before he even finished the sentence Zoe was jumping out of her chair and tackling him in a bear hug. "Easy Doc, I gotta breath!" he chuckled rearranging the tiny woman in his lap.

"Sorry, I'm just so proud of you!" she grinned her earlier mood forgotten.

"Well now, I think that's the best news I've heard all night."

Soon after finishing their coffee Zoe and Wade made their way back to Bluebell where they continued their impromptu Zoe/Wade night on Zoe's living room floor with a bottle of wine.

"Hey Wade?"

"Yeah Z?"

"Have you ever had one of those nights?" Zoe asked from her place on her living room rug staring up at the ceiling fan. "You know like in the movie, that one night where you just connect with someone?" Wade cleared his throat from his spot next to her but Zoe cut him off before he could formulate an answer. "Never mind, that's a stupid question. I know the answer...I want one of those nights though."

Wade took a second to look at Zoe's profile from his spot on the floor, silently rolling his eyes at the girl he'd shared his most important life moments with. Despite all her education she still failed to see the obvious, like how he couldn't possibly have had a night like that thus far if she hadn't. "What's the answer then?" he asked with a chuckle.

"What?"

"Well you said you knew the answer, so tell me Doc have I or have I not had a Manhattan night?"

"Obviously you have, if you went and had a quickie wedding to Tansy." she sighed confused by the chuckle she earned from Wade.

"Come on Z, Tans and I didn't have some magical night of deep thought and crazy connection. We messed around for a few weeks, then we got piss drunk and ran off to get hitched. In the morning we realized what we did but figured it didn't have to change too much so we decided to give it a shot. And clearly, it didn't work out."

"Oh..."

"Yeah, Oh...Miss. Know-it-all. Truth is though, I'd like one of them nights too."

"Yeah?" she asked looking over at him.

"Yep. What do you say we go check out the bar?" He asked jumping up and holding his hand out to her.

"Wait what, now?" Zoe asked allowing Wade to pull her to her feet.

"Yeah girl, we can see it while it's empty."

And that's how Zoe and Wade found themselves wearing matching Flannel shirts and torn jeans sitting on top of the bar at the Rammer Jammer drinking large mugs of coffee waiting for dawn to break.

"It looks so big," Zoe whispered, somehow uncomfortable breaking the silence.

"That's what she said," Wade smirked, catching Zoe's fist before she could hit his shoulder.

"You're a perv."

"I'm a man Doc."

"A pervy man." she countered causing him to laugh. "So, any plans to change things?" she asked.

"Well I'm going to close down for renovations seems the place hasn't been looked after the way it should have been. I'll add some drinks to the menu, a few recipes, maybe get some TVs in to watch sports." he shrugged modestly having obviously put a lot of thought into the project.

"I think you should also have a night for live music." she offered.

"You know that's not a bad idea."

"I'm a doctor Wade, pretty much means I'm brilliant!" Zoe defended putting down her empty coffee cup.

"And humble."

"Well that I learned from you." she grinned taking the half-full cup from his hands and taking a slow sip.