A/N: Hello, loves! I'm so sorry that this chapter took so long to post, I haven't had much time to write lately. But finally, it is here! Please favorite, follow, and review if you like it!

A couple days later, Wade was roaming New York City. Everywhere he looked, he saw Zoe. This was her city. She was his little New Yorker. He chuckled thinking about the first time he saw her; she was dressed like a big city slicker in a tiny country town. The man absolutely hated himself for thinking of something like that, but he carried on and made his way into a small, stuffy building. The man made his way to the top floor and found the door that said Lacuna, Inc. on the door. Once he tried opening it, though, it was locked shut and all the lights were off inside. The man hit his fist against the door and let out a frustrated sigh. A stranger behind his head as he passed in the hallway, judging the poor soul that severely needed his memory wiped. He had brought everything that had reminded him of Zoe, just like they told him on the phone. He looked like an idiot lugging that thing around and he knew it, but he wanted to get rid of it all for once and for all. The man hastily took out his phone and called them up, but he got a disconnect notice on the other line. In a fit of rage, Wade ended up kicking the wall. He knew it was too good to be true.

For a few minutes, Wade slumped back against the wall and just passed time before he made his way out and back to the airport. An older woman walked passed him after awhile and Wade cleared his throat. "Excuse me, ma'am? Can you tell me what happened to the company that was here before?" Wade put on his charming smile to go along with his accent that usually made women of all ages buckle at the knee.

The old woman shrugged and bit her lip. "They've been gone for a couple days now. Up and left without notice."

Wade nodded his head and ran his hands down his face, feeling slightly defeated. If Zoe could do it to him and leave him behind, why couldn't he do the same? Why was the universe allowing him to suffer, but not Zoe Hart? Instead of moping any longer, the man stood up and collected his things.

Later that night, Zoe was drinking away her sorrows at the Rammer Jammer. She hadn't seen Wade since he was drunk and slurring the other night and hoped to run into him so she could get some answers. It had been almost three days since he drunkenly said that he loved her and was going to erase her. Or at least, that's what she thought she heard. She could've been wrong, but let's face it, when is Zoe Hart ever wrong? The girl nodded to herself as she thought about all she knew about Wade and tried making a mental list. Everyone in town seemed to know him just as well as they knew Zoe - it just didn't make any sense.

It was far past midnight by the time Wade walked in. He spotted her immediately and tried to walk out, but Zoe's eyes were peeled on the door, watching every single person pass in and out. By the time Wade strolled up to her, Zoe had a smile plastered across her face and she almost went into hug him out of the inebriated state she was currently in, but decided against it. "You and I need to talk," she said in a concerned manner. Wade expected to hear her high-pitched sing-songy voice that she normally wore when she was drinking her wine, but this was much different.

The man lifted his eyebrow and crossed his arms as he went behind the bar and poured himself a glass of water. After he took a few sips and set the glass down, he leaned over the bar to face her. "What do we need to talk about, Zoe?"

Zoe's heart almost stopped; something about this seemed way too familiar and for some strange reason, she couldn't shake the deja vu feeling that she caught every single time she was around Wade Kinsella. After concentrating on his smile for a moment, the girl shook her head. The girls face went from mesmerized from Wade's signature look to completely serious in less than a second. With a sigh, "I think we knew each other in another life." That wasn't what she planned on saying, but it just came out. The girl covered her mouth and let out a small chuckle and Wade smiled wider watching her.

"Doc, you have no idea." There was a hint of sadness in his voice, but it was also honey smooth to Zoe's ears.

She took the last sip of her wine and made a face at the empty glass. "What's that supposed to mean?"

Wade shrugged and tried to change the subject. "I think I should take you home now."

The girl put on her best puppy-dog frown and silently begged for more wine, but instead Wade ignored it and walked over to her barstool. "C'mon, drunkie," he laughed while he picked her up and threw her over his shoulder. Zoe let out a loud yelp; she wasn't expecting this to happen whatsoever.

"Wade!" She laughed into his back while beating her fists against him. "Put me down!"

The man chuckled listening to her. Her little fists couldn't do much damage and she wasn't even trying at this point. Wade could tell that she enjoyed this encounter - in fact, she always had. It was in that moment that Wade had an epiphany about this entire day, this entire situation. He was going to win Zoe Hart back. It'd all be brand new to her, but it'd be simple and typical to him. He'd remember all the right moves, ignore all the wrong decisions that made the couple go wrong in the first place. It was a brilliant idea. He was going to win Zoe Hart back and that was that.

Once the two made their way to his car, he carefully set her back on her feet and helped her into the passenger seat of his car. As soon as he turned on the engine, "Hard to Love" by Lee Brice started up. At first, he half-expected Zoe to laugh along and agree that he was hard to love, but was met with an empty silence. The man gulped as he turned on the road back to the plantation. He turned to see if Zoe was alright and all he saw was his ex-girlfriend passed out already. He wasn't surprised. She fell asleep easily for the most part. On the way home, he quietly sang along with the song. It was basically the story of their relationship and hoped that this time around he'd be able to change it.

A/N 2: Okay, I just need to say that there are two awesome playlists that helped me write this. One was mine and another was /Simbelmyne-of-Rohan on 8tracks. Put 8tracks-com before the slash and find her mix "I Can't Remember Anything Without You." It's amazing and it helped a lot. The one that's mine... If you go to /ddollfacedd, I have an old playlist called "A Doctor and A Bartender." If you want something to fill your Zade/Eternal Sunshine feelings, those are the playlists for it!