A/N: I am terribly sorry this took forever to update. With school, I've been getting blocked lately, but tonight inspiration struck! Hopefully it doesn't take as long to post the next update. I'll make sure it doesn't. I'm so, so sorry again, you guys. Thanks for sticking with me and to all of the new follows/favorites/reviews. You're all so lovely!

"It's nothing but time and a face you can't lose
I chose to feel it and you couldn't choose
I'll write you a postcard, I'll send you the news
From a house down the road from real love
Live through this and you won't look back."
-"Your Ex-Lover Is Dead" by Stars

x-x-x

In the weeks that passed, Zoe was struggling with something that was going on mentally. She still couldn't pin-point exactly what exactly was going on and it was driving her crazy. Crazy enough to drive herself to Mobile to get a CT scan. She thought something was wrong with her brain, like a brain tumor that just wanted draw in attention, but that wasn't the case. Zoe was more than glad to hear that news, but at the same time, she started to worry that it was much deeper than that. She could hardly handle herself after awhile. She was losing sleep and spending a lot of time staring into space, trying to figure out what was happening. It was to the point that she was in such a daze that Brick took notice. Most of the time he acted like he didn't care too much about his colleague, but when he saw her hardly paying attention during appointments, he thought that she could get into a lot of trouble for negligence. Luckily for Zoe, that never happened. She was a good enough doctor to not mess up.

"Dr. Hart," Brick greeted her with a small nod as he walked into the office. "Can I speak with you for a moment?"

Zoe had hardly noticed his presence due to the haze that she was in, but got up from behind the counter shortly after his request and followed him into his office. She stood by the door and crossed her arms. "What's going on?" She asked with a sleepy voice.

Brick furrowed his brows at her as he positioned himself by leaning against his desk. "I was going to ask you that same question." His voice was stern, but full of mild concern for the young doctor. She was usually peppy and in a great mood; a mood that usually made Brick shiver like he was hearing nails on a chalkboard, but these days she was suspiciously quiet, making Brick raise an eyebrow every now and then.

Zoe shut her eyes and raised her eyebrows, trying to play it off as tiredness. "What do you mean? I just haven't been getting any sleep."

"You need sleep, Dr. Hart," he told her with a steady voice, "I can't have you going around and one day mistakingly treat a patient wrong. You would ruin my entire practice if you got sued for negligence. You do realize that, right?"

Zoe's heart started racing in her chest as she sucked in her lips and bit down, trying to find the words to say. She knew Brick wouldn't want to hear the entire story - not only that, but he probably wouldn't want to hear the story to begin with. "I've been-" Zoe shrugged, not knowing how to explain it. "I've been having a lot of deja vu," she said with a confused tone. "For awhile, I thought it was a brain tumor or something like that, but I got everything checked out and the tests came back clear. Now, I'm still stuck and I can't figure out what's happening." She didn't mean to blurt out all of her feelings, but by the end of her small rambling, she began to sound whiney.

Brick rubbed his face, not even knowing where to begin. He understood perfectly. He got that small card from Lacuna, Inc. that almost everyone else in town did. "I have to tell you something, Zoe, but I'm not sure if you're going to like it."

The woman's ears perked up in curiosity, ready to hear whatever Brick was about to say until she heard a ruckus at the door. The two doctors shuffled outside in a hurry to see what was happening. That's when they spotted Rocket and Rudy drunkenly carrying an even more inebriated Chicken through the door. "Hey doc," Rocket said with what was supposed to be a flirtatious smile, but Zoe gulped and made a contorted face at the three boys.

x-x-x

Once work was over with, Zoe met up with Lavon at the Rammer Jammer for dinner. Of course, Lavon was all smiles as per usual and she couldn't help but to throw a smile his way as she walked in the door and to the table he was saving for them. "What are you smirking at?" She asked the man.

"Life's good, Zoe," he told her as he nodded his head, "there's always something to smile over, ya'know?"

Zoe shook her head at the man, but a small smile remained on her lips. "Whatever you say," she laughed.

The smile dropped from his face as soon as he noticed the black bags under her eyes and the redness that stained her normally sparkling eyes. "Have you been doing okay, Zoe?"

The girl knit her eyebrows and gave him a questioning look. "Why, did Brick tell you something?"

"No, no," he said in defense while waving his hands in the air, "Brick didn't tell me anything. I'm just wondering. You look exhausted."

Since her best friend was sitting across from her, she didn't want to play it off like normal. She told Lavon everything, even stuff he didn't want to hear most of the time. "I am exhausted. I can't sleep, I can't concentrate. Something's eating me alive and I can't explain what it is." The girl almost started to cry in front of everyone in the restaurant, but her eyes were too dry to even produce a couple tears.

Suddenly more concerned than before, Lavon placed his arms on the table and leaned forward so he could be closer. "Do you know why that is?"

Zoe forced her eyes shut, not really knowing. It wasn't until she heard Wade's voice that she had a sudden revelation about the whole thing. She put her index finger in the air, telling Lavon that she'd get back to him in just one minute. "Hey," she told him with the best smile she could possibly put on.

"Hey to you," Wade said while raising his eyebrows at the girl and setting down their drinks. "What do you say to a movie night after I finish my shift?"

Zoe pretended like she was thinking about it while bouncing her head up and down and squinting her eyes. She knew that something about that drove Wade crazy; his impatience was incredible to the girl. "Yeah, I guess so," she finally told him with a smirk.

"Alright, I'll see you then," he turned on his heel to go back to the bar, but quickly turned back around. "Lavon, you're invited as well," he told him with the fear that he was being rude to the mayor.

"I'm staying in tonight," Lavon lied to his friend. Wade gave him a thumbs up and walked away slowly to get back behind the counter.

Zoe tapped her fingers on the table and pursed her lips together, finally able to connect some of the dots. "Lavon," she spoke, "I think I know the problem."

"And?"

"I think the problem is Wade."