A/N: Okay so, I didn't want this story to be very long, so I tied it up with this chapter. Reviews are welcome as always!

Annie sat up in her bed. She looked over to her alarm clock; it read 1:30am. She had tried 5 times now to try and fall asleep, but every time her head hit the pillow she kept thinking back to her and Jeff's altercation in the study room today. Why did he seem so eager to leave? The question kept eating away at her on the inside, and she couldn't help but feel a bit insulted. She had tried to apologize to Jeff in a mature way and he had almost completely shut her out. It was like he didn't care, like he was going back to the way he was when they first met. She wished this whole thing had never happened, because now she had no idea where she stood with Jeff. She was pretty sure a potential relationship with him was completely out the window now, and was horrified at the idea of him becoming distant again after she had made so much progress with him lately.

She cried then for the third time that night. She was grateful that she was living with her 2 best friends though. Abed studied human character, so he knew when Annie was upset. She assumed that anyone could have probably figured that out today though. When she got home she couldn't keep her tears in any longer, and Abed had wanted to console her again. Annie assured him she was fine though and that she'd get over it soon; she didn't want to bother Abed with what she presumed were things she would have to get used to dealing with herself by now anyway. Troy on the other hand was more oblivious to her feelings, but if he knew she was upset he would also try and console her. She enjoyed having Troy around; although he wasn't as smart as Abed when it came to advice, he was way better at cheering her up. And if he failed at cheering her up, he could usually turn on the tears as easily as her, and the two of them would cry together. It was weird, but somehow, it eventually made them both feel better. The two of them together really brightened her up, even on the worst of days. She was so happy to call them her best friends. Especially when everything in her life seemed to be going wrong...again.

Annie suddenly felt claustrophobic. Her room was a nice comfort zone, but she really felt like having a nice walk or something. Walks were good for clearing her head and helping her see that things will get better. Part of her knew that they would but she needed that reassurance, and somehow, she knew that a nice walk by herself would provide it. Of course, it was almost 2 in the morning, so she went to her sock drawer and pulled out the ivory gripped metallic object that was buried right at the bottom of it. Annie never used her gun, and hated that she owned it. It didn't fit her at all, and yet she couldn't part with it. She had been so accustomed to carrying it around with her when she lived in her old apartment that it seemed normal to own it now. But this was the first time she had taken it out again since she had moved in with Troy and Abed. This was her first ever late night walk, so she made sure the safety was on before tucking it into her purse.

Annie quickly changed into sweats and a sweater and grabbed her key. She was happy the boys were asleep since they probably would never want her to go out this late for a walk, even if it was in a better neighborhood than she was used to. She quietly tip-toed through the living room until she reached the door, looking back to see if there was any signs of movement. When everything seemed normal, Annie slipped out, making sure to close the door as quietly as possible.

Jeff sat on his couch, perplexed by the note staring him in the face. His now ex-girlfriend, who was smarter than most, had gone from insulting Annie to seemingly accepting that Jeff belonged with her. He realized that he belonged with her too, but he suddenly felt guilty. She had been trying to make things right with him, but his stupid anxiety over being with her had deluded himself once again into thinking that it was best to ignore her. What if this was the last straw? What if she had finally given up on him and he had lost her forever? No...that was unacceptable. Jeff grabbed his phone to text her, but suddenly went against it. He went over to his mini bar and downed a glass of scotch before grabbing his coat and setting off to Casa de Trobed. He was going to need all the courage he could muster to do this right. And he needed to do it right this time. No more denial, no more lies and no more avoidance. He was just going to be straight-up truthful with Annie Edison for once in his life. She deserved that much; she had been going through hell lately, and Jeff had put her there. But that was over now; he was finally going to finally fix things properly with the studious little brunette that had found a way into his heart. And nothing was going to stop him.

After all, he was Jeff goddamn Winger.

Annie walked casually down the street in no particular direction. Even though it was the middle of the night, she somehow knew exactly where she was going and didn't feel anxious in the slightest. There were no sounds at all; it was strangely calm. She stopped by a nearby light post and took a moment to survey her surroundings. Across the street was the pizza place that her and the boys would frequent when no one felt like cooking. And next to that was the bakery that Shirley despised since she felt it made her brownies look like crap. Right across from the bakery was Troy and Abed's favourite movie store, and further down the street there was an animal shelter that Britta often claimed to frequently volunteer at (although that was debatable). There was even an antique shop that had a little Buddha statue in the display window, which immediately reminded Annie of Pierce and his weird religion/cult. This street almost completely symbolized the study group, and Annie had never even noticed that until she had taken this walk. The only things that were missing were buildings that represented her and Jeff. She didn't see any classy looking stores or name brand clothing outlets like the one Jeff went to when he avoided helping her move. She also never saw a stationary store that she could visit whenever she needed more school supplies or any of her favourite cardigan suppliers. Annie frowned at the empty feeling that this left her with. In a way, this street symbolised Annie and Jeff's current relationship; it was slowly disappearing and it had made her begin to feel like she was being disconnected from even her other friends. She wiped away another tear and decided to turn back and head home. This walk was a bad idea.

But then she heard the first car since she had left about a half hour ago. She turned around instinctively and her eyes widened when she noticed it was a black Lexus. His black Lexus. Annie just stood there, dumbfounded as the car pulled over to the sidewalk where she was standing and a tall man emerged from the car. He looked completely exhausted, and almost as confused as her.

"Annie? Why are you out here this late?"

Annie took a moment to read Jeff's expression. It was laced with concern, but it also had a hint of something that she wasn't used to seeing when he talked to her. He looked determined. "I felt like going for a walk to kind of clear my head a bit. I'm going home now though. Wait, why are you out here, Jeff?" He looked down at his feet for a moment before looking back up at her. "I broke up with Natalie tonight." After he said this, Annie felt the natural need to console him, but a part of her jumped with glee. She suddenly felt guilty though; did he break up with his girlfriend because of her? "Why did you guys break up?" Jeff stood up straighter and took a deep breath before answering.

"Because she wasn't you."

In that moment, Annie didn't know what she was feeling, but she assumed it was a pretty powerful emotion considering she couldn't find any words to say to Jeff. She suddenly didn't care that she was outside at 2:30 in the morning, or that she was standing in front of Jeff Winger in sweatpants and an old sweater. All that mattered was the four words he had just said. She was afraid he'd get freaked out from her lack of response, but luckily, he continued. "Annie, I'm sorry. I've been a huge jerk to you. And I know that you probably don't want anything to do with me, but I just want to be able to explain some things to you first. After my dad left when I was 14, I decided that I can't be a guy who stays committed to people for very long. The study group is the longest I've ever been connected to anyone who wasn't my mom. But over these last few years, I discovered that I don't want to leave. I found myself feeling things like compassion and sincerity, and even though it scared the crap out of me, I liked it. It was something so foreign to me that made me feel really great. And then when I kissed you at the Tranny Dance, it wasn't like any kiss I'd ever had before. It felt real. And that scared me. It scared me to know that I had started developing feelings for a girl that went deeper than wanting a one night stand. I would tell myself that it was the age difference and that I was gross for wanting you, but I'm done running away from reasons that aren't even true. That reason means nothing, and I know it never did. I just couldn't accept that I had become so attached to you, even though you were willing to let me in. And then after I had started dating someone else, I realized immediately that it was just making things worse. I hate myself for putting you through all that, and I am so sorry. But I think seeing you so upset was the push I needed to come find you tonight. Annie, you are the most amazing and wonderful person I have ever met in my entire life, and I'm sick of trying to look for things about you that make me think otherwise. Because the reality of it all is that there is nothing that could make me think any different about you. And I think...I think I'm finally okay with that. I want you to make me a better person. I want you to accept me as the insecure mess that I am and teach me how to be compassionate and caring like you. I want to kiss you, and I want to go on dates with you because I love you, Annie Edison. I always have."

Jeff let out a long breath and brought his eyes back down to his shoes. Even though he had said everything he wanted to, he still felt extremely uncomfortable. But he had resolved to fight through whatever doubts wanted to form in his mind. He knew what he wanted, and now he just hoped that the woman in front of him felt the same way. When he noticed that she hadn't responded, Jeff looked up at Annie. Even though he couldn't hear sobs he noticed that there were silent tears running down her cheeks. He stood there dumbly trying to figure out if she was crying because she was happy or sad, when suddenly he was jolted from his thoughts when Annie grabbed his shirt and pulled his lips down to hers. His mind flooded with relief as he reciprocated, holding her as if she would disappear if he let go. They kissed passionately; it was a kiss that got rid of whatever doubts Jeff had left in his mind. He didn't even know how he'd gone so long without feeling Annie's lips against his own. It was just like the Tranny Dance, except this time when it was over Jeff wouldn't feel any regret. When Annie finally pulled away, she smiled up at him. Jeff noticed she was still crying, but at least he now knew they were tears of joy.

"It couldn't have been easy for someone to say all that, not even for you."

"It is when you finally accept it."

Annie sank into his chest, closing her eyes and sighing with contentment. Even though they were on a random street in the middle of the night, everything felt so right at the moment. Words couldn't describe how she was feeling right now, so she just opted to say the easiest thing that came to mind.

"I love you too, Jeff. I love you so much."

He kissed the top of her head, and she smiled when she finally realized her place on this street. It was in the arms of an ex-lawyer, underneath a dimly lit lamppost.