This takes place a few weeks later after the last chapter. Wade's uncle has passed away. He is Wade's mother's brother, but they weren't close. Still, he was giving Wade money constantly because of something you'll find out next chapter because I haven't thought up yet. :)

Disclaimer: I own nothing (sadly). Although, I did make up Liam, and Audri, and Roxana. I also made up Great-Grandpa Friedrich, and Great-Grandma Anika, and Aunt Jeana.

Wade glanced at the brunette who was asleep on his shoulder. The blonde flight attendant asked for the sixth time in the past hour if he was sure he didn't need anything. Finally, he let her get a blanket for Zoe. He hated planes. He hated them with a burning passion. Now, here he was on one, with his very much sleeping girlfriend using him as a pillow while he was left to worry about everything that could go wrong with the flight.

Carefully, not to wake Zoe, he shifted out and moved to the bathroom. When he exited, the flight attendant was standing by the door, grinning at him largely. "No! I don't need a pillow, or a drink, or anything else!" he finally snapped.

"I'm sorry! I just can't help it."

"Help what?"

"It's just… you and your girlfriend… you two are so cute together. You see so few people like that nowadays, so in love! It makes me really happy to see, that's why I kept coming back. I didn't mean to make you think I was flirting with you. I just like happy love stories. So I had to find some excuse to come see it. I mean, I've always wanted a boyfriend who would let me use his shoulder as a pillow… so she is very good at picking guys because I seem to get all the lousy ones that hate all that fluffy stuff. I mean, come on! My last boyfriend dumped me before he went and got back together with his ex! His ex! And she was like some super sexy super model or something! How am I supposed to compete! And then I saw you and her and I remembered that love does still exists!" She rambled before stilling out her hand to him happily, "I'm Audri, by the way. I wish you and your girlfriend the best."

"I'm Wade. My girlfriend's name is Zoe. And thank you." He walked back to his seat, taking his sleeping girlfriend into his arms and fell asleep as well.

"Nacht?" Wade asked Zoe as they pulled up, "Isn't this some sort of night club?"

The tiny brunette grinned. "It's also where my apartment is."

"But I thought-" Zoe shook her head.

"That's my family penthouse. This is my apartment. The only other people who live here are Gigi, Roxana, and-"

"Zoe!" A voice yelled, embracing the tiny brunette. Jealousy surged over Wade, even as the man stepped away from his girlfriend. "You must be the famous Wade. Roxi couldn't stop going on about you." He held out his hand to Wade. "I'm Liam, Zoe's brother."

Suddenly, that sudden jealous made Wade feel very foolish as he shook his girlfriend's brother's hand. Zoe had mentioned Liam a few times. "So you're with that crazy little back haired chick?"

Liam wasn't offended, and instead, he chuckled. "I have never heard a more dead on description of her," the other Hart replied, helping Wade with the bags. "I'm really sorry about your loss though," he told Wade. Wade nodded and looked away.

"So how's Germany?" Zoe asked her brother. He shrugged, shaking his head as his sister opened the door to her apartment.

"Crazy, crazy stuff. Some of the guys, they fight you when they wake up, thinking they've been kidnapped and are being held hostage. Others you can't helped but get attached to them, even though you know the odds are against them." His voice was solemn, Zoe touched his arm gently before she moved into the kitchen, grabbing a couple of beers from the refrigerator that she had Roxana stock before they came.

"Liam works in Landstuhl, at the U.S. Military hospital there," she explained to her boyfriend, "He's eleven months younger than me, and yet, somehow, he's a surgeon before me!"

Wade nodded. He had heard about the Military base in Landstuhl.

"Zi Zi! You're back!" the tinier raven-haired girl jumped across the room, lightening the mood, as she squeezed her friend tightly. She pulled back and turned to the Alabaman. "Hi Wade!"

"Hi Roxana," he said, almost awkwardly. She giggled, bouncing over to Liam and pecking his lips quickly.

"Told you that your sister was coming."

Zoe had grown up in New York. She had lived in New York her whole life, not counting the past several months she's lived in Bluebell and that year she lived in the Netherlands. She had grown up around almost unparallel luxury. Her father was one of the most world-renowned cardio-thoracic surgeons and her mother was successful publicist. Still, as the town car pulled up to the house not too far from Zoe's apartment, she had to admit, she was impressed.

The driver opened the door for them and Wade helped Zoe out. She had dress conservatively in a black dress and jacket for the viewing of Wade's late uncle. It was a closed casket, which was good for Zoe. She hated losing a patient, and hated even more seeing the body of a person and knowing the doctor that had been trying to help that person had failed. That, and she just really hated seeing corpses. A picture of Wade's uncle sat on top of the coffin, and she easily recognized some of the features they had in common. Wade took her elbow and steered her over to an old woman in a chair, and a woman standing beside them.

"Nana, Aunt Jeana, this is my girlfriend, Dr. Zoe Hart," Wade introduced.

"My, she's so skinny and small," Wade's nana muttered in German to his aunt Jeana.

"And look at her outfit. Another one of those Southerns," Jeana replied. Zoe glanced down at her dress, not seeing anything wrong with it, she looked up and answered in the same language.

"I don't see anything wrong with my outfit, and I'm from New York." Both of the women, and Wade, stopped and looked at Zoe in surprise.

"You speak German?" Wade asked, in English, only knowing a few words of the language. He didn't know what she or his relatives were really saying, only that his girlfriend had definitely replied in the same language.

"Fluently," the brunette replied, "After all, it was practically required of me to know. Great-Grandpa Friedrich was Prussian. He a really nice guy. We used to talk on the phone every week, despite the fact that it was really long distance." Zoe smiled wistfully, remembering her father's mother's father. He had always been so nice to her, even though every year for her birthday or Christmas, being that he was on her dad's side, he would send her Dutch guilders, which she'd have to exchange for American money. She didn't quite remember the story of how he and Great-Grandma Anika had met. She just remembered that they had loved each other very much and she looked almost exactly like her great grandmother.

"Ah," Wade's nana said. She smiled, nodding, then shared a glance with Jeana. Jeana nodded as well. "Please take a seat, Zoe."

"Why are we here?" Lemon complained to her fiancé. She had insisted coming along with George to New York. Since George was Wade's lawyer, and Wade's uncle had left Wade a small fortune, he needed to come sign. Lemon didn't want her fiancé to forget her this time, so she insisted on coming. She also wanted to see what was with all the fuss about New York.

That is why she was standing there outside the pounding nightclub in a part of Manhattan known as the 'Meatpacking District'. Lemon shuttered at the name. Why would anyone want to live or shop in a place called the 'Meatpacking District'?

"Well, Wade said he was staying here. I think he gave me the wrong address." Lemon huffed.

"Figures." The lawyer pulled out his phone and texted Wade, knowing that if his friend was inside, he wouldn't be able to hear over the music.

"He said he's inside and we're on the list." Lemon looked strangely at her fiancé as he dragged her over there to the bouncer at the front of the line. "George Tucker, Lemon Breeland. We're on the list," he said to the man. He looked down for a second before he opened the door to the two.

Inside the pulsing club, lights were blaring, flashing over the crowd. There was hardly room between bodies. The air was thick with sweat and alcohol and music, playing loudly over the noise of the club. Lemon was pretty sure this is what Hell looked like. Then she saw Zoe Hart, dancing with a man that definitely wasn't Wade, near the bar. Wade appeared next to them. "Hey, we'll have to get Zoe. She knows the code for upstairs. It's quiet there."

"You know she's dancing with some other man." Wade smirked at Lemon.

"That's her 'little' brother, Liam. He's dating her friend." He tapped his girlfriend's shoulder, motioning to George and Lemon. He gave a nod to Liam, and the four moved towards the hall. In the hall, where the noise was less, Zoe touched the number pad outside an elevator door. The doors opened and group stepped inside. "Your apartment?" Wade asked and Zoe nodded.

"I thought this was a club?" George asked.

"It is. It's also residential in the upper floor. Roxana, Gigi, Liam, and I all have our apartments here. It's cheaper that way, since we're already paying for the building to have the club downstairs."

"You own this?" Lemon asked incuriously, "Why would anyone want to own anything in somewhere called the Meatpacking District?" She said this and Meatpacking District like they were curse words.

"Roxana is the boss. She runs the place. Gigi and I are just silent partners for the most part. It's actually a really fashionable part of town. Thirty years ago," Zoe wrinkled her nose, "that was another story."

For those of you that don't know, the Meatpacking District is a real place in New York. In the 1990s, there was a restoration of it and it became a fashionable neighborhood. (Samantha in Sex and the City moves to an expensive apartment there.

Wade's grandma is from Germany. She doesn't like Southerns. This caused tension between Wade's mom and her mother and made them estranged before she died in Wade's teenage years. Wade's Aunt Jeana is his (unnamed) late uncle's wife. She took German in high school to impress Wade's uncle. They're high school sweethearts. They both assume Zoe's a Southern, but they are both impressed that she speaks German fluently. Well, she sort of lied about that. She knows some German, enough to keep from being insulted in it. She really is fluent in Dutch, English, and Yiddish. Zoe's grandma (who I think I might put in next chapter because I have an interesting story picked out for her) taught her what German she knows. I think next chapter is going to be a very background oriented chapter for both Wade's family and Zoe's family.

No. I don't write funerals. They're too depressing for me. When George and Lemon arrive to New York, it's a few days later and the funeral has already happened. Liam is awesome! He's a hero, a real life angel... sort of. Landstuhl is a real place in Germany and a real US Army base for those who don't know. It has the largest U.S. Army hospital outside the continental U.S.

Loved Zoe's dress last episode. I was a bit (largely) jealous. Can't wait for this episode!

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