A/N: Thank you all for the reviews! I hope you enjoy this chapter.

I forgot a disclaimer in chapter one, but I don't own Hart of Dixie or any of the characters.

Zoe glanced at the clock on her bed stand. 2:00 am. She sighed. She had been lying in bed for several hours thinking about her current messed up situation. She felt horrible. How did she always end up in these predicaments? Was there something wrong with her or was this just what life had planned for her?

It had all started last night when she, in a moment of weakness or at least that is what she told herself, ended up in Wade's bed. It felt so familiar and good. It definitely wasn't because it was bad sex that she had left after he fell asleep. Being with him like that again had brought her back to the days of their break up; back to her finding out that he'd been with another woman. She felt disgusted with herself, and left when she was positive he wouldn't notice. Not that she cared if he noticed.

She had convinced herself that it meant nothing. Ex's often hook up right? It was a lack of judgment on her part and she had sworn she would stop doing stupid things like that.

The next day, however, she messed up again. After feeling sorry for herself all day and after a couple of shots at Fancies, she found herself in front of George's houseboat telling him that she should have chosen him. That Wade was a mistake that shouldn't have happened, and that she still had feelings for George.

George had scolded her, telling her that he was happy with Tansy and she couldn't expect him to dump her just because Zoe suddenly decided that she wanted to be with him. He had also pointed out that she was clearly still in love with Wade.

That night she had been pacing the hardwood floors of her house. Was George right? Was everyone able to read her better than herself? In love? Did she love Wade? No, that couldn't be. She still had feelings for him, but love? It could be why she had been so hurt by his betrayal and why she had such a hard time moving on. The more she thought about it, the more confused and frustrated she got. And angry! Angry at George for planting the idea of her loving Wade in her head, angry at herself for listening to him and going to him in the first place, but most of all, angry at Wade for making her feel this way.

That is when she had heard the knock on the door and had seen Wade standing in the pouring rain with a bottle of wine. He had put himself out there and begged for forgiveness for the first time since the night on the bench. She had taken all her built up frustration and anger out on him and slammed the door in his face. She hadn't meant a word she said, but she had also been way too mad at him to care.

The many hours of pondering her situation had made her realize one thing. She needed to talk to Wade. To let him know that she hadn't meant it. She needed him to know that she had been happy with him. That she most definitely had feelings for him and still did. That she was just angry at him because those feelings prevented her from moving on, and as much as she wanted to, she still hadn't found a way to forgive him.

She contemplated going over there now, but he'd probably be a sleep. Also, he might be too angry to listen to her, so she decided to wait until the morning. Yes tomorrow was better. She would wake up early and make his favorite breakfast. On second thought maybe her cooking wasn't the best idea. She let out a small laugh. With the thoughts of what to say to him, she drifted to sleep.

The next morning Zoe woke up to her phone ringing. She glanced at the clock, 9:15 a.m. Dammit her first patients were at 9:00. She answered the phone and apologized to Brick, who that was scolding her for not showing up on time and leaving him to deal with the Tark twins.

She had also missed her opportunity to talk to Wade that morning; he would already be at work. She decided to corner him during lunch. That way he couldn't escape or make a scene, could he?

She entered the Rammer Jammer around noon and noticed the looks on the townpeople's faces as they turned to stare at her. Did they know something? For sure Wade wouldn't have said anything. He usually just kept everything to himself. She looked around and saw a stressed Lemon carrying plates of food and Wanda standing behind the bar pouring beers for Cody and two other men. No sign of Wade. She approached Wanda.

"Wanda, have you seen Wade?"

"Hey Zoe. No, I have no clue where he is. Lemon drafted me fifteen minutes ago to help her with serving drinks. Perhaps you should ask her." Zoe huffed. Lemon wasn't her favorite person in the world and she knew Lemon would be suspicious as to why she wanted to talk to Wade. She really wanted to set the record straight, and the longer she waited, the more she feared Wade wouldn't believe her. She scolded herself for not going over to Wade's the minute she had calmed down the night before. She had to talk to Lemon, so she took a deep breath and tried to get her attention.

"Lemon do you have a sec..."

"I'm busy Doctor Hart. Can't you see that?!" Lemon exclaimed, before heading towards the kitchen to fetch more plates of food. Zoe decided the only way to get lemon to talk was if the line of food heading out was minimal, so she grabbed two plates and yelled into the room.

"Who ordered two club sandwiches with curly fries?" Lemon turned almost dropping her plates. "What are you doing?" she hissed. "Over here," two gentlemen yelled from the corner.

"Helping you", she said with a smile as she passed Lemon and headed towards the corner table. Lemon sighed and shook her head.

After assisting Lemon for ten minutes and noticing many glares from the customers that she couldn't decipher, she finally managed to get Lemon's attention as she was about to head out to get more requests as she liked to say.

"Do you have a second now?"

Lemon sighed. "You have one minute! As you can see I have to do everythin' myself since Wade vanished an hour ago."

"So you don't know where he is? Have you tried calling him?"

"Yes of course I have. Do you think I'm stupid?" Zoe chose not to answer. "I assure you though, when I find him, I'm gonna ring his neck." She visualized her intentions.

"Yeah.. well.. I'll let you get back to work then and you're welcome." She motioned to leave.

"What?"

"I said you're welcome… for helping you out before."

"I wouldn't call getting two orders wrong and spillin' tea in the Reverend wife's lap helping. 'Sides I think you've done enough helping in your lifetime."

Zoe looked at her confused. "What the hell do you mean?" A hint of annoyance in her voice.

Lemon snorted. "You know what I mean."

"No, I really don't."

Lemon rolled her eyes. "George and Tansy had a big fight in the town square earlier today." Zoe's eyes widened. "Somethin' about a certain doctor in way too short shorts confessin' her love and breaking up yet another relationship because she thinks the world revolves around HER!" Lemon's voice grew louder and by now the whole bar was watching. Neither woman seemed to notice.

Zoe now realized what all the strange looks was about. "Wait, back up. What do you mean by breaking up?"

"I mean Tansy slapped George and headed out of town faster than you can ruin a town event."

Zoe ignored Lemon's jab at her. "Did Wade see it?" She asked nervously.

Lemon looked confused by the mention of Wade. "I don't know. I witnessed it from inside the Dixie Shop, but I am sure he heard about it."

Zoe suddenly felt a chill down her spine. "Oh my god, where is George now?"

"Oh no, Doctor Hart. You stay away from George Tucker. Haven't you done enough already?"

Zoe didn't pay attention "I need to go." She turned and headed for the exit.

"Go where?"

She turned her head back towards Lemon, but continued her path towards the exit. "To find George… and Wade. I think I know where he vanished to." She picked up her pace as she exited the bar.

"What.. Zoe?.. ZOE!" Lemon shouted, but Zoe was already long gone.

Zoe's mind was racing. Connecting the dots weren't hard, even for Zoe. Wade must have gone after George. There was no other explanation to why he'd left Lemon to fend for herself. She knew how it must have looked in his mind. Her confession to George, her words to him in the rain, and George and Tansy breaking up. George wasn't to blame, she was, but Wade didn't know that. She had to find Wade and stop him before he did something he'd regret. Now where would George go? Would he go drinking or would he go home to sulk in privacy? She stood in the town square pondering, when she saw Sheriff Bill sitting in his car.

"Sheriff Bill!" She shouted and ran towards him with a frantic look on her face.

"Hey Zoe. Where's the fire?" He stepped out of his car and smiled, knowing Zoe's tendency for drama.

"This isn't the time for jokes!" she scolded. "It is a matter of life and death."

"So there's a medical emergency somewhere?" His smile replaced with a concerned look.

"Very likely." Zoe walked right past Bill, headed towards the passenger side of the police car and climbed in.

"Very likely?" Bill raised an eyebrow as he climbed back into the car.

"Just drive.. please."

Bill decided not to argue. He knew better. "So where are we headed?"

"George's houseboat." Zoe stated and the sheriff gaped. When she didn't offer any more explanation he sped off, sirens blazing.

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