Author's Note: So, I know it's been a while. I've been going through a lot personally, and when I got the chance to write, I tended to focus more on my Revenge stories then my Hart Of Dixie stories. I don't know why. Writers block I guess. Anyway, I hope you like this chapter.

To Those Who Reviewed:

Guest from Oct 30,

Here is the continuation. I am glad.

Thank you for reviewing.

Guest from Sep 10,

I am glad. I just did, obviously.

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Nicole,

Thank is good to know. I am always worried about offending people.

No problem. I love detailed reviews, and I try to give back what the person put in.

I've done that. Sometimes, time passes, and you cannot even remember what the story is about. I get it. I appreciate that you cared enough to re-read it.

Thank you.

Well, Zoe can e a little selfish. Actually, everyone can. Though, considering she does not know how he feels about her, so it's not like she is saying he has to be into her even though she is with someone else. Maybe. The mind has so many levels, but I think Zoe was quite oblivious to Wade's feelings for her for a long time. Much longer in my story than the show, but still. I like that you put that much thought into it though.

I have always felt as though George somewhat defines himself by who he is with. It makes sense, because he was in a relationship for the majority of his life. I do think he is better with someone than by himself, but maybe that's just me.

Personally, that is actually one of the things I love most about Wade, probably because I can relate to it so well. I have serious self-esteem issues, so I've always felt a kinship with Wade. It is hard though, when you know somebody is worth more, but they just cannot see it. It's a pretty big staple of who he is, and considering how he grew up, it makes sense.

Yeah, I was worried some people might find that weird, since Tansy dated George, but in this world they were never together. I wouldn't say that Wade is necessarily better than George. I think the point is that they are both great guys with a lot to offer. Neither should feel inferior to the other.

That's a pretty fair assessment. There's actually not much left. After this chapter, probably just one or two. I'll be really sad to see this story go. It was my first Hart of Dixie story. It's my baby.

Something I never liked about the show, is Zoe never got to see what it was like to be with George (and neither did the audience). I feel like she should have gotten to be in a relationship with both guys before settling on one for good, as it looks like she is doing now with Wade. My story allows her to experience both before making her decision, which I think is good. (If the writers are reading this, please know that I mean no disrespect).

Well, here is the update that you can't wait for. I hope you like the fallout.

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Kwack,

Well, here you go.

That is very sweet.

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Chapter Twenty-Six

Slowly, Zoe gets out of bed, trying to get her bearings. Had that all really just happened? Had she really gotten into an accident? Had she really been walking around for over a month with no clue who she was? Had she really started a fire in Lavon's kitchen? Had Lemon's mother really died? It was all so much. She had already processed all this information of course. She had been there when it had all happened. Things were different now though. She was herself again, all her memories, the memories that made her who she was, intact. She felt like she needed to process it all again. There was so much, and on reflection, she saw that most of it wasn't good. At least she had made up with Wade. More than made up with. Slept with. Had that really happened? Had she really slept with Wade Kinsella? Had he really told her he loved her. A small part of her expected to be in a hospital, to have a doctor come in to tell her that yes, she had been in an accident, and she had been a coma, and George would come in, and she would tell him about this crazy dream where she had amnesia, and he would laugh that laugh of his, and all would be right with the world. But she wasn't in a hospital bed. And it hadn't been a dream. Coffee. She needed coffee. Cappuccino. Something to make her synapses start firing. She needed to think this thing to death. It was what she did.

Before she so much as made it to her closet, she heard a desperate banging on her door, "Zoe!" Rose. That's right. Rose was with Fredrick Dean now. It was like stepping into a time machine.

"Rose. Hi." Zoe said, opening the door.

Rose blew past her, "I have a huge problem. Major. You have no idea-"

"Rose, slow down."

"I can't-"

"I need you to, for both of our sakes. Now just, take a seat on my bed," Rose plopped down, "Now take a deep breath, in," she demonstrated, and Rose followed, "and out." Again, she demonstrated, and Rose followed. "Good, now, start at the beginning."

Rose nodded, "Okay, well, it all started a few months ago. See, I, applied for this internship-"

"The one at The New Yorker?" Zoe interrupted.

"Yeah, and then yesterday I … wait, how did you know that?"

"Because I helped you apply."

"I remember, but … how do you?" Zoe just smiled awkwardly, "OH MY GOD! Does this mean what I think it does?"

"What happened to OMG? I thought you were the OMG girl?" Zoe asked with a laugh.

"This is way beyond OMG." Rose said, standing up, "This is, this is, I mean, is it, do you?"

"You're going to have to be more specific."

"Do you … remember?"

"Yes. I remember."

"Like everything?" Zoe nodded her head in confirmation. Rose shrieked and jumped on Zoe, knocking her back on the bed. Zoe just laughed again, "This is incredible, this is, I mean, wow, just, just wow."

"Yeah. I kind of feel pretty wowed myself. I can't believe I was walking around with an empty head, doing things I would never do. I mean, I thought I was from Alabama for a minute. Don't get me wrong, I love it here, but a Zoe Hart who doesn't like Gucci purses and pinot noir is not a Zoe I'd like to be. The idea that I could forget who I am, who you are, who Lemon is, it just seems so … bizarre."

"Do you … do you remember everything that's happened since?"

Zoe nodded, "Yes. Like I remember that you're with Fredrick Dean now, which is pretty bizarre after all these years-"

"Let's not talk about me. Not yet. I have stuff, and I need advice, so when we get to me, we'll be on me for a while, and there's a lot of you to cover." Zoe nodded, "So, how did it happen? And why? Why now? What brought them back?"

"Well, they were probably always going to come back. They weren't gone for good. The doctor never thought it was a permanent condition, and I know better than anybody how smart doctors are." Rose laughed, "I think Wade taking me to Harley's grave is what did it. I don't know why exactly. I didn't do great on my psych rotation, but if I had to guess, I'd say maybe it was the stuff Wade said about why he brought me there, how so much began with Harley, and the last time I needed to find myself, he was the one who helped me. I don't know exactly. Maybe I'll never know, but something clicked in my brain yesterday because the second I fell asleep, I was hit with a rush of memories. It was just like you said, like I was living my life over again. And then I woke up, and I was me again."

"Do you remember, ya know, the accident?" Rose asked, her voice dropping to a whisper.

Zoe nodded, "I think that was what woke me. It was scary. I was on my phone, and I was driving-"

"You're never supposed to do that!"

"Well then, let this be a lesson. Learn from my mistakes. Unless you want to forget who Fredrick Dean is." Rose was quiet, "Speaking of, you had something urgent to talk about, and if I know you, it involves your boyfriend. Why don't you tell me about it?"

"Are you sure? Because if you need-"

"Honestly, I could use the distraction. And judging by how you were when you came in here, you're ready to burst. So, spill."

Rose took a deep breath, "Well, like I said, it started with the internship. Yesterday, I got word. I got it."

"Oh my god. Rose, that's amazing. Congratulations." Zoe said, grabbing her friend and hugging her.

"Thanks. And yeah, it is. Fredrick Dean didn't think so though. Not even a little."

"You're kidding?"

"He's upset that I'm goin' off to New York."

"Oh."

"Yeah. And the thing is, I'm kinda pissed at him, because he can't expect me to put my life on hold for him, and he should be happy for me, not thinkin' just about himself. Did he expect me to just pass on an opportunity like this? He's being so selfish, and I just can't believe it. I'm beyond pissed; I'm like, super-pissed. I mean, how dare he? I am so annoyed at him right now, and so angry with him, and so disappointed in him for reacting this way. I have half a mind to just go without giving him a second thought."

"But…"

Rose collapsed back on the bed, "But, we just got together, and I really like him. I'd really miss him."

"Rose, you and Fredrick Dean may have just gotten together, but you've known each other a long time. Tons of people have attempted long distance with a weaker foundation than that. And maybe it won't work, but who knows, maybe it will. I'm not saying choose the job over the guy, or the guy over the job. It doesn't have to be either or. If moving to Bluebell, finding out about Harley, getting together with George, even losing and regaining my memories, if all those experiences have taught me anything, it's that, as unscientific as it is, there I such a thing as fate. Things happen for a reason. People find a way to some how end up exactly where they are supposed to be, with exactly who they are supposed to be with. You have a choice to make, and it's a hard one, but you're a smart girl. I have know doubt you will make the right one. I can't tell you what it is. Only you can do that. I know you'll figure it out."

Rose smiled over at her friend, "I've missed you."

"You okay?" Lemon asked. She was sitting between Magnolia and George on the plane ride back home. Magnolia was asleep, so it was just her and George, left to pass the time.

"Why?"

"You just seem a little … pensive. And I think I can guess why."

"Really?"

"Sure. You're worried about what'll happen when we get home. And you're worried about what might have happened while you were away. You're worried about you and Zoe."

George nodded, "It's all so familiar, ya know? I'm in New York, the girl I love is back in Bluebell with another guy there to keep her company." Lemon looked down, "I'm not tryin' to make you feel bad. I mean, that, it was all a long time ago. I just … I don't know. I think Zoe and I are gonna probably have a conversation when I get back and I … I honestly don't know how it's gonna go. I'm not even sure if I know how I want it to go."

"What do you mean?"

George just shook his head.

Rose and Zoe made their way to the main house. Zoe had promised Rose that she could announce the big news. Of course, it would just be to Lily and Lavon. George, Lemon and Magnolia were still in New York. Fredrick Dean was still avoiding Rose. Plus, he didn't live there. And Wade had told Zoe yesterday that he had to drive out and pick up a big shipment and would be gone most of the day. Still, it was a big deal, and Rose was excited. This trumped her news by a long shot, but she did not mind sharing the spotlight. She was just thrilled to have her friend back.

"Good morning Rose." Lavon said as she bounded in, "Will you be joining us for breakfast? We have pancakes."

Rose nodded, "Oh, I wouldn't miss this breakfast. This is the breakfast we've been waitin' months for."

"I don't know if it's all that. I added blueberries, but-"

"That's not what I'm talkin' about!" Rose said, impatiently, "I'm talkin' about Zoe. Our Zoe. All of her, not missin' anything." Lavon just stared at her, "Do I have to spell it out for you. She got her memory back!"

Lavon's plate fell to the floor.

"What was that?" Zoe asked. Rose had wanted her to wait outside until she broke the news, but Zoe had heard a crash, and curiosity/concern got the best of her. The second she stepped over the threshold, Lavon came up and hugged her, "I'm guessing you told him?" Zoe asked, laughing a little.

"Duh."

After a minute, Lavon took a step back. He looked Zoe over, taking her in, "I've missed you Z."

"Well, I mean, I was here."

"I know. It just … it wasn't the same." Zoe nodded, understanding, "Mrs. Hayes has missed you too. She'll be thrilled when they get back." Zoe sighed. "Not lookin' forward to the reunion?" Lavon asked, misinterpreting her sigh.

"Not with Lemon. With George. We have a lot to talk about, and it's going to be, well, complicated."

"Is it about Wade?"

"Lavon, I love you, but I think I really need to talk to George first. "

"So, you're not goin' to be buggin' me for advice."

"I don't worry, I'm sure you'll have plenty of opportunities to put your girlfriend hat back on. This one though, this one I have to handle on my own."

"Hello." Wade said. He had been driving for a while, and his phone kept ringing. He knew he needed to get it, as somebody clearly wanted to get a hold of him, but there were not a lot of places to pull over.

"Wade Kinsella, what is wrong with you? I must've called you six times in the past hour."

"Sorry Lemon. I wasn't in a place to be gettin' the phone. What's up?"

"Well, I thought you'd wanna know, Lavon called me." Lemon took a deep breath.

"Well, he's you're husband. I assumed you two would talk while you're away."

"Actually, we landed a minute ago. I got a message from Lavon to call him ASAP, so I did, and- "

"Lemon, are you comin' up on a point, or-"

"Zoe's got her memories back."

Wade's breath caught, "What?"

"He called to tell me. Apparently, she woke up, and her head was full again. I don't know all the details yet but, the important thing is, she's Zoe again."

Wade didn't know what to say. He didn't know how to respond. He knew he should be happy. He was. It was just …

"How's, um how's George takin' the news? Bet he's excited." Excited to have his fiancé back. Because that was what was going to happen, wasn't it? Now that Zoe was back, that was what was going to happen.

"Well, let's just say he's in a rush to get back to Bluebell." They were going to get married, just like they were supposed to. It was what he wanted. He knew this was coming, or might be coming. He knew it could never be real with Zoe, because she wasn't really Zoe, not completely. The world was righting itself now, and this bizarre world he had been living in where Zoe wanted him, it was going to be over. Which was better. If he couldn't have all of her, he didn't want any of her. Except he did. Lemon was still talking, but Wade knew he couldn't stay on the line much longer. He could barely breathe. He felt like his collar was choking him, "We're waitin' on a cab-"

"That's great Lemon. Look, I gotta go, so-"

"I just thought you should know. Heads up, ya know. About what you might be comin' home to. And Wade? This is a good thing."

" 'Course it is. Who said it wasn't? Bye Lemon."

Wade snapped his phone shut and tried to get a hold of himself. Of course it was a good thing. It would be wrong for him to want Zoe just to keep living in a world she didn't remember. She deserved more than that. She deserved everything. She deserved the perfect wedding to the perfect guy, and the perfect family in, well, wherever her and George were moving too. And Wade would be the friend this time. He had too. He didn't want to lose her again. Being her friend is better than nothing.

"It's so good to be home." Lemon said as she came through the door. Lily ran out to hug her, and she held her littlest sister, "Hey sweetie. Missed me I take it?"

Lily laughed, "Well, there was nothing good on TV."

"Still, you probably had quite the show." Magnolia said, "I heard Dr. Hart got her memories back."

Lily nodded, "It was nice, her rememberin' everyone."

Lemon smiled, "You like it here, don't you?"

Lily smiled, "It reminds me of home, how everyone is like family."

Lemon nodded, "Magnolia, could I speak to you for a minute? I'd like to know how you'd feel about something."

Magnolia nodded. Lemon gave Lily another hug and pulled Magnolia off into another room, "Magnolia, sweetie, I know Lily isn't exactly your favorite person. And I know sometimes you feel a little neglected by, but-"

"It's okay. I get it. She needs a family, and you have one. It wouldn't be right to just, I don't know, throw her out on the street."

"Really? You wouldn't mind if-?"

"Hey, she's my sister too, right. Besides, if your fussin' over her, maybe you'll let me be."

"Sweetie, I will always have time for you. You have to know that."

Magnolia nodded and the two of them made their way back into the living room. Lavon was there now, talking to Lily. He turned and smiled at his wife, "Welcome home."

Lemon smiled at him, "Perfect timing." Then she turned to Lily, "Sweetheart, Lavon and I, we have something we want to talk to you about."

George knew he should be heading over to Lavon's. He knew he should be anxious to see Zoe. And he was, but he also wasn't. It was easy to tell himself he was tired from the trip, and that she'd have enough people to deal with, and that Lemon was probably suffocating him right now. It was easy to say all that, and it was true. But it wasn't the real reason. He knew it. Lemon knew it. Zoe probably knew it too.

He settled into bed, and thought back to everything they had been through. He remembered meeting her, trying not to fall for her, and being unable to help it. He remembered turning to her when he needed a friend, telling himself it had nothing to do with how much he liked being around her. He remembered how she was there for him when his dad was in the hospital, and how she had helped him through Lemon's betrayal. Every moment was so precious. And now, she remembered them all too. That should fix everything. It really should. But George knew that it wasn't that simple.

"Zoe!" Lemon screeched. It was late. Really late. It was almost midnight in fact. Zoe was in bed, probably completely zonked out, but Lemon didn't care. She had missed her friend too much.

She jumped into the bed, and forced a semi-conscious Zoe into a hug.

"Need oxygen." Zoe gasped.

"You finally get your memories back, and that's the first thing you said to me?" Lemon joked as she let go of Zoe.

"Well, I would have said 'hi', or 'Wuz up,' or something when you got back, but that was, what, four hours ago?"

"I had something to take care of." Zoe looked at her, expectantly, "Lavon and I are going to adopt Lily."

This time, Zoe hugged Lemon, "That's amazing. I'm so happy for you."

"Well, she's my sister, and I lover 'er. She needs a place to stay and people to look after her. Besides, it doesn't look like god wants me to have my own baby, so …" she didn't realize what she said until the words were out of her mouth, but as awkward as it was, she didn't regret them.

"Oh, Lemon."

"I've wanted to talk to you about this for so long. I just … I didn't know how, what with you bein', well…"

"Well, I'm here now. Talk to me. As a doctor. As a friend. Whatever you need. I'm here."

Wade considered going to see Zoe when he got in. He wanted to. He was happy for her. But he was scared. He wasn't ready. Not yet. Tomorrow. He would see her tomorrow. Tonight, he would stay at the bar, do some late night paperwork, get an early start on stuff for tomorrow.

"What are you doin' here?" Wade looked up. Rose. Of course.

"What'cha doin' here kid?" he asked.

"You're not going to bug me into leaving you alone. Zoe has her memory back. Why aren't you over there."

"Think you just answered your own question. By the way, how did you get in here?"

"You left the door unlocked, genius. And don't be an idiot."

"I'm getting' mixed signals here. Am I a genius, or an idiot?"

"An idiot. You should be over with Zoe right now."

"Look, I know you've been enjoyin' this little matchmaker role of yours, but-"

"This isn't about that. You and Zoe. George and Zoe. Right now, it doesn't matter. You're here friend. You should be there."

Wade nodded, "It's pretty late, Rose. She's probably already asleep."

Rose shook her head, "And tomorrow, she'll be surrounded by people, and you won't want to overwhelm her, and the day after, you'll come up with another stupid excuse."

"It's not stupid. It's nearly midnight."

"Well, then you shoulda come by earlier."

"Maybe I should've, but it's too late to do anything about that. I'll stop by tomorrow, tell her I'm happy for her, all that friend stuff."

"Friend? You guys ain't just friends anymore. You must know that."

"Rose, the clocks have reset, okay. Whatever was there … Zoe remembers that she's with George, that she loves him, that they're engaged. She's not goin' to throw that all away on a couple days with me."

"How do you know? Wade, you can't give up."

"I didn't, okay. I took a shot with her and … if it was enough, she'll still want to be with me."

"But you've already decided that she won't pick you!" Rose said, stomping her foot childishly.

"I haven't decided that."

"Sure sounds like it. Wade, you can't win if you don't try. Count yourself out and of course you're gonna lose."

"I just want her to be happy, with me, with out me, that's all I want."

"Well, that's sweet, but I don't believe you. I mean, I'm sure you want her to be happy, but it's about more than that. We both know that. You deserve a chance Wade. Don't give up just 'cause her memories are back. She might still want you."

"I know that."

"But you need to believe it. You need to believe that she might still pick you." Wade sighed. Rose was right. He knew she was. It was just easier not to get his hopes up. "I'm gonna go now. Just, think about what I said, okay?"

The next morning, Zoe was up around 5:00. It wasn't that she did not want to sleep in, but she just felt like she had so much time to make up for. She had missed so much. Lemon had been dealing with fertility issues and trying to adopt her sister, not to mention suing her other sister's teacher for sexual harassment, and Zoe had no idea. She knew Lemon did not blame her, but she felt like such a bad friend. It was strange. Now that she remembered how much she used to hate Lemon, she knew it was weird how close they had become. However, strange or not, Lemon was one of her best friends. Rose was too, and she had a lot of her plate. And Zoe had so much time in the office to make up for. It was strange to think she had gone so long without practicing medicine. Brick knew she and George had planned to move away, and that she would be alternating with him, working at The Practice summers and when he got desperate (which he said would not happen, but she knew better). Because of that, he was somewhat prepared for her to leave, but still.

It felt like a lifetime ago she was getting a job squared away in Mobile. She would have to call and see if the situation had changed, and if they knew what happened to her. So, she made that call. And, of course, she called Brick. He was happy to hear she was better, and they caught up. She realized how out of the loop he was about his daughter's lives; she would have to talk to Lemon about that. As awkward as it was, she needed to tell her father what was going on. It had been hard to tell him about Lily, but she had done it. Now, he needed to know about Alice's passing, Lemon taking Lily in, and of course, the mess with Magnolia.

She left a message for Earl to thank him for helping her get through Wade's accident. She called her mom, who was thrilled to hear she had her baby back. They actually had a nice talk. It was long, of course, but there are worse things. She called her dad too. He had not been to see her when she was in the hospital, which hurt, but she knew he loved her, even if he wasn't good at showing it. She left a message for him, filling him in on her accident and her recovery.

She considered calling Wade and George, and she needed to talk with both of them, but those were really in-person conversations. They both knew she had her memory back, so they would come by, and she would talk to them.

She spent a couple hours packing up her stuff; now that she was back to normal, she probably wouldn't be staying in the carriage house much longer. Of course, Lemon was sleeping in her bed, so she had to be quiet, which made the whole thing take longer.

After she finished up with the packing, she took a nice, hot shower. Lemon was gone by the time she got out, so she got dressed, and headed to the main house for breakfast.

"So, how'd you sleep?" Lemon asked.

Zoe smiled, "Well enough, all though, I kept dreaming about a horse neighing loudly in my ear. Wonder what that's about." She teased.

Lemon rolled her eyes, but she smiled and handed Zoe a plate of French toast. "So, you shootin' one of 'em in the foot today?"

"Lemon!" Zoe gasped.

"What. There's no sugarcoating it. Somebody get's hurt here; no way around that. Question is, you bitin' the bullet now, or are you goin' to avoid them both?"

Zoe shook her head, "As tempting as avoidance sounds, I need to get this done. They deserve to know."

"So, who are you goin' to talk to first?"

"Whoever I see first." Zoe said with a shrug.

Right on cue, a car pulled up outside. Lemon and Zoe rushed to the window, but it wasn't really necessary. The sound they heard was not Wade's rusty truck, but George's sleek car. Well, actually, it was George and Zoe's, as she now remembered.

"Guess that's your answer."

Zoe nodded. She took a deep breath and headed out the door. George was already out of the car. He was smiling at her, and she smiled back.

"Hey." She said, not sure how else to start.

"Hey," he said, sounding and looking as awkward as she felt, "I heard the good news. Congratulations."

"Thank you."

"So, how's it feel?" he asked. He was stalling. George wasn't stupid. He knew this talk was coming. He wanted to keep pretending for a little longer. A part of her did too, but she knew it wasn't right, even if it was easier.

"Um, weird, I guess. Listen, George, we have to talk."

George sighed, "Yeah, I sort of figured."

Zoe bit her lip, trying to figure out where to start, "I have all my memories back, everything that happened between us, getting engaged," he smiled, remembering too, "But, but I also have all these new memories now too, and, I just, I don't think I'm the same person anymore. I've changed." George nodded somberly, "I can't marry you George. I am so, so sorry. You have no idea how-"

George put up his hand, stopping her, "Zoe, it's okay. I get it. I mean, it's not like I didn't see this coming. I knew it was a possibility after …" he looked down, trailing off. Zoe felt her heart clench.

"I need you to know that I really did love you and, and a part of me always will." Zoe could hear herself getting choked up. She knew tears were forming in her eyes, and she didn't fight them, "You were the first guy I ever truly fell in love with, the first guy to make me feel truly loved. I will never forget that, and I will always be grateful to you for every moment we shared. I'm just … I'm not that girl anymore."

George nodded, "I get it. Maybe it's for the best."

Zoe looked at him, surprised, "What do you mean?"

"Zoe, I was with Lemon Breeland for fifteen years, and when that ended, I jumped right into a relationship with you. Which I don't regret, because I do love you, but, something I realized when I was in New York was that I've never really been by myself. I don't think I'd know how. And I think maybe I should try and figure that out, be on my own for a while, no relationships or women, just me, figurin' stuff out."

Zoe nodded. She stared at George for a minute, not quite believing that this chapter of her life was over, "But, hey, we're still friends, right?"

George nodded, "Of course. Come 'ere." He enveloped her in a huge bear hug.

Wade decided not to drive back to the plantation. It was not a far walk from The Rammer Jammer, and he knew if he came home in his truck, Zoe would hear it and come out to greet him. He wasn't ready for that just yet. He wanted to be, but he just wasn't. When he woke up in his office, he had forgotten for a second why he was there. He had almost called Zoe, then stopped. Every time he thought of seeing her, his heart started beating uncontrollably. How would she feel about him? Would what they share mean anything? We she want to be just friends? Would she still hate him for what he had said to her before? Would she accuse him of taking advantage of her when she didn't have her memories? Would she say that being around him was too hard now that she knew how he felt, when she was in love with Tucker? Would she ask him to keep their time together quiet so she could get her happily-ever-after? Would she kiss him, and tell him that she couldn't believe she had missed him when he was right in front of her all this time? He had no clue what to expect. There were so many possibilities, and while some of them seemed unlikely, Wade just didn't know what to think anymore. He tried to remember what Rose had said to him. He thought about how Zoe had looked at him the night they made love. What if she never looked at him like that again?

Slowly, Wade made his way up the walk, bracing himself. He saw George's car parked out front. And then he saw George, with Zoe in his arms. It looked like he had his answer.

Author's Note: Please do not be angry with me. It will get better.

So, mostly, this was Zoe reconnecting with people. Lemon finally got to talk to somebody about her fertility fears, and Rose got her friend back. And, of course, George and Wade were both playing chicken on seeing Zoe. Anyone surprised that she made up her mind so quickly? I hope you don't think it was too quick. I just feel like, after everything that's happened, she really has all the information and experience she needs to make a decision. It wouldn't make sense to drag it out much longer. Of course, it's not all Happy-Crowny-Ville now that she has her memories back. (Yes, I watch Fairly Odd Parents).

I hope it was clear that Zoe really did love George. She was not just saying that to make him feel better. She meant it, and it is hard for her to say goodbye to him, but, like she said, she has changed.

I'm pretty sure I know what happens next, but if anyone has any subplots that they specifically want wrapped up, or have a comment on, please let me know.

There are only going to be a couple more chapters, and one of them is an epilogue, so if you don't count those, there is only one more. I am so sad to be saying goodbye to this story, but all good things must come to an end. I'll just have to make sure to make the most of these next few chapters.

I hope you liked this chapter, and I look forward to reading your thoughts on it.

Oh, I almost forgot. Last time, I posted a website, but it didn't show up, so I am going to try again.

zen134237 dot zen dot co dot uk