A year later and there was no sign of Lucas, he's made no contact with any of the group but that never stopped Farkle from calling every rehab centre in New York to see if he had checked in. At first, it was two times a week but slowly two times a week turned into once a week, which itself turned into once every few weeks. And every few weeks turned into once a month. There was nothing, and Farkle was worried like hell even though he won't admit that. In the past year, Josh moved back to Philadelphia and Farkle moved with him. He needed a new scenery and plus he said he would help out with the baby, who Joshua named Penelope Angela Hart and Farkle was not going to back out of that promise. In the year, his and Riley's relationship hit it's end it seemed.

It's been a week since Maya's death and since Lucas has gone 'missing' and Farkle has been saying he's been at work or somewhere in school but he was soon caught out in his lies when Topanga told him he was lying, that Lucas hasn't shown up since that day. And that was when Farkle had to come clean.

"Where is he Farkle?" Riley questioned as she looked at the brunette, a frown upon her lips as she worried about her other friend. "You don't think he still had feelings for her."

"NO! Riley he didn't still have feelings for her. He never did, nor did he for you. Accept that fact. I…" He took in a deep breath before letting it out. He had to come clean but he didn't want too. "I broke it off with him, and I guess he probably feels like he doesn't think he should be around you guys because I was your friend first." So okay he lied, he didn't want Riley to know the truth about what was going on with Lucas. He still cared about both of them deeply but he couldn't bear to break her heart over this. He thought; better to hate me then to hate Lucas. No one even knows if Lucas actually knows about Maya because any attempt at contact was ignored.

"You did what! Farkle what the hell is wrong with you! After what happened to Maya!" Riley yelled, hitting him.

He just sat there and took it, why not? He deserved it right. "I did it before she died. You think I would want to break his heart? No way, I love him." He scrunched his face because he knows what he just said and what he had told her not long ago. His face was scrunched up tightly as he was trying not to cry, he's already done too much of that already.

"You love him? What is going on Farkle? Where is Lucas and don't lie to me?"

"I'm not lying and I don't know where he is, if I did, we'd be together but…I dumped him. Riley I broke up with him. I. Broke. Up. With. Lucas. Friar." This was hard, saying those words. It just went and shattered his heart into more pieces, and it broke even more when he saw the look on his friends face. I love him but he left me. I love him but he picked a pill over everyone. I love him but…it's my fault. It needs to be my fault, not his. Not to her, it needs to be my doing to her. "Riley I'm sorry if this information hurt you. But it's the truth. Hate me all you want, but don't hate Lucas. I'm entirely at fault."

With that Farkle left, doing his best not to break down until he had gotten home. And after that he avoided Riley because he knew she wouldn't like him at all anymore and he really didn't want to have any more fights with her.

Josh was in his room, asleep and Farkle was in the living room watching TV but having not had much sleep lately, it caught up and he ended up falling asleep on the couch for the first time in a long time. Sleep over took him, but so did the nightmares.

It was very bright; he had to cover his eyes because otherwise he couldn't see a single thing. His eyes slowly adjust to the light and he removed his hand only to close them tightly. The sight in front of him, it was crushing him. There was a car, its side caved in. Glass was everywhere and the door seemed to be coming off its hinges. It only took him a few seconds to register whose car it was and he started to run towards the vehicle that lay ruined across the road. The run seemed to go on forever, like no matter how much he ran he was no closer the object but when he did reach it, the scene was much worse.

Inside the beat up car was a bloody Lucas, his head resting against the steering wheel as he was gasping for breath. In the seat next to the Texan was a blonde – her hair covered her face but it was clear who it was. It was Maya, blood throughout her hair and all over her seat as it looked like a piece of metal pierced her stomach. Then there came a voice, the voice was familiar "It's your fault Farkle. You broke this friendship. You broke everyone's heart. You don't care for anyone else but yourself. Just another snobby rich kid. A fucking loser nerd with no friends." He knew who the voice belonged to, and he can't bring himself to argue with her. Because what she is saying is the truth. The scene had changed from the crash to Riley's bay window where he could see the person behind the voice. As each word she spoke, she got closer to him making him shrink in fear. "Who would want to love you? You're pathetic! Can't find love with a girl and when you find it with someone you let them GO! How stupid do you have to be to fuck this much up? YOU ARE A NOTHING! That is all you'll ever be! NOTHING! FARKLE THE NOTHING! No way could you ever take over the world, if you did it would crumble under its pathetic leader."

He doesn't know where she had gotten it but the next thing she knew, the brunette had a gun in her hand and was facing it towards him. His blues eyes looking right down the barrel of the gun. He gulped a bit his eyes could see her finger pulling the trigger and now he was just waiting for the impact. One…two…

There was a crying that woke him up from his sleep, he pushed himself off of the couch and walked his way over to where Penelope laid in her crib. He picked her up and started to lightly sing her a lullaby. A few seconds later he saw Josh in the doorway.

"You go back to bed Josh. I've got her, you need some sleep." Sure so did he but he couldn't go back to sleep right now. Not after that nightmare. "I'll take her for a walk because it's light enough outside, I'll have her back before Riley comes to visit."

Josh gave a nod of his head before going back to bed, Farkle put Penelope down only so he could put on a jacket and grab a few things he would need for the walk. He walked to the park, pushing her in the pram as he let the warmish air press past his face. Sitting at a bench, Farkle pulled the stroller closer to him. A little smile spreading across his lips when he saw the one that spread across hers at the sight of her favourite toy wiggling above her. She reached her little hands up to it and the brunette let her take it. It was quiet enough outside that he could hear someone walking towards him; it was still early in the morning, so he went and grabbed a tight grip upon the stroller. The walking stopped but Farkle didn't let his grip go at least, not until he heard the other speak.

"She does look a bit like Maya."

Farkle just froze where he was, his eyes fixated on the young child in front of him.