Jeff sat there stock still as Annie finished her story, trying to come to terms with what he had just heard. It was bad enough hearing it from Professor Cornwallis. But hearing Annie go into vivid detail on what had transpired was beyond repulsive. He really thought he was going to throw up during her description of the actual event.

He sighed deeply before asking her, "So what did you do with the tape?"

Annie opened her backpack and pulled out the squirrel pin camera. "I've kept it with me until I'm ready to use it."

As she said that Jeff realized there was something about her story that didn't make sense. "Wait a minute? You said you did all this so you could expose Cornwallis and get him fired, right?"

"Right."

"Then why is he still here? He should have been fired and arrested after you told the dean what happened." He looked at her sternly as a look of guilt took hold of her. "You haven't told the dean any of this yet, haven't you?"

Annie cast her eyes downward as Jeff continued to give her a disapproving look. She knew how this was going to come across. But she was doing what was best for everyone, even if it wasn't the most moral option available. "I'm going to tell the dean about Cornwallis. But I'm waiting until after the semester is over. If I turn him in now it could be like Biology all over again, where we all get an incomplete and have to retake History next semester. But if I wait until after the class is over everyone passes."

"And what makes you think we can just sit in front of him after what he did?"

"Jeff, besides you no one else seemed to care that he touched my feet." As she actually said it out loud, Annie realized it had hurt her that the group had been so blasé when she told then about what Cornwallis did to her (even if Jeff was the only one of them who knew the real version of what happened). She ignored her thoughts as she continued to argue about her decision with Jeff. "So I think they'll be fine with continuing to take his class. And if he is fired and we get incompletes you'll have to take the class again and won't graduate this semester. It's better if we just wait until after it's over and then turn him in."

"Well I'm not waiting," Jeff said. Before she could react he reached over and snatched the pin from her hand.

"Jeff, what are you doing?"

"What you should have already done. I'm going to the dean and telling him about Cornwallis."

"Jeff, no!" Annie yelled. She scrambled from her chair as she tried to get the pin back, but Jeff stood up and held it high above his head while stepping back so she couldn't even reach it if she stood on her chair. Unless she was willing to physically hurt him enough for him to drop the camera (which might be possible if she went for his legs or groin), she wasn't able to get it from him by force. "Jeff please don't do this. Just wait until-."

"Annie, you said you did all this to keep other women at this school from being used by that creep. Well every day you wait to turn him in it puts someone at risk of being violated by him. This can't wait, even if it leads to us having to retake the class."

"But what about everything you've done to graduate early? If we just wait we can expose him and you don't have to be here next semester."

"Are you even listening to me? The longer we wait the greater the chance is he'll abuse someone else. This can't wait!"

"Jeff-"

"No Annie. I'm making sure he's out of here right now." He unlocked the door, but turned back towards Annie before opening it. "Maybe the reason you want to wait to get rid of him isn't for my sake, but for yours. Maybe the thought of putting your academic future at risk is more important than taking down the pervert who violated you." With that he opened the door and stormed out of the supply closet. As Annie stood there she shook from his words, wondering if maybe there was indeed a bit of truth to what he had just said.

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"We know a cat who can really do the cool jerk. Well now, this dean be talking about, I wonder who could it be. Cause I know I'm the heaviest cat, the heaviest cat you ever did see."

Dean Pelton quickly stopped singing as Jeff walked into his office. "Jeffrey. I was just…what can I do for you?"

"Professor Cornwallis has been forcing women at this school to do sexual favors in exchange for grades."

"What? Jeffrey, that's a very serious accusation. And without proof or someone else's testimony I'm afraid-"

"I have evidence right here," Jeff said as he showed the dean the camera. "There's a camera in this pin that Annie used to recorded herself when he gave her that foot rub and-" He abruptly stopped as a sudden thought came to him. "Wait a minute. Why didn't you react before?"

"Um…react to what Jeffrey?" Dean Pelton stammered as his eyes darted from the pin to Jeff.

"Before, when you had us use those puppets and we revealed our confessions. You heard that a teacher had taken advantage of a student, from that student herself, and you didn't bat an eye. The same man who specifically warned us first when the school was on fire didn't seem outraged that Annie had been violated by a teacher." Jeff felt himself grow anger as the pieces started falling into place. "You already knew, didn't you? You knew Annie had been touched by that creep."

"Jeffrey, no. I had no idea anything had happened between Annie and Professor Cornwallis before today."

"But you knew he had been doing this to other women, didn't you? That's why you didn't react when you heard what happened to Annie. That's why you didn't immediately fire him."

Dean Pelton got up and went around his desk as he tried to explain himself. "Jeffrey, you know I love this school. But everyone knows Greendale doesn't exactly attract the brightest teachers. I mean, we continually rank in the lower 20% of best teachers in the country. Having someone of Professor Cornwallis's stature on our faculty really gives our image a boost."

"And what do you think it'll do to this school's reputation when it's discovered that you sat back and let him violate students? Then, rather than keep an eye on a man who lost his last job because he fooled around with a student, you encouraged his behavior by doing nothing. Because trust me, unless he's gone immediately I will make sure you're involvement is made public."

Dean Pelton's eyes widened in fear before he let out a nervous laugh. "Well, what makes you think your word will be taken over mine?"

"Dean, it's me. Even if it was a lie I would convince people it was the truth." Jeff knew he was overestimating his silver tongue, but he was sure the dean wouldn't call his bluff.

His guess was correct as the dean sigh deeply in defeat. "All right Jeffrey. What exactly is your plan?"

"You're going to fire Professor Cornwallis immediately for what he's done to the women at this school. In exchange for him leaving quietly and immediately you won't go public with what he's done." Jeff hated to see the bastard get off Scott free, but he figured it would lesson Annie's involvement in the matter. And once this was over he might be able to get people to come forward and expose him. But right now Jeff's concern was getting the deviant out of Greendale.

"All right, Jeffrey," Craig quietly said. "And what should I say to people when they ask why I suddenly fired Cornwallis?"

"Make something up. He resigned, he took up another position, something. Though if the other women he's violated have told anyone, people will probably guess why he's gone. As for the study group, when you tell them say you fired him after hearing Annie's foot rub confession. I want her involvement in all of this kept quiet. Understand?"

"Yes, I understand. Um, Jeffrey. Not that I'm not thrilled at the thought of seeing you for another semester. But if Cornwallis leaves right now and we can't find a replacement, everyone in his class will get an incomplete and will have to retake History. That means you won't be able to graduate this semester."

"I know," Jeff said simply. "But it's worth it."

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"So as you might have already heard, yesterday Professor Cornwallis resigned from Greendale, and we have unfortunately been unsuccessful in finding a late-term replacement, which sadly means you're grade in History will be an incomplete and you will have to retake the class next semester," Dean Pelton said while grasping onto Jeff's shoulder.

"Does Professor Cornwallis's leaving have anything to do with what happened between him and Annie?" Abed asked the dean.

"As of now I'm not at liberty to discuss specifics Abed. Now if you'll excuse me, I have to write an ad for yet another professor to fill a vacant teaching spot," Craig huffed in annoyance before leaving the study room.

As he left Jeff watched the rest of the group as everyone reacted to what they had just heard. Jeff had been concerned that they might be resentful of Annie for her involvement in the matter (even if they didn't know the exact details). But in the twenty four hours since they heard about Cornwallis touching her feet, they had become more concerned and disgusted than they initially reacted. Britta offered to talk to her about it, while Pierce of all people said she was worth too much to sell her body and that he would have bribed Cornwallis if she needed help with her grades.

Annie smiled at what she was hearing. While she had lied to protect Jeff and keep her taped encounter a secret, it hadn't sat well with her that no one seemed to react to her allowing a teacher to touch her for a grade. Knowing they had been concerned for her well-being meant a lot for her.

Once the study session was over everyone packed up and left the room. As Annie finished putting her stuff in her backpack she saw that Jeff was hanging back. "Jeff, wait. I'm sorry you're not able to graduate this semester."

"Yeah, it would have been nice to finally get out of here. But I'll stay one more semester if it means he's gone."

Annie smiled sadly before her face became calm and pensive. "I thought about what you said yesterday. About waiting to turn him in so it wouldn't affect my academic success."

"Annie look, I was mad and just said that to-."

"You might have had a point. If he left before we finished the class I'd have to take again next year in addition to my other classes. And while I love learning, it would have made it harder to give everything my full attention with the extra workload. So maybe I was putting myself before others with all of this."

"Annie no," Jeff said as he shook his head. "The only reason you let that creep touch you was to expose what he was doing and to help me. That's not putting yourself before others."

"Then why did I wait to turn him in? If not for you he would still be here."

"Because you were still looking out for all of us. You wanted to make sure the group got through History without having to retake it." He moved to sit in the empty chair next to her as he continued. "Though this whole thing started because you put others before yourself. You should never have had to let him touch you for any reason."

"I did it to help people," she said softly. "I knew I might not be able to convince people without proof, so I got it. I hated it and felt ashamed afterwards. And this is coming from someone who once lived above a sex shop. But in the end what I did helped other women at this school."

"I know you did it for the greater good, but shouldn't have to be a martyr to help others. You're self-worth is too valuable to offer it up like that." Jeff paused as he became unexpectedly emotional at what he was saying. "I know I don't always treat you with the respect you deserve, but I really do think very highly of you. You valued yourself so much that you were willing to lose everything to get the help you needed when you spiraled out of control. To me, only someone with real character could do that. You're an inspiration."

Annie tried to hold back her tears as she listened to what Jeff was saying. He smiled back at her before resigning himself to ask her something else. "There is one thing I'm confused about. Back when we told each other our confessions. Why did you lie about what happened?"

"Originally that's what I practiced saying if anyone found out it had happened. I didn't want you to know it had anything to do with you. And if I said I taped him, it could have possibly gotten to Cornwallis and he might have done something to try and get the tape before I exposed him. So I practiced saying it happened because I was desperate to do well in the class. And when we were high and confessing things we were ashamed of, I just automatically spit out the version I trained myself to say."

"All right, that part I strangely get. But I don't understand why you told that lie in the first place. People rarely if ever half confess to something. So why freely bring it up at all if you were lying about what actually happened?"

Annie was silent for a few moments as she thought about how to best answer that. "Maybe I said that version…because I'm afraid it could actually happen."

"Annie, no. I-"

"Jeff. I spent a long time only being valued based on my grades. Growing up my parents only said they loved me if I brought home an A. And people only used to talk to me to try and have me give them test answers. Even after meeting you guys and everything we've gone through together, it's hard for me to shake away that mentality. So I'm afraid if I ever did slip, I would panic and do something I'd regret to keep getting A's, because that's what I'm used to associating love and value with. I mean, I doubt I'd have turned to Adderall if I didn't think that way," Annie finished in a small voice.

Annie had been looking down as she finished talking, so she didn't notice when Jeff moved his chair closer to her. She jumped a little as she felt him wrap her arms tightly around her before she leaned against him, her body sagging in relief at having finally gotten out what she had carried inside her for so long.

"Annie, you're worth so much more than just a slew of lousy A's. You're bright, funny, kind hearted. You're willing to help others but expect them to pull their own weight too. You're an inspiration, and it has nothing to do with grades. You have to know that even if you didn't continually get A's you would still be loved by all of us. That I would still love you. You're so much more than just a good grade in a tight sweater."

She laughed/sobbed at his last statement as she rested her head against Jeff's chest. She waited for him to let go of her or make some other joke. But he just simply held onto her. After a few moments she raised her own arms and wrapped them around Jeff, pulling him even closer to her.

They continued to sit there in the study room, holding onto one another in each other's arms. Annie knew it would be a while before she truly stopped associating grades with love and self-worth. But if anything, she knew that she had too much going for her to devalue herself for a letter grade. And that was a far more valuable lesson then she'd ever gain from a simple A.