a/n) I do not own Community.

Kind of a long chapter, but I didn't want to break this up.

I strongly encourage everyone to read the entire chapter before deciding on hating this.

The following questions will be answered, but not necessarily in this order-

Who has been texting who?

What did Jeff and Annie say to each other?

What did Troy and Britta fight about?

Does Annie go to London with Chris?

Why is Britta really here?

How does Abed's movie turn out?

So We must meet apart –
You there – I – here –
With just the Door ajar
That Oceans are – and Prayer –
And that White Sustenance –
Despair –

-Emily Dickinson

Britta stood on the corner of Massachusetts Ave and Beacon Street, smoking a cigarette. She leaned her head back and exhaled the smoke from her lungs.

"I caught you," a smug voice said.

She turned around and smiled at Jeff, "Hey," she squinted and tilted her head, "Escape from Abed again?"

He nodded and asked, "Wanna get a drink?"

"You bet," she dropped her cigarette on the ground and stepped on it. They began walking down the street to a bar. She turned to Jeff and said, "Abed knows...where you've been going when you're not with him."

"Abed probably knows how the world will end," Jeff laughed. He shoved his hands into his pockets and said, "Thanks."

"For what?" she asked, staring straight ahead.

"You know," he shrugged.

"Yeah, well," Britta sighed, "It's the least I can do, especially since you failed to mention a pretty significant detail, which would have prevented this entire situation in the first place."

"And what is that?"

"You," she shook her head and paused as she tried to find the words, "You were secretly sleeping with her for a good chunk of the year..." Britta pursed her lips, "and at some point, apparently 'it,' stopped..."

He stopped walking and looked at her, "She told you?"

Britta nodded and whispered, "Yeah."

"I'm an asshat," Jeff said.

"I know," Britta said and continued down the street.

Jeff caught up to her and asked, "I fucked up pretty badly, didn't I?"

"Understatement of the year," Britta said. She turned to him and said, "Listen, I'm just trying to fix this mess."

"I know," Jeff said, "So am I."

"And," Britta continued, "There's something you need to think about before you go through with this."

"What?"

"What happens after?" Britta rose her eyebrows at Jeff.

"What do you mean?"

"You confront, Annie, you two make up and then what happens? Are you gonna move here; to Boston?" Britta tilted her head at him.

"Well, I thought she would-"

"Typical," Britta rolled her eyes.

"What are you doing?" he asked, "does this have to do with-"

"No," Britta interrupted and shook her head, "Maybe she's happy and-"

"She wants to stay?" Jeff asked.

"I don't know," Britta shrugged. "Just think, for her entire life, all she's wanted to do was something for herself, something she truly loved, and not just do it for the sake of putting it on her résumé. Now, for probably the first time, like, ever, she has that. Do you want to take it away from her?"

He paused and looked at Britta.

"You might have changed, Jeff, a lot, in fact, but..." she crinkled her forehead, "but, you're still putting yourself before other people, despite trying to make things, 'right.' You see, this might seem like the right thing to do at the present moment, but what about later? Thinking in the moment is what got us all into this mess."

"Are you telling me to not go to the bridge and apologize to Annie?"

"No, I'm not telling you to do anything. It's not my place to tell you what to do, but I'm going to ask you to do something," Britta shook her head, "I'm asking you to seriously consider the implications of your actions. Don't sweep in and enchant her, only to make her give up her dreams for you."

"I would never, 'make,' her do anything."

"Oh, I know," Britta nodded, "At least, you would never do it intentionally."

He tilted his head at her, "Why did you come here, Britta?"

"I came because if I didn't, I would hate myself even more than I already do," Britta whispered. "Why did you come here?"

"Same reasons."

"Then, I guess I'll see you at the bridge tonight," Britta nodded and turned around to walk away.

"What about that drink?" Jeff asked.

Britta turned around and stopped walking. She said sadly, "No more drinks," and then began to walk away again.

Annie sat at the front desk of the Chief Examiner's office. She stared at her out-of service cell-phone and sighed. Suddenly, it began to vibrate.

"Finally!"She picked it up and looked at her inbox. She scrolled down on the screen and saw several messages from Chris, one from Britta, one from Shirley, a pocket dial text from Pierce, and one from Abed, right before her service got shut off, asking her where the iron was. She then tried to go on Twitter, but her account had been disabled. "What the-?" she sighed and sat back in her seat. She texted Britta.

Annie: Phone works again. Just letting you know if you need to contact me about taking public transport. haha.

Britta: lol. awesome. we r goin to the bridge right/

Annie: Yes, we will go to your precious bridge.

Britta: Good

Later that evening, Britta walked into Annie's apartment. She walked down the narrow hallway and tilted her head at the sight of the empty living room. "Annie?" she asked loudly.

"In my room," Annie's voice was faint.

Britta opened the door and saw a suitcase on Annie's bed, while Annie stood in front of an open drawer to her dresser. "What are you doing?" Britta asked as her forehead crinkled.

Annie smiled and said, "I'm going to London."

"What?" Britta's eyes widened, "When and why?"

Annie giddily replied, "Tomorrow, with Chris."

"Wa-wait a sec here," Britta shook her head. "Are you sure you want to go on a trip with him to a foreign country. I mean you've only known him for-"

"I appreciate the concern," Annie said forcefully, "But I'm going to be fine."

"You haven't seemed fine. I mean, less than a week ago you were-"

"Britta," Annie smiled, "I think I'm fine now. I-I need to do this."

Britta frowned and sat down on Annie's bed. She shrugged, "Fine, but remember, nothing is ever set in stone. You can still change your mind."

"Yeah and if I do change my mind, which I don't think will happen, you will be the first person I tell," Annie forced a smile as she folded a shirt.

"And why is that?" Britta asked.

"Because you're the one who has been bugging me about this the most," Annie looked at her watch and asked, "You ready to go to the bridge?"

Britta nodded, "Yeah."

Jeff stood with Abed in Cambridge at the corner of Mass Ave and Memorial drive. As he texted on his phone, he asked, "Where's Troy?"

With his eye on the viewfinder of the camera, Abed said, "He's preparing something."

Jeff scowled and rolled his eyes, "Please, don't tell me he's going to perform a Grand Romantic Gesture for Britta?"

"Then, I won't tell you," Abed said.

Jeff shook his head and said, "Fine, then don't come crying to me when she reacts badly."

"We wont," Abed said. The camera droned as he zoomed in on Jeff, "Do you have a Winger speech prepared?"

"Yeah," Jeff nodded.

Suddenly, the sound of thunder echoed in the distance.

"That's just great," Jeff said sarcastically.

Annie and Britta stood on the corner of Beacon Street and watched drunken college students pass by. Annie impatiently looked at her watch and shook her head.

"I'm excited. Are you exited?" Britta plastered a smile.

"Sure," Annie sighed, "So, the second this is over, we are going to Chris' friend's house, okay?"

"Yeah, whatever you say," Britta nodded.

Then, they heard the thunder boom in the distance.

"Shit," Britta cursed.

"See," Annie glared at Britta, "I told you we should have gone to that party."

Jeff glared into Abed's camera and said, "I don't know why we agree to Britta's ideas!"

They saw lightning start to light up the sky. Jeff shook his head and said, "Screw the fireworks. I'm going across that bridge, right now, and seeing her."

Jeff began to walk towards the bridge, but a large crowd of people were pouring out of the entrance. Jeff navigated his way through the crowd, but was stopped by a cop.

"Hey, sorry, guy," the cop said, "but I can't let you on the bridge at the present moment."

"And why is that?" Jeff asked.

"With the lightening and all, it's not safe for pedestrians."

"But-but, listen-"

"No, you listen to me, guy."

"Look,-"

"No, you look at the sky, guy."

"There's this girl over there and I need to go over there, apologize to her and confess my true feelings."

"Yikes, guy, the only way you're getting over there is if you go to a Red-line T station and take the T ovah there. I would leave now. Some people ahre gonna leave when they announce that the fireworks have been postponed."

Jeff ruffled his hands through his hair and asked, "How long have they been postponed for?"

The cop looked at his watch, "Naht sure, it all depends."

Annie and Britta stood on Beacon Street. Annie looked at her phone and said, "The website say's they're postponed and they're telling people to see shelter. Please, give up this obsession you have with seeing fireworks from the bridge and come to Chris' friend's party with me."

"No, we need to stay here and wait until it's clear to go on the bridge."

Annie shook her head, "I'm leaving." She began to walk away.

"You can't leave!" Britta grabbed her by the arm.

"What the hell? Let go of my arm!" Annie started to pull her arm away from Britta.

"Please!" Britta begged, "I'm trying-trying to make everything right!"

"What's that supposed to mean?" Annie stood still and stopped trying to pull away from Britta. Crowds of people began to walk past them as they left the Esplanade Park to flee the oncoming rain.

Britta crinkled her forehead and said, "You can't go to London with Chris."

"Why do you hate him so much? Is it because he called you a hipster? Because if that's the reason, then that has to be the most idiotic thing I have ever heard-"

"I don't hate him!" Britta said, "I just think he's a douche, who may most definitely be your type, but doesn't deserve you! You don't understand! See it's that-"

"I see," Annie glared at Britta, "Listen, I'm not some kid who doesn't know what they're doing and I've finally mustered up the will to move past what happened this Spring and-and although I may not feel one hundred percent fine, I feel a hell of a lot better than I did when I was in Colorado!" Tears began to escape from the corner of her eyes.

"Annie?" Britta shook her head and said, "Although I believe that to be somewhat true, I think you should stay here because-"

Annie shook her head, "No, I'm leaving. I'm going to see Chris at that party and stay at his house tonight. You're welcome to stay at my apartment for the rest of the week, until you want to go back to Colorado." She started to walk away.

"Annie! Please come back to the bridge!" Britta yelled as she watched Annie walk away. "Jeff is-"

Annie turned around and yelled, "I don't care, Britta! Leave me alone! I can't take this anymore! Stop making excuses for him! He's not coming back to me, alright? Stop feeling guilty about what happened! You didn't know! It wasn't your fault. It was just my own stupidity!" She started to walk away again.

"But, Annie!"

After waiting twenty minutes the thunder and lightning calmed down. The police allowed people to cross the bridge again. Jeff started to run across the bridge and heard a faint "Jeffrey!" calling him in the distance. As he ran closer, he stopped and cursed, "You have to be fucking kidding me!"

"Jeffrey! I knew I would find you here!" the Dean cried as he wrapped his arms around Jeff.

"What the hell are you doing here? I created a new e-mail just to buy the plane tickets to get here!"

"I came to perform a Grand Romantic Gesture for-"

"No!" Jeff shook his head.

Abed interjected and said, with his eye on the viewfinder, "Britta still has a GCC student e-mail address."

"Damn it!" Jeff ruffled his hands through his hair. "You know what? I don't have time for this!" Jeff continued to run across the bridge.

Abed and the Dean stood in place as they watched Jeff run farther and farther away.

"Shouldn't you be following him?" the Dean asked.

"Just wait," Abed said. He took his eye off the viewfinder for a moment.

Jeff stopped running and stood frozen in place.

"What happened?" the Dean asked.

"Britta just texted him that Annie went to that party and that Annie is leaving tomorrow to go to London with Chris."

"Oh," the Dean nodded, "What party?"

"Annie's current boyfriend Chris' friend's party. Now Jeff is going to sulk as we watch Britta walk closer across the bridge. She's going to try and console him, but he'll rebuff her and prefer to sulk alone. Jeff will stay there as Britta walks over to us."

The Dean and Abed watched as Britta appeared from across the bridge. She went up to Jeff and waved her arms around in panic as she shook her head. Jeff yelled at her, but Britta didn't start to console him. Instead, she began to cry.

"Abed, um, Britta is-" the Dean said.

"Oh, no. I was hoping this wouldn't be the case," Abed shook his head. He started to walk towards Jeff and Britta, "It's difficult to predict what Britta is or will do. She's usually the missing piece to the puzzle."

"What would be the case?" the Dean asked.

"I'm not sure," Abed said, "There's only one way to find out."

As they approached closer, they heard Jeff yelling at Britta.

"Why didn't you make her come here?" Jeff yelled.

"Listen! I don't even have to be here right now!" Tears fell down Britta's cheek.

"Then why are you?" Jeff yelled back.

"Because-" Britta looked down at the ground and shook her head, "Never mind, Jeff. I-I don't know why I even try to help because apparently I suck at everything! And I fuck everything up!" She started to walk away, but Jeff gently grabbed her by the arm.

"No, stop. It's my fault. I'm so sorry, Britta," Jeff said gently. He let go of her arm.

She stood still and said, "I'm sorry too. I should have just told her, but, I mean, this should be something that you tell her and I know if I said something, it would upset you and..."Britta turned her head towards Abed, "Are you filming this?"

"Of course," Abed said.

"Jesus," Jeff shook his head.

"We need to regroup," Britta nodded.

Annie walked up to a brownstone and knocked on the door.

"Annie?" Chris opened the door and picked her up in an embrace and kissed her, "Where's Britta?" He set her down on the ground.

"We, um, we kind of got into a fight," Annie looked at the ground.

"About what?"

"Don't worry about it," Annie said.

"Well, that sucks. My friend wanted to meet her," Chris said.

"I told you not to do that," Annie pursed her lips.

"But my friend Matt is perfect."

"Isn't he a cop?"

"Yeah, he's so badass," Chris nodded.

"You really don't understand Britta at all, do you?"

"What do you mean?"

"She's an anarchist and hates cops."

"Oh..."

Annie let out a short laugh said sadly, "Let's not talk about this anymore."

Jeff, Britta, Abed and the Dean sat at a bar; contemplating what to do.

"I'm just going to go to that party," Jeff said.

"Bad idea," Britta took a sip of her rum and coke, "Chris is there and his friends are, too. They would probably try and kick your ass and we all know you've been in, like, one fight in your entire life."

"She's right," the Dean said, "Just call her."

Jeff shook his head, "This is something I should say in person."

"She's leaving tomorrow," Britta said as she looked into her drink on the table.

"So what do I do?" Jeff asked.

"You could chase her down at the airport!" the Dean said, "Just like in How to Lose a Guy in Ten Days and the Friends finale and-"

"Every other romantic comedy ever made?" Jeff asked with sarcasm.

"Point taken," the Dean nodded and took a sip of his appeltini.

Abed's eyes widened, "Next Stop Wonderland."

"What?" everyone said in unison and looked at Abed.

"We're going to mess with fate," Abed nodded. "We're going to pull a Next Stop Wonderland."

"And how, exactly, does that work? Jeff asked.

"Hey, I think I've seen that movie," Britta nodded.

"You're actually getting a reference that I don't?" Jeff tilted his head at her.

"It has that lady in it," Britta shrugged, "She's in that movie about the comic book guy that Abed and Troy love so much."

"Exactly, American Splendor," Abed pointed at Britta. "Here's the plan," he paused for a moment.

"Why are you pausing?" the Dean asked.

"Usually I get interrupted by now," Abed said. "No interruption?... Okay, so Annie will have to go to the airport tomorrow, right?"

Britta nodded, "Yeah, she's meeting Chris there after work."

"So she'll be going alone?" Abed asked.

Britta nodded.

"Perfect," Abed raised his eyebrows. "She'll take the Green Line to Government Center and then transfer to the Blue Line, which will take her to the airport. It will be six o'clock on a Friday, so the train car will be very crowded. She'll get on the Blue Line subway car with the intention to ride it the entire way to the airport. Jeff gets on at the Aquarium T-Stop, which is the one right before Airport. That will give you approximately ten minutes to find her on the crowded train car. You see her, bump into her, make up and Annie doesn't go to London."

"So, you're cheating fate?" the Dean asked.

"Exactly," Abed nodded.

"Fine," Jeff shrugged, "What else do I have to lose?"

Britta's phone vibrated. She looked at the text and crinkled her forehead.

"You should go," Abed nodded.

She tilted her head at Abed and glared, "Fine," she sighed. Britta left the bar.

Abed grabbed his camera off the bar counter and said, "I'm going to follow her." He left the bar.

"Now that they're gone, we can have," The Dean turned to Jeff and said, "A Guys-"

"Do not say-"

"Guys Get-"

"Do not say get-"

"Guys Geta-"

"I swear to go do not say-"

"Guys Getaway!"

Jeff finished the remaining liquid in his glass. He set money down on the table and said, "I have some thinking to do," and then left the bar.

Abed followed Britta as she walked down the street with her arms crossed. She took out her phone and began to frantically text.

"Who are you texting?" Abed asked with his eye on the viewfinder of his camera. The camera hummed as he zoomed in.

"Don't worry about it," Britta squinted from the blinding light of the mountable camera light, "How the hell do you afford all this camera equipment?"

"Don't worry about it," Abed said, "What you should be worrying about is what's about to happen."

Britta made her way to the roof of an office building. She saw Troy smiling at her with his hands behind his back as he stood in front of a table set for two. The potted plants around the table were decorated with Christmas lights.

"Surprise! It's like from A Small Circle of Friends! Remember that week Abed had that Karen Allen obsession?" Troy said. His smile beamed at her. He walked over to her and said, "Britta, whatever I said, I'm sorry for it. I don't want to lose you again and-"

"Shh-" Britta set her index finger on his lips and crinkled her forehead.

"But the argument-"

"Argument?"

"Britta, I'm sorry. I'm sorry for fighting with you and making you leave-"

"We weren't fighting," Britta said. She shook her head and a small smile crept upon her lips.

'Wh-what do you mean?" Troy let out a nervous laugh, "We had that argument and-"

"Please, I wouldn't call that an argument. We were bickering. What am I in high school? I'm not going to break up with you over a stupid fight about Batman's sexual preferences. Because really? I could care less. I really just wanted an excuse to leave..."

"What? Then why did you leave?"

Britta shrugged, "I don't really know. I-I guess I didn't feel like it anymore," she cringed, "I'm sorry. I mean, this is our second try at this and you were right the first time. It's just so much damn work. If we really cared for each other in a really romantical way, then we wouldn't need to put this much effort in. We need to admit to ourselves that it was good while it lasted, but-"

"But the only thing we really- I don't know- 'get,' about each other is-"

"Is?"

"Well, um," Troy looked up at the sky.

Britta smiled, "See?"

Troy smiled back and nodded, "Yeah, you're right, Britta."

"If you're not upset about Troy, then why are you here?" Abed asked. He looked into the viewfinder and focused the camera on Britta.

"Why are you still here?" she asked; glaring into the camera.

"To document Jeff's struggles as a human being in the real world. This will be a commentary on how, in the real world, there is no formula, no guarantee. There is no perfect way to say, 'I Love you.' See, its not about our actions or our words. Its about two people finding one another and just knowing. The strong gravity that pulls them to one another; no matter how much they fight it."

"Abed," Britta tilted her head at him, "That's really deep."

'Thanks," Abed nodded, "I was thinking of using that as a voiceover in the trailer."

"You still didn't answer my question," Britta's eyes widened.

'What do you mean?"

"Why are you still here, filming me and Troy, when you should really be following Jeff?"

"Why should he be following Jeff?" Troy asked with wide eyes, "Isn't he at the hotel?"

"No! He is not at the hotel!" Britta's eyes widened, "I thought he would have texted Abed and Abed would have gone and stopped him by now!"

"From doing what?" Abed asked. The camera hummed as he zoomed in on Britta.

"He's going to that party! Like, right now! And-and- fuck..."

"Wait, how-how do you know that?" Troy asked her. He looked over at Britta, biting his lip.

Britta sucked on her bottom lip and began to look up in the air. Tears began to form in her eyes. Abed's camera hummed as he captured a close-up of her face. Abed took his eye off the viewfinder and looked at Troy. Troy's gaze shifted from Britta and looked at Abed.

"Please, tell me you weren't?" Troy asked her.

"It was you? Wasn't it?" Abed asked.

Britta sniffed her nose. She nodded and said, "Yeah, it was me."

"That's what he's been doing on his phone," Abed stated.

Britta nodded head.

Troy closed his eyes and said, "And Jeff hasn't Tweeted since he left Colorado."

Britta shook her head.

"That's why you came?" Abed asked. He zoomed out slightly, but still had a close-up of Britta's face.

Britta nodded. She cringed and said; her voice cracking, "You don't understand...The-the faucets ar-are in his bathroom. I-I saw them at Christmas."

"Oh, Britta," Troy looked down on the ground and shook his head.

"I should go home? Shouldn't I? You know, before I do something really stupid?" Britta asked as she tried to restrain her tears.

"Yes," Troy solemnly nodded, "You should."

"Alright," Britta nodded. She turned to Troy and said, "I'm so sorry."

Troy closed his eyes and said, "I know."

"Are you mad?" She asked.

"I'll be fine. I just... I need some time." Troy said to her. He shook his head and left down the stairs into the office building.

Abed asked her, "How do you feel?"

"Horrible," Britta began to emit tears from her eyes, "Just so horrible. I-I just wanted to help them be-because I was the one who screwed this entire thing up. If it wasn't for me then there wouldn't have been that argument."

Jeff stood outside of the brownstone where the party Annie was at was. He saw her through one of the lit windows; laughing and flipping her hair. Suddenly, he heard a voice next to him.

"What are you doing here, Jeff? What happened to sticking with the plan?" Abed asked.

"I came here to think," Jeff said, "I was-"

"You were going to confront her?" Abed asked.

"Yeah," Jeff nodded, "but-'

"But you couldn't?"

"No," Jeff shook his head, "She looks so happy."

"I know you're sick of me doing this, but can I film you here- for context?"

"Go ahead," Jeff said.

Abed turned on his camera and asked, "How do you feel?"

"Creepy. Like, Jude Law in Closer creepy...Which means we should go back to the hotel... We'll go through with the plan for tomorrow."

That night, Annie went back to her apartment to apologize to Britta. She opened the turquoise door, walked down the narrow hallway and said, "Britta? Britta, I'm sorry for freaking out. It's just that..." Annie walked into the empty living room. "Britta?" she looked over at the kitchen counter and saw a note.

I'm sorry. For everything. Went back to Greendale. Have fun in London, but don't forget about all of us.

-Britta.

The next evening, Troy waited outside of the Chief Examiner's office. He saw Annie leave work with a suitcase and started to dial his cell phone.

"The nightingale has left the nest. I repeat, the nightingale has left the nest," Troy said into his cell phone, "over."

"Roger," Abed nodded. Dressed in a disguise of a blue hoodie, sunglasses and a mustache, he waited at the Park Street T-stop. He took his camera equipment out of the bag.

The Dean waited in a restaurant from across the street of the Park Street T-stop. He saw Annie boarding the train and started to dial his cell phone, "Abed? She's getting on the next train."

"Roger," Abed nodded. He hung up on the Dean and called Jeff. "She's getting on this train. I'll call you right before it comes to your station."

Jeff stood at the Aquarium Blue Line Stop. He sighed as he answered the phone, "Okay, I'll see you in an hour."

Abed boarded the crowded train car and saw Annie at the other end of the train car holding on to a metal pole; looking at the ground anxiously.

He tilted his head at her as he obscured himself behind another passenger. He nodded. Annie Edison didn't want to go on this trip.

Jeff paced back and forth as he looked at the picture of the giants turtle on the billboard advertising The New England Aquarium. He shook his head and look down at the ground. He felt his phone vibrate. He looked at the text message.

Abed: Take the next train.

Abed waited as he observed Annie breathing in deep and trying to roll her shoulders in attempt to relax.

"Next Stop Aquarium," the train operator said.

Abed watched the train doors open and a flood of people pour into the train car. However, Jeff Winger didn't appear to be any of them. Abed frantically began to search the train car for Jeff as he pushed through the crowd of people.

Jeff leaned against the wall of the train car. He sighed and watched the city skyline pass by. The car began crowded, so Jeff moved and tried to navigate the other side of the car. Then, the train jerked, a woman fell into his arms.

Abed kept pushing his way through the train car, until he heard the conductor say, "Next Stop Airport."

The train came to a stop and he saw Annie Edison leave the train. Abed then tried to push his way through the crowd so he could leave the train and tell her Jeff was here.

However, his camera strap became tangled with a woman's purse zipper.

He yelled, "Annie!"

The train-car doors closed. He missed her.

"Britta?" Jeff asked.

"Fuck! Why are you on this train? It's going back into the center of the city!" she asked him. She shook her head and yelled, "Were you really stupid enough to take the inbound train instead? Dammit! You do know where she is about to go, right?"

"No, I took this train on purpose." Jeff said.

Britta sucked on her bottom lip and asked, "Why?

"Because I need to let her go."

She remained silent and looked at the ground.

"Britta, why did you come here?" Jeff asked.

"Why were you texting me when you were supposed to be going to Annie?"

He shrugged.

"Exactly," she said,

The train stopped. Jeff tapped Britta on the arm and asked, "Want to get a drink?"

She smirked at him and said with a whisper, "Okay."

"Good."

Annie sat on the airplane, she looked at the seat next to her. It was empty.

"Good afternoon, ladies and gentleman, this is your Captain speaking. I want to welcome you aboard Jet Blue Flight 456; non-stop service from Boston to Denver. Once we get airborne, our flight will be approximately four hours and thirteen minutes. Currently in Boston its a beautiful summer day, the winds are out of the South at 14 MPH, with excellent visibility, scattered clouds and a temperature of 76 degrees Fahrenheit. We'll get back to you en route as soon as we have more information; once again, welcome abroad. I hope you all enjoyed your time in Boston.

Two Years Later- June 2015

Welcome back to the Tonight Show with Jimmy Fallon!

Jimmy Fallon sat at his desk, "Hey! Now for our first guest! He's a weird dude, but we all love him, right don't we? Hhahaha. You bet! Anyway, he directed the film everyone has been talking about since its premiere at South by Southwest Abed Nadir!"

Abed walked across the stage and sat in the chair on stage.

"So how's it going?"

"Pretty well," Abed nodded.

"I really liked your movie, especially the part where you spoofed Fever Pitch," Jimmy looked into the camera and laughed smugly.

"I prefer homage or pastiche," Abed said.

"Oh, sorry," Jimmy shrugged. "So was this film completely improvised? I noticed that you also gave writing credits to the actors."

"It was completely real. I manipulated the situations a bit and watched the drama unfold."

"Wait," Jimmy tilted his head, "So you're telling me that this was real?"

"Yeah," Abed nodded, "I shot the footage over a period of two weeks in 2013 summer and then I returned a year later to see where everyone ended up."

"Have the main couple, the ones on the poster, have they seen each other since the completion of the film."

Abed stared at the ground and said, "Unfortunately not."

"Now, that's sad." Jimmy waved over to a production assistant, "We have a clip! What is this clip of?"

"When we were riding on the train, I asked Jeff if he had anything he wanted to say to Annie."

The screen behind them showed a clip of Jeff sitting on the subway; his hands buried in his face.

"What would you like to say to her?" Abed's voice asked from behind the camera.

"I would say, Annie, what I said wasn't true. I'm sorry and I just wanted, no, not wanted, but needed to say that I've changed a lot, but I'm not done changing and I-I don't deserve you if- f these are the asinine things that I'm going to subject you to. It wasn't your fault at all and I'm an asshat. I'm a complete asshat and I just want you to be happy. "

Jeff turned the TV off and looked at his text messages.

Britta: Go see Abed's movie 2nite.

Jeff: No

Britta: u have to see it at some point. U wont regret it. Trust me.

"Because that alway's works?" Jeff sarcastically said aloud to himself.

Annie walked into the movie theatre and over to the ticket counter. She smiled at the employee and said, "One for Grand Romantic Gestures, please."

The employee handed her the ticket and said, "Theatre two, down the hall, first one on your right."

"Thanks," Annie smiled and walked down the hall and into theatre two. She took an end seat and waited for the movie to begin. It started with instrumental music, but it was quickly cut off by a talking head of Britta.

Britta had no make-up on and was dressed in a sweatshirt. Her hair was tied up in a messy pony-tail. She rolled her eyes and sighed, "Go ahead, Abed."

"Have you ever been in love?" Abed asked Britta

Britta pursed her lips as her forehead crinkled, "Define Love."

Then it cut to a talking head of Troy.

"Have I ever been in love?" Troy tilted his head at the camera.

"Like, The Inspector and Reggie love or Veronica and Logan love or-"

"Mulder and Scully love," Abed said.

Troy tilted his head to the other side and said, "I don't think Mulder and Scully love exists."

The next scene cut to a talking head of Jeff.

"Do I believe in love?" Jeff folded his arms. After a pause, he laughed and said, "Four years ago, I would have said no."

It cut back to Britta whose eyes were red.

"Define love," her voice was shakier.

"I've told you before...on the rooftop," Abed said.

Britta sniffed her nose and shook her head, "I don't think I believe in that kind of love."

It cut back to Jeff.

"Define love," Abed said.

Jeff rose one eyebrow and said, "Love is putting the other person's needs before yourself. It's knowing that, 'letting go,' isn't necessarily letting go. Because sometimes a person will be happier when you're not in their life. Sometimes you need to accept that you've fucked up and that you just fill this person with negative energy...Because sometimes you're just not good enough for them."

The camera cut back to Troy.

"What's the worst feeling in the world?" Abed asked Troy.

Troy shrugged, "I guess, it's realizing that what you wanted so badly wasn't what you expected it. I guess it's disappointment in, like, this idea of this thing you wanted and then you realize that you were lying to yourself the entire time."

It cut back to Britta.

"Worst thing ever?" Britta rolled her eyes. She looked directly into the camera and closed her eyes. After a pause, she said faintly,"The worst thing ever is when you realize that thing you wanted so badly is not in your grasp and pretending with someone else is not the same. It's that moment you realize he doesn't feel the same way about you as you do for him. It's that look on his face right before he takes your shirt off; the look of him knowing this is just another mistake he's making on purpose to fill the void."

It cut back to Jeff.

"What's the worst feeling in the world?" Abed asked.

"Knowing you've screwed up so badly that it's beyond repair."

It cut back to Britta.

A closed-mouthed smile crept across her lips, but the sadness stayed in her eyes, "Regrets?" she asked.

"Yes. Do you have any regrets?" Abed asked.

She nodded, "Many."

It cut back to Jeff

"Regrets?" Abed asked.

"Many," Jeff nodded.

The camera cut to Apartment 303's living room. Jeff and Annie sat on the couch; alone.

"Abed had a hidden camera?" Annie's eyes widened as she sat in her movie theatre seat.

On the screen, Annie looked down at the ground, while Jeff looked at her.

She shrugged and said, "I didn't think you would care."

"Of course I care!" Jeff said angrily, "Why didn't you tell anyone you applied to graduate school?"

Annie shook her head and snapped, "Because I didn't think I would be able to afford it!"

Jeff stared at her in silence before asking, "So, you want to leave us? After everything we've been through?"

"I just need to do this! I need- I need to see who I am outside of this group and- and if that means I have to go away temporarily for two years-"

"Temporarily? Yeah, right. Annie, the second you leave the State of Colorado, the probability of you coming back is going to be very low!"

"No, its not- I'm only going tempo-"

"Annie, when you graduate with your Masters, the chances of you getting a job in Colorado is not going to be the same as somewhere else! And do you know why? Because you have to be so damn good at whatever the hell you decide to do and you're going to get some really prestigious job offering and you'll take that instead of coming back and do you know why?"

Biting her bottom lip and her eyes filling with tears, she shook her head.

Jeff continued,"Because two years is a long time and you wont be the same person after two years. After two years, returning to Colorado wont be your priority. Because real life isn't about engaging in ridiculous antics like the ones at Greendale. And once you realize that, returning here will just seem ridiculous."

"Don't do this-" Annie shook her head, "Telling me that you know more about life because you've lived on this planet longer because I can't take it anymore and if there is anything that I have learned its that you know shit about living life, Jeff!"

Jeff stared at her.

She looked down at the ground again and said, "I'm sick of this."

He crinkled his forehead and asked, "Sick of what?"

"Of-of you doing this to me every time I try to let go," she began to tear up, "because I've been trying so hard to let go."

"Let go of what?"

"What do you think?" she asked with a frustrated yell.

He paused for a second and said, "I thought-"

"I'm not stupid, Jeff," Annie closed her eyes and shook her head, "I-I know what's going on between you and her. I know that you've been seeing her ever since you've graduated and-"

"No, Annie-"

"No," she shook her head, "I'm not letting you treat me like this anymore. I'm sick of your indecision and I'm sick of you feeling guilty every time you look at me."

"I don't feel guilty-"

"Then why did we stop?" Annie asked as tears streamed down her face. "Why didn't we ever tell the group?" She tilted her head to the side, "Why did the only romantic interaction we had with each other take place in either your apartment or forty minutes away in Boulder?"

"The Group-"

She shook her head and said, "Please, leave. I don't want to talk to you anymore."

"Fine, Annie! Leave Colorado! Leave after everything, even though you've barely thought about this! Leave! Even though you were the one who kept trying to convince me to stay at Greendale!" he paused and got off the sofa. He looked down at her and said, "Do you know what happens when you make an impulsive decision like this, Annie?" He gestured to her and then to himself, "Us happens."

"Fine," She said coldly, "You said it yourself, Jeff. Greendale is over and what happened between us was-" she shook her head and pointed towards the front door, "Go chase Britta and never speak to me again. Go and sleep with Britta, just like you've always wanted."

"Fine! You're right, Annie. Its over. Have fun and good luck," Jeff yelled sarcastically. He walked up to the front door, turned around and opened his mouth to say something, but instead he opened the door and left.

Annie watched as the film cut to Jeff going to Boston and showed his many attempts to apologize to her.

The film cut to a title card reading "One Year Later- June 2014

The scene showed Abed leaving an airport terminal at Logan Airport and being greeted by Annie. She ran up to him and yelled, "Abed! I'm so glad you came!" She hugged him and pulled away. She had an excited smile on her face and raised her eyebrows at him, "Guess what?" she asked.

"What?" Abed asked; feigning surprise.

She but her lip and showed him a diamond ring on her left hand.

"Really?" Abed deadpanned.

Annie rolled her eyes, "You knew? Didn't you?"

"Sorry," Abed said.

She grabbed Abed by the hand and dragged him towards her car, "I want you to meet him!"

Abed's camera focused on a handsome, brunette man in his mid-twenties; dressed in jeans and a T-shirt.

"This is Gabe," Annie smiled.

"Hey, man," Gabe waved to the camera and put his arm around Annie.

It cut to a talking head of Annie and Gabe sitting on a couch in her apartment.

"Where did you two meet?" Abed asked.

Annie smiled and looked at Gabe "I was coming back from Colorado, at the airport, and we met on the train."

Gabe nodded, "Yeah, I saw her drop her suitcase and she looked just so broken up about something."

"So, he asked me what was wrong," Annie said, "and I explained to him how I was kind of homesick."

"So, I offered to take her out to dinner."

"And we've been seeing each other ever since," Annie kissed Gabe.

"When did you two get engaged?" Abed asked.

"Two weeks ago," Annie beamed, "It was right when we moved in with each other."

It cut to a talking head of Annie, alone on the couch.

"Are you happy?" Abed asked her.

Annie enacted a closed-lipped smiled, "I think I am." She paused and shifted her sitting position. She crinkled her forehead. "Define happy?"

The camera cut to a talking head of Troy.

"How are you?" Abed asked.

"Awesome," Troy nodded with a smile.

"What have you been up to?"

"I have a really successful air conditioning repair business and well, like, you and me still share an apartment."

"Dating anyone?"

"Nothing serious," Troy shook his head, "I'm not ready for that, yet."

It cut to a talking head of Jeff.

"Job?" Abed asked.

"I work at a small local law firm," Jeff nodded.

"Dating anyone?"

Jeff shook his head, "Let's just say, the woman for me isn't within my reach."

"Still have those regrets?"

"Of course," Jeff said.

"Have you spoken to Annie since your argument?" Abed asked.

Jeff shook his head.

The film cut to a talking head of Britta.

"What have you been up to?" Abed asked.

"I'm a social worker for child services," Britta nodded.

"Do you like it?"

"More than anything," Britta smiled, "Helping those kids is my life."

"I've found something for you," Abed said.

"What?"

He handed her a piece of paper.

Britta unfolded the yellow piece of paper and began to tear up. She cupped her hand over her mouth and looked up at Abed with tears in her eyes, "You found him?"

"Yeah," Abed said.

"You found Subway- I mean Hunter?"

Subtitles appeared underneath Britta saying, Hunter is Britta's long, lost love.

Britta stood up and began to pace back and forth, "I need to go and see him."

"Can I film it? Sequel?" Abed asked.

She stopped and stared at him. She shook her head,"Hell no," and left the camera frame.

Abed focused the camera on himself and said, "Sequels are never as good, anyway."

The credits rolled and Annie left the theatre.

Jeff sat on a bench outside of the Denver Multiplex. He leaned over and rested his head between his knees. After breathing in deep, he looked up and saw Annie sitting next to him on the bench. She looked older, her hair was wavier and more carefree. She wore a conservative blue dress and a purse hung on her shoulder. She smiled at him.

Jeff's mouth parted slightly. After a pause he managed to ask, "Annie, wh-what are you-"

"Doing here?" Annie tilted her head and pushed her hair behind her ears.

"Yeah," Jeff nodded as his forehead crinkled.

She let out a half-laugh,"I had a job interview with the Denver Police Department and then I decided to see Abed's movie."

"But it's playing everywhere-even in-"

"In Boston?" Annie smiled. She said softly, "I know."

"Wait-Job interview?" Jeff's eyes widened, "What about your fiancé? The guy you were living with?"

She held up her left hand and wiggled her fingers. There was no ring on her finger. She smiled weakly and whispered, "I was just playing house."

After a pause, Jeff started to say, "Annie-"

"You don't need to say anything," she said with a soft voice as she stared ahead into the parking lot. Annie leaned her head on his shoulder. She linked her arm in his and laced her fingers in his.

Jeff moved his thumb in circular motions; caressing her hand. He said, "But I need to tell you that I-"

"Its okay," she said and closed her eyes. "Please, can we just sit here, like this?"

"Okay," Jeff said.

They sat in silence for a while.

"I'm so sorry," she whispered. "I was wrong and immature then." Annie opened her eyes and looked up at him, "Maybe it was better this way?"

Jeff shook his head, "No, it wasn't."

Annie angled her head upwards and gently kissed Jeff. She pulled away and looked down at the ground, "Good luck, Jeff." She started to leave, but Jeff grabbed her hand, pulled her closer and kissed her passionately. His arms wrapped around her as he tangled his fingers in her hair.

He pulled away and said, "I'm sorry. I should have just knocked on your door."

"That would have made everything a lot easier," Annie smiled.

"Would it have though?" Jeff crinkled his forehead.

"We shouldn't play 'what if,'" Annie said. She looked at the ground and said, "My flight leaves tomorrow and-"

"Can-can...Let me come with you?" Jeff asked.

She laughed and said, "But if you would have let me finish, I would have said, and I need to go back and move my stuff out of my apartment."

"Are you serious?"

She nodded and said as she smiled, "And you said I would never come back to Colorado."

He cupped her face and guided her face towards him to kiss her again. When he pulled away, he leaned his forehead on hers and said, "Which is something I am very glad to be wrong about...I'm so sorry."

"I know," she whispered.

Jeff could feel her breath on his lips. He smiled and said, "I love you, Annie."

"I love you, too, Jeff."

"I'll never do that to you again," Jeff said.

"I know," she said, "It was a confusing time back then."

"I don't ever want to lose you again."

"We wont lose each other, again," Annie whispered, "...Promise me now?"

"I promise," Jeff whispered back. He grasped the back of her head had caressed her hair before kissing her.