"So, with that said. I think I'm ready to answer the question you asked me in the bathroom 2 years ago."

"You are?" Came the soft, hopeful reply from the girl sitting next to him. Annie surprised herself that she was able to even muster a reply. Her jaw hung open in astonishment at the revelation Jeff had lain at her feet and her mind whirled uncontrollably as Jeff went on.

"If I get to know you for sixty more seconds or sixty more years, my life will be all the happier for it. You are the most consciously upbeat, joyous, competitive, intelligent, challenging, frustrating, loving, and lovely person I have ever had the pleasure of knowing… or ever will."

Jeff closed his eyes and pressed on.

"I cannot fathom any human being I could love more than I love you.

"You deserve to know that. I have a track record of waiting until it becomes safe to say things. And I want to break that cycle. Every good thing has passed me by because I've waited to act until any threat of bettering my life was gone. But the thought of you passing me by… I can't abide that.

"And I'm not sure if you even still feel the same way about m…"

Jeff's confession was cut short by the feeling of lips being pressed against his. He opened his eyes in surprise only to immediately close them as the sensation of Annie's tongue playing at his swept over him.

He was transported back in time to the transfer formal. His sense memory reminded him of the way she invaded his space and delicately, almost tentatively kissed him. When she broke the kiss and stepped back, just one word echoed through his mind.

… more.

He was taken to the gym, where he was holding a disabled debate douchebag. The feeling of her hands on his face, turning his lips to meet hers. And the sudden heat that raced through his body. Instinctively, he dropped his cargo and returned the kiss, as the smallest essence of an idea began forming in his mind. An idea that would come to define him as a person and subtly direct his actions for the next three and a half years.

He was placed back in his body. Back in the reality of his Annie's third kiss with him. He felt the corners of his mouth turn upwards as he began to return her kiss. Somewhere in his mind, a concept that had been very alien to Jeff Winger for a great many years became a reality again. And Jeff came to a startling realization.

He was happy.

He broke the kiss with Annie and hopped off the table before offering her his hand to help her down.

The beautiful face he'd been in love with for years looked up at him and smiled. He smiled back.

"What now?" She asked in a playfully sultry voice that threatened to send his blood racing away from his brain.

Jeff chuckled gently and put his arm around Annie's waist.

"Tonight, we dine!" He hammed.

Annie giggled. "Cool. Cool cool cool."

Jeff looked down at her with one eyebrow cocked in surprise.

"What?" Annie smiled playfully. "Abed doesn't own that."

They turned to the door and slowly strolled out to Jeff's car, enjoying each other's company. As they passed through the threshold of the double doors leading out of Study Room F and into the world, Jeff turned and closed the doors behind him. He felt he should say something to commemorate his passing through these halls, and without knowing where they came from, the perfect words formed in his mind.

"Well…" He began. "At least it was here."