There's only word to describe how Sam feels going from seeing Rachel almost everyday to not seeing her in 3 weeks: horrible. He misses the way they were before, but he knows they can't ever go back to that. They've exchanged texts and talked on the phone a couple of times, but never as long as they used to. Sam's starting to think Rachel is slowly fading him out of her life so she can marry her douchebag boyfriend and have Broadway babies with him...

He frowns at the text Rachel sends him. 911? That can't be good.

Sitting at a table in Starbucks, he wonders what trouble Rachel is in as he waits for her to arrive.