A/N Thank you for the kind words once again!

I'm glad you guys can identify with Paige. In the entire show I believe that Paige is the easiest to relate to. She's a real person, with real thoughts, and real problems, and a real HOT girlfriend! OMG Did y'all see Emily in the purple dress the other night. Whew that was DAMN! And that strut she had, I almost melted!

And Pamy! I'm glad you like it. If there's anything you need, just holler!

Guest - Yeah I thought it'd be really funny if they were caught. As much as it is romantic, I love adding a bit of comedic relief to it. I think I get that part of me from Mr. Joss Whedon.

I think I replied to everyone else already!

Well here you go, I wanted to get this done before I head to bed!


The perfect date is nearly impossible to come by. It's a one in a million chance to have that date of perfection. Everything is right, and not one problem comes by at all. When it's just you, your love, and the wonderful world that surrounds you, what can be wrong about it? Emily is lying down on my lap right now watching 'Finding Nemo' while I am reminiscing about that "Blindfold Date" that I was introducing to her just a few days ago. I look down at her precious face concentrating on the movie so intently. She's so cute and since she has never actually seen this movie, she is so focused on Nemo and his search for his father.

"Hey, I found a scarf in your undies drawer!" The brunette exclaimed while I was searching through my closet for some sort of blindfold. "Oh and hey Paige honey?"

"Yes dear!" I mocked.

"How come you never wear this delectable item? Oh and this one as well? Oh my gosh, what is this?" I climbed over the pile of clothes in my closet to find her raiding my panty drawer, holding up some of my more expensive items. They were mostly gifts from my ex-boyfriend that I never got around to wearing. She started giggling as she held up a matching set of red and black laced bra and panties. "Oh yeah, I can see you in these! Oh yes, I can so see you in these," she says as she holds them up towards me, modeling them in the air. I walked over to her, grabbed them from her and tossed them back in the drawer. I gave her a quick peck on the lips and lectured her.

"If the boys in my room can't raid my panty drawers, what makes you think you can? You've got to start thinking yourself as my boyfriend! You have the same privileges as them, but you have the same restrictions as well!" She pouted her lips and she gave me the sweetest puppy dog eyes.

"So baby," she said to me in her most begging tone. "What are my privileges?" I smiled at her and told her,

"Okay, close your eyes and I will show you." She shut her eyelids and stood there for a brief moment. I took a step to the side, grabbed the scarf, and tied it around her head to cover her eyes. "Yeah, that's one of your very, very special privileges. You get to model my scarves! Try and use those puppy dog eyes now! Hah! Can you see anything?" I asked as I waved my hands in her front of face.

"No, you meany, but I can tell you that you use way too much lotion. What is that? Smells like sweet pea!" I smiled at her and kissed her on the lips tenderly for just a second,

"Yes dear. Okay, now sit down on my bed and I will grab our supplies and we will head to the destination point in a few minutes," I said as I led her over to my bed to have a seat. I went through my closet and pulled out my pre-packed picnic basket I placed in there earlier when she was at home getting ready. I peeked through my curtains and looked out the window to find that it was a beautiful sunny day. The weather was perfect for what I had planned. I picked up the picnic basket, grabbed my wonderful and then handicapped girlfriend, and we took off.

We reached the isolated patch of land that we once had our picnic at the year before. That day started out as one of the best days of my life, but quickly turned sour when we got into our little predicament. For a few weeks after that day I dreamt of that date every so often. The only difference between what I dreamed and reality was that in the dream, it ended perfectly, while that day, well that day didn't turn out so well. I stopped the car and parked where the trees started, about 50 feet from that same spot. I got out of the car and grabbed the basket and a speaker set. I walked over to Emily's side of the car and opened the door for her to get out. She held onto me just like an elderly woman would hold on to a person helping her cross the street. I walked her over the patch of grass and laid out a blanket as she stood there quietly and patiently. I smiled at the perfect girl standing before me, "So what are you thinking about?"

She laughs softly, "Well, I was praying that you weren't a serial killer or some kinky sex fiend taking me out here to breathe my last breath of fresh air. I was also praying that you had some food, because I am starving!"

I laughed at her concern, "Well I can guarantee you that at least one third of that is not true. I'm not too sure about the other two thirds though. We'll see about that soon enough." I take both of her hands in mine and led her to where the blanket was layering the ground. "Okay, now sit down right here." She sat down exactly where I moved her to and she patiently waited for more instructions. I placed the meal from that day in front of her and plugged in my iPod into the speakers. I set the playlist to Passion Pit, because I remembered that was the band that we were talking about that day. I finished setting up everything in front of her and said as sly as a fox would, "Okay now take off your clothes, slowly. Start by ripping off that shirt, then slide of your jeans, and lay there on your side, all sexy like."

"What the hell is going on, Paige?" She exclaimed as she panicked and took off her blindfold. She really looked more pissed than scared, but the look of anger that covered her face quickly morphed into a look of surprise. I stood in front of her looking proud and honestly full of bravado. She looked around and the look on her face matched that of a child in a candy store. After the first bit of shock, she jumped to her feet and gave me a great big hug, which I absorbed all of. After that moment of bliss, she let go and sat back down; I mimicked her motions. With wide eyes she expressed her thoughts, "I can't believe you did all this!" I pressed the play button on my iPod and the speakers filled our ears with Passion Pit's Moth's Wings. "You got everything down to the very last detail! This is so sweet!"

I took in all of her compliments childishly with thoughts like, 'Oh yeah take that, all of Emily's ex's! She loves me more! Ahahaha! That's right,' going through my head.

She caught the look I had on my face and took me in for another blissful embrace. As our bodies parted, our lips joined. It was a slow and graceful kiss, as we had nowhere to go and not a reason in the world to rush. It was intimate and it made all the caterpillars in my stomach turn into butterflies. It was those moments with her that made all the hard times worth it. Moments like those made all my regrets about my entire existence fly out the window. All those times I hated my life and hated myself washed away in that instant. Emily Fields saved me from my past, and more importantly she saved me from myself. I slowly break away from the kiss, feeling slightly breathless and dizzy. It's amazing how just a kiss; just a touch can impact someone like that. After we separated, we just sat there staring for a while before I interrupted the touching scene by joking, "Well, that was the corniest thing I have ever experienced!" She lightly slapped my arm and whined,

"I'm starving! Can we eat now before an army of ants come by and take over our territory?" I picked up a plate that was placed on the blanket and delivered it to her. We spent the following two hours eating and joking around; even occasionally feeding each other. After the lunch was over with I laughed lightly,

"I take that comment from earlier back; this was the corniest thing I've ever done." She laughed and continued the conversation,

"Speaking of corny, I was reading an article in a magazine earlier and it was saying that a way for couples to keep their relationship fresh is to tell each other something that reminds them of their significant other. You can also say something that reminds you of the relationship. Did that make any sense at all? For example, let's say food is the subject. We would both have to say what food reminds us of each other. Want to try? I know it sounds stupid, but." I interrupted her rambling,

"Anything for you, Em. And nothing you say is stupid, well except every time you state that Rudy is the best movie ever." I held a grin on my face as I teased her, "So, what should we start with? Umm, how about movie, since we are already on the topic? I'll start, okay?" She nodded and stared at me intently. "I think I choose Finding Nemo."

"I've never watched that before. Why Finding Nemo?"

"Emily Fields, a top notch swimmer, who loves Disney and Pixar, has never seen Finding Nemo? Well that's awkward, ha-ha. I suppose I choose that movie because the story is of a clown fish and his father being separated. It shows the journey that they both go on in order to find each other. They do everything they can and get into the craziest situations, but they don't care because in the end, all that matters is that Nemo's dad finds his son. It proved that if you tried hard enough and you believe, maybe the one thing you search for will be found. And best of all Ellen DeGeneres is the dad's perky side-kick! She was there for him through thick and thin. She was so determined for him to find his son. I feel as if I am Nemo's dad and you are Dori. All this time I have been on this journey to find something I lost long ago; myself. This past year I have been going through so much to find myself and no matter how difficult or annoying it was, you stuck by me. Even if you were there just as a friend or it was just the thought that you cared, you gave me the strength to continue on my voyage. I found my son, Em. You led me back to my son, and I want to thank you for that. You are the Dori to my Nemo's dad! Yeah, you're so right! This got super-corny, super-fast." She wiped an imaginary tear from her eye,

"Well, I don't have actual tears right now, but I am pretty close to it. That was beautiful, corny, but beautiful. It was cornyful, or beauticorn. That just sounded like what you would call a beautiful unicorn. Forget I even mashed those words together. Now it's my turn? When I think of you, I think of Mulan. Mulan pretended to be who she was for her father, and she faked her entire self to fit in, in order to finish the job. She was also a bamf. Hah Paige, you are one bad ass mother fucker." She winked at me and I almost completely melted. "You went through this entire journey and in the end you were discovered, but you didn't care. You still continued to be one bad ass mother fucker and found your Prince along the way. Yes baby, I am your prince and you know it! I liked your movie choice better than mine; I'm not too sure mine made much sense."

"It was perfect, like you are." At least I think it was. I got lost as I stared at her in a bit of a daze, because the sun was shining on her and she looked as if she was a glowing goddess. I started to wonder if I ever scared her in the slightest bit, because sometimes when I talked to her, it sounded like I was more obsessed with her than in love with her. "So I think we should do one more before we clean up and go." I grabbed Em's wrist and checked the time. "It's almost 5 o'clock. I gotta take you home, so you could meet up the girls. It's your turn to choose the subject babe!" She contemplated about it and came up with a particularly easy one.

"I want us to choose a song. I choose the song 'Us Against The World', by Mitchel Musso." She read out the lyrics to me as if she was speaking to me.

"Do you ever feel like me, the walls are closing in, between
Just breathe, I wait every single moment of every day
Just to see your face, why can't they just let us be
It's us against the world, I'm never letting go
Come on let's run away, just take me by the hand
We will make it, ask me once and I'll leave
Everything for you, just say the word
You'll see, you'll stay with me
Yeah we're racin' far away from here
Yeah we'll make it, we'll get there
I'm never letting go
We will make it
It's us against the world"

It gave me happy feelings to know that she thought of us like that. She looked down blushing and played with an empty plate before she stated, "Your turn P."

I pretended to ponder for a second, but I knew exactly what song I was going to use to express my feelings for her. "'So Close' by Jennette McCurdy," I say. Just to make that evening the corniest evening ever, I sang the song to her.

"You just keep tuggin', pushin', pullin'
On my little heartstrings
Got me all tied up in knots
Anytime I see your face
Oh, it brings out
It brings out the girl in me

Don't know just how you did it
But you got me real good
Hook, line and sinker like I knew you could
But you don't even notice
Boy, I wish you would

I can't help myself
I can't help but smile
Every time I see your face
And we've never met
I bet you don't know my name
Am I out of my mind?
I think that I might be going crazy
'Cause my heart is yours to have and hold or break
How'd you get to be so close, when you're so far away?

I think you might be close to perfect
Girls, you know what I mean
You got a face straight out
Of a magazine
Gotta pinch myself
To prove you ain't a dream
Oh, oh, oh

I can't help myself
Now my secret's out
I can't help but smile
Every time I see your face
And we've never met
I bet you don't know my name
Am I out of my mind?
I think that I might be going crazy
'Cause my heart is yours to have and hold or break
How'd you get to be so close, when you're so far away?

I wish you were mine, all mine
Mine, all mine
I wish you were mine, all mine
I wish you were mine

I can't help but smile
Every time I see your face
And we've never met
I bet you don't know my name
Am I out of my mind?
I think that I might be going crazy
'Cause my heart is yours to have and hold or break
How'd you get to be so close, when you're so far away?
How'd you get to be so close, when you're so far away?"

I changed the lyrics a bit so that I could sing it about her and not about some random guy. She reached over and squeezed my hand to show her appreciation. "You're the sweetest, you know that?" But she was wrong, she was really the sweetest. She was the sweetest because you'd have to be pretty amazing to stick around for Paige McCullers. Maybe she didn't know it, but I sure did.

After we finished up our little game I gathered everything and tossed it into the car and I drove her over to Spencer's house. I parked in front of Spencer's house and Emily grabbed her back from the back seat and put in on her lap. We held hands the entire ride, so she finally let go and raised her hand to my face. She caressed my cheek, "This was amazing Paige. I am so lucky to have you in my life. You recreated a memory that was so precious to us, and made it perfect. This was really a perfect date. The only thing I would change about this date is the ending. I wish I didn't have to go! I could have stayed there with you for the rest of eternity." She slid her hand behind my neck and pulled me in for another mind-blowing kiss. Every time I kiss her it's like the first time all over again. The build-up even felt like the first time, every time. We stayed in that position for almost a minute, before Emily's phone rang and we realized that it was her cue to go. She kissed me one last time on the cheek and got out of my car. I didn't say anything to her, but even if I had a chance, I wouldn't know what to say. She left me mind-boggled and speechless that night. I just drove home and tried to let the entire day sink in. It really was the perfect date.

The credits start rolling and she gets up to stretch and yawn. "That movie was awesome! I loved it! Thanks for convincing me to watch it babe! And I know what you mean now. I am your Dori, always." I turn the DVD player off and turn to a random channel where I catch a scary movie playing. She turns around to find the flick intriguing and lays back down where she was just 30 seconds ago. "Maybe I could stay just a little longer? I love scary movies!" I smile at her and rest my hand on hers and squeeze.

"Anything for you Em." I lean down and kiss her forehead, thanking god for everything he blessed me with. I relax back into the sofa and let out a long breath.