AN: Sometime shortly after Blue Christmas.

"So why exactly am I here?"

Zoe sighs as Wade pesters her further, he's been getting on her nerves for the last ten minutes and she's about to lose it.

"I told you already, I agreed to drive Magnolia to the Taylor Swift concert and wait in the car for her."

"Right, but why am I here?"

"To keep me company."

"And when did I agree to this?"

She looks over at him and he's still tapping the steering wheel like an impatient five year old, "It's part of your duty as my boyfriend."

He grins a bit, as if he likes the sound of the word even though he's a bit annoyed with some of the requirements, including being a chauffeur to a fifteen year old. She can't help but smile a bit herself, forgetting just why she was so irritated with him in the first place.

"Fine. But why do we have to sit in the car. Let's go do something."

That's why.

"I told you. We have to wait in the car for her and her friend."

"Why?"

"Because that's the agreement I made with her."

"Is Brick blackmailing you or something?"

"No, I wanted your basket and this was the only way she would give it up."

"Well if you had just bid earlier-"

"Oh my god, I've told you a hundred times I did bid but Dash didn't hear me."

"Doesn't really matter, the date sucked anyways."

She hits him across the arm and he flinches but lets out a laugh, "And I've told you a hundred times I'm sorry for that,"

He puts up his hands in a gesture of surrender but she turns away from him, crossing her arms and sulking. One of the reasons that she hated when Wade brought it up is because it makes her feel so so guilty and stupid, things had worked out though...

Sometimes she worries that they are never going to work out long term; she would get frustrated with him and he bored with her, tired of her constant bossiness and neurotic nature.

They sit in silence for a bit and Wade is still tapping the steering wheel when she snaps, "Will you please stop that."

He sighs and runs a hand through his hair before opening his car door, she swivels quickly too look at him, "Come on, get outta the car Doc."

She knows Wade is frustrated with her and that she should give a little, but she's stubborn.

"No, I told Magnolia-"

"We will be back before the concert ends and if we're not she knows where the car is. Plus I'm not sitting in this car for two hours cause a teenager said so."

Zoe rolls her eyes but acknowledges the truth in his argument so she opens her car door as well and gets out joining him at hood of the car.

"Now Doc, you're going to sit your pretty lil' behind right on the hood and I'll be back in a sec."

"You're leaving me?" She exclaims and she can hear the whine in her voice.

"Just be patient, I'll be right back."

For some reason she listens to him, its hot out and she's had to listen to two fifteen year olds shriek and gossip for the hour car ride and she feels all the stubbornness drain out of her.

He does come right back, armed with two sodas and a bag of popcorn, she can't help but smile.

Wade places the food on the hood next to her and reaches into his car turning on the radio, a lazy country tune starts to play and he nods appreciatively, before joining her on the car.

"Is it-"

"Yours is diet Coke, Doc."

She leans over and places a kiss on his cheek, its still covered in stubble and she doesn't mind that he often forgets to shave.

He turns before she can fully lean back and kisses her on the mouth.

"Hmm- thank you."

"My pleasure."

As she leans back on the hood and sips at her drink, all the while taking in Wade with his tanned skin, lazy smile and aviators perched on his noise she forgets why she was irritated with him in the first place. He has a habit of doing that, they fought often, bickered always but somehow for better or worse they always managed to figure it out. He got her, which is what has surprised Zoe the most. Wade understood her, her quirks and motivations and he went with it. That meant a lot. Even when she was being entirely unreasonable and bratty, like now, he was there and always made it better. That meant a lot too. Sometimes she pushed people too see how much they actually cared about her, to see if they'd run- Wade never did. Usually he pushed back.

"You're too good for me." She says casually, taking a sip from her straw it doesn't fell like she's admitting anything, simply telling the plain old simple truth.

She sees his eyebrows raise above his sunglasses, and she has no idea whats he thinking and wishes he'd take the damn sunglasses off so she could read him.

"Huh."

"Huh what?"

"I always thought the same thing about you."

"Huh." She replies, a little taken aback.

"Huh." He mimics and grins, reaches his hand into the popcorn bag and tosses a few kernels at her playfully.

"Wade."

She's not good at this, being in a relationship, he isn't either; so maybe that's why its working, they're growing and learning together.

"Don't over think it Doc."

She huffs and throws popcorn back at him, "Shut up."

He takes a drink and shoves a hand full of popcorn into his mouth, chewing thoughtfully, "I think that regardless of who thinks who is too good for whoever, it doesn't matter cause we're together."

"But Wade, it could matter, it could come up later and-"

He seems a little exasperated but he offers her a grin, " Listen I don't think it matters, I think we are good for each other, and most certainly not right for anybody else."

"But-"

"And if it comes up later we deal with it than. Honestly though Doc, we're great together."

She grins widely and leans her head on his shoulder, "We are aren't we?"

He nods and places a kiss to her hairline. "Yes m'am."

"Don't call me m'am."

He laughs and she does too.

They're both wrong Zoe realizes later that night, they're extraordinary together.