A/N: Again, I find myself having brain farts while studying. So I'm writing this to help relieve myself. Was this inspired by an episode of Phineas and Ferb? Maybe just a little, but I have little brothers so don't blame me! Anyway, I got to thinking—if Maddy ever asked Mark what he liked about her, what would he say? Here you go! It's a bit short, hope you don't mind—I've got tons of studying left to do. Please rate and subscribe…I mean…read and review…

Chapter 21: 8th World Wonder

Song: 8th World Wonder

Artist: Kimberley Locke

Summary: What does Mark like about Maddy?

Woke up early this morning, made my coffee like I always do. Then it hit me from nowhere, everything I feel about me and you…

Mark held Maddy's hand as they strolled in and out of the pathways that wound through Terra Nova. The warm afternoon sun beat lazily down on them and they weren't going anywhere in particular. They were just walking, soaking up the light. And talking.

"Mark?" Maddy asked, turning to look at him. He was still grinning from whatever she had said before—she couldn't remember.

"Yeah?"

Maddy paused. She had wanted to ask this question for a while. It had been gnawing away at her, ever since she had read a romance novel. She knew Mark liked her—he even said he loved her—but she had to wonder: what was it about her that he really loved? She had struggled with self-esteem issues before, but that was no longer a problem. Mark never ceased to make her feel like the most special girl on Earth—future or past. It was more her own curiosity than anything else.

She knew what she loved about Mark. She loved his eyes, like deep, blue pools. She loved how safe he made her feel when he held her tight. She liked his dark hair, cropped short—it made him look rugged. She loved how polite he was—like something out of a Shakespearean play, only without the tragedy and all the dying. She especially loved how he made her feel—wanted, loved, sought after. He was protective of her, he wouldn't let anything else touch her. He waited for her when she went off on a rant or a ramble. And he treated her like a queen whenever they were together.

So she knew what she loved about Mark. But she needed to know what Mark loved about her.

"Mark, you love me, right?"

He glanced at her now, wondering what this was leading to. "Of course I love you, Maddy."

"What do you love about me?" She asked.

He paused. What was it that he loved about her? Everything.

The way you kiss me crazy, baby you're so amazing…

"What do you mean?"

"I mean, what is it that you love. There's got to be something…"

"Maddy, I love everything about you…"

"Oh come on, Mark! There's got to be something specific that you love about me."

"Maddy…" he struggled to isolate a single trait that shined above the rest.

Her hair, that was one thing. It was long, dark, flowing, curling a bit at the tips. Her eyes, a deep, hypnotizing brown. Her skin, perfectly tanned thanks to her partially-Indian heritage. He loved her lips, so soft and sweet. And he loved holding her in his arms, feeling her there beside him.

Aside from the physical, there was much to love in Maddy's personality. Her intelligence was, of course, the most apparent. She knew just about everything anyone could ever hope to know. A walking encyclopedia. And then there was her rambling. She hadn't rambled in a while, but he loved it when she did. She was down-to-earth, unafraid to get her hands a little dirty while doing research. She was incredibly modest, deflecting his compliments to the point that it nearly drove him insane. And she was infinitely compassionate—always ready to lend an ear or a hand when someone needed it.

He turned back to her, realizing that she was still waiting expectantly. "I love…everything about you, Maddy. You're beautiful, intelligent, caring, loving…" He noticed her start to blush. "You're…captivating." That was the word for her—captivating. "You captivate me." He leaned down and kissed her softly for emphasis. He pulled back. "That's what I love about you."

Seven days and seven nights of thunder. The water's rising and I'm slipping under. I think I fell in love with the eighth world wonder…

A/N: Yes, it was pretty short but I can't just spend all my time writing—I've got exams to finish studying for! That was a nice break from reality, though. Please leave a review! Remember: 100 reviews earns a special surprise! (I did NOT mean that to sound so creepy…)

PS: The doc upload feature is being mean to me and won't allow me to upload new documents. I'm not at my capacity so it isn't that...I've been forced to delete old text from another file and copy/paste this writing in. Anyone with knowledge on what the hell is going on, please get in touch with me. Pretty please?