A/N: this has been in the works for a while, but McDuffie totally set me on it.

Maik wrote:
2)Will Gwen ever get a car?

McDuffie wrote:
2) She really wants one.

Disclaimer: nothing is mine

Her phone buzzed in her pocket. It buzzed again. So it wasn't just a text. It was actually someone calling her. Gwen grabbed it out of her pocket and checked the number. The garage. Kevin. Her heart gave an extra little flutter in her chest. "Hello?"

"Hey, I'm gunna be over to pick you up in, like, three minutes, 'kay? 'kay, bye!" Kevin hung up quickly after he had answered. The line was dead only ten seconds later, the machine starting to announce how to make another call.

The redhead jammed the phone back in her pocket. What was with that? Quick answer, say that he was randomly picking her up, then answer his own question and randomly hang up? That was the way Kevin did things sometimes, but that was a little too strange for her liking.

He was Kevin. Yes, that gave him the right to be strange and unstable and quirky and weird and do a lot of things he shouldn't, but that? Hanging up on her without any explanation? That was one thing she didn't want. She hated it when Kevin did that. Absolutely hated it.

The car came bolting around the corner, nearly coming up and cutting the curb, Kevin driving like a maniac.

She waved to him, still a bit peeved, but now that her heart was beating about a thousand times each second with him coming, she couldn't help but smile. Gwen loved him, even the strange and quirky parts.

He leaned over, stretching against the nylon seatbelts, trying to get the door open. His fingers groped for the door's handle, working to open it from the inside, unsuccessfully.

Gwen reached down, her fingers touched the cool handle, and she opened the door easily compared to Kevin's struggling. "Hey," she said softly. She flipped her hair out of her eyes to see his totally giddy smile. Which was very un-Kevin of him. A giddy smile? Since when? Since when had Kevin ever been freaking giddy?

Kevin just twined his fingers with hers over the console of the car and then stretched his neck so that he could kiss her real hard, letting his lips dance against hers. She responded immediately, letting her tongue flick out to touch his kiss. Her hands found their way around his neck and her fingers latched together, creating a wall so that her ebony haired boyfriend couldn't break away from her. He found a way to get his fingers all tangled up in her luscious fiery red hair.

Then he pulled away, breaking apart her fingers. "Come on. We gotta get going." Kevin put the car back into gear and got the engine rumbling like a wildcat once more. Then he got it to shoot out of the parking space, heading back to the garage.

"Where are we going exactly?" Gwen dared to ask, wondering why he seemed so… so… There wasn't really a word to describe it. Just… ecstatic. He was like a six year old with a bunch of packets of straight up sugar! Too much energy and no way to vent it fast enough.

"Garage." His reply was short as he sucked in a breath and whipped the wheel quickly so that the car went up the curb and landed back down even harder with the sound of an axel nearly breaking.

"Kevin, you drive like Ben!"

He gave her his pouty face before whipping around yet another corner, this time making Gwen hold on for her life. "How can you insult my driving that way?"

"YOU'RE CRAZY!"

Kevin paused. "Good point." He turned the wheel sharply, the corner being cut again and an old lady nearly getting hit and then thrown up the hood and then shot off the trunk of the car. Good thing Kevin had great control on the car.

The garage was now in sight. Out front sat-

Gwen squealed with delight when she saw the giant ribbon on it that read "Do Not Touch. For Gwen."

It was a bright cherry red Kia Soul. She stared at it with a passion, the ecstasy reflecting in her eyes. "Kevin…"

"Yeah, I built it for you, babe." He kissed her once more, this time short and sweet instead of like before. "I found the plans on the internet after five hours of searching and then worked for days to find the right parts and then the hull took almost two weeks to track down."

She just stared at him before just wrapping her arms around his neck and kissing him. When she pulled away, she found him smiling once more. "God, Kevin, I cannot believe you did that…" Gwen looked back at the car's sparkling cherry red paint job. "You're so stupid. You don't have to do something so stupid and build my entire car from scratch!"

"Well, I built Ben's from scratch and I don't even like him, so why just stop there? I got nothing better to do in the garage and I love you too much to even think about not building it for you from scratch." Kevin's arms curled around her waist. "You know that you deserve this and that I wasn't going to be a moron and just get all the parts for it and give it to some other moron to build it! Now where's the sentimental value in that?"

Gwen's smile widened. "Kevin, I'm so proud. You used a big word!"

He nodded and kissed her again. "I try as hard as I can to be good enough for you."

"And I try as hard as I can to be good enough for you," Gwen sighed, trying to bury her face in his broad and strong chiseled chest. That way his warmth would envelope her and she would become drunk off his musky oil and garage smell and he would be able to rest his chin on top of her head and she would be able to love him even more, even after driving like a total crazybox.

"Meet ya halfway," he chuckled with a devilish grin.

The red haired girl got her head to rest on his shoulder. "Deal."

He pulled his hands from her scarlet hair. "Come on. Give it a test drive, Gwen."

She smiled and moved so that she wasn't twined into his body and so that they were no longer melted to be one person. "Let's go."

Kevin opened his own door and hauled himself out of the driver's seat.

The redhead darted out the passenger side door and towards her new car. It looked like it glittered in the bright sunlight. "Kevin, it's so pretty."

"Just like you." He pulled the ribbon off so that it wasn't totally blocking the windshield and the view of the road. Kevin tossed it into the garage before watching Gwen run her fingers over the glowing crimson hood. His obsidian eyes followed her as she made her way to the driver's side door and opened it wide, taking in the sight of the warm leather seats that had been baking in the sunlight for the past hour.

And he knew she loved it.

A/N: ah. I just love that car and it looked kinda perfect for Gwen. Thanks to McDuffie for finally getting me to write this down! (even though I hate a whole lot of his work!) REVIEW!

~Sky