Thank you to everyone who has read my very first story that I've shared outside of my family. I've got a decent idea for a continuation of Eliot's kiss, so I think I'll give that a try next.

Since Nate and Sophie both had sad kisses to remember, I like to imagine that their first kiss, while never replacing these memories, would provide a little bit of a better kiss memory for them. However, since that happened after my story takes place, I didn't have to write it.

Thanks for reading!

Two Years Later

They were sitting together on a park bench, waiting for the rest of the team to arrive. She was looking at him with a confused look on her face, as if she didn't understand what he was saying. "So, are we going to be on top of a building?" she asked him.

"No!" Hardison responded.

"Well, are we going to be zip lining down to it?"

"No!" he repeated a little more firmly.

"How about if we BASE jump from a nearby building? Ohhhh! Maybe we could swing from tree to tree like monkeys, or jump from a plane?" She was getting excited now.

"No, no and NO! Woman, we are going to walk. On the ground. Our feet will remain firmly planted on terra firma. We are going to take our basket and walk through the park like normal people. We will spread out a blanket on the grass and enjoy our lunch. It's a PICNIC Parker. Not a job.

She wrinkled her nose at him. It sounded kind of dull if you asked her, but Alec had been willing to go on all of her adventures over the past few weeks, so she figured that she owed him one. This boyfriend thing was really new, and he was being very patient with her. He hadn't even tried to kiss her, save for a few kisses on the forehead or the cheek.

She tried one more time, hopefully. "What if we….."

"Not everything has to be an adrenalyn rush. This is my date, and I get to decide what we do. Tomorrow is supposed to be beautiful, and we are going to have a nice and relaxing time doing something that doesn't involve rope or me almost dying!" He cut her off.

The next morning Parker woke up and looked outside. Hardison was so wrong. The sky was dark and rain was falling from the sky. It didn't look like there was an end in sight. Even if the sun did come out, she knew the ground would be much too wet to set a blanket on. She called him to see what his plan was now.

He responded confidently. "You just be at my place by 12:00pm, and leave the rest to me. I got this."

She spent the morning drawing up plans to rob the loca Albina Community Bank. Since they relocated to Portland, she had all new places to investigate. Sure, she wouldn't actually rob the place because they were the god guys now, but that was no reason to let her skills get rusty. They had a surprisingly simple set up for a modern bank, and she figured it wouldn't take her longer than 20 minutes max to do it. For a moment, she considered giving it a dry run, just for fun, but remembered that she promised Hardison that she wouldn't be late.

She showered and dressed herself, then proceded to do her hair and make up. She noticed that lately, these things had become a bit more important to her. Not that she was turning into Sophie or anything. Try as she might, she just couldn't muster up Sophie's excitement over shoes. She did make sure that she looked nice though, especially when she was going to see Hardison. She'd never really had an actual boyfriend before, and Sophie had told her that it was normal to feel that way. She didn't think that there was anything normal about it really. She wasn't sure that she liked the feelings that she had if he had to interact with other women, but she did kind of enjoy the flippy floppy butterfly feeling that she got in her stomach when she saw him, or he held her hand. Just thinking about it made her smile.

She grabbed her umbrella and headed out to his place. It wasn't very far, and normally she would have walked, but with the rain she hailed a taxi, which got her there right on time. She paid the driver and got out, taking a moment to examine his building. It would be a lot of fun to climb up the fire escape, or come down from the roof to enter through one of his windows, but she knew that he preferred her to come through the front door, so she walked in and called him to buzz her up.

When she got to his door, he was waiting for her. He took her coat and umbrella, but she wasn't sure if he was trying to be chivalrous, or just trying to keep the rain off of his floor. He took her by the hand and led her inside. He had pushed the furniture in his living room up against the walls, and had laid out a red and white checked blanket in the middle of the floor. Next to the blanket was a picnic basket, and next to that was a single red rose in a small white vase. "Ta Da!" he shouted as he gestured to what he had done.

"Wow. This is great. I'm so glad the weather turned out to be so nice," she teased him.

"I am a man of many talents, sweetheart, but controlling the weather isn't one of them." He grinned at her as he motioned for her to have a seat. "Plan B it is."

They sat on the blanket, and he began taking food out of the basket. He had real plates laid out for them to use, and he had all her favorite foods. Her stomach did that little butterfly thing and it made her giggle out loud.

"What is so funny?"

"Oh nothing. I just wondered how you knew what I liked to eat. This sandwich is exactly the way I would have gotten it."

"We've been together….well…working together for years now. You don't think I've paid attention to stuff like that?"

"I'm surprised you paid attention to me at all." She looked down at her sandwich. Sometimes she wasn't quite sure what he saw in her.

"You've got to be kidding me!" Alec responded in disbelief. "I've been paying attention to you since the first night we met on that rooftop in Boston."

He sat his food down and took her hands into his. He caught her eyes, and held their gaze. The butterflies in her stomach were working overtime with their flipping and flopping. "Parker, I wish you could see yourself the way I see you. You are beautiful, smart, funny, and fearless. Sure, you are a little crazy. Okay, a lot crazy, but I like crazy, and I like you."

He bent down to kiss her on the forehead, and she moved up quickly to capture his lips instead. He jerked back a little bit, startled, but she threw her arms around his neck and pulled him down to her tightly. She felt him relax as their tongues swirled around each other and he brought his hand up to her cheek, before tangling it in her hair.

After a few minutes, they pulled back from each other.

"That was nice," he stammered as he rested his forehead on hers.

"What? It's not like we've never kissed before on a job!"

"Well, yeah, but we aren't on a job right now, are we?"

She smiled at him. "No, I guess we aren't, and I really liked it too." She laughed and added, "At least now I know what Sophie meant with all that kissing talk a few years ago."

He looked at her confused briefly, before she pounced on him, pressing her lips against his again, and pushing him down on the blanket.