Ummm chapter 50? Author in shock over here! And I have to be honest here...with you my dear readers...i'm probably no more than five chapters from finishing this verse. I know...there's a lot of loose threads. That's why I have the sequel, Wild Horses, all planned out in my mind. Plus you know..Wonderchild which is beyond epic in what we have planned alone. So the boys will not be abandoned. But I did think it fair to warn you all.

"So am I ever going to get to know exactly where I'm going or is this whole night going to be you randomly yelling turn here?" Matt teased as Kurt once again hit his arm to get him to follow a last second direction. "It's not like you're going to win at all so telling me won't ruin anything."

"Oh please. If the movie war as taught us anything, it's that I can clearly kick your ass." Kurt scoffed. "So no. Deal with it."

"I think it's taught us you are delusional because I am so the winner of movie war. Serenity's superiority speaks for itself. "

Kurt rolled his eyes and picked a piece of imaginary lint from the sleeve of his blue silk shirt. He made a mental note to thank both Quinn and Leah for convincing Matt plaid was not an option for tonight. The black jeans weren't that different than Matt's usual style but the fit? Those girls were clearly aiming to give him competition and that was all there was to it. "In light of recent revelations, I think that movie only rates so highly for you because of Nathan Fillion's hotness."

"Well it doesn't hurt."Matt teased. "And you're directing me to the middle of Harper's Point because?"

Kurt's mouth dropped open in outrage. Who had told him? If Finn had somehow managed to blow this secret, Gaga help his stepbrother tonight. "Excuse me?"

Matt shook his head laughing. "You do realize I've lived here my entire life just like you right? And I've been here a time or two in my life. Lima isn't that big Kurt."

"Whatever." Kurt crossed his arms and huffed. "You still won't be able to top this so just give up now."

"I don't think so. My plan will win on creativity and originality alone." Matt bragged as he drove slowly along the poorly lit road. Technically the park was closed when the sun set, but no one actually patrolled the area to enforce the hours of operation. Somehow Matt figured hitting a pedestrian or having a car accident wouldn't go very far in making this a positive date to remember.

"There." Kurt sat up and pointed to small section of the shoulder just ahead of them. "Park up there."

"There?" Matt questioned as he followed the directions, putting the Jeep into park. "I've seen more than a few horror movies start out this way."

"Don't worry. I'll high kick any serial killer into next week." Kurt promised as he hopped out of the car.

"Oh yes. Your mad ninja skills. How could I forget?" Matt rolled his eyes but followed Kurt anyways. He had suspicions about what Kurt had planned ever since he started to recognize where Kurt was directing him to. He was more than a little curious to see if Kurt was going to be able to actually pull this off. After all this was a public park. The idea of someone coming by and destroying whatever it was Kurt had clearly worked so hard on wasn't totally out there.

He followed Kurt down the now barely visible path. If he was remembering correctly, and Matt liked to think that he was, this was the path towards one of the wider banks that bordered what passed for a river in Lima. Not quite a stream, but not quite the Ohio either. During the summer this spot would be a popular place for teenagers and families, even though technically there was no swimming. Again, actually having people patrolling the area might lead to people following that particular rule. Matt smiled as he could start to hear the familiar babble of the water rushing over the rocks.

"Here we are. Prepare to be so impressed; your part will be destroyed in comparison." Kurt smiled as he stopped and gestured towards the bank.

For once, Kurt hadn't exaggerated. It was impressive. A blanket was set up with a nearby picnic hamper on one corner. A portable CD player, which was probably stolen from Burt given the age on the thing, sat on the other corner. If it wasn't for the obvious fire hazard of unattended candles, Matt wouldn't have been shocked to see those present either. "I'm wondering the most about how you managed to pull this off."

"My secret." Kurt smiled as he pulled Matt's hand and lead him to the blanket. "I'll never tell."

"Well obviously you had help. It's just a matter of figuring out who. They'll tell me." Matt shrugged his shoulders.

"And how do you figure that?"

"Because the odds of our friends keeping quiet about this are pretty small. I know everyone in glee club pretends to not care about gossip, but I think we're the ones keeping the slug in business."

"Did you see him today?" Kurt asked as they sat down. "That lovely broken nose was courtesy of our dear Ms. Lopez I hear."

"And he almost added a couple of broken limbs thanks to Puck and Finn." Matt smiled. "Almost makes me wish I had seen that in person."

"Same here." Kurt nodded as he hit a button on the CD player, smiling as the soft notes of the Chris Isaak CD he had borrowed from Artie started to play. So far Finn had followed his instructions to the letter, which meant he so owed Rachel a big thank you. The threat of the responsible boyfriend lecture along with the be a more romantic boyfriend lecture seemed to do the trick nicely. That would hopefully teach Finn to keep information to himself. "I hope you like chicken. It was the easiest thing to make and get out here."

"You cooked?"

"A little. Had to learn if I ever wanted to eat anything but the pizza and burgers Dad brought home after work. I love him, but it's taken years to teach him there are actually four basic food groups."

"Chicken is fine. I can barely handle soup making. Leah will be glad to tell you that. So I'm a little more impressed."

"Only a little more impressed?" Kurt exclaimed.

"Well," Matt teased as he leaned closer. Really this was just too easy. "you have to admit this is a bit of a cliché. You kept talking originality and creativity. Which by the way, my part has. So all you're doing right now is convincing me I'm so going to win this bet."

"Keep it up. I won't feed you and then what would we do?"

"I can think of a few things." Matt teased as he pulled Kurt towards him for a kiss. He had meant to be short and sweet, but apparently Kurt had other ideas. As the kiss deepened, they both found themselves lowering their bodies towards the blanket. Tangling his fingers into Kurt's hair, Matt smiled as Kurt moved to trail small pecks along his jaw line. "See? We can fill time."

"Do we have to be somewhere by a specific time?"

"Nope."

"Then I suggest we stop talking."

"Good plan."