Author's Notes: Okay, first let me start by saying, yes, I know this chapter took forever to get up; the thing is, I tend to write fanon romance; my like for a specific pairing tends to be negatively proportionate to how many people have already written it, so naturally, getting up the motivation for a D/C story was kind of hard. But I've been really encouraged by all the people who are still reviewing this, asking me to continue (particularly you, Intrigued Soul ;-), and so I've decided just to bite the bullet and get it done. Hope you enjoy!

Current Interaction: Duncan and Courtney

Duncan stopped the car and froze, staring blankly out the window, a look of terror on his face.

For a long moment neither of them spoke. Then he broke the silence with a shaky voice, trying to sound cheerful.

"Well...here we are."

Courtney reached over and took his hand, squeezing it encouragingly. He looked up and saw her smiling at him in the dim light. He smiled back, but it was a twitchy, terrified smile.

"Are you ready to get out?"

"What? Yeah, of course," Duncan said, even as every muscle in his body clenched in mortal terror. "Come on, let's go."

They stepped out of the car into the cool night. Courtney shivered and allowed Duncan to help her put her coat on before the two headed for their destination.

Oh crap oh crap oh crap. What am I going to do?

The parking lot was full of people, all heading from their cars to the stadium, talking excitedly, laughing, some even singing because they wanted to be here. Duncan gulped loudly, a move that was not lost on his girlfriend.

"It'll be fine," Courtney said, squeezing his hand again. "I promise."

"Yeah? Okay. Okay, yeah, I---I---oh man, no!"

They were only a few yards from the ticket counter when Duncan froze; he brought his hands up defensively, breaking contact with Courtney, shaking his head. "No-no-no, no way, I'm sorry, Court, but I can't do this!"

"What?!" Courtney's whole face fell. "Sure you can, Duncan! Remember, we've been through this---"

"No, no, no, I don't care, I just---can't!" He took a shaky step back, trembling from the tip of his mohawk to the toes of his boots. "You can't make me!"

"But Duncan!" Courtney looked around; people were starting to stare. She lowered her voice, leaning in closer to him. "It'll be good for you!"

"No, no it won't! Fleeing from here will be good for me! Staying here, not so much!"

"Please, Duncan!"

"No! No no no no no no no---"

Suddenly Duncan felt her fingers wrap around his hand again. He looked up to see her eyes sparkling at him hopefully.

"Please? ...For me?"

For a moment Duncan couldn't breathe. Then he let out a long sigh, took in another deep breath, and nodded.

"Alright. For you. But listen!" he said, as her face broke into a smile. "If I do this, for you, then---then there's not going to be any more of this---mushy relationship crap, got that?! No more of this, 'oh, Duncan, how do I know you really love me?,' or 'why don't we ever just talk anymore?,' or any of that shit! 'Cause this" he waved his hands around at the stadium, the people, all the horror and terrible doom all around him, "this, me putting up with this---this is it, babe, this is undeniable proof of how much I love you. After this, I am in the clear of all unpleasant boyfriend responsibilities up until our first wedding anniversary, you got it?!"

Courtney rolled her eyes, but also grinned a bit. "That seems like a fair trade."

"Okay then." Duncan took one last deep breath. "Here we go, then."

They approached the ticket booth. "Two tickets, please."

"Here you go," Duncan said, trembling as he handed them over.

"Thank you, sir. Enjoy the show."

Duncan gave a jerky nod, his face ghost-white as Courtney led him away. The ticket-taker---who had been watching their whole odd conversation from his post---merely shook his head, just as a shrill woman's voice rang out through the night.

"Man. Granted she's not the best, but I've never seen anyone make such a fuss over a measly little Celine Dion concert before..."

A/N: No offense is intended towards Celine Dion or her fans, I just thought this would be a funny story to write.

Next Interaction: Duncan and Leshawna. A little LeDunca romance to make this up to all my fellow fanon fans. ;-) But be warned, D/C fans might not like this one.