AN: Thanks to every-one who stuck around for this. It's been a really rough year and life kicked my ass for most of it but I'm fighting back now. I had hoped to get a bit ahead of myself so that i could post regularly but I'm still working on that and felt like those who believed in me deserved this update asap. Thanks for all the amazing reviews, please keep them coming they mean alot and they do keep me going.

Un-beta'd as yet so bear with me.

Zoe glanced at the clock for the eighth time in ten minutes. Still five minutes before Wade was supposed to pick her up. She had already rearranged and stacked her magazines on the coffee table twice, checked her emails, made the bed (again) and changed what she was wearing three times.

She was just considering changing into the first outfit again when there was a knock on the door frame. Zoe bolted of the sofa and hastily smoothed down her outfit. She had finally decided on a pair of capri skinny jeans, with flat roman sandals, and a light, loose, patterned sleeveless shirt tied at her waist. Grabbing her bag off the coffee table in front of her she tried not to race to the door.

Wade opened the screen door outwards as Zoe opened the main door inwards. For a moment they both just smiled at each other.

"Hey." Zoe said softly as she stepped forward and took his hand before leaning up to kiss him softly. As she withdrew, Wade leaned forward, following her slightly, unwilling to have the kiss end.

"Hey yourself." Wade replied after he got his breath back. "You look amazing. You all set to go?"

"Mmm hum" Zoe nodded, biting on her lip and letting Wade pull her outside into the evening sun.

"So are you going to tell me where we're going?" Zoe asked, trying to resist the urge to swing their entwined hands between them like she was a little girl. Her smile was practically splitting her cheeks. They weren't even doing anything yet. Just walking around the lake.

"Hell no Doc, that'll ruin the surprise." Wade said with his patent cheeky smirk, but as he said it he raised their hands up close to their chins, twisted at the elbows, which pulled them closer together, and leaned in to kiss her temple, "We're almost there anyway?"

Zoe closed her eyes briefly, as his lips brushed her hair at her temple. Then slowed leaning a bit away from him as she registered what he said. "What do you mean we're almost there? We haven't even gone anywhere yet! We're still on the plantation!"

"Well it just so happens some of the prettiest views in all of Bluebell are right here. And I'm looking at one right now." Wade said, still smiling at her.

Zoe raised an eyebrow and stared at him incredulously. "Did you really just say that? Is that one of your church social lines? I hope you aren't using them on me! I am not one of those girls that swarms around you like an open pot of jelly, you hear me Wade?"

Wade laughed as he put his hands on both of Zoe's shoulders and turned her around to face the lake.

"I hear ya, and we're here." In front of Zoe was a short sturdy dock, at the side of which was tied a very sweet blue fishing boat, Zoe moved forward unconsciously, studying the boat from stem to stern.

"Is this yours?" Zoe asked turning back towards Wade. Her previous bad temper fizzled out sharply.

"Yup," Wade nodded, stuffing his hands in the pockets of his khaki's, as he strolled toward her. "Good old Hopelessly Devoted. Momma was a big old ONJ fan."

"Who?" Zoe asked looking confused. Wade laughed again.

"Olivia Newton John? Grease?" Recognition dawned in Zoe's eyes as her face took on a wistful gleam. "Crazy Earl took her on a special trip on their anniversary one year to see the musical up in Montgomery, She swore it was the best memory of her life. Next to getting married and blessing the world with yours truly a'course." Wade smirked.

"So ya getting in or what?" Wade asked arms spread towards the boat.

"Umm?" Zoe hesitated, "How exactly do I go about doing that?" she shrugged.

"Come on." Wade stepped down into the boat, easily keeping his balance as it rocked slightly, and reached up to lift Zoe round the waist down into the boat. As usual, having Wade's hands on her body left Zoe a little breathless, this was more than that. The sheer masculinity of Wade manhandling her in such a delicate way, so effortlessly, it made her feel more dainty and feminine that usual. Not to mention it was just plain hot to know the guy you're with could easily scoop you up and run away with you.

Wade hadn't noticed Zoe's preoccupation as he was busy getting the boat ready to go, untying from the dock and lightly pushing off. Moving towards the small motor.

"You gona sit down or you feel like standing when this thing gets moving?" Wade gestured towards the low cushion on the bench at the bow of the boat. Zoe carefully sat down and got comfy.

"I'm guessing the cushion isn't a standard feature." She smiled leaning back on her elbows to watch Wade pull the rip cord and get the small motor and moving them out towards the middle of the lake. She wasn't sure where they were going but it was definitely an adventure so far.

"Nah, not much need for cushions on a fishing boat Doc." Wade smirked as he shut off the motor.

"Oh no. no no no no no!" Zoe sat bolt upright as Wade uncovered what were very obviously fishing poles. "Seriously? We're fishing?"

"Well, have you ever done it before?" Wade asked with an arched brow.

"Noooo." Zoe exhaled, looking doubtful.

"Then don't knock it till ya tried it. Come on over here." Wade beckoned her over to the seat in the centre, beside him. "I figured you wouldn't want to be dealing with bait. So we're sticking to fly fishing. There are loads of fish here so it shouldn't take too long. Wade gently and effortlessly flicked his line out across the water on his side of the boat. Then he turned toward Zoe. "Your turn. Give it a try. Long swing of the arm, gentle flick of the wrist. Kinda like bowling." He handed the second rod off to Zoe expectantly. "No one out here to see you but me Doc, so if you make a fool of yourself no-ones gona care"

"Ha ha very funny. Gimme that blasted thing" Zoe jerked the rod off Wade and wound the real in like she had seen him do. Attached the fly he held out to her. Then hesitantly waved the rod carefully, and flick. Not quite as graceful and effortless as Wade's cast off but still pretty respectable for a city girl who had never even thought about fishing before. "Now what?"

"Now, we wait, we watch and we talk I guess." Wade suddenly looked kinda uncomfortable sitting in front of her, rubbing his palms up and down on the legs of his khaki's. "So…. How was your day? Any new patients?" Wade reached behind him into a cooler to pull out two beers and handed one off to Zoe as he popped the caps off.

"Little Jeremy Coulter and his mom have joined the ranks," Zoe grinned and clinked her beer bottle against Wade's in a little toast, "other than that my only other excitement today was having lunch with … Lemon."

"Spwoosh!" Wade spat out the beer he had been drinking, and coughed, "What?"

Zoe grinned, thankful he had turned his head and hadn't spat bear all over her "I had lunch with Lemon. It's the second step in our truce. It went quite well I think."

Wade shook his head and wiped his chin on the back of his hand. "You have a truce with Lemon? When did this happen? What did I miss?"

Zoe hesitated, and fiddled with the beer bottle he had handed her. "After we talked the other night, when you asked me to drinks, I really wanted to say yes right away. I really did, but like I said, I didn't want this to just be about sex, I hoped it would be something real. And for that to happen, I had to sort a few things out. I had to accept the possibility of staying in Bluebell, and for that to happen, I had to start acting like a grown up. So I went to talk to Lemon. We agreed to try and get past the animosity that has been brewing since I got here. We established that I was not, in fact, out to steal George. That was the first step." Wade was staring and it was making Zoe feel more nervous. So she rushed on, "Today we had lunch. It was a bit awkward at first, but I think I've found Lemon's Achilles heel. Gossip! So I told her we were going on a date. And it was quite fun after that."

Wade arched an eyebrow, and set his beer to the off to the side. "So let me get this straight," he leaned closer, "You are attempting to make friends with your arch nemesis?" he tucked a stray piece of hair behind Zoe's ear, "So that its easier for you to stay here, and so we can have a real relationship?" Zoe bit her lip and nodded, as Wade's hand curved around her neck. "Damn, just when I thought you couldn't possibly get any hotter!" Wade proceeded to kiss her senseless.

Suddenly there was a splash, and they broke apart to see a fish fighting and twitching at the of Zoe's line. "What do I do?" Zoe shrieked grabbing the pole.

"Just reel it in slowly." Wade moved behind Zoe carefully in the small boat, wrapped his arms around her to help her. "That's it, nice and slow." Together they pulled in the struggling fish.

"We did it!" Zoe exclaimed as she turned and clumsily hugged Wade as the boat rocked under them, and the fish twitched on the end of the line. "Now what?" Zoe turned to look at the still fidgeting fish.

"Now, we eat." Wade unhooked the little fish, and dropped it in the cooler full of ice. Then tucked in the fishing rods and turned on the motor again, as Zoe sat down, the boat weaved its way towards a small beach. After driving the boat up on the shore a ways, Wade scooped Zoe out and onto the sand.

AN: OK folks, I know nothing about fishing. Little, about boating, and nothing about camping. So just forgive me if here are any glaring issues. If there are and they really bother you, and you're very nice about it when you tell me…. I may change/fix it. But only if you're Very nice. Oops, camping is in part 2 Aww well there's a teaser for you.