Correy sat at the library table, textbooks and manuals opened up in a splay around him. A pen in hand, his head held up by the hand that wasn't busy writing. And when he wasn't writing, he had the end of the pen at his lips, tap tap tapping. "Hmmm..." and with an expression that said he had a light bulb over his head, he began to write once again. Jon had asked around and been told where Correy could be found. It brought a heartfelt smile to his face to know Correy was working things out and making a life for himself. Even though they were no longer lovers, there was a special place in Jon's heart for Correy and there always would be, perhaps more than for any other of his cousins. He entered the library quietly, spying his young cousin there at the table, watching him quietly a moment with a warm, affectionate smile on his face. The school's library wasn't that big, so when the door opened and a cool breeze blew in with the scent of Jon's cologne was on it, Correy looked up and smiled widely. "Well, well," he chuckled, rising from his chair. "If it isn't the monkey's uncle," Pushing his chair in, he walked towards Jon, with every intention of hugging his cousin. The bond and love they shared for each other shone in bright blue eyes. "I hear congratulations are in order," murmured as he enveloped Jon into a Correy special bear hug. Jon laughed. "I might be an uncle, but not to a monkey." Jon welcomed and returned the hug, not worrying about whether it was a manly thing to do or not. Correy knew him better than most anyone, other than Vicki, and he didn't have to worry about keeping up appearances with him. He could just be himself. "Yeah, not jealous are you?" "Of course I am," he quipped and stepped out of the hug. "And incredibly angry with you," His expression belied his statements, as well as the grin in his voice. "How dare you not tell me first?" His brows rose as he teased his best friend. "So when do I suit up with the tux and tails" Better yet, when do I get to plan the bachelor party of all bachelor parties" It's going to be epic!" Jon chuckled as Correy dove right into the role of groomsmen even before he had a chance to ask. "How do you know I'm going to ask you?" he teased, blue eyes dancing with amusement, a good-natured smirk on his face. He looked and for the record, felt happier than he could ever remember. "Because I am a lot more fun than our other cousins and you don't have very many guy friends." Correy answered confidently. He stepped back, and led the way back to the table with his books. "And I've got the connections to give you the very best party. So I'm a natural choice!" Jon's smile faded momentarily when Correy reminded him how few friends he had - at least, those of the male persuasion. Straight ones, anyway. "Just don't get me in any trouble with the bride!" he warned as he followed Correy to a table. "Hey, I'm going to provide the temptation. It's on you whether you get yourself in trouble." Correy laughed and plopped back down into his seat. "So..." he cleared a book or two out of the way and leaned back. "Tell me about it. How'd you ask and stuff?" He took a seat across from Correy, the smile spreading across his face again at the memory of his proposal. "I took her to Venice. I wasn't gonna pop the question there, but it just happened. Then when we got back, I did it again at the theater, Shakespeare style."

"Ohmygosh, a honeymoon!" he exclaimed. "I already took her to Venice. How am I supposed to top that?" Correy chuckled at how easy it was to take Jon from one worry to the other. "You'll think of something, I'm sure. Venice was romantic, now try something fun..." Correy thought for a moment and snapped his fingers. "Talladega!" Jon made a face. "Talladega! Do I look like a NASCAR fan to you? No, it has to be somewhere romantic. Sunsets, long walks on the beach, that sort of thing." Correy giggled and shook his head. "Ok, ok, how about Maui" It's gorgeous and not nearly as crowded as Honolulu. Or maybe a cruise on what?s his name's boat' You know, Caro's beau?" Jon frowned, not really liking either of those ideas for one reason or another, but he was confident it would come to him sooner or later. "I'll think of something. The wedding isn't until fall. I have time." "So, how are you and what?s his name again? Kenny' How are you and Kenny doing?" Correy nodded, the fall was a long way off. Another idea hit him for a romantic getaway but he kept it to himself. Maybe he and Kenny would be utilizing the idea someday. And then Kenny was mentioned and Correy got a dreamy look on his face. "We're doing great. He's so..." Correy laughed and shook his head. "I don't know how to describe it Jon. He doesn't say he loves me, but every time we're together he does these amazing things that tell me." His eyes narrowed and he leaned forwards a little. "Does that sound weird?" Jon smiled a little wistfully, feeling much the same way about Vicki, but remembering how it had once been with Correy. There was a sweet sadness to that memory, even though he remembered very little of it. "No, it doesn't sound weird. Were we like that once?" Correy hadn't wanted to go down that memory lane. Part of it was still healing and it ached just a bit more than he let on. He gave a rueful smile and shook his head. "Oh hell no. When we first started, we couldn't get off of each other. And the entire world knew exactly how we felt. We told everybody as loudly as we could." Correy glanced away for a moment, his conscience still bugging him about how his relationship with Jon had hurt Rori and Kaylee. Jon could almost sense that something was wrong, something was bothering his younger cousin, and probably something he didn't even remember. Despite everything that had happened, Jon still cared for him and he reached out to touch Correy's arm and pull him out of his thoughts. "What's wrong?" Correy looked at Jon the moment he was touched and he smiled again. "It's just that although we were happy, we hurt people in the process. People important to us. And..." he inhaled deeply and considered not continuing. But it had to come out. "It's just that sometimes I still miss what we had, that's all. You were my first, in a lot of ways. So yeah. But I don't dwell on it. Kenny's wonderful and I'm crazy about him. He's helping me in a lot of ways that he probably has no idea that he's helping me. And....I'm babbling. But you get the point. Right?"

"If you go to Scotland, you might have us tagging along so Kenny can go to Ireland. Besides, isn't it cold there" Hawaii's good, anytime but I'd stick to Maui. Hawaii has too many people in it." He looked at Jon and laughed. "Start writing down your ideas!" "Oh!" Jon blinked, snatching up the pen and paper. He knew he'd have to consult with Vicki about the list, but at least, it was a start. He scribbled down a few of his ideas, tapping the pencil against his chin then as he considered further. "What's the most romantic place on Earth?" he asked, glancing at Correy. Correy sat back with a grin, his hands coming to rest behind his head, fingers interlaced. "Who says it has to be Earth' I've heard of other planets out there that put the Earth to shame. This one guy told me about a place called Naia where the trees and grass change color depending on what time of day it was. And there are no big cities for people to tear it all apart." "Naia?" Jon echoed. "I've never heard of it." He considered a moment before adding that to the ever-growing list of possibilities. "Where would you go if you were me?" "If I were you?" Correy laughed with a shake of his head. "Anywhere the crowds aren't. You may not remember what it was like in New York City but when you got mobbed, it was the most terrifying thing I've ever seen." He arched a brow at that, having read about the incident in his journal but not remembering it. Despite or maybe because of being a celebrity, he wasn't too fond of crowds and only tolerated them as was necessary. "Good point. No crowds." "That's why I think maybe Maui or even Belize. I read about Belize and the pictures are pretty cool." He gave a nod and waited for Jon to start writing again. Jon nodded his head silently and scribbled down those suggestions, adding a few of his own. "Tahiti," he suggested, another coming to mind, a light bulb going on in his head. "What about Fiji?" "Fiji sounds great! Are you sure there's a portal there" Can we pay somebody to make one?" He looked over at Jon again and grinned. "Or you could really screw with people's heads and stay on Avalon, right in the harbor." Jon chuckled. "The portal goes everywhere, Corr. You just have to know how to use it." He hadn't considered Avalon and there was another place to add to the list, which was getting lengthier than he had anticipated. "Ok, I think that's enough brainstorming for now." Correy put his hand in the middle of the pad and looked up at Jon with big blue eyes. "And you still haven't asked, you know." Jon's attention was drawn back to Correy's face when he laid a hand against the pad, and Jon set the pen aside to look up at him, a small smile curling his lips. "Would you do me the honor of being one of my groomsmen, Corr?"