"Come What May" – Part 13

Summary and additional notes in part 1.

Author's Note: Final chapter! Thanks for following this story. More Fadam fics to come, I promise.

Disclaimer: I do NOT own Degrassi.

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"Mom, dad, I'm heading out!" he yelled as he ran down the stairs.

He was almost past the foyer when he heard, "Hold on," from the den. He sighed and backed up.

His mother walked towards him. "Adam," she started. She paused to give him a once over. "You're dressed up," she noted.

Adam shrugged. "I'm taking Fiona to dinner."

Audra kept her face blank. He had to admit, his mother had a good poker face. Still he could sense that she was displeased. "Shouldn't she be paying? Why would you want to spend your whole allowance on one meal? We all know she can afford it."

Ah, yes. There was the snippy remark he was expecting. Harping about money was one of his mother's favorite topics. They weren't poor by any means, but the Torres family was middle class. Fiona's family wealth was yet another reason for his mom to dislike her.

Adam took a deep breath. After arguing with Bianca, he wasn't going to get riled up again. "I'll be back by 10:30," he said skillfully sideswiping the question.

Audra narrowed her eyes. "Adam, you should be back no later than 10PM. Is that understood?"

He audibly sighed. "Okay, mom."

With that he turned away from her and headed out the door with a smile on his face. He always rounded up when negotiating curfew.

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Dinner had been a success. Adam impressed Fiona with a chef's special roll. The service had been wonderful and prompt. At the end of the night the bill was heavier than he would have liked, but he insisted on picking up the tab. They had spoke of grabbing ice cream for dessert but when dinner ended they elected to head back to her condo. When they arrived, they hadn't it made it further than the couch.

Adam was fully immersed in this moment. All that mattered was her and feel of her in his arms. It was way better than any dessert could possibly be. He leaned forward as they kissed, moving them from an upright to a reclining position on the couch. Fiona moaned into her boyfriend's mouth as his hand slid up her thigh. Things were quickly getting heated. She pulled away.

"Do we have time?" she questioned.

Adam stared back at her with lust filled eyes. He glanced at the clock. It was ten past 9. "If we're quick?" he said with hopeful tone.

She wanted to, but if they overshot the time it would mean trouble. Tomorrow he and his dad were going to talk with his mom about letting him stay in New York City for the summer. If he missed curfew his chances would be next to none.

"I don't want you to be late, Adam," Fiona said solemnly.

He struggled to hide his disappointment. "Right," he affirmed.

"Hey, look at me," she said softly. He looked up and met her eyes. "I'm disappointed too," she acknowledged. "But, if you're able to come to New York we'll have plenty of time and opportunity to be together."

Adam raised an eyebrow. "What about your parents?" He assumed living under their roof meant they wouldn't fool around. While it wouldn't be easy, he was fine with that. His main concern was being around her.

Fiona laughed. "They won't be there every day. My dad works a lot and my mom keeps busy with charities and committees," she told him. "However, they already know."

"They do?" Adam questioned alarmed.

Fiona looked at him amused. "They're not in denial. They know that we're in a serious relationship and my mom saw us the morning after you stayed over." She and her mom had a long talk about it. "It should be fine, as long as we're discreet."

Adam took a moment to process what she said. His mother was a long way off from acknowledging that he and Drew were sexually active. If the situation was reversed, she would never be okay with a girlfriend staying over. He hesitantly asked, "Are they still okay with me visiting?"

"They didn't kick Holly J out," she reminded him. "You're invitation still stands."

She smiled at him and Adam visibly relaxed. He understood that he and Fiona had different backgrounds, but there were times he was shocked at how different their families were.

The Coynes had raised their children to be independent world citizens and used a hands off parenting style that stressed open communication. The Torres' had a much different approach.

His mother was very hands on and kept her children on a short leash. His stepfather was much more relaxed and helped to diffuse tension when his wife got too high strung. Still, there was very little he and his brother were able to get away with. On the up side discipline had provided structure. However, the larger problem was that his mother's controlling ways were stifling, especially when it came to self-expression. Both he and Drew were always struggling against the vision of who their mother wanted to them to be. The clashes were taxing and tiring for all parties.

Fiona glanced at the clock. They had about twenty minutes before Adam needed to head home. She leaned close to him and whispered in his ear.

"You know what's nearly as fun?" she asked.

He turned to her intrigued. She paused to build suspense. "And that is?" he finally asked.

She jumped up. "Karaoke Superstar!" she laughed.

Adam stood up, laughing as well. "You say that now, but you're going down," he teased.

"We get to pick songs for each other," she told him.

He grinned at her. "That doesn't faze me one bit!"

As they set up the game he looked over at Fiona and smiled. This was easy. Spending time together felt comfortable and right. He loved this girl so much and was overjoyed that she felt the same way.

"Okay," Fiona said and clapped her hands together. "For you, I'm picking 'Rock Star' by Smash Mouth!" She grinned at him. She always loved that song. It was so fun and upbeat.

Adam caught her gaze and smiled broadly. "I love you."

A feeling of warmth and joy washed over her. No matter what obstacles they faced, it was small in comparison to how they fit together. She walked over to him and wrapped her arms around his neck.

"I love you too, Adam Torres," she told him. She then gently pressed her lips to his.

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A/N: I'm going to end it here. Thanks for reading!

I've got other stories coming in this story-verse. Am writing some set during Junior year and maybe revisit the summer later on.

FYI, If you've read "How To Save A Life" then you already caught hints of what their summer was like! I know that story is heavy, but I've been filling in the blanks between "We Are Friends", "Morning After", and "How to Save a Life" – showing how their relationship has changed and evolved over time. I have a few post-HTSAL fics too, set in the following summer and fall.