"Name" – Part 3

Summary and additional notes in part 1.

Author's Note: This is the final part guys! Thanks for the reviews :D

Disclaimer: I do NOT own Degrassi!

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"You should tell her," Fiona insisted.

Adam sighed as they walked into his room. "I will… but not now." He jumped onto his bed and laid flat on his back. He fixed his eyes on the ceiling.

Fiona sat down next to him. "Adam," she said softly. He looked at her. "You don't have to hold this in."

He clinched his jaw. "I don't want to worry her. She worries too much as it is." Since his name became public his mother feared a backlash from bigots. So far they hadn't heard anything negative directly, but a lot of nasty comments had been written about the couple on the internet. Apparently some people thought it was a 'waste' that a beautiful, rich girl was dating someone like him.

Fiona cupped his cheek. "She deserves to know about this, Adam."

He turned away. "I want to take a nap."

Fiona sighed and slowly stood up. "I'll be downstairs."

Adam nodded and rolled onto his side. She was a little annoyed but brushed it away. She walked to the door and quietly closed it behind her.

Downstairs she saw Drew in the living room with a few friends. They appeared to be old football buddies from Degrassi. The boys looked up and waved at her. She politely waved back, ignoring a couple of obvious leering looks.

"Where's Adam?" Drew asked her.

"He's taking a nap upstairs," she told him.

"Oh," Drew responded. "Is he okay?"

She nodded. "Yes, he's fine."

"Okay," he smiled.

She grinned. Drew was a great brother. "I'll let you get back to your game," she told him. The boys had been playing Halo.

He nodded and she started towards the kitchen. As she walked away she overheard one of Drew friends say, "Dude, if she was my girl I wouldn't let her out of my sight!"

Drew quickly responded, "Shut up. Keep your eyes on the game."

She smiled and entered the kitchen. She saw Adam's mom chopping vegetables on the counter.

"Hello Audra," Fiona greeted her.

Mrs. Torres looked up and smiled. "Fiona, how are you, dear?" she said warmly.

"I'm fine. Adam's upstairs taking a nap," Fiona told her.

"That's just as well. Dinner won't be ready for another forty minutes or so," Audra remarked. She placed freshly chopped onions into a pan. "It's good that he's resting. I know he thinks he's invincible, but he needs to slow down and allow his body to recover from surgery."

Fiona nodded. "Yeah." She watched as his mom added seasoning to a sauce.

"Is something on your mind?" Audra inferred. Five minutes had passed. Fiona didn't cook so she doubted the girl found her preparing dinner interesting.

Fiona looked up. She opened her mouth and then closed it.

Audra cracked a small smile. She was an expert at reading her sons and knew whenever they were withholding something. This skill was transferrable to Fiona and she knew there was something weighing on her.

"I think you should speak to Adam," Fiona said quietly. She hoped he wouldn't be mad at her for this.

Audra blinked. "Is something wrong?"

Fiona took a deep breath. "He got a call. From Spain."

Audra paused as possible scenarios ran through her head. "Ernesto?" she questioned.

Fiona nodded.

"What did he say?" Audra pressed.

Fiona looked uncomfortable. "You should speak with Adam," she repeated.

Audra closed her eyes for a brief moment. If he said something to upset her son, so help her she would… She stopped herself from finishing the thought. Right now assessing how Adam was doing was more important.

Fiona looked on cautiously. She wondered if she did the right thing by telling Adam's mother about the phone call from his birth dad. She watched as the woman rinsed her hands in the sink and quickly dried them.

"Can you watch the rice?" Audra dictated. Seeing Fiona's confused face she added, "Just make sure the bottom doesn't burn, okay?"

Fiona nodded. The older woman turned away and exited the kitchen.

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Adam groaned when he heard a knock on the door. "I'm sleeping!" he yelled.

His words had no effect, as the door sprung open. He looked up and saw his mother enter his room. She had a determined look on her face.

"Mom?" he questioned.

She was silent for a moment. "How come you didn't tell me that you heard from him?"

Adam frowned and looked away. "Fiona told you?" he said pointedly.

"Of course she did!" Audra answered and sat down in his computer chair. "My question was, how come it wasn't you?"

Adam rolled his eyes. "I didn't want you to worry. It was nothing."

Audra snorted. "If that were true, how come you won't look at me?"

Adam turned to his mother. "There! Are you happy now?" he said sarcastically.

"What did Ernesto say to you?" she asked.

Adam sighed. "What makes you think it was anything bad?" She always jumped to the worst conclusions.

"Because I can see the sadness in your eyes," she answered honestly.

Adam looked away.

"What did he say this time?" Audra said gently.

Thinking about their earlier conversation made him emotional again. He tried to fight it. "The usual. He never fails to remind me that he wishes I was normal," Adam said bitterly.

Audra narrowed her eyes. She hated that Ernesto didn't accept their son. He knew Adam was different early on and she hated the way he would always try to 'correct' any nongender-conforming behavior. He brought 'Grace' dolls she didn't want and pink clothes she refused to wear. As their marriage faltered, he withdrew as a father yet blamed Audra from alienating him from their child in the divorce!

"That bastard," Audra said under her breath.

Adam heard her and cracked a small grin. "I hate him too."

She looked up. "You shouldn't say that about your father," she told him.

Adam frowned. "My father is Omar Torres!" he shouted.

His mother suddenly laughed and after a moment he joined in. She walked over to her son and sat next to him on the bed.

"And don't you forget it," she smiled. She pulled Adam into a hug.

They spoke for a while longer before excused herself to check on the food. Before leaving, she paused at the door.

"Adam, don't hold it against Fiona that she told me about this. That girl loves you and was concerned."

Adam slowly nodded. "I know… but I asked her not to." He was a little upset that she went against his wishes.

Audra sighed. "She loves you. You need to know when to let things go. Choose your battles wisely."

After his mom left, Adam thought about her words. He saw that she had a point. When he heard a knock on the door he looked up again. "Come in," he called out.

Fiona slowly opened the door. She peered at him cautiously. "Hey," she said uncertain, as she closed the door behind her.

Adam looked at her for a moment with a small grin. "Come here," he said and held out his arms.

Fiona walked over and readily eased into his welcoming embrace. She was relieved that he didn't seem angry with her.

Adam kissed the side of her head. "I love you. Thanks."

She pulled back a little, so that she could see his eyes. "I love you, too."

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-FIN-

A/N: I hope you guys enjoyed this story! It was heavy, but in life there are highs and lows. This story takes place in December of Adam's senior year, and it's apparent that his relationship with his mother has come a long way since the start of the timeline fics.

In "You Don't Want Me" Audra didn't even want him to talk about his girlfriend (see chapter 19). Up until "Radiate" she was openly hostile! (chapters 19 and 21!) Now they are in a really good place. The events of "Blood On The Ground" and "How To Save A Life" had a huge hand in making them all realize how fragile life can be and to cherish each other because you don't know what tomorrow brings.

As for Adam and Fiona, their relationship keeps getting stronger. And five years after this story they're newlyweds! (Check out the fic "Out" if you haven't! Will update tomorrow!)

Anyway, thanks for reading! There are more timeline fics on the way.

-Cheers!