DISCLAIMER: I don't own Degrassi nor am I affiliated with Epitome. If I were, Adam would still be alive.

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She was at a party when she got the call.

Her friends had organized a going-away bash before she had to head back to Toronto. She thought it pointless, really. It's not like she was never coming back to Florida—her whole family was here she was sure to be back for a visit. She knew her friends were just using her as an excuse to throw a party.

She remembered sitting on a log by the bonfire, absentmindedly thinking of Adam and their most recent fight. She still couldn't believe that he had hacked and impersonated her on FaceRange. Even worse, she couldn't believe the fact that he dared accuse her of cheating on him with Todd. Unfaithfulness is a sin, and even if it weren't, she would never betray Adam like that. She loved him too much, and the thought of participating in the sinful acts of infidelity made her heart hurt. Not to mention that Todd was just a friend. That's all he really was, but it seemed that Adam thought there was more and she didn't understand why. She didn't understand how Adam could have forgotten how much she loved him or how he seemed to forget what kind of person she was. That's what had made her so mad: the fact that Adam lost faith in her, and how he somehow didn't trust her anymore. She was angry with the way he dealt with the situation, and how he didn't find it better to talk about it with her instead. She was mad at the clear reality of how their relationship didn't look to be as solid as they thought it was.

That's what led to their "break". They hadn't talked in a week, but to her it seemed more like an eternity, which was confusing because she wasn't sure if they had broken up. They never talked about it, which, admittedly, was partly her fault. But the truth was that she wasn't ready to face the possibility of losing Adam and breaking things for good. She wasn't ready for a life without Adam by her side. They had talked of the looming geographical separation they would have to face after graduating from Degrassi, what with her going back to Florida for cheaper tuition while Adam stayed in Toronto for the same reason. They had planned to use this summer break as a practice run for the oncoming long distance relationship they would have to endure, and everything they organized seemed to be going well. Breaking up was never part of the plan (that is if they really had broken up over the phone and neither of them knew it).

Anger always made people do things they later regret, and she regretted not talking to him for as long as they did. She regretted avoiding him, and sending him back cut-up roses as a result of her rage. That's why she had her mind fixated on her "maybe boyfriend" at this party. That's why she clutched her phone like a lifeline, waiting for any sign of a reply from the boy back home.

It had been hours since she sent him the text. She thought that due to his relentless texting and calls over the past few days, that she would get a quick reply from Adam, but it seemed she was mistaken. She never got a call back, nor did she get any messages from him. She thought that was it. She thought she had been too late. She began to feel the weight of the reality of their break up as her shoulder slumped. Her heart tightened up with each breath she tried to take, and her stomach tied itself in painful knots. The heat from the bonfire didn't seem to help, and she attempted to get away from the crowd, not caring if her friends noticed the heartache emanating from her face.

She was on her way to the house to find Kelly when Luke stepped in front of her, grabbed her by the shoulder and led her to an empty room. He was on his phone, his face stony and serious giving one-word answers to whomever it was he was talking to on his cell phone. At that point she didn't have enough energy to pry herself away from her brother to go look for Kelly. Instead she sat on the bed and tried to control her breathing. Thoughts of breaking up with Adam still consumed her, and she felt herself to be on the verge of a tears. None of this was part of the plan. She was just supposed to be gone for a short time, they were to contact each other on scheduled times, she was supposed to go back to Toronto, and they were supposed to be stronger couple. They were not supposed to end this way.

She heard her brother say a few words on the phone before he passed it to her. She was confused, but took it anyway. She pressed it to her ear and gave a short greeting, not really caring who she was talking to or what she was even doing. She didn't care until the person started speaking.

"Hey Becky, It's Dallas. It's about Adam."

That's when she found out.

He wasn't avoiding her, which was a good sign for their relationship. But the news of his accident broke her even more than the mere thought of a possible break up.

She couldn't remember much of what happened after (or during) the call. All she can remember is feeling a blanket of emptiness keeping her from breathing normally. She remembers a sudden chill taking over her body, and the shaking that followed and didn't seem to stop. She remembers her brother wrapping her in his arms and Kelly entering the room, asking Luke what happened.

She couldn't remember crying. But she must have because her eyes have been red since the day she found out. She doesn't remember getting home from the party, telling her parents, or packing her suitcase, not even how she flew back to Toronto.

All she knows is being at the hospital, looking at Adam through the windows to his room in the ICU. She watches as his mom gently strokes his hair and kisses his bandaged hand. His stepfather was standing on the other side of the bed comforting Drew, who was repeatedly stroking Adam's other hand, both seeming to fight back tears forming in their eyes.

Dallas was on the bench behind her sitting quietly next to Imogen and Eli. Dallas was the one to pick her up at the airport. They drove to the hospital in silence, only talking when they heard more news of Adam's surgery.

At that point she only knew the facts. There was another car. Adam was texting. The airbags hadn't deployed. His head smashed against the wheel causing extensive trauma to the brain. He had a punctured lung caused by several fractured ribs. He was in surgery for half a day. He flat lined twice from excessive blood loss, but miraculously came back to life each time. Despite all the pain and near-deaths he suffered, Adam managed to survive the surgery. He was put on a medically induced coma, to which the doctors informed that the only step left is to wait for Adam to wake up. They had done their job and it was now his turn. It was all up to him.

This was the most she'd seen him since the last time they had a Skype date. This wasn't the way she imagined their reunion to be. Instead of flowers and kisses, she was greeted with a tattered Adam wrapped in bandages, attached to machines, and nearing death. The vision of her boyfriend clinging to life and the idea of almost permanently losing him weakened her to the core. Broken up or not, this is not something she ever wanted to see or experience. This was not the way either of them wanted things to end.

She patiently waited for his family to finally let her see him, and when they did, Audra gave her a hug and told the others to leave the girl with Adam. They gave her some privacy with Adam but she didn't know how to take it. She feared approaching him but craved to be near him at the same time. Would he know it was her by his side this time? Would he want even her there?

All this uncertainty added strain to the situation they were faced with. The uncertainty of their relationship, the uncertainty of his life, and the uncertainty of hearing and feeling her presence near him. Nothing surrounding them was certain anymore, and the only one who seemed to be feeling everything was her.

She let out shaky breaths for each step she got closer to him. She carefully approached him, hoping that he might open his eyes upon her arrival, but only making her sadder with the fact that reality would probably not work the same way she hopes for it to be. She softly chuckled at the sight of his messy hair and cautiously smoothed it, only to be saddened by his unmoving state. He would normally try to get away from her hands and tell her that his hair was fixed in a certain way, touching it would only mess it up even more. But there she was, smoothing his hair and not so much as a flinch came from him.

This whole scene made her uncomfortable. Never had she ever seen Adam so peaceful. Even his sleeping stance was never this calm. He looked like a statue. He looked as if all traces of the Adam she knew and learned to love had been temporarily put away. He had been replaced with a stock-still, lifeless version of him, one that need the help of machine in order to keep him alive. He seemed closer to death than life, and that's what scared Becky the most out of this situation.

But she braved on through anyway. All the fear, uncertainty and discomfort would never be enough to keep her away from Adam, especially not that moment. The love she had for him was stronger than any of the other things she felt at the time. Nothing could hold her back, all she wanted was to be with him and never leave until he woke up.

A small and broken, "Hey Adam" was all she could muster after kissing his forehead and let the dam break and the tears began to freely flow. For a while she stayed reserved, staring and gently stroking his face, unable to utter anything more. Any attempt was replaced by a gasp and nothing ever came out.

She quickly found comfort in the sounds filling the room. These included the obnoxious beeping from the heart monitor, which indicated signs of life despite the boy's stillness. She prayed in silence and used the noise as a reminder of Adam's transparent existence around her.

She was never the selfish kind of person, but right now she felt the need to be one in order to get what she wanted. She wasn't ready to lose him quite yet, and despite all the pain he might feel when he wakes up, there is nothing more that she wanted for God to give her at that moment.

Becky wanted to have Adam, and she wanted him whole.

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A/N: I have an outline to make this into a multi chapter plot so if you're interested let me know in a review =)

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