Disclaimer: I do not own Degrassi and I am not making any money off this.

Pairings; Alex/Paige, Dylan/Marco, Sean/Emma, Sean/Tyler (If you are one of the many Degrassi fans who does not remember who he is, just say so in the reviews (or message me) and I will explain.

Marriages; Dylan/Marco (both now use the last name MichalChuk), Sean/Emma, (this will be updates as I will probably randomly marry more people on impulse before I am finished).

Notes; Remember that this takes place about 20 years after the show.

Alex's POV

Alex sighed over her wineglass. Twenty long years and Degrassi hadn't changed a bit. She could tell just by looking around, girls like her were still freaks, and kids like Marco Del Rossi and Paige MichalChuk still ran the place.

Not that that was all bad. Alex had to admit, she'd had some fun here... Hell, if she hadn't she wouldn't have came to this damn reunion. Marco hadn't been a half-bad president- She would have made a better one, of course- and Paige...

Alex smiled. If Paige had changed a bit in the last twenty years, she was even more beautiful. Her long blond hair was premed and Alex didn't know which she'd rather touch; Paige's perfect skin on that cute face, or the smooth skin of her legs. Alex found herself thinking longing of the love they'd had during their high school years, and tried to snap herself out of it.

'I doubt she's still even into girls.' She scolded herself. 'She's probably married by now to some rich, successful-'

"Alex!" There was no where to run. No where to hide. And the next thing Alex Nunez knew, Paige MichalChuk's arms where around her.

Marco's POV

'Dylan was so right.' Marco admitted, though only to himself, as he stood by and listened to all his old classmates ramble on about what they had (or hadn't, as the cases typically seemed) done with their lives.

'We should've stayed home.' Though Dylan did seem to by enjoying himself. At first he'd spent most of the night catching up with his sister, 'Strange place to reunite with family.' Marco had wanted to tease him, but he'd decided against it. Anyway, he'd been quite glad to see his old friend/sister-in-law too.

And if the dark pair of eyes that had been watching them from across the room had anything to say about it, Marco and Dylan weren't the only one's happy to see her...

"That bastard!"

'Ah.' Marco smiled, despite the seething woman moving toward him. 'I had almost forgotten...'

But regardless, the social worker in Marco took over, and he stopped Emma before she killed someone. "Still fiery as ever, I see."

Her eyes softened and they both laughed a little. "Marco..." She said after a moment. "Marco Del Rossi."

He smiled. "It's actually Marco MichalChuk now."

She glanced over at Dylan- who was busy with his old team- and grinned. "Yes... I'd heard you two finally tied the knot..."

"And you?" He asked, taking her left hand and admiring the diamond on her ring finger. "I certainly hope this wasn't given to you by the "bastard" you were talking about before."

She sighed. "Actually, it was." Marco said nothing, and waited for her to go on herself. "Sean." She explained. One simple word, yet it spoke volumes.

"Oh." After all Marco's years as a social worker, he really didn't know what to say to that. 'Just keep them talking.' He recalled from his training. 'Sometimes they just need someone to listen.'

Sean's POV 'Come to the Degrassi class reunion! Meet old friends! Share the story of your success...' Sean couldn't really remember the rest of the invitation, not that it mattered. His wife could raise all the Hell she wanted, but he wouldn't go. No. Not on his life.

'Anyway,' He told himself as he stared out into the water. 'I technically never graduated from Degrassi. That invitation was for Emma.'

"Do you want a jet-ski?" A familiar voice from behind him asked.

He fumbled for a moment on what to say. Tyler... his enemy turned victim turned savior, now stood over him. "I... I... No thanks."

Tyler smiled and sat down. "What's a matter? You're not afraid of me are you?"

"I can't believe that after all these years you still work here..." Yes. That had defiantly served no other purpose than to change the subject.

"Actually, I own the place now."

As it dawned on Sean that Tyler had been extra careful to sit to the right of him, the elephant in the room made it's presence very noticed.

"So, what are you doing back here?"

"Not going to my class reunion." He said, speaking perhaps just a bit too loud, Tyler cringed and reached over for his hearing aid.

"You don't have to do that." He said, whispering to make a point. "As long as I have this aid, I can hear you just fine."

"I'm sorry..." Sean said softly.

"For doing it to me, or for being a jerk about it?" There wasn't any real anger in the boy's voice.

Sean's heart skipped a beat. 'Please forgive me...' "Both." Sean sighed. "Can you ever forgive me?"

Tyler's eyes went back to the waves crashing along the shore. "I forgave you when I saved your life."

Just when Sean was going to answer, Tyler finished.

"After you killed that boy."

"You never heard the whole story, Tyler! It didn't happen like that!"

Tyler looked at him. "I heard you went to prison when you went back to Toronto."

"It wasn't for that." Tyler's eyebrows went up. "It was a hit-and-run charge. The boy I killed back at Degrassi... He was a shooter. He was going to kill Emma."

Tyler's eyes fell on Sean's wedding band. "The one you married?"

Sean was quiet.

"Sean... Let's be honest with each other. You didn't go back to Toronto because you missed you're girlfriend, and you didn't come here just to get away from her... Sean, we need to talk about what happened the night before you went back."