AN: This scene takes place right where "In the Cold, Cold Night Pt. 1" left off, Fiona just found out she's moving back to New York, what will this mean for Fimogen?

"…I'm bringing you back to New York."

"You're moving home…"

Holly J decided to give Fiona and her Mom some privacy. Knowing Fiona she figured there would be some sort of hysteric reaction to the news. She brought her bags to Fiona's room and decided to take a shower, and get herself ready for bed. She was exhausted from the flight here.

Fiona and her mom continued to video chat, and just as Holly J expected, Fiona did not take the news well…

"I can't move back to New York! I love it here, and I love Degrassi." Fiona was pacing in front of her computer screen at this point, crouching down to look at the camera every now and then for emphasis. "Things are going well for the first time in forever; my life is finally back on track! And you're gonna take that away from me! Mom, what about school, my friends, what about….nevermind." She sat down, and let her face fall into her hands. " I just can't do this right now."

"Fi, honey, is this about Imogen? You don't want to leave her, am I right?" Mrs. Coyne queried.

Fiona slowly raised her head, and replied, "Mom, she's one of my best friends. And Eli is convinced she likes me too," she rested her head against her hand, sullen, "and I don't know I guess I'm starting to believe him."

"Aww dear, it's just until this blows over. Once I'm cleared you can go back. I just don't want you to be alone, in case you need something. I'm only trying to look out for you."

"I know Mom, but isn't there some way I can stay here? Please? I'll do anything." Fiona pleads.

"What would you do for money Fi? All our accounts are frozen, how would you pay for gas and food?"

"I can get a job." Believing she discovered a loophole, Fiona gets so excited she bolts upright in her chair.

With a light chuckle of disbelief, Mrs. Coyne responds, " Really? You'd be willing to wait tables, flip burgers, or clean bathrooms just to stay there? Fiona Coyne, the girl who refuses to wear secondhand clothes, or drink non-caffeinated water?"

"I'm not that kind of girl anymore! Please let me do this, I'll be forever in you debt." Fiona practically whines. She clasps her hands together, and makes the best pouty face she can.

Pointing at the screen Mrs. Coyne rebuts, "First off I gave birth to you so you are already forever in my debt….you really like this girl don't you?"

With a look of complete lovesickness, Fiona sighs, "Yes Mom, I really do."

Her mom lets out a deep sigh, "Ok, I'll give you a couple weeks to look for a job, and if Holly J is willing to prolong her stay you can have that time as well." Fiona is already getting excited, Mrs. Coyne points at her to make sure her next point is heard. "But if you can't find one you're coming home whether you like it or not. I just don't feel safe having you so far away at a time like this."

Fiona squeals with excitement, "Yes, yes, yes! Thank you Mom sosososososososososo much!" She leans into the computer screen, and 'kisses' her mom. "I love you!" She squeals again.

"I love you too dear. Ok, I'll leave you to your job hunt, and let you catch up with Holly J. I'll be checking in so no goofing off, if you're serious about this, you have to commit. And honey, treat her well." Mrs. Coyne winks giving her daughter the sign of approval. From what she knew about Imogen, she knew she would be a lovely match for her daughter. Fiona blushed at her mom's last request.

"Oh Holly J! I forgot she was here! Thank you again Mom, I won't let you down, I promise. Kisses." Fiona blows her mom a kiss and shuts her laptop. She makes her way to her room looking for Holly J.

She arrives just in time as Holly J walks out of her on suite bathroom in a robe, and drying her hair with a towel. "So what was all that screaming about? It didn't sound like the angry screams I expected to hear."

Sitting on the bed, Fiona explains, "I talked my mom into letting me stay."

"No surprise there, but what's the catch? She was pretty adamant on making you come home. You must've pulled out the big guns to convince her otherwise." Holly J makes her way around to the other side of the bed where she laid out her suitcase, she starts rummaging through it.

"I told her I'd get a job to support myself while the accounts are frozen."

Shocked, Holly J looks up from her bag to Fiona, "Really? That's it? Just 'oh mom I'll get a job, and all will be fine' that's really all it took?"

Fiona turns around to face Holly J more easily, "Well she felt sorry for me for one thing. To just up and leave my life is a lot to ask of a teenage girl, especially an alcoholic. It didn't hurt to beg either."

"Well, I still can't believe that's all it took. When she called me asking me to come out here she sounded like her mind was made." Holly J returns to her bag grabbing a few personal care items such as deodorant and a toothbrush and toothpaste. She makes her way back to bathroom, leaving the door open so they can continue their conversation.

Fiona lays back on her bed staring at the ceiling. She's almost scared to admit it, "Well there is another thing that helped sway her…I told her I didn't want to leave Imogen."

"That strangely odd drama geek from the play last year, the one that's obsessed with that Eli guy?" Holly J replies from the bathroom in a muffled voice, she was brushing her teeth.

"She's not odd, she's quirky. We've become really good friends over the past few months. We worked out our differences, and we're actually really close. And she's not obsessed with Eli anymore, they dated, needless to say it didn't work out. We're all good friends now." Fiona sits up staring at the bathroom doorway, waiting anxiously for Holly J's response.

Holly J, toothbrush still in her mouth, sticks her head into the door frame to see Fiona's face, "Oh I see…you like Imogen don't you?" She makes her way over to Fiona waving her toothbrush, "Yes that has to be it, I know that look, I've been on the receiving end of that look a few times myself."

Fiona falls back on the bed again. "I know, I know. I really like her, these past few weeks have been hard. I'm afraid I'm gonna slip up, and do something stupid. Remember when I said she dated Eli? My doing, I pushed them together thinking my feelings for her would go away if she was happy with someone else, but that only made it harder. And when they didn't work out, oh my heart ached. I wanted so bad to hold her in my arms, and tell her it would be alright, but I know I couldn't do that because I would go too far. I don't know what's wrong with me Holly J, I can't help it."

Holly J sat next to her on the bed, and patted her arm, "There's nothing wrong with liking someone. Are you afraid she's straight, and that's why you're beating yourself up?"

She shakes her head, "No, I don't think Imogen has a label, she's not into that kind of stuff you know. She's very open to new things, and very accepting. Sure she liked Eli, but I could see her liking whoever, man or woman, because that's the kind of girl she is. She's loving and caring, labels don't matter to her, so I doubt gender would either."

Confused, Holly J throws her arms up, "So what seems to be the problem? Dose Eli know you like her?"

"Yea he actually figured it out the other day. He seems perfectly cool with it. He's even trying to convince me to do something about it. He thinks she likes me too." Fiona rolls on her side to face Holly J, who was seated cross-legged next to her, she propped her head up on her arm.

"Then there you go, Fi, if you want something that bad you have to take a chance, otherwise you'll spend the rest of your life asking yourself 'what if?' Do you really want to be that person?"

Fiona let herself fall face first into the bed, after slowly coming back up with a tear in her eye, Fiona began explaining, "It's just this is so different. It's not like with you, or Charlie. I knew I had no chance with you, and Charlie was just too different, a little part of me knew all along she wasn't a good fit. I was just so happy to like someone who was a lesbian, someone I had a chance with. It was new and exciting. But with Imogen, there's potential, the more time I spend with her, the more I fall under her spell. I might actually love her one day, real love, not stupid high school 'I love you even though we've only been dating a week' love. It's scares me, really scares me." The tear fell down her cheek, followed by a couple more.

Holly J reached out, and wiped a tear from Fiona's face, and held her chin, "Look at me, sweetie, it's alright. Love can be a scary thing, but you know what else? It's also the most beautiful thing in the world. And you have the opportunity here, you should take it. It's worth the risk, and if Imogen really is the way you described her, then I'm sure she'll return the feelings, and if not I'm sure she's not gonna dispose of your friendship either. If it didn't happen with me, it won't happen with her. Just believe in yourself, and take the chance, you'll be glad you did in the long run. Now come here." She pulled her into a long, much needed hug.

After slowly pulling out of the hug, Fiona graciously thanked her friend, "Thanks Holly J. I really don't know what I'd do without you, you really are the best."

Getting up off the bed, Holly J grabbed the corner of the bed sheets, and pulled them back, "Anytime, now let's get some sleep. I'm worn out from that plane ride, and you don't look so peppy either. We will have pleanty of time to catch up in the morning. Goodnight Fi." She slid into bed, and rolled onto her side facing the wall.

"Goodnight Holly J." And as Fiona lay down next to her best friend, she replayed their conversation in her head. She knew Holly J was right, she was always right. All Fiona could think about was Imogen, and all the signs that she might feel the same way. The more she thought about it the more confident she got. She remembered Imogen's reaction to the 'frostival' as she so cleverly named it, the jumping, the excitement in her voice, the kiss on the cheek. Fiona couldn't help but smile laying there remembering it. It was about the 7th or 8th time she replayed that memory that it hit her, the perfect plan to tell Imogen how she really felt. Three Words: Frostival & Ferris Wheel.

Happy with the plan, Fiona finally let herself drift to sleep, dreaming of the next day's events…..

AN: This may or may not be a one shot, I've never done a multi chapter story, so I'm wearing about attempting it. If I get enough requests, I will look into writing more chapters. Hopefully the Frostival is magical, and Fimogen become cannon. I can't wait. Please review, I love to hear what you guys think, good or bad! Thanks for reading! :D