Disclaimer: I don't own Degrassi, its characters, it plot lines, yada yada yada. Kill me, why don't ya? Just tear out my heart! Sniffle.

Title: Which Way Now?

Chapter Title: The Start of Something New?

Pairings: Mainly Darco and Sparco. Others may vary.

Setting: One month after 'Catch Me.'

Summary: Spinner still has a thing for Marco, even though Darco's getting married. Now that Dylan's back in Switzerland, who's going to stop him from winning his prize?

Flames: If you have to flame me to review me, then flame me. Cause I don't give a sorry rat's ass. Really, I don't. I'll just laugh at it and go, "ZOMG, THIS PERSON IS SO PICKY." Cause, really, if you don't like my story, go write one yourself and see how you do. That's all I have to say.

Author's Note: I know, I said I'd wait until I had 130 comments on Catch Me, but I was inspired. Probably by my MySpace Rping. I play Marco on there, if ya'll didn't know that. Plus, I've been watching a lot of Darco vids on YouTube lately. lmfao.

Warnings: This story contains Sparco. So there. xP

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"Marco, if you ever need to talk, just call me, okay? I promise I'll pick up this time," Dylan said, giving his fiancée a kiss on the cheek. The two, along with Paige, were standing near the security line in the airport, Dylan on his way back to Switzerland to go play hockey again.

In the month following Marco's release from the hospital, things had been a bit hectic. Marco was depressed, which was to be expected. He had just lost his parents. What was he supposed to do, jump around all giddy and throw a party or something? No, of course not. But everyone helped him out. Dylan especially; of course, that was to be expected. Now he was getting back on track, something that everyone wanted for him. He wasn't so mopey all the time, and actually smiled a few times a day. Dylan wanted to say and continue Marco's progress, but he had to leave. Unfortunately.

Marco nodded and smiled slightly, getting up on his tip toes to give Dylan a kiss on the cheek. He didn't want Dylan to go, but hockey was his dream. Marco couldn't just keep him from that. Well, he could, but it'd be a pretty asshole move on his part. "Don't worry, Dylan. I'll be okay."

Nodding, Dylan smiled sadly. "I know you will. I just worry about you."

Marco hugged his older lover, holding onto him for more than just a few moments before letting go. "Don't get yourself injured, alright? I want to have you whole when we get married. All your limbs better be in place when you get back."

"When is that going to be, exactly?" Paige asked, speaking up for the first time in a few minutes, having decided that giving the two some time was best for her and for their relationship.

Dylan looked over at his sister, shrugging. "About a month. Give or take a few days." He turned back to Marco. "Not too long at all. And I promise to call you, text you, e-mail you or IM you at least twice a day."

Marco smiled and shook his head. "Don't try so hard to make me happy, Dylan." He took a short pause. "Once a day will do just fine."

Dylan laughed, before giving Marco a kiss on the cheek. "How about two times a day?" Checking his watched, he sighed, rubbing the back of his neck. "I should get going."

Looking down at the ground for a moment, Marco nodded. He didn't want Dylan to leave him, but it was for the best. Besides, it was only a month. And then Dylan had a break for a few months before he had to go back. They would get married and everything would be okay again. But saying goodbye was hard. It really, really was.

Marco looked back up at Dylan, letting out a long breath. He got teary eyed, though tried not to show it. "I'm going to miss you…"

Dylan nodded, stroking Marco's cheek with his thumb. "I know. I'm going to miss you too. So much."

They just stared at each other for a couple minutes before Paige cleared her throat. "You're not going to miss each other if Dylan misses his flight."

"Well… that's an idea," Dylan said, a smile tugging on the corner of his lips.

"No, it's not," Marco said, smiling sadly. "You have to go. I love you."

"I love you too, babe," Dylan said, before leaning down for a kiss. They broke apart and hugged each other, and after Dylan hugged Paige he left to go to through security.

Marco ran a hand through his hair, staring after his fiancée. This was going to be a long month, wasn't it?

-.-.-.-

"Here we go again," Paige said the next day as she walked into the living room, where Marco was watching his favourite soap opera, tears in his eyes. When he looked up at her and gave her a questioning look, she rolled her eyes. "The 'Mopey Marco Marathon.' The one where you do nothing but sit on the couch all day watching gooey love stories that make you cry because you don't have Dylan around anymore."

Marco just rolled his eyes. "I'm not moping. I'm just watching my show! Is that a crime?"

"It is when I'm inviting Spinner over later," Paige said, crossing her arms.

"I thought you two broke up?" Marco asked, raising his eyebrows slightly.

"Yeah, we did," Paige said, shrugging. "Because of his whole 'I need to find myself' thing. My plan backfired and lost me my boyfriend. But whatevs, we're still friends. Friends that like to flirt and make out."

Smiling slightly, Marco shook his head. "I swear, you two will never learn." He looked back towards the TV, and groaned just as the doorbell rang. "Paige, you made me miss the good part!"

Paige rolled her eyes and got up off the couch, heading towards the door. "You'll get over it, I promise." She opened the door to reveal Spinner, who walked into the room.

"Hey, Marco," Spinner said, smiling at him cautiously. Ever since everything that had gone down between them the month before, Spinner had felt kind of awkward around his friend. After all, he did try to weasel his way between Dylan and Marco, which would have ruined their relationship. Plus the fact that Spinner still had feelings for Marco made him a little bit uneasy.

"Spin, hey," Marco said, giving his friend a warm smile. "So, what are you two going to be up to today?"

"Well, we were going to watch a movie here, but Spinner decided to be an hour early," Paige said, crossing her arms. "And I have a nail appointment. So I guess you two can hang out for, like, forty minutes. I have to jet." She paused, before turning to Marco. "Make sure to call Jimmy or something."

"Can't. He's at work."

"Ashley?"

"Sick."

"Ellie?"

"School."

"Craig?"

"Visiting Joey for the weekend."

"Sean?"

"You're kidding me, right?"

"So… there's no one?" Paige asked, looking a bit upset at this information.

Spinner shrugged. "It's not a big deal, Paige. Marco and I are big boys. We can take care of ourselves without supervision."

Paige just sighed and shook her head. "Fine. I'll see you guys later." She grabbed her coat and her keys before heading out the door.

"So… what are you watching?" Spinner asked, walking over to the couch and sitting down next to Marco. A little too close, actually. But Marco didn't want to seem like a jerk and scoot away, so he staid put. Wrong move.

"General Hos— Spin!" Marco looked down at his leg, where Spinner's hand was resting. His friend quickly went red and pulled it away, muttering an apology. Marco sighed and shook his head. "Spinner, we really need to talk about this."

"Talk about what?" Spinner asked, playing dumb.

"The fact that whenever Dylan hasn't been around, you've been hitting on me. And the fact that when he is around, you treat me like I have some sort of plague. I know you like me, but get this through your head: I'm getting married to Dylan!" Marco said, desperation in his voice. He had screwed up twice already while Dylan was away, with his gambling and his cutting. He couldn't screw up worse. This would cause them to break up for sure. Marco wouldn't be able to handle that.

But yet, when Spinner leaned in to kiss him, Marco didn't pull away. He kissed him back.

-.-.-.-

Hockeyboy: hey, Marco, how was your day?

Italiansweetheartxx: Umm… it was alright.

Hockeyboy: you seem a bit unsure there lol

Italiansweetheartxx: Nothing too interesting happened.

Italiansweetheartxx: Spaige hung out, but that was about it.

Hockeyboy: …….. Spinner was over?

Italiansweetheartxx: Yeah, just for a little bit.

Hockeyboy: did you talk to him?

Italiansweetheartxx: Of course I did, Dyl.

Italiansweetheartxx: He's my friend!

Hockeyboy: right

Italiansweetheartxx: What?

Hockeyboy: nothing

Italiansweetheartxx: Seriously, Dylan. What?

Hockeyboy: he just seems to still like you, that's all

Italiansweetheartxx: So?

Hockeyboy: so I don't trust him

Italiansweetheartxx: Do you trust me?

Hockeyboy: of course

Italiansweetheartxx: Then there's nothing to worry about.

Hockeyboy: yeah, you're right

Hockeyboy: i have to go

Italiansweetheartxx: Alright.

Italiansweetheartxx: I'll talk to you soon?

Hockeyboy: yup

Hockeyboy: love you

Italiansweetheartxx: Love you too.

Hockeyboy has signed off.

Marco sighed and shut his laptop, staring at the wall behind it. He couldn't believe he just lied to Dylan. Well, basically. What was going on?

-.-.-.-

Haley: I hate the writers. I can't believe they made Darco break up on the show! Dylan better come back sometime during the season, or else I'm going to write a strongly worded letter to the executives. lmfao.

Anyway, that's all I have for you. I know it's short, but we're just getting started - wink -