Hey guys! This is a future fic that I wrote for Maya and Zig! I love them together, and wish they were together on the show! Please give this fic a chance! I know the begining is short, but it's just to kinda explain the story line. I think I'll switch between Zig and Maya POV, but for now it's all Zig POV. Enjoy!

I don't own degrassi, Zig, or Maya or Tori or any other characters except some made up ones!


If You Save Me From Me, I'll save You From You


Zig POV:

I just stood there, staring at the casket. What had I done? Why did I deserve for my wife to die in a car accident? I supposed she had it coming, as awful as that sounds. With her cheating on me, partying like she was in college, taking our 2 year old son to several bars… The list of reasons why she deserved this went on and on. Maybe she deserved this, but did I?

In the last month of Tori's and my relationship, we fought constantly. She was the #1 model for a high-end fashion company called Wilson &Co. I was a sketch artist for a TV show called Harry & Henry, an adult comedy about two men who did hysterical things with their friends, always end up getting into some kind of trouble all while making you laugh your brains out. Her job caused her to act immature, to act like she was 20 years old. However we weren't 20, we were 26. True, Tori really never got to have a 20s. She had gotten pregnant (by accident) and we'd gotten married at age 20, not even finished with college. I'd gone to Columbia University in the States and was top of my class.

However, Tori came down to Columbia on a trip to visit her good friend, Maya, conveniently after Maya and I had broken up on account of her moving across the country to be in an orchestra. She'd be an American citizen and I would be forced into moving back to Canada. She wanted me to come, but there was no way I could. You see, her father had been born in America, so she was allowed to stay. I wasn't. Tori had been at a party, one thing led to another, and after so many shots that the room was spinning (trying to drink away my depression over Maya) I made a very drunken, extremely stupid move. I slept with Tori. Apparently I'd slept with Tori five times. Apparently it was the best sex of her life. Apparently I wasn't that drunk. But these things were all Tori's words and I knew I was very, VERY drunk; and then, two weeks later, she called me telling me to, and I quote, "Set a date because I'm pregnant with your baby, Bastard!" this had shocked me less than waking up next to a naked Tori in my friend Eric's bed.

All these thoughts, memories came back to me, just resulting in rage toward my now deceased wife.

Now just stoodd there, gripping the casket, trying to decide what my last words to her should be. I was settling between "Got to hell, you bitch" or "I never loved you, you whore" when a girl tapped on my shoulder.

I slid over, allowing he to see the casket, as I mentally tried really hard to come up with something nice to say to Tori's lifeless carcass. I finally found something.

"You had really nice teeth Tori. You saved me a fountain in dental bills." I said. "Which was surprising because you drank like an ox." I added, not meaning for the last part to come out, even though it was very true.

"You seemed fond of her." A vaguely familiar voice said sarcastically. I chuckled.

"She was my wife," I said, brushing a curl that had falled out of place off of Tori's forehead. "A lying, cheating, whore, but still my wife." I added.

"Wow, you two had issues." The voice said.

"Would you call taking your two year old son to a bar and forgetting him there because you were so drunk an issue?" I asked. I hadn't looked at the woman, she was probably some model Tori knew.

"She did that?" The voice gasped.

"Yup." Was all I could return, the memory pounding in my head. Tori had taken our younger son, Alec, to a bar and forgotten him there. I'd been at a doctors appointment with my older son who was 6, Seth. Seth had liver desease and was okay now, but had suffered a lot in the past three years. Tori was never there for either of our kids.

"She did a lot of things. Like tricking me into bed with her six years ago."

"Sounds wonderful." The voice said sarcastically.

"I'm just wondering what I did to deserve to be a single father of two boys." I said.

"No one deserves that." She said. She touched my shoulder, and I think I felt sparks fly.

"Did you just shock me?" I asked, knowing I felt some sort of electricity between her soft hand and my shoulder.

"Nope." She replied, still watching Tori. I hadn't looked at this girl, but she was really sweet. And she was soooo familiar…I turned to her.

She was turned toward me, a soft smile appeared on her lips. Her delicate face was beautiful in every way. Her eyes, those big blue eyes, stared into mine as she smiled at me a bit.

"Maya?" I whispered once I saw the beautiful woman staring at me.

"Hey Zig." She replied, rubbing my shoulder. "I'm back."


A/N: What do you think? Please review! :) And thanks for reading! Without readers, I'd quit writing. I'm feel like this is what I'm meant to do and you guys inspire me to keep going. With my parents fighting, I pour my hurt feelings into my writing and you guys really make me wanna continue :) Thank you!