Fiona was sitting on her fire escape, listening to music as a few hours had passed since Imogen left. She had locked out the world, turned her phone off, but stayed strong and didn't go back out for more alcohol. The sun had set and darkness fell around the city, but Fiona loved staring at the twinkling lights, as it reminded her of home. New York. Where she would be going to school so soon, where she would be miles away from Imogen. It had been hard enough thinking about being so far away from her best friend, let alone being so far away from her after everything that had just happened. It was too much to process. Suddenly, Fiona felt the fire escape shaking, and Eli appeared as he climbed up the stairs and took a seat next to Fiona, panting, "Your front door was locked and your phone was off! Way to make a guy work!" Fiona managed to crack a smile, "Well you have done it before, Mr. Goldsworthy. What brings you to my pity party?" Eli rubbed his hands together for warmth, "Imo asked me to stop by. She wanted to make sure you weren't drinking." Fiona snorted, "Nice of her to care," Eli sighed, "She does care. She's just trying to be realistic. She doesn't want either of you to get hurt and ruin a great friendship." After a moment of silence, he continued, "Well I see that you aren't drinking, so I will let you have your alone time. But, can I offer one piece of advice?" As Eli stood, Fiona glanced up at him "Of course," she said before looking back at the sky. "You just need to talk this out. You may not get exactly what you want, but if you don't, you won't have her in your life at all…and I know she doesn't want that." With that, Eli disappeared into the night, and Fiona finally went back inside.

The final three weeks of school flew by, and Fiona had managed to avoid Imogen the entire time. There were a few run-ins at school, but the pair both simply muttered a "hi" before running off to class. Eli kept trying to insist how ridiculous it was that Fiona wouldn't just talk to her, but she dismissed him every time, saying it was better that she get used to this now than having to deal with it when she got to New York. Three days before the graduation ceremony, Fiona's mother had called and informed her that the charges against her had finally been dropped, and that their accounts had been unfrozen. This meant Fiona's mother would move back into the loft in Toronto while Fiona was in school and Fiona could return to Canada for her holiday breaks. The only condition was that Fiona would fly back to the city the day after graduation to help her mom out in revamping the foundation and preparing for her first semester. She saw nothing to keep her in Toronto anymore, so she agreed without hesitation. The day before graduation Eli asked her if she wanted to go out after the ceremony to celebrate her long overdue completion of grade twelve, but Fiona informed him she had to pack, and that she would be gone for the summer. After the look of shock left Eli's face, all he could say was "Have you told her?" to which Fiona simply replied "No."

At Graduation, Fiona had Declan, Holly J and her parents there to cheer her on, which almost made her forget that her best friend was not by her side in any of their pictures. She said her goodbyes to most of the seniors before finding Eli talking to Clare and Adam. After giving the younger two hugs and goodbyes, she held onto Eli a little longer before muttering, "I don't know what I would have done the past year and a half without you. You're a true friend. I'm going to miss you" in his ear. Eli simply replied, "I'll see you at Christmas" with a smile. Declan and Holly J were off to spend some time with her family, while Fiona's parents were flying back that night on a red-eye. Her flight was early the next morning, so she returned to an empty loft to pack, while the rest of her class was undoubtedly out celebrating. For the first time that day, Fiona actually felt lonely, but she pushed those thoughts to the back of her mind. It was almost midnight when she finished packing, put her bags in the hall, and started to get ready for bed. Right before she was about to turn out the lights, she heard a soft knock at her door. It was so quiet she almost mistook it for the pipes or her neighbors bumping into the wall, but then she heard it again, and it was definitely at her door.

Slowly, she walked to the door and opened it, only to find Imogen looking back at her with the same sad expression that was now on Fiona's face. Of course Eli was going to tell her that she was leaving, and now she was faced with an awkward goodbye. "Look, Imogen, I'm sorry I didn't tell you I was lea-" Fiona started but Imogen cut her off, kicking the door shut and getting in Fiona's face. "Fiona, shut up and listen to me. Yeah, you're leaving tomorrow. And once you leave we will be friends. We'll text and tweet at each other and talk about all the new people we meet at school. If we are having problems in our love life, we are going to ask each other for advice. Because that's what friends do. We're going to see each other over breaks and catch up and gossip and we will do this for the next four or five years. Because we are best friends." Imogen was shaking and Fiona was frozen in place, waiting for what came next. "But that's tomorrow. And tonight…tonight is the last night we have before you leave. The last night we have before we go back to being best friends. Do you get what I'm saying?" Fiona had been taking it all in, and that's when she knew exactly what Imogen was saying. "Yeah. I do," she replied, and Imogen barely had enough time to breath out "Good," before she was kissing Fiona like she only had one more minute left to live, and in a way, that was the truth.

They were stumbling back into the bedroom, and Fiona had Imogen's shirt over her head and Imogen was tugging at Fiona's pajama pants and before they knew it the lights were off and they were fumbling and tumbling, and instinct took over both of them.