A/N: So happy with the season finale, I just want to cry! Disclaimer: I don't own Degrassi.

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Fiona wakes up before Imogen does; she looks to her left and sees the girl of her dreams lying down next to her. A blush makes its way to her cheeks quickly; it takes her a while to realize that she had a mild headache.

She stays in place for about half an hour. Listening to the sound of Imogen's steady breathing, to the sound of a busy yet blissful morning. The soft light coming from outside is barely reaching their spot; they're comfortable. She stays in place and enjoys the peace.

But eventually she rises because she feels torn between staying close to Imogen, and getting up to make herself look presentable for when Imogen wakes up.

I want to make breakfast for her, and put a smile on her face. I want to be the one who makes her feel better, I want to sing her a silly song, and play with her hair. I want to bake cookies with her, and not eat them afterwards. I want us to sit on the kitchen counter popping grapes in our mouths as we chat away about things we won't remember afterwards.

She gets up and washes her hair, and puts on the prettiest casual outfit she can find, all the while thinking: This isn't going to go anywhere, I hope you know that.

Either way she proceeds to clean every little mess she finds around her condo, and sprays "Air Wick" all over the place.

Then she goes to the kitchen.

"Almond croissants, with mint tea." She whispers to herself as she scavenges her cabinets, "Eureka."

"Morning!" Imogen is stretching slowly still lying on the couch.

Fiona flinches slightly, and then smiles. "Morning!"

"Mmm, it smells like 'Lavender and Chamomile'" she says fancily, getting up from the couch with a smile on her face.

"That's the air spray." Fiona is unable to stop herself from laughing. She feels so giddy.

"Yeah." Smiles Imogen, "I recognize the smell."

"For breakfast, I have almond croissants, and mint tea. Would you prefer something different?"

"Wow, that sounds really elegant." Says Imogen getting closer, "Fiona you don't have to, you've already done so-"

"Shhh." Fiona presses her finger on Imogen's lips lightly, "I want to have a nice breakfast, and I want to see you smiling, so answer my question please!"

Fiona's fingers feel numb. She cannot believe that she did that.

"That sounds lovely." Says Imogen smiling, "I'll be out of the shower in no time." She walks off.

Fiona stares after her in wonder, and amazement.

How can such a perfect person exist? Where are her flaws?

Imogen is out soon, she is wearing shorts, with a witty t-shirt, and Fiona cannot help but admire how cool she looks; so cool and sexy.

"Well, I'm ready to have a nice breakfast." She says enthusiastically.

They sit down on the counter, and start to eat in comfortable silence.

"So," says Imogen after a while, her tone immediately alarming Fiona, "About last night."

"What about last night?"

Imogen studies her face, "Do you even remember what happened?" she asks after a while.

Fiona thinks and realizes, with worry that she doesn't. "Oh my gosh Imogen, what did I do?"

"Well for one thing you got drunk." Imogen looks at her seriously, "I uh… took it upon myself to dispose of all your alcohol." She sits up straight ready for Fiona to tell her off.

Fiona looks at her hands in shock, "And what did I do after that?"

Imogen remains silent for a while. "You fell asleep."

"Imogen, what else did I do?"

There's more silence, until finally Imogen responds.

"I'm going to go stay at a public home."

Fiona gets up, "Imogen no-"

"I just need some time to be alone, to think. And you-" she hesitates, "Should…consider, checking into rehab for a day or two." She gets up.

"What did I do?" Fiona starts to cry.

"I'm sorry I ruined the mood, I need to go. I'm causing damage."

She runs to Fiona's room and gathers her things hastily. Fiona runs after her and tries to talk some sense into her words like, Stop it… you're not hurting me… you didn't ruin the mood… don't go, spill out of her lips.

When Imogen is about to walk out Fiona steps in front of her and grabs her shoulders. "Tell me what I did Imogen, please."

Imogen looks at her pleading eyes for a moment, and then she finally whispers, "You kissed me."


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