A/N Be sure to tell me what you guys think and it might be a little while until my next update as a heads up. Also thanks for the comments/reviews so far

I don't own degrassi but if I did Fimogen would have more screen time.


"Welcome home, Fions," Imogen said opening the door to Fiona's loft.

"Imogen, I was only gone a day," Fiona said smiling and walking inside slowly.

"Yeah well it doesn't matter," Imogen said sitting on the couch beside her.

"I hate to be the one to tell you this but you should be getting to school. You did promise me you would go and make sure to get all the work I'm going to miss," Fiona said before lying down on the couch.

"Ok, ok but only because I promised," Imogen said kissing Fiona's forehead. "Get some sleep while I'm gone."

Fiona nodded and before leaving Imogen put a fluffy blanket on her. After Imogen left Fiona fell asleep rather quickly because she barely got any sleep the night before. Imogen ended up not being too late to school but the minute she got there she was a bit upset because she wouldn't really have anyone to spend the day with. Without Fiona, Imogen didn't really have many people to talk to or spend her time with in between classes or during lunch. She really wished that she didn't promise to stay in school that day. Imogen contemplated just getting the work that was needed and then leave but she figured if she did that then either Natalie would find out and not want her staying there or Fiona wouldn't be too happy about the broken promise. After all promises aren't meant to be broken and it wouldn't be good to show Fiona that she can't keep a promise as simple as staying in school for the day.

Imogen sighed and made her way to her class hoping that this day would be over with as soon as possible so she could get back to Fiona.

Imogen managed to keep herself distracted until lunch came around. She tried to keep herself occupied by going to the art room and making prints of some of her recent pictures but almost all of them were of Fiona and it made her want to be with her more. Eventually she came up with a good idea to keep herself distracted and something somewhat fun to do. She looked through some of her favorite pictures that she had taken and finally decided on one to use for her mini project.

"This'll be perfect," she said to herself.

Imogen ended up skipping the rest of her afternoon classes in order to finish her project in time. When the final bell ring Imogen was done and couldn't believe that she actually made it to the end of the day without giving in and going back to the loft. She picked up the canvas she had managed to get the picture printed on and headed back to the loft excited that school was finally over and that for once she didn't have to make up an excuse to not stay at Natalie's.

Imogen walked into the loft minutes later canvas in hand and she was just about to close the door when she realized Fiona could be sleeping so she should be quieter. She shut the door quietly and then walked into the living room to see Fiona lying on the couch watching French movies. Fiona looked up at her and smiled.

"What's that, Immy?" Fiona asked pointing to the canvas she was holding.

"Well I needed a little inspiration to stay in school so I made this for you," Imogen said turning it around so she could see it. Imogen handed it to her before skipping into the kitchen to make tea.

Fiona recognized the picture almost immediately. It was of her sitting on the ledge of her window with the fluffy blanket on her holding a cup of tea. Imogen took the picture when she was looking outside watching the snow and when she turned around and saw that she was taking pictures she couldn't resist trying to get back for it. Fiona had tried to get Imogen to erase it but she wouldn't. Fiona even tried tickling her but she still wouldn't give in. Eventually she had given up and just let Imogen keep the picture. Fiona always wondered how the picture looked because Imogen didn't even let her see it when she took it that day. Seeing it now made her happy because it actually was a really impressive picture.

"I love it. Thank you," Fiona said without looking up from the canvas.

"You're welcome. Do you want a cup of tea?" Imogen asked even though she already knew the answer would be yes.

"Mhmm," Fiona mumbled in response.

When the tea was done Imogen walked over to the couch handing a mug to Fiona before sitting down next to her. She sipped her tea slowly to make sure it wasn't too hot to drink.

"So what have you been doing all day?" Imogen asked curiously.

"I caught up on sleep. I just woke up a little while ago," Fiona said taking a sip of her tea.

"Do you want to watch your favorite movie?" Imogen asked.

"Sure, if you're willing to sit through it again," Fiona said trying to sound casual but the big smile on her face made that a little less believable.

Imogen laughed and got up from the couch to find the CD to the movie that Fiona loved so much. Imogen didn't understand why the movie "Let the Right One In" was Fiona's favorite because for one it was in Swedish so you had to read subtitles a lot and for two it was a romantic horror movie. She didn't really understand how a movie could be romantic and at the same time be a horror movie but somehow it worked. Imogen did have to admit that she did like the movie to some extent but truthfully she had yet to be able to stay awake or concentrated on it long enough to watch the entire movie. Every other time they tried watching it together either Imogen would fall asleep and leave Fiona to watch it by herself or she would get impatient and distract Fiona until the movie became background noise.

Imogen put the disc in and then went back over to where Fiona was sitting and joined her under the fluffy blanket snuggling close to her side.

They got about half way into the movie when Imogen's mind finally started drifting to Fiona. She tried to pay attention to the movie but she didn't think she could hold back any longer. She settled for wrapping her arms around Fiona and resting her head on Fiona's shoulder. Eventually she managed to focus her attention back to the movie so maybe for once they could actually finish watching it.

"Look at that, it's a new record," Fiona said turning to Imogen when the credits started rolling.

"Hmm?" Imogen said not really thinking about what Fiona had said.

"You actually made it through the whole movie without falling asleep or trying anything," Fiona said with a smile.

"It's a good movie I thought I should watch the whole thing for once," Imogen said in response.

"It's a good change," Fiona said leaning closer to Imogen. "But I kind of missed your usual plan when watching it," Fiona said brushing against Imogen's lips lightly. She leaned forward closing the little space still separating them to kiss her. Imogen took a moment to respond but eventually kissed her back.

They pulled apart a couple minutes later and Imogen broke the pleasant silence, "It was surprisingly hard to resist though."

"I bet it was," Fiona said kissing her again.

"It always is," Imogen confessed truthfully. Fiona smiled in response and kissed her nose lightly. Fiona got up suddenly and slowly started walking into the kitchen leaving Imogen there wondering what she was doing. Imogen sat up on the couch and glanced toward the kitchen to see what Fiona was doing. When she realized she couldn't really see what Fiona was up to she decided to ask, "What are you doing?"

Fiona didn't respond right away so Imogen got up from the couch and walked over to her. She placed an arm around her waist and rested her head on Fiona's shoulder. "Whatcha doing?"

Fiona looked a little flustered before moving suddenly to open one of the cabinets, "Making more tea." Imogen could tell that that wasn't what she originally came over here for but decided to drop it.

"Make me some?" Imogen asked moving away from her so she could do her thing without Imogen being in the way. Fiona nodded in response so Imogen quietly retrieved their mugs that they had been using earlier and handed them to Fiona.

Imogen leaned against the counter and watched Fiona prepare the tea. She couldn't help but realize how relaxed Fiona seemed and how comforting it was seeing her like that. Once Fiona had had the mugs ready and all she needed was the water to boil Imogen walked behind her and put her arms around her holding her close. Fiona spun around to face Imogen and kissed her forehead gently. Imogen looked up at Fiona and smiled wondering what was going through the older girl's head. Fiona kissed her softly and put her arms around her neck gently pulling her closer. Imogen kissed her back passionately but jumped back suddenly when the tea kettle started whistling loudly filling the pleasant silence that had fell upon them just moments before.

Fiona giggled a bit before turning around and pouring the hot water into the mugs and handing one to Imogen with a smile on her face. They stood there just looking at each other and sipping their tea for a couple minutes. A silence fell upon them but it was quite enjoyable and relaxing to both of them so they didn't mind. Fiona eventually put her mug down on the counter and slowly walked into the other room without a word. Imogen thought that maybe she went to change or something but after several minutes passed she wasn't sure what she went off to do. Imogen placed her mug on the counter beside Fiona's before walking into the bedroom only to see Fiona sitting against the wall by the window. She had her head resting on her knees and seeing her like that confused Imogen because she couldn't tell what happened or what was wrong all of a sudden.

Imogen walked over to Fiona and knelt down next to her touching her shoulder lightly, "What's wrong Fions?"

Fiona lifted her head up slowly, "Well I came in here to get something for my headache but I got dizzy so I just sat down."

Imogen nodded her head worriedly, "Do you want me to get some aspirin or water or something?"

"Sure," Fiona replied simply watching her walk into the bathroom to get it. She handed her an aspirin before walking into the kitchen to get a bottle of water for her. After Imogen returned to the bedroom and sat down next to Fiona she noticed her yawn.

"Are you tired?" Imogen asked taking Fiona's hand in hers.

"Yeah, a little bit. What time is it?" Fiona asked leaning on Imogen's shoulder.

"About 7," Imogen said glancing at her phone. "Want to call it an early night?"

"Mm, I guess so," Fiona mumbled in response clearly started to get drowsy.

Imogen got up slowly and held out her hand to help Fiona up. Fiona walked into the bathroom and changed into her pajamas before returning to the bedroom and climbing into bed. "You coming, Im?" Fiona asked quietly from under the covers.

"Of course, I just have to change and call Natalie real quick," Imogen said making her way towards the kitchen.

"Okay," Fiona mumbled in response not even thinking about why Imogen had to call Natalie. She decided to wait for Imogen to come to bed before she tried to fall asleep because she knew she would feel so much better with Imogen by her side.

Imogen stood in the kitchen on the phone with her mother only because she was worried about Fiona. She knew a little bit about head injuries and even though the doctors said she should be fine she had to make sure because well it was Fiona. Natalie did her best to reassure her that it was just a minor side affect that the doctors had warned Fiona about and that it shouldn't affect her for long but Imogen was still very unsure about the whole situation. Part of her knew that she was overreacting but another part of her just wanted to make sure Fiona was going to okay. Eventually Imogen calmed down and understood that it was a temporary side affect and that they're to be expected in injuries like this. Imogen said goodnight to Natalie before putting her phone on the counter and putting the mugs in the sink so they wouldn't be left out.

Imogen quietly walked into the bedroom just in case Fiona was sleeping and changed quietly into her pajamas. Imogen walked over to the bed and slid in next to Fiona. She could see that Fiona was still awake and assumed that she had been waiting for her to come to bed.

Fiona moved closer to Imogen and gave her a quick kiss on the cheek before wrapping her arms over her waist and resting her head on Imogen's shoulder. Imogen turned to her and kissed her forehead, "Sweet dreams, Fiona."

"Goodnight, Immy," Fiona said in response. Imogen laid there listening to Fiona's breathing even out. Once she was sure that Fiona had fallen asleep she closed her eyes and allowed sleep to take over.