"Long Weekend" – part 8

Summary and additional notes in part 1.

Author's Note: Thanks for the reviews! FYI, buenas noches means "good night".

Disclaimer: I do NOT own Degrassi!


-oOo-

The taxi ride back Downtown was pretty quick. Adam and Fiona went to a nearby Starbucks and bought some lattes for her parents, brother, and Marta.

"Deep breaths," she teased as the elevator opened on their floor. They entered the foyer cautiously. It was half past eleven o'clock. Placing the coffee on one of the accent tables, they took off their coats and shoes.

"Fiona, Adam, there you are!"

The couple looked up startled.

"Hi Mom," Fiona said brightly.

"It won't be long until we all retire to bed. We're in the den. Join us when you're ready," Mrs. Coyne told them before walking away.

Fiona turned Adam. He looked at her with raised eyebrows. "What did I tell you?" she grinned. Inwardly she was thankful that her mom skipped the awkward questions. However, that didn't mean her dad or Declan would be so considerate.

When they entered the den, the first thing Adam noticed was the heat. The penthouse was huge and could be drafty sometimes, but it not in this room. There was a live fire burning that made it cozy. The second thing he noticed was that Mr. Coyne and his son were engaged in a game of Chess. He couldn't tell who was winning.

"Hi Dad and Declan!" Fiona said happily. Her father looked up and grinned. Declan smirked.

"Welcome back Fifi," Mr. Coyne said jovially. "You're just in time to see me capture your brother's last pawn. Are those for us?" he asked looking at the tray of coffee Adam held.

"Indeed. We got one for everyone and they're still hot," Fiona said as she and Adam handed off the lattes.

"So, was it an eventful walk?" Declan teased.

Fiona narrowed her eyes. "Do you want your latte or not?"

He chuckled. "Okay!" he relented.

Mrs. Coyne laughed at their exchange. She looked at Adam and placed a hand on his shoulder. "Thanks for the drinks. It was thoughtful." She smiled warmly as he relaxed.

"It was no trouble at all," he told her. He looked down at the tray. They had one more drink. "Where's Marta?"

Mrs. Coyne audibly groaned. "Declan." Her son's shoulders slumped a little.

Fiona eyed her twin curiously. He gave her a small shrug, "Um, she's at a hotel. She's going to head back home tomorrow."

Adam and Fiona shared a look.

"Thank goodness! Declan, she was awful!" Fiona blurted out. Mrs. Coyne nodded her head in agreement while Mr. Coyne was diplomatically neutral.

Declan looked at Adam. "And you? Any commentary to add?"

Adam paused. He really didn't like the girl. Throughout the day she had made rude and inappropriate comments toward him. "Well… she's no Holly J," he teased.

Fiona and her parents laughed. Despite himself Declan chuckled as well.

"Touché, Torres."

-oOo-

Adam sighed as he rested his forehead against Fiona's. He held her in an embrace with his arms around her waist.

"So close, yet so far away," he sighed. He was biding her goodnight. His guestroom was several doors down.

Fiona leaned forward and kissed him. She lingered, taking her time before pulling away. "Or you could stay."

He groaned. He did want to stay. But while he was here, he was going to adhere to her parents' wishes. Before this trip, they told Fiona and Declan that their guests were to stay in their own rooms.

"I wish I could," he admitted. He caressed her cheek. "But I'll be back first thing in the morning."

Suddenly they heard a knock at the door. They each took a couple of steps back.

"Come in," Fiona permitted.

The door opened slowly. Declan walked in briskly. "Hey guys," he said rather cheery.

"Declan, what are you doing here?" Fiona asked a little annoyed.

"It's good to see you too!" he teased. "I'm here to pass on a message."

Adam snorted. "A message? What are you, part of the Corleone family?"

Fiona laughed.

Declan smirked. "No, but you'll probably owe me a favor down the road."

Adam glanced at Fiona. He could tell she was as curious as he was.

"Go on," Fiona pressed.

"It's fine if Adam stays here for the night," Declan told her.

"What?" Fiona asked confused. How did this topic even come up?

"Well, the rooming rules were doled out in the sake of fairness. Mom and Dad don't have a problem with Adam because you guys are practically engaged, but they thought it would be unfair to treat my guest differently. Now that's she gone, they don't care," Declan explained.

"And this randomly came up in conversation?" Fiona asked, still not following how they came to this conclusion.

Her brother grinned. "I asked because I knew you wouldn't. Anyway, you're welcome and good night!"

"Thanks Declan," Adam said surprised.

Declan stepped out of the room and paused at the door. "No problem, bro-in-law to be!"

Fiona and Adam shared a look after he left.

"Guess I'm staying," Adam told her. He smiled at her for moment before deciding to pick her up and march them over towards the bed.

Fiona giggled in his arms. Adam had a lean, tone frame and he was stronger than he looked. They were the same height and he could carry her with ease. They both laughed as he lowered her on the covers. He leaned over her and laughed.

"Thank you for flying Air Adam. Please remain in a reclining position until otherwise informed," he joked. He stared into her eyes for a moment before lowering his head to kiss her. After a moment he pulled away and lay beside her.

Fiona smiled content. Today had been such an amazing day! Adam arrived early and surprised her. Thanksgiving dinner had been enjoyable for the most part. The food was amazing as always, but she found Adam's Pernil especially tasty. She was touched that he found a way to share part of himself with all of them. This holiday was about family and togetherness. She was overjoyed that he fit right in.

She glanced over at her boyfriend. His eyes were closed and he took steady breaths. Adam's day had been quite long. He traveled well over ten hours by bus to get here. She gently nudged his shoulder. His eyes fluttered open.

"Hey," he said with a smile as he turned on his side to face her.

Fiona gave him a knowing look. "Let's go to bed."

"Are you sure?" he questioned.

"I can tell you're tired. Let's get some rest or else we'll really feel it in the morning," she told him.

Adam paused. "Okay."

He was pretty exhausted. He breathed a sigh of relief that they already had their night clothes on. They moved to the top of the bed and crawled under the covers.

"Goodnight mi amor," he whispered before drifting off to sleep.

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tbc


A/N: This concludes Thanksgiving day (Thursday! Indeed, I'm 8 chapters in and most of it has been one day!). The next part will take place on Friday, the day after American Thanksgiving.

FYI, I'm going on a short hiatus from publishing fics. Gonna recharge the batteries for a bit and enjoy the rest of the holiday weekend internet free.

Since I'll be away for awhile, I added some previews for what's coming up below. Thanks for the alerts, favorites, and reviews!


Previews of upcoming chapters (listed in no particular order) –

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Declan snorted. Fiona turned towards him with a frown and he tried to play it off as a cough. He looked at Adam. "You know, the scenes weren't shown in order, right?" he offered.

-oOo-

He reached up to caress her cheek. "You like to climb on top of me," Adam teased.

Fiona softly laughed. "You like it when I'm on top."

He smiled broadly as he nodded. "That, I do."

-oOo-

"How bad do you think it will get?" Adam questioned. He still wasn't quite sure what he was getting into.

-oOo-

"Hey Fiona!" a bunch of them greeted her. Adam recognized Charlotte and her boyfriend Frank from the other night. They exchanged smiles.

Fiona was about to introduce him but someone beat her to it.


-Cheers!

buenas noches