"Long Weekend" – part 10

Summary and additional notes in part 1.

Author's Note: Thanks for the reviews on the last chapter, lol! In this chapter there's Fadam fluff and Coyne family bonding!

Disclaimer: I do NOT own Degrassi!

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Fiona had a content smile on her face as she tiptoed out of the room and headed to breakfast. Adam was still in bed. She decided to let him sleep in. His long trip combined with their activities earlier this morning had been very tiring. Today was likely to be another long day so she wanted him to rest up.

When she got to the kitchen she was happy to see her parents sitting at the table eating breakfast. Like her, they were wearing pajamas with a robe. She was especially thrilled to see that there was a full assortment of food available on the counter.

"Morning Mom and Dad!" she said brightly.

"Morning Fifi," Lara smiled warmly.

She kissed her mother on the cheek and gave her dad a hug.

"Where's Declan?" she asked as she grabbed an empty plate.

"Right here," Declan answered as he walked into the room. He was carrying his iPhone in one hand and a cup of coffee in the other. Clearly he had been up for awhile. "Where's Adam?"

"Sleeping. Yesterday was a pretty long day for him," Fiona responded. They all nodded. "I don't understand why he wouldn't just fly round trip."

"A man's got to make his own way," her father reminded her. He knew she hated that saying, but it didn't make it any less true.

Nolan Coyne liked that Adam wasn't okay with Fiona paying for everything. It told him much about the young man's character. Often women from wealthy backgrounds were targets of social climbers and men interested in their money. It was part of the reason why most families pressed for their daughters to marry men from similar backgrounds. In many ways Adam was an atypical choice, but Nolan fully approved of him dating his daughter. Adam wasn't looking for an easy ride. Not even from his own family.

The summer Adam stayed with them he worked five days a week for his uncle to earn money for daily expenses. He took the job seriously. He was a focused worker, never arrived there late, and would put in overtime when the occasion called for it. Nolan knew from experience that few sixteen years olds displayed such discipline. He was confident that Adam would protect and provide for his daughter whether they had money to fall back on or not.

Fiona sighed as she placed a couple of toasted baguettes on her plate. Declan smirked at her. He knew she was annoyed but he agreed with their father. It was hard for her to see it now, but Adam's independence was a good thing. He hoped in time she'd fare better in picking her battles.

Several minutes later Fiona asked, "Dad, are you going to come with us to the rink?"

It was a Coyne family tradition to go ice skating after Thanksgiving. Whenever they were in New York City, they went to the Wollman Skating Rink in Central Park. Mr. Coyne was often busy with work so he didn't accompany them every year, but Fiona loved it whenever he could.

Nolan smiled at his daughter. "No can do this year. I'm going to be tied up in meetings all afternoon."

"Oh," she said disappointed.

Declan shook his head briefly. "The rest of us will have a great time," he assured his sister. He took a seat next to her. "I'm looking forward to seeing how Torres fares on the ice." Declan chuckled to himself before taking a sip of orange juice.

Fiona smirked. He was going to be surprised. He seemed to forget the national sport of Canada was hockey. "We'll see."

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When Adam finally woke, the sight that greeted his eyes made him smile. On her side of the bed Fiona was sitting Indian style on the covers. She was fully dressed, though understandably wore socks without shoes, and had a computer balanced in her lap. She wore a pair of black framed reading glasses which made her look adorable and alluring all at once.

"Hey," he said in a sleepy voice. Her eyes snapped to his and she smiled broadly.

"You're awake," she stated. She closed her laptop and placed it on the bed. She then crawled over to him. "Good morning."

He softly laughed, enjoying having her so close. He reached up and caressed her cheek. "Thanks," he told her.

"For what?" she questioned with a smile.

He shrugged. "For everything," he responded. He lightly ran his other hand down the length of her arm. "Especially for the world's best wake up this morning," he grinned.

She leaned closer. "You liked that?" she teased.

He nodded and gently pressed his lips to hers. "Can't wait to return the favor." His eyes were hooded with desire.

She smirked at him. "Well, you're going to have to wait a bit longer. We're going to the rink in an hour and you need a shower," she told him. "Perhaps you should make it a cold one?"

He gave her a look and she giggled.

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Declan had a smug look as they picked up their skates. He motioned for Adam to follow him to the guy's locker area.

"So, do you have much skating experience?" he asked as he pulled off his left shoe.

Adam grinned. "A little bit." He placed his sneakers off to the side.

"Fiona and I have been skating since we were four," Declan casually mentioned as he laced up one of his skates.

"Impressive," Adam responded in a cheery tone.

Five minutes later the two boys were ready to head to the ice. When they got to the rink they found that somehow Fiona and Mrs. Coyne had beaten them to it. Both were already on the ice. Declan and Adam shared a look before coming to the edge.

"Try to keep up," Declan teased. He launched himself onto the ice and took off on one long glide. In no time he had gone a quarter of the way around the rink.

Adam shook his head. He didn't have such lofty goals. He merely wanted to skate over to where his girlfriend was. Fiona and her mom were leisurely skating on the opposite site of the rink. He carefully stepped onto the ice and began to build speed within a few strides. He clasped his hands behind his back and tilted his torso forward.

"You guys warmed up?" Adam asked as he came up behind Fiona and Mrs. Coyne.

"Hey Adam," Fiona smiled.

"You look at home on the ice," Mrs. Coyne complimented him.

"Thank you," Adam responded. When he was nine he became a goalie in the children's skating league back home. He went on to play for two years.

Adam skated over to his girlfriend and took her hand. "Care to skate a lap?"

"Sure," Fiona agreed. Before they could take off Declan showed up. He looked angry.

"It's barely 11:00AM and already the vultures are out," he sneered.

Adam furrowed his brows and looked at Fiona. She was looking off into the distance so he followed her line of sight. "What is it?" he asked.

Declan looked at him. "The Vanderbilts, Hearsts, and Remingtons are here too, so the paps out circling."

Adam looked around. He noticed the rink wasn't as full as he thought it would be. It dawned on him that it was closed rink. Skaters were here by invitation only.

"Can't security do anything about it?" Fiona asked annoyed.

Declan shrugged. "I'll go check."

His mother shook her head. "I'm sure someone is already looking into it."

He nodded. He supposed she was right. "In the meantime we're zoo animals on display," Declan quipped.

Mrs. Coyne gave him a look. "We don't have to let it spoil our fun," she reminded him.

Declan and Fiona shared a look. Their parents were overly fond of that line. Fiona understood Declan's anger. It was awful how tabloids would publish wild rumors and twist the truth to sell more papers. Both of them had been burned by it, just like many other their peers. She didn't blame him for having a kneejerk reaction to photographers showing up when they just wanted to enjoy the rink.

"I'm going to skate another lap," Declan declared.

Adam was confused as he watched the older boy go. Fiona caught onto his look and tugged his arm.

"Let's go," she said softly. When they covered a bit of distance she spoke again. "Papers and Paparazzi aren't our friends," she bluntly stated.

Adam grinned at her. "I could sense that." He skated closer to her so that he could grab her hand. Their fingers slowly intertwined.

After a moment Fiona pulled away and skated ahead. "Catch me… if you can," she challenged. She let out a short laugh as she increased her speed.

Adam grinned at her. "We'll see about that, princess!"

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tbc

A/N: I don't think Fiona and Declan's dad has been shown on the show before, so I took some liberties :D

FYI, this week I'm switching between updating this story and "The Wedding". Next update will likely be Saturday. If you've spotted the anvils, there may be some drama ahead…

Reviews = Really Cool!

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A/N #2: I stand corrected about Mr. Coyne. Thanks maggie1624 and FadamRoxs! Going to rewatch the boiling point premiere :D

Anonymous, to answer your question, anvils are subtle hints about future plot points. Foreshadowing really.