Emma drove slowly down the private pathway to Sean's house. The road was also guided with a wooden fence. She stopped the car on the side of the dirt road when she had a good view of the home, and gazed at it longingly.

(Flashback)

"Why would you want a house like this?" Sean asked, parked in the very same spot. Emma tilted her head to look at the large cottage house from the passanger seat next to him.

"Cause," Emma smiled over to Sean, reaching her hand over to rest it on his shoulder. "It's beautiful, and it's away from everyone so it'd be just me and you."

Sean rose an eyebrow. "I'd be living there too?"

Emma smiled at his low smirk, knowing he was making fun of her but liked the idea. This was a time before he even asked her yet to get married.

She giggled and looked back, with a sigh and frown. "It'll never happen though. It's most definitely expensive. Plus, you're going away now." to the army...

Sean sat there with a hard expression on his face. He gazed back at that house, and snuck another glance at Emma before starting the car.

(END OF FLASHBACK).

((**)))

When Sean finally got home, he was tired after a long day of work. He had some car stains on his arms, ready for a shower and some food and sleep.

When he parked in his driveway, his eyebrows furrowed at the other car also in his spot. He parked next to it and growled, glaring at his front door and his porch lights were on.

He could only guess who was here, and who had enough nerve like Emma Nelson to break into his damn house.

When Sean Cameron stepped inside, he didn't expect to see and smell something so good. Emma stood at the stove, cooking dinner. She leaned on it, peaking inside the pot of whatever delicious food was in there, and for once, she didn't wear her top notch fancy designer clothes. She wore a simple white tank top, and black yoga pants with her long softly curled hair down and one side pushed behind her ear.

She looked over her shoulder and he had to blink and shut his eyes for a moment, wondering if he was hallucinating.

"Hey hon, how was work?" she asked excitingly.

Sean bit his tongue and clenched his jaw, seeing her turn to his dining room table and set down some plates. When he looked at the plates though, his eyes widened, "Where's my silverware, Emma?!"

"I replaced it. They were getting so old. Looked rusty." she kept that fake big smile on with a 'fuck you' look in her eyes.

"What kind of wife would I be if I didn't look after you?"

Sean kicked the door closed from behind him, "The kind that doesn't live here"

She leaned on the door frame between the kitchen and front entrance where he stood. "Well if we're not getting divorced, we might as well change that right?"

He squinted his eyes and almost looked hurt for a moment before angry, "Cut the shit."

She snapped back just as angrily, "You first."

She turned to shut off the timer that went off from the stove. Sean couldn't help but ask, "How the hell did you even get in here?" he glanced at the back door that was still locked.

"Between me and you, I was always the smarter one." she stirred a spoon in the pot, "I know your hidding spots." she turned the stove off and stepped away from it.

"That's breaking and entering you know?" Sean asked, now coming in and leaning his shoulder on the door frame of the kitchen. He watched her, studying her movements. She looked so, relaxed here. At home. It pained him to admit he liked that.

God he hated her. Hated that she could do this to him, still make him love her without even any effort. He loved watching her cook in here. This was supposed to be, well, their home.

"No dear, we share everything still remember?" Emma taunted, "Like Joint accounts."

His eyes went big for a second, realising she was right. He warned rather darkly, "You stay away from my bank account and money."

"Where did you get all this money, huh Sean!? How do you even own this place? W-why do you even want it? You never showed interested in it before!" Was it just to spite her?

"None of your damn buisness, Emma!"

Sean went to the fridge and ripped it open, going to grab a beer. He paused and snickered, laughing in almost hysteria. Emma tried to hide her smirk when he turned.

"Where's all my beer?"

Emma insisted, "There is still some beer on the second shelf. Light beer... less calories."

He slammed the door closed and now turned to stand awfully close at her, raising his finger but then clenched it in a fist and stormed away from her. Emma raised an eyebrow and followed him to the tv room.

"What? Not going to eat dinner, baby?"

Sean sat on the couch and just shot a glare and looked for the remote. Emma stood in the room and put her hands on her hips. She looked around and she hated that she loved that this place looked as good on the inside than the out. He kept it nice, and clean. Home-ish.

"Crazy that this place has like 5 bedrooms." Emma muttered more to herself, but Sean cornered his eyes at her. Careful not to be caught. He eyed her get lost at looking around. He tried to turn his head to focus on the game on the tv as it stayed on mute.

Emma walked to the stairs but didn't go up, she just stayed by to admire the wooden oak.

"Hey." she teased lightly, looking back to Sean on the couch. "So would four of those rooms be for our kids? My parents when they get old? Or Jay, when Manny is done with him?"

Sean didn't turn, he kept looking forward but a slow grin spread across his face softly. His eyes then saddened though.

He joked back roughly, "Even the dog would have it's own room with your kind of beliefs."

Emma giggled, then stopped, biting her lower lip and eying Sean still on the couch, not facing her. She walked up from behind and went around to sit beside. Sean narrowed his eyes and she turned towards him.

"What are you doing with a place so big like this?" she had to ask, searching his face for an answer. Was it really to spite her? To show her? Or something else?

"What's it to you?" he shot at her, "Look, don't ask me things about my life. I don't ask you about your boyfriend..."

He looked so spitefully at her. Emma's mouth slowly dropped, and couldn't believe Sean knew. All this time, he knew. Who told him? Why didn't whoever told him wait for her to say something to him herself? She could barely look him back in the eyes.

She honestly felt like a terrible person, and above all, a cheater. How come she felt as if she was a cheater? Her and Sean weren't even together anymore. .

She stared down at the space between them on the couch, numbly. "Who told you?"

"Baby," he mocked her from before, "You may of been the smarter one between us, but that doesn't mean I'm stupid."

He turned his head back to the tv, with a hard look on his face that Emma couldn't read. She looked choked up, and she felt almost sick.

"Look, Sean.." she swallowed when she felt a lump in her throat, and tears burned her eyes.

He turned his head back towards her but couldn't look at her either. "It's fine. I mean, we're over right?" he snickered, and stayed quiet for a moment. It was silent. "I mean, nobody finds their soul mate when they're only kids right?"

Emma's hazel eyes shimmered a bit, remembering when she met Sean, when he walked right into her first class at Degrassi. She smiled sadly, a twinkle in her eyes, remembering all they went through as they grew up. The horrible first date, the amazing first kiss, the flirting, the bickering, the breaking up, and getting back together. The time Sean came back to Degrassi after Emma thought he was gone for good. She had never been so happy, ever. She remembered all the crazy stuff. All the good stuff, and even the bad. Cause no matter how bad it could get with Sean, they could always come back from it. Not many couples could.

"Yeah, I guess..." Emma whispered, an unsure look in her eyes. She knew damn well she loved Sean Cameron since the day she laid eyes on him.

Sean now furrowed his eyebrows, looking at her. His heart jumped a bit. Was there still hope for them? She looked very conflicted right now. What could that mean?

"You know, I rarely got to hear people call you Mrs Cameron.."

Emma still looked down but slightly blushed and smiled, nodding. "It's wierd." she then snickered, "But you were busy, being...gone."

He frowned.

"We never went on a honeymoon either." she recalled.

He paused. "Yea.. Guess we didn't..."

Emma looked away from him. He tried to remember something good...anything. He still couldn't believe they never really did wife and husband things. Maybe, maybe he was a bad husband?

"After party was fun though, right?" he questioned, actually unsure. He couldn't remember.

She shrugged, "That was more you and the guys having fun. Jay was dating that stripper at the time remember? She was crazy. And I really loved how Spinner puked on shoes too.. you guys got so drunk."

Even if she laughed a little, Sean's stomach turned. "I really didn't give you the wedding you deserved did I?"

Emma looked up and they locked eyes on another. She saw the regret in his eyes. She couldn't really answer that, I mean, all that mattered then was that at least she was with him. They were young.

"So you love this Kelly guy now?"

"Sean." Emma sighed, not wanting to talk about that.

He stared her down. "Tell me and I'll sign the divorce papers."

Emma sat there frozen, an odd feeling of doubt running through her veins as she stared back at him.

"Yes."

"Yes what?"

"Yes, I lov-" He raised an eyebrow when she couldn't finish that sentence, and she scoffed in anger. "Sean I don't need to prove anything to you."

He rolled his eyes and got up with a laugh, "You know what, I just forgot about something."

"W-wait!?" Emma got up, confused and called after him. "You said you'd sign the papers!"

Sean turned from going up the stairs and removing his shirt. Emma rolled her eyes and crossed her arms but glanced back up slowly. His triceps clenched when he grabbed the railing and went up, unbottoning his jeans.

"Sorry Em," he taunts, "I got me a date tonight."

Emma's eyes flared madly, "WHAT?!"

Author note: My apologies guys! I had a surgery on my ankle and been in bed a lot the past week. But good news! I got tons of time off work to update! How'd you like this chapter? Leave a review!