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The Way Back to You

Chapter 20

Adam and Fiona both groaned when his alarm went off at 7 o'clock. "Sorry," he mumbled as music blared from the speakers. He'd forgotten he set his clock on radio mode.

"Turn it off," she whined, curling up against him without opening her eyes.

He laid in bed for a moment, listening to the song that had just started playing as he gently rubbed Fiona's back. "How about this song for the wedding?"

"Hmm?" she hummed.

"You know, for our first dance."

"Whatever you want, baby," she mumbled. "Just go back to sleep."

He smiled and kissed the top of her head. He turned the volume of his radio down as he whispered the lyrics in her ear.

I know that it might sound more than

a little crazy but I believe

I knew I loved you before I met you

I think I dreamed you into life

I knew I loved you before I met you

I have been waiting all my life

There's just no rhyme or reason

only this sense of completion

and in your eyes

I see the missing pieces

I'm searching for

I think I found my way home

Fiona opened her eyes and slowly turned her head to look at him. He smiled as he continued to sing softly to her until she pressed her lips softly to his.

She rolled over, landing on top of him, as she turned his radio off. She kissed him once more before moving next to him again. "Go to sleep."

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When Fiona woke up again, Adam was gone. She slipped on one of his shirts and a pair of his boxers before she left his room. As she passed the bathroom, she heard Adam whistling as he took a shower.

She smiled and touched the doorknob, considering joining him. She opened the door and saw his outline through the shower curtain. She hesitated a moment, then stepped back into the hallway and closed the door again.

They'd been dating for nearly eleven months and had been intimate for over five, but she'd never seen him completely naked. She knew Adam hated the way his body looked, over time he'd gotten more comfortable with his lower half, but he still wouldn't let her see his chest. He would rarely let her touch his chest, if he could help it.

She walked back into his bedroom and sat on his bed, waiting for him. After a moment, he walked into the room, wearing a t-shirt and pajama bottoms.

"Get a good look?" he asked.

She blinked. She was certain he hadn't seen her in the bathroom. "I… I didn't really see anything," she said quickly. "Just… just a shadow."

He nodded, then smiled as he sat next to her. "I guess it was bound to happen eventually, right?"

She didn't speak for a moment, looking down as she rung her hands. "When do you think you'll get the surgery?"

"I don't know. I know my mom doesn't want me to get it done until I'm eighteen, but I'd miss too much school with the recovery if I got it done after my birthday. I'll have to wait until next summer."

"That means pushing the wedding back a couple months." She knew he didn't want to get married without having his breasts removed. "We can't really take a honeymoon halfway through the semester."

"Which means waiting until winter break or the next summer." He sighed. When he proposed four months ago, they both knew they were in for a long engagement. They agreed on July 2013, after he graduated high school. At the time, it was a two year wait. Now they were talking about adding another year.

"There's a surgeon in New York, Dr. Bishop," she began slowly. "He specializes in gender reassignment surgeries. He's good. On his website he has pictures of the surgeries and after a few months you can barely see the scars."

He smiled. "You did your research, huh?"

"Yeah. He's one of the best in North America, if not the world."

"Great. And how much longer are we gonna have to wait for him? If he's as good as you say he is…"

"I… I actually called him." He quickly looked at her. "It was before… we broke up. He said he had some openings this summer."

"I just said my mom won't let me get it done yet."

"So we'll talk to her about it. She can't make you put it off forever. If you have the opportunity to go to an amazing surgeon, I don't see how she could say no."

He let out a breath and looked at the wall. "You know how bad I want this, Fiona, but…"

"It's scary," she finished for him, taking one of his hands. "I know. But it can't do any harm to meet with him, right?"

He slowly turned his head to look at her before she continued.

"You can come to New York during winter break and have a consult with him."

He sighed, then nodded slowly. "How soon do you think he can meet with us?"

To be continued…

AN: for those of you who don't recognize the song from the beginning of the chapter, it's called "I Knew I Loved You" by Savage Garden. I heard it on the radio the other day after not hearing it for about ten years and Adam and Fiona popped into my mind.