"Long Weekend" – part 21

Summary and additional notes in part 1.

Author's Note: Thanks so much for the reviews! I think the last chapter is the steamiest one yet, and after writing the fics "On A Mission" and the "Bare" series, that's saying a lot! Lol!

By the way, I love how Adam's "best morning ever" happened 11 chapters ago! Yeah, these are really long days ;-) Anyway, here are we folks! It's finally Saturday morning in this story. Enjoy!

To Tara Summers - Wasn't able to send a PM so I'll respond here… Definitely! Who doesn't love Buffy! :D Thank you for the review!

Disclaimer: I do NOT own Degrassi!

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Adam squinted as he opened one eye and groaned. It was too early to get up. He and Fiona were up to almost six in the morning making love. He wanted nothing more than to continue to lie in bed with his naked girlfriend. So why was he up at 9:28AM? He rolled onto his side and rested his head back on his pillow, attempting to go back to sleep. About all of five minutes passed before he begrudgingly peeled back the covers and placed his feet on the floor. He stretched out his arms and yawned. When he stood up he knew he made the right decision. He had to pee really badly.

Adam glanced back at the bed and paused. Fiona was still fast asleep. She looked so peaceful, he couldn't help but smile. He loved her with all his heart and he was overjoyed that he was here with her now, sharing this moment – even if she wasn't awake.

When he reached the bathroom he made a beeline for the toilet. As he went, his mind wandered. The past two days had been amazing. Part of him was melancholy that it was already Saturday. He promptly kicked himself for the negative thoughts. He had all day today and most of tomorrow to spend to with the woman he loved. He flushed and migrated over to the sink.

Adam laughed at his appearance. His hair was a mess, flying every which way. His face looked sleepy, and he certainly felt that way. His eyes swept over his torso and he grinned. Fiona wasn't a big fan of hickeys, but every so often they accidentally ended up with one. She had given him one on his lower neck. He brought his fingers to it as he examined it the mirror. Fortunately, it seemed like the location of it would easily be hidden by most shirts. Still knowing it was there amused him. If nothing else, he had an additional souvenir to take home with him.

Since he was already up he decided to take a quick shower and brush his teeth. When he left the adjacent bathroom fifteen minutes later, Fiona was still asleep. Again he softened at the sight. He didn't want to wake her so he decided to get some coffee. He'd make a cup for her as well and bring it to the room.

Adam grabbed his knapsack and took out a black t-shirt. It was a simple sleeveless cotton undershirt. He put it on along with a fresh pair of boxers. He reached into the bag and took out a pair of dark gray sweats. They were slightly baggy, just the way he liked to wear them. Now dressed, he returned his towel to the bathroom and then quietly left her room.

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Adam was fairly certain no one else would be up. He took light steps as he walked down the long corridor to the kitchen. When he finally got there it was empty. He smirked. Fiona never cooked, so it was likely none of the other socialites cooked either. He figured the only time this huge kitchen with top of the line appliances got used was when they had a chef or housekeeper here to prepare meals.

He located a coffee machine on the counter. It looked very expensive and had so many settings it resembled an advanced iPod dock more than anything else. It could make espressos, lattes, and cappuccinos. Not surprisingly, it seemed to be of Italian origin. He searched the shelves for coffee mix.

"Morning!" a cheery voice greeted him.

He turned around startled. "Michael?"

The older boy nodded. "Looking for coffee?" Michael asked him. Despite their late night out he didn't look the slightest bit tired. In fact he was already dressed for the day and his hair was combed back.

"Uh, yeah. Do you know where they keep the ground beans?" Adam asked. If he continued to search on his own it might take him a few hours.

"No," the other boy answered. He sat down at the kitchen table. "However, there's already mix in the machine. Just choose which premium drink you'd like."

"Oh," Adam grinned. "That's easy."

Michael chuckled. "All the convenience money can buy," he said dryly. He studied the younger boy. Adam was wearing a sleeveless t-shirt and he was impressed with his arms. He wasn't big and bulky, but the boy had lean muscle and good definition. He was in great shape and clearly whatever physical regimen he followed was working for him.

Adam nodded as he looked around for cups.

"Are you really transgendered?" Michael conceded that it wasn't the most eloquent way to lead into this conversation, but his curiosity won out. If he didn't already know he definitely wouldn't have thought the boy in front of him had been born a girl.

Adam blinked. Fiona had told him everyone in her social circle knew about him. Actually he was surprised that no one brought this up yesterday. Usually people did a poor job of reigning in their curiosity about the subject. "Yes, I am," he responded casually.

Michael grinned. There wasn't a hint of hesitancy or offense taken in his tone. Fascinating. "Honestly, I wouldn't have known."

Adam shrugged. "Well, that's the goal," he quipped, referring to his transition.

"Right," Michael chuckled. He had a couple of FTM acquaintances but it seemed to take them much longer to pass as male. "Well, milk does a body good," he added in jest.

"Um, thanks?" Adam responded.

They both laughed. Adam opened one of the cabinets, looking for coffee mugs.

"Try the one of the far left," Michael told him. Adam nodded appreciatively. "And, yes it's a compliment," he teased.

Holly J yawned as she walked into the kitchen with Megan. She needed some coffee. The two girls were already dressed but they needed something to keep them moving. She spotted Fiona's friend Michael at the kitchen table and waved. She smirked when she noticed he seemed preoccupied. She followed his line of sight and spotted a guy reaching into the cabinets. Her first thought was that it was Charlotte's boyfriend Frank, but then she remembered he had bright blonde hair. This guy had dark brown hair, and had a much leaner build than Frank, who played football at Rutgers University.

She blinked when the realization hit her. "Adam?"

He quickly turned around. "Oh, morning Holly J. Megan," he greeted them.

Megan shot her a brief look.

"Morning," the two girls said at the same time.

He turned back to the cabinet and grabbed two mugs. "Booyah!"

Holly J playfully rolled her eyes at his familiar catchphrase. It was him alright. Since when did Adam wear wifebeaters? She remembered him always being covered up, even when it was hot outside. After a moment it dawned on her that he was able to wear different things because he underwent top surgery during the beginning of the summer. She hadn't seen him since early July and he was still in the early stages of recovery then.

"So, where is Fiona?" Holly J asked him as he walked over to the coffee machine.

He looked up. "She's still sleeping. I'm making some coffee for her to have when she wakes up."

Holly J smirked. "Eventful night?" she teased.

Adam grinned broadly at the memories. "Very."

Holly J laughed at him surprised. She didn't expect him to take the bait. In the past he clammed up when any references were made to his and Fiona's sex life.

Somehow Michael managed to hold in a retort.

"Nice," Megan grinned amused. "Could you make me a cup too?" she asked him.

Holly J nodded. "Me too!"

Adam chuckled. "Alright, I'm cool with being the barista." The coffee machine made a noise as the cappuccino he made for Fiona finished.

"Is that for Fi?" Holly J asked recognizing her friend's favorite morning drink.

He nodded. "Yeah."

"Mind if I bring it to her?" she asked. She wanted to say goodbye. "Megan and I are heading back to her parents' house in Queens."

Adam paused. "I don't think that's a good idea."

"Because she's naked," Megan added reading between the lines. He frowned at her. She shrugged innocently.

Holly J laughed. "Yeah, I don't mind."

Adam raised an eyebrow.

She grinned. "I have the best friend pass. Give me the coffee!"

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tbc

A/N: Oh Holly J, lol! (To clarify, there's no Folly J in this story. They are just friends!)

This chapter has such a college dorm/apt feel to it! I think it's the shared space in the morning thing. The kitchen went from empty to occupied in no time. What do you guys think about the OCs? Michael makes me laugh. He's sarcastic and apparently a bit of a flirt. Megan is a trip too!

Anyway, the next update will be on Tuesday! As I did last week, my plan is to publish every other day (7 is an uneven number, so it's back-to-back on weekends ;-) FYI, my other fic "Bury The Castle" was just updated with chapter 10.

Come on and Review! :D