Riley drove Adam's dad's car to the restaurant down the street, trying to calm Adam's nerves along the way.

"Do I look okay? You don't think I'm overdressed?" Riley glanced at Adam's slicked back hair and his button down shirt and suit jacket.

"Nope, if you had gone with the tie, then you would have been overdressed."

"You're right." Adam said as he exhaled harshly. "Good call."

"See, I can live up to the steryotype." Riley said jokingly as he pulled in front of the restaurant. Adam immediately spotted Fiona sitting on a bench. She had straightened her curls, and was wearing a fashionable black coat and wrist length gloves to shield herself from the cold. "There she is." Adam nodded and jumped out of the passengers seat. He grabbed Fiona's wrapped gift and thanked Riley before walking quickly to the door.

"Sorry." He said timidly "am I late?" Fiona's face lit up at the sight of Adam looking prim and proper and she stood up from the bench. She almost towered over Adam in her heels, but he didn't mind.

"No, I was early. I just, couldn't wait to see you." Adam looked at Fiona's made up face and immediately got nervous. He tried not to imagine her upset, with all of that carefully applied mascara running down her cheeks. He noticed the sparkling silver flower in her hair and tried to compliment her.

"I like your flower." Lame. Fiona giggled and lightly touched her hair.

"Why, thank you Mr. Torres, how kind."

Adam tried chivalry on for size and rushed ahead of Fiona so that he could hold the door open for her. "After you." Fiona nodded thankfully and stepped in front of him. He couldn't help but notice how gorgeous her legs looked as she strut through the doors. He was staring so hard that he almost walked into the young waiter that stood to greet them. The waiter looked knowingly at Adam and smiled.

"Good evening." The waiter said cheerfully as he swiftly grabbed some menus from the podium. "Two?"

"Yeah," Adam said as he tried to recover from his embarrassment "I-I mean yes, thank you." When they reached their table, the waiter offered to take Fiona's coat. She removed her coat, revealing a short, bright red cocktail dress that caused Adam's eyes to bug jump. It wasn't so much the dress, it was how it fit her. Fiona knew that she was being a tease, she could tell by Adam's facial expression that she had picked the perfect outfit.

"I've been saving this dress for the right time. I thought that dinner with my honey was the perfect occasion." Fiona's smile began to fade as Adam continued to stare, completely mesmerized. "You don't think it's too much?"

"Sorry I'm just…" Adam tried to find the word for completely and utterly awestruck and only came up with "wow." Fiona blushed tried to keep from biting her fingernails nervously. Adam smiled awkwardly and fiddled with his silverware. He was always nervous around Fiona, but he was extra nervous that night. However, Fiona didn't notice a thing. She was used to him being frazzled around her.

"It's so weird that you didn't have to make reservations on Christmas Eve." Fiona said, desperate for conversation. "This place is so charming."

"It's kind of a well kept secret. My Aunt had her engagement party here." Fiona nodded, trying to seem interested.

"I saw that Riley dropped you off. That was nice of him."

"Oh yeah. He came out to his mom today."

"That's amazing. I don't believe it!" Fiona grinned widely and almost looked like she was going to cry tears of joy. He hoped that she would react this way when he dropped the bomb. "It's hard to believe that I was 'dating' him last year." Adam smirked and laughed softly. "Now he's, madly in love with another guy." Fiona sighed dreamily, causing Adam to roll his eyes.

"More like madly infatuated." Fiona looked slightly offended and fiddled with the napkin in her lap.

"Well, I think it's cute." Adam heard the harsh tone in her voice and immediately recalculated his answer.

"No, it is! It's just… It's scary how quickly things can change." Fiona nodded and rested her arm on the table.

"Speaking of change…are you and Eli friends again?" Adam shrugged and took a sip of water. That question was dangerous territory. "How did you, Riley and Zane become so close anyway?" Adam blushed nervously and smoothed his hair down behind his ear.

"They're friends with Drew, remember?" Adam smirked weakly and tried to look uninterested in the subject, hoping that Fiona would catch the hint and talk about something else.

"Well, now they are. But I thought-"

"Do you want to exchange gifts before or after dinner? I'm practically jumping out of my skin with anticipation." Fiona narrowed her eyes suspiciously but her speculation quickly passed.

"After." She said warmly with an oddly seductive smile. "Your gift is at my place." Fiona rubbed her foot against Adam's leg under the table causing him to shiver. "You can come over afterwards. Just you, me and some candle light-"

"I can't…Riley's staying over tonight." Adam said, relieved that he had a legitimate excuse. "Drew's isn't nearly intelligent enough to keep Riley's real reason for staying a secret for that long." At first Adam laughed shortly at his own joke, but then frowned at Fiona's disappointed look and reached across the table for her hand. She pulled her hand away and looked away from him, blinking heavily. "Fiona," Adam said sweetly, trying to get her to look at him. "Come on, you can't be mad at me about this it's not my fault-"

"I already went through this once."

"Went through what once? What are you talking about?" Adam became frustrated with Fiona as she refused to answer. "Fiona, answer me,"

"You're not…" Fiona glanced down at her lap and then up at Adam, trying to keep herself from bursting into tears. "You're not attracted to me at all, are you?" Adam's face contorted into a look of confusion and condescending disbelief. It was quite the opposite. And he thought that Fiona knew that.

"What?"

"We've been together for almost three months now and you've barely touched me."

"I thought…I was just being sensitive."

"I don't want you to be that sensitive, Adam." Adam rubbed his hands over his face and tried not keep from getting emotional at Fiona's tearful confession. "I got all dressed up, I-I tried to look nice for you and you don't even want me. It's hopeless."

"Fiona, I do want you…really, really badly."

"Then why don't you ever prove it?"

"Because I can't." Adam confessed, still holding back tears. Whenever he got emotional he looked more feminine. It was a reflex for him not to cry. "You didn't notice anything… different about me? You didn't hear any rumors, nothing at all?" Fiona looked at Adam with confusion. She never heard much gossip around Degrassi. Up until recently, Holly J was her only friend. And she was always going back and forth between Toronto and New York.

"What are you talking about?" Adam began to get impatient and he grabbed Fiona's hand from across the table.

"Fiona, look at me."

"I am-

"No, really really look at me." Fiona shook her head and looked away.

"I don't know what you're talking about." She said with an uncomfortable smile. It was then that Adam realized that this idea wasn't completely new to Fiona. There was something in her that was speculating all along, she just never came to terms with it, because she didn't want to. She wanted to believe that one of her relationships was 'normal' for once.

"You do," he said accusingly "you do know what I'm talking about."

"Do we have to do this now?"

"I can't just keep lying to you it's not fair." Fiona looked to the left and tapped her foot under the table. She looked as if she wanted to bolt out of the restaurant. Adam gulped and felt like he was going to vomit. He was going to tell her. There was no better time but no. "I'm a female to male transgender."

Adam paused, waiting for a response. Fiona didn't look at Adam. Her mouth didn't drop. She didn't even raise an eyebrow. She just stared at the door in silence.

She began to bite at her thumbnail until the tip of her finger turned bright red. "I'm sorry I didn't tell you earlier. But, I thought that you would hate me I thought-" Adam stopped when he saw the waiter walk toward the table.

"Sorry to keep you waiting, something to drink for the lovely couple?"

"Perrier please." Fiona said in a voice that sounded surprisingly sweet and stable. "Adam?" Adam shook his head at the waiter, feeling almost drunk with nervousness and looked at Fiona with slight disbelief.

"So, what are you thinking?" Fiona opened her menu and smiled sweetly as she skimmed the pages.

"I'm thinking that the caviar looks lovely." Adam squinted at her and tried not to seem anxious.

"So, we're not gonna talk about it?"

"Talk about what?" Fiona asked before she took a short sip of water and returned her attention to the menu in front of her. Adam couldn't believe that she was just going to pretend that their conversation had never happened. After all of his planning and after three months of being together, he figured that this would be either the turning or breaking point of their relationship. Instead, they had made no progress. He would have preferred for her to bust out crying and run out of the restaurant. It would have been better than her pretending that nothing had been said.

"Fiona, don't act like you didn't hear me-"

"Sweetie, how about you try the shrimp alfredo. It would be a nice change from burgers and fries." Adam cleared the tears from his throat and sat up straight. He looked at Fiona painfully, and tried to answer her.

"Sure dear, sounds great."