Sorry for the delay...this is it. The final chapter...The story was at risk of not being finished (my pet peeve) so I apologize if it's shorter than you would have liked...Please read and review...will inspire me to write more as season 6 inspires me.

Thank you to all the reviewers...especially those who have been reading and reviewing since the beginning of all three of my stories...That's you, luvluv. Thoughts on the story as a whole?

FYI - J. Torres, the writer of the Degrassi graphic novels, has confirmed that book 4 (due out in the spring with book 3) features Marco and Dylan between seasons 5 and 6. Yay!

Chapter 10: Fall All Over Again

Marco opened his eyes as the sun began peeking in through the curtains. He looked around confused and distracted by the pounding sensation between his eyes. 'Where am …oh.' Marco noticed the blonde curls asleep on the other half of the bed. 'Dylan's apartment.' The events of the night before slowly surfaced as he got up to drink some more water.

"We need to talk." When he got back to the bedroom, Dylan was sitting up on the bed, apparently waiting for him.

"Okay." Marco sat down on the bed tentatively facing Dylan. "Look, about last night-"

"Yeah, about last night," Dylan began, "Marco – that's not what I want."

"Oh, okay," Marco's feelings of rejection began to resurface, "well, I'm sorry then…I thought we were both into it." Marco looked down, annoyed and embarrassed.

"Into it?" Dylan was frustrated, "Of course I was into it, Marco…what do you think? The guy who most turns me on in the world is all over me..."

"What?...But you just said-"

"Yeah, I said that's not what I want," Dylan sighed, "drunk, lonely, post-break-up Marco who's not sure what he wants."

"Oh," Marco couldn't help it as a smile slowly crept across his face as he looked at Dylan with his puppy dog eyes, "so you are into it?...into me?"

Dylan couldn't help but smile back, "Marco, how long did we go out for?...You should know the answer to that question."

"Okay…so what do you want?"

"Well, for starters, I want to take you to this great Thai restaurant in the village tonight."

"Oh…I get it…" Marco smiled, "so it's a date?"

"You bet," Dylan looked at Marco with his wide grin. A moment passed before Marco reached out, intertwining their fingers.

"So have you spoken to Drew?" Dylan asked as he added some chili sauce to his chicken pad thai.

"Yeah," Marco answered, "on Thursday. "He's actually doing great…coming out, meeting people" he paused, unsure how to phrase his next sentence, "Drew said something interesting to me when I talked to him."

"Oh?" Dylan remembered his brief conversation with Drew outside the residences.

"Well…he was wondering what was going on with us – with me and you…When I asked him why he…and everybody else…was asking me that, he basically said that he thought there was always me and you…that even though we dated other people, he, at least, thought it was inevitable."

Dylan looked at Marco silently for a minute, "Well…what do you think?"

Marco stared into Dylan's blue eyes as his heart began to race. He still couldn't quite believe this was happening…that he was on a date, in Montreal, with his first love…again. He let out a giggle, "Definitely."

"So are we really gonna do this?" Marco smiled up at Dylan as they walked down the hallway to his apartment hand in hand.

"Do what?" Dylan laughed as he opened the door, twirling Marco against his wall, kissing him forcefully. "This?"

"Yeah…" Marco laughed, biting Dylan's neck, letting his hands roam across Dylan's back, "or this."

"It's up to you, Del Rossi…tonight I trust your judgement."

"So what does it all mean?" Marco wondered as Dylan dragged him into the bedroom.

Dylan stopped and stood facing Marco. He laughed, "Yeah…I guess we should clarify…so…"

"So…"

"So Marco…I miss you. I miss us…I don't want a one night blast from the past - though that wouldn't be all bad," Dylan laughed, "Right now…well, I want to take off all your clothes and make passionate love to you," Marco looked down, blushing, "I love how your cheeks still get red when I say things like that…"

"Yeah," Marco smiled sheepishly, "I'm cursed…and so, what about tomorrow?"

"Yeah…I want to do it again tomorrow too…and for as long as you'll let me." Dylan smiled.

Marco punched him in the arm, "such a one track mind…So about taking off those clothes… "

Marco smiled up at Dylan as he lay spooned in his arms the next morning. "Hey."

Dylan opened his eyes, "Hey sexy." Dylan pulled their naked bodies closer together, "I could just lie like this all day."

"Yeah, me too…but we have a train to catch at five…much as I'd love to spend Christmas right here…don't think the parents would go for it. Won't our friends be amused by this situation?"

Ring.

"Speaking of friends, that's my cell…I should probably get it," Marco reluctantly stepped out of bed, grabbing his cell and jumping back in. "Hello?...Ell, hey…You were? Sorry, I meant to tell you…I was with Dylan," Marco smiled at him, "Actually, I sort of still am…yeah, enough with the I told you so. Brunch?...Ah, sure…I'll just check with Dylan. Meet you in half an hour." Marco hung up the phone.

"That was Ellie. She's been looking for me. ..Oh well. Now she knows I was in good hands."

"Good?...I believe last night you said 'expert hands'."

"I did?...No…You'll need some more practice before I can call you that."

"Fine with me," Dylan rolled Marco underneath him as he began kissing him deeply.

"Ahh..stop Dylan…I'm already turned on and we need to meet Ellie and Craig in half an hour for brunch…later, okay?"

"That better be a promise."

Marco and Dylan ran quickly down the hill, late for brunch at Place Milton. Out of breath, they peered sheepishly in the door, to face a highly amused Ellie and Craig sitting at the booth waiting for them.

"Glad you could join us…only twenty minutes late…time for a make up quickie before breakfast?" Ellie teased in her naturally sarcastic way.

"Sorry, sorry …And Dylan's much too demanding to do anything that quickly, anyways," Marco retorted.

" Ahh – TMI. Thanks very much…I'm glad you guys are back together and all…don't get me wrong, it's about time…but a visual play by play, not necessary," Craig interjected.

As the waitress poured each of them a coffee, Marco stirred in his sugar tentatively, "It sure has been quite a semester…I never imagined all that would happen…Ellie on my floor, Queer McGill, Drew, Dylan…"

"Yeah," Craig sighed, "One thing I've learned…sometimes it takes a while…but everything happens to bring us to where we're meant to be," He smiled at Ellie raising his cup of coffee, "To new beginnings."

"To new beginnings," the four friends sipped their coffees, melting into the background of comfortable conversation.