Slipped Away

Summary: This is years later after they graduated from Degrassi. Sean and Emma are completely over and done with each other. He is getting married and packing to move away with his fiancee. But will somethings from the years before cause him to re-arrange his priorities? Emma and Sean fans hold onto your hats it's gonna be an intense ride.

Rating: T (PG-13) For mild language and some sexual content.

Disclaimer: I do not own Degrassi: The Next Generation or any of its characters. I do not own the song "Slipped Away", either. I, myself, own nothing. This is merely for fun and the cause too much time on my behalf.

I miss you, miss you so bad
I don't forget you, oh it's so sad
I hope you can hear me
I remember it clearly

The day you slipped away
Was the day I found it won't be the same
Ooooh

Nah nah la la la nah nah

I didn't get around to kiss you
Goodbye on the hand
I wish that I could see you again
I know that I can't

Oooooh
I hope you can hear me cause I remember it clearly

The day you slipped away
Was the day I found it won't be the same
Ooooh

I had my wake up
Won't you wake up
I keep asking why
And I can't take it
It wasn't fake
It happened, you passed by

Now your gone, now your gone
There you go, there you go
Somewhere I can't bring you back
Now your gone, now your gone
There you go, there you go,
Somewhere your not coming back

The day you slipped away
Was the day i found it won't be the same noo..
The say you slipped away
Was the day that i found it won't be the same oooh...

Nah nah, nah nah nah, nah nah
I miss you

Chapter Three: The Answer Is Unclear

I sped down the Birch Rode remembering me and Jay just walking down this street thinking we were so 'bad' or what ever else they would say, I now laughed to himself at how naive I was at that age. Jay dropped out of school in eleventh grade and I never heard another word from him since then. Soon enough I pulled up to the old Nelson house and stopped my truck right infront.I knew I had to go inside and get some answers, but I felt like my legs were stuck in cement and I couldn't move even if I tried. I looked the house over once again remember the times I had spent there. Me and Emma's first date, how Emma had to change her outfit not even five minutes after we stepped out the door and the wallet incident at that restaurant, but nothing that had happened mattered because I really felt something for her. Then I remembered the summer after ninth grade when I had come over almost every day to fix Mr. Simpson's car and I saw her there hurting inside every time she looked at me. Then I remembered the day of our senior prom when I went to pick her up, she looked absolutely beautiful with her long blue dress and her curly blonde hair draping over her shoulders. She had changed her look completely ever since we first started dating for the last time, but was still the same old Emma deep inside with all her environmental causes and her opinionated beliefs. I laughed to myself once again. I finally had gotten up the courage to walk up to the door, still hoping Mrs. Nelson lived there, I knocked on it lightly a few times. After a second I heard a woman's voice call out.

"I'll be right there, one-second." It sounded like her, but I couldn't be too certain.

Then a little boy around seven or eight answered the door, knowing it couldn't be Shane I knew it was little Jack I had known so well for years.

"Jack? Is that you buddy?"

"Who are you looking for?" He seemed so big it was somewhat hard to believe.

"Jack, its Sean. Do you remember me?"

"How do you know me?" Clearly he couldn't remember me, but I couldn't blame him I had only seen him up till when he was around three years old.

"I used to know your sister, Emma. We were close friends." I knew the kid wasn't dumb he would figure out on his own that I was Emma's boyfriend, but lets just leave that to him.

"My sister, well she isn't here. Is that all you want?" He seemed to be hiding behind his door to himself safe, but I would never hurt Jack. Truthfully I wanted to give him a hug and play a game with him like we used to when he was little.

"Um no, is your mom home?" Just as I asked Spike slowly approached the door, looking almost the same with the exception of a few gray hairs come through her raven black hair.

"Jack, you could have said I had a visitor."

"But he wasn't here for you, he asked for Emma." He said coming over to his mother and wrapping himself around her.

"Mrs. Nelson?" I asked still remaining outside of the door.

She came closer to the door opening it wider. "Hello, wait one-second, I couldn't forget you Sean, um what was your last name?"

"Cameron." I said clearing my throat.

"Well, come in, sit down." She said Jack coming close behind her and her joining me in the living room, sitting in smaller couch right across from me. "Your here for Emma? Well, lets see, its been only been four or five years." She pointed out seeming unsure of why I was there.

"Actually," I began. "I came here to speak with you, Mrs. Nelson."

"Sean, I know you and Emma have been through a lot, but please it's Spike or if you prefer Christine." She smiled faintly trying to make an effort to be kind. Although, to her I was probably just a guy that broke her daughter's heart, got her pregnant and left without a word.

"Okay," I swallowed. "Christine, I am moving to Washington in week or so and I was going through my things and putting them in boxes." I decided not yo mention Dawn, that would just complicate things more.

"Busy guys, aren't you." She was stroking Jack's hair as he leaned his head against her stomach.

"And I cam across this box in the back of my closet with my High School things and some letters inside."

"You found some treasure, is it?" She smiled.

"No, well I had pulled the notes and letters out and I came across for unopened letters from Emma." I said pulling the folded letters out of my back pocket.

"Emma?" She seemed a bit in disbelief.

"Yeah, I had put them in there years ago because I received them months after we broke up and I didn't want to hear Emma complain to me or what ever I thought was in them."

"I understand." She nodded her head in agreement, she seemed full aware of what I had meant.

"Well, I decided to read them today when I came across them, but I wasn't prepared to read what I did. "I said fumbling with the letters in my hand.

"Is that so," She bent over and whispered in Jack's ear for him to "go play", then returned her focus to me. "And what exactly was that Sean?"

I opened up the envelope with Shane's picture in it and I hadn't realize that I had some tears forming in eyes. I then looked up at Spike almost looking for an answer. "I never knew Mrs. Nelson. I wish I did and now I feel terrible knowing I have a child, who I was never involved with." I said pushing back the tears except for one which seemed to slide down my cheek unintentionally.

"Sean," She came over to the couch I was sitting on and placed her hand upon mine in the comforting way she only seemed to know how to do. "I know you were a good kid and if Emma was ever in trouble you would jump at the chance to help or protect her. You proved that to me, especially in High School when you took an actual bullet for my daughter."

I looked down at our hands remembering when Rick Murray pulled the trigger to shoot Emma and I moved in the way of the bullet's path, and you know if I had to do it again I would in a heart beat. Spike was right, keeping Emma safe was something I always have and probably always will do. "Yeah, I just wish I had known."

"Yes, I believe you would." She said moving her hand and scooting back a bit.

"Um, how are they? I had to know, I mean that was the real reason I came here.

Spike tucked back a piece of her thin brown hair. "They are fine, Shane I getting bigger almost every time I see her."

"Oh, I see." I waited a few moments, trying to find the right words to say. "Emma, she is doing fine as well?"

Spike nodded. "She has been a wonderful mother and I am just so proud of her." She had said her last words with a smile.

I knew that I just had to ask Mrs. Nelson where Emma is and she would tell me, but the words just wouldn't come out for some reason. "They around you guys often?" I don't even know if I would be able to answer that.

Spike laughed silently and smiled. "Yes, actually she has an apartment only a few streets down. Plains Road."

I nodded and looked down once again at the folded letters still tightly gripped in my hands.

"The only apartment building on the street, large gray one, apartment 4C." She said standing.

I rose to my feet reaching out giving her a hug, she was always like a mother to me. "Thank-you so much, Spike.

She pulled away and brought her hand to my cheek. "No problem sweetheart, now go." She said moving her hands as if to shoo me out the door and then she walked off into the direction of the kitchen.

I shoved the letters back into my back pocket and started walking towards the door, but stopped when I noticed Jack playing with some of his trucks a few feet in front of the door. I leaned over a little extending my hand out slightly, but he surprised me by standing and giving me a brief hug. "Bye Sean." He put simply, quickly sitting back down with his toys. Maybe he did remember me after all.

I smiled to myself, "Bye buddy." Then I walked out of the door to my truck and started the engine. I drove down the street feeling a bit uneasy, its been years since I have seen Emma. I knew this was going to be a very interesting reunion.

A/N- Next Chapter will be better... I promise.