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Okay everyone! You asked for it...here it is! The ending to this story has finally come! Enjoy your Jemma!!

When two weeks went by and Jay still hadn't heard from Emma, he assumed that what Manny had said was true; Emma would still find some way to blame everything that had occurred, on Jay.

So surprise was in order that Saturday afternoon, when Jay was just getting out of the shower at his apartment, and the doorbell rang. He quickly wrapped himself in a towel, not caring that he was dripping wet, and went to answer the door. There stood Emma.

"Hi," she choked out, trying to focus on anything other than Jay's toned, wet body.

"Uh, hi," Jay mimicked. "Sorry. I didn't know it was you."

"I guess I'm probably the last person you were expecting to see."

"Not expecting it, but hoping actually," Jay confessed. He held the door open wider and offered, "You wanna come in?"

Emma smiled at him, finally meeting his eyes, and walked slowly into the apartment. She looked around the place, memories flooding her mind at such an alarmingly fast rate. She felt a pain in her chest and told herself to just relax and breathe. Just being here was so overwhelming!

FLASHBACK

"I shouldn't be here," Emma sobbed.

"You're always welcome here, Nelson," Jay assured her. "It's not much, but it can be whatever you need it to be."

Emma managed a small smile. "That's not what I meant. Manny."

Jay shrugged. "What about her?"

"You and her..." Emma let her voice trail off, knowing that when it came right down to it, the feelings she was experiencing were anything but innocent.

"There's nothing going on between me and Manny. It was all just a big hoax to piss off her dad."

Emma nodded her head. "Then what about Sean?"

"You mean the guy who dumped you for some army chick?" Jay questioned. "He made his choice, don't you think?"

Emma wiped away a lone tear. Jay looked away, hating that she was still, after all of these weeks, shedding tears for Cameron. When was she going to see the possibilities staring her straight in the face?

"Don't you think it's about time to get over it, Nelson?" Jay asked, not meaning for his voice to sound so harsh, but knowing that his frustration was showing.

"I am over it."

"So why are you still crying?"

"Because I just realized that I'm over him and...and...it's because...of...it's because of you," she stammered.

Jay smirked. He leaned toward her and whispered, "Right back at ya," before laying his lips gently onto hers.

END OF FLASHBACK

"If you hang around a bit, I'll go put some clothes on?" Jay offered.

Emma smiled and raised an eyebrow. "I'm not complaining."

Jay smirked, wagging a finger at her. He turned and exited the living room, walking back to his bedroom to change. The excitement he was feeling just having Emma here, reminded him of the first night she had stayed here.

FLASHBACK

"You brought an overnight bag," Jay laughed. "Got a sleeping bag in there too?"

Emma blushed. "A girl needs her essentials," she smiled. "Don't tease."

Jay hugged her to his side, kissing the top of her head as he took the bag from her hands. "I tease because I love to see you blush. You're not nervous, are you?"

Emma felt her face heat up again and knew her cheeks had coloured. Why she was so nervous was beyond her. It wasn't like she hadn't done this before. But she'd never done this with Jay and she worried that they had built this up to some monumental status that anything less than perfection would leave it lacking. What if she wasn't what Jay wanted?

"Emma? Em?" Jay asked, bringing her back to reality. "You have nothing to be nervous about. If you don't want to, we can scrap the whole thing."

Emma smiled up at him, wrapping her arms around his middle. "I want to. I really want to. I guess I'm just worried that you won't...I don't know...like it."

Jay smirked. "It...you will be great! Stop worrying so much and just try to remember that this is supposed to be fun. Besides, I think I have a little something that will make you less tense."

Jay led Emma to the back of the apartment, toward his bedroom. The door was closed, but Emma could see a faint, flickering light in the small crack between the bottom of the door and the floor. She looked up at Jay, questioning just what was going on.

He cocked an eyebrow at her and said, voice husky and mysterious, "Close your eyes, Nelson."

Emma gave him a look, but did as she was told. Jay placed a warm hand over her eyes, making sure she didn't peek, and opened the door. He led Emma into the surprisingly spacious room and took a breath before removing his hand from her face and whispering, "Open your eyes."

Emma opened her eyes slowly and gasped. Jay had transformed his usually dingy and cluttered bedroom into a den of seduction, complete with brand new sheets, scattered with pink, red, and white rose petals. For the desired lighting, Jay had opted for candles, their lights flickering, causing shadows to dance around the room. He had moved his stereo into the bedroom, making Emma believe there would be soft music for later. But to top it all off, Jay had removed all of his dirty clothes (which were probably stuffed into the small closet) and left only one article of clothing out; a white, lacy negligee.

Emma looked over at Jay with a shy, but happy smile. "You did all of this for me?"

Jay rolled his eyes. "It's gay, right?"

Emma bit into her bottom lip as she flung herself into Jay's arms. She kissed him fully, pressing her body into his. "It's perfect. You even cleaned. I am surprised, Hogart. And very happy."

Jay shrugged. "The things a guy will do just to get laid." He smiled crookedly at her.

"Really? And this?" she asked, picking up the negligee. "Seems to me this is a little more time consuming, isn't it?"

Jay had never done anything like this before. He worried all day that Emma would think he was trying too hard. But he'd never done this with anyone he felt this way about before and he just wanted it all to be perfect, maybe as much for himself as for Emma. Now she was teasing him and he was falling further into her trap.

"You don't have to wear it."

Emma took the piece of lingerie and held it close to her chest. She walked toward the door, stopping before exiting the room. "I'm going to wear this just to see the look on your face when it comes off."

Jay watched her leave the room, hips swaying seductively, and swallowed. He sat down on the bed, unable to believe his luck, and for the first time in his short life, he thanked God for bringing him such a wonderful person to love.

END OF FLASHBACK

Jay quietly stood at the entrance to the living room, watching Emma straightening up. He smiled to himself, remembering how she loved to do this when they were together. He liked the idea of having her here and hoped that she was bringing good news with her.

"I honestly don't know how you manage to live without me," Emma scolded.

"It's been hard," Jay admitted. "Does this mean you're thinking about sticking around?"

Emma avoided his eyes as she shrugged. "I can't honestly answer that. Wanna sit?"

Jay nodded and walked to the couch, sitting down. Emma, as usual, sat herself down on the carpet, crossing her legs and looking up at Jay. He frowned and slid off the couch, leaning back against it. "Okay, Nelson. Let's have it."

"I got a little visit from Manny a few weeks ago," Emma started. "She had some stuff to get off her chest."

Jay nodded his head, allowing Emma to take the reigns on this reveal. He remained silent, letting her decide just what she wanted to say and how she wanted to say it.

"I guess I owe you an apology."

"You guess?" Jay asked.

Emma smiled at his joke. "Okay, okay. I do. And I am sorry, especially for the last time you and I were together. I freaked out and probably ended up confusing you. It's just that I've spent so long just wanting you completely out of my life and then, to have you thrust upon me, it's a little overwhelming. I hope you can understand why I had to push you away."

"You think you can't trust me. But now you know that you can," Jay stated simply.

"Not so fast, Hogart. I get that Manny put you into that situation and you had very little, if any, control over the outcome. But it still hurts, knowing that you were with her."

Jay leaned forward, trying to take Emma's hand, but she pulled back. "Didn't Manny tell you?" he asked her.

"She told me that she drugged you. So you were out of it when the two of you..." Emma didn't finish the sentence, unable to even utter the horrible fact.

Jay got to his knees and crawled over to Emma. When he was in front of her, he took her face in his hands and whispered, "I never slept with Manny."

Emma gave him a confused look. "Are you sure?"

He nodded his head, his still wet hair flopping. "She admitted it. We never did anything."

Emma sat there, Jay's warm hands still on her cheeks, staring into eyes that were familiar and safe and loving, and knew that this was where she was meant to be. She smiled slightly, leaning forward and touching her lips to Jay's.

They shared a soft, slow kiss, completely modest, but also full of adoration, the one emotion they had always felt for each other, even if they were trying to hide it. When they finally pulled apart, all either could do was sigh in happiness. Jay rested his forehead against Emma's, breathing in the scent of her, memories flooding through him as he remembered all of the times they had been this close. He wanted this to last forever.

"I love you," he affirmed. "I never stopped."

"Neither did I," Emma confessed. "I tried so hard not to, but I just couldn't stop. Can you forgive me?"

Jay pulled back, letting his arms fall away from Emma. "I don't know. I mean, you've kind of hurt me, Nelson. I am a pretty sensitive guy."

"You gonna make me beg?" she asked, pouting sexily.

Jay was on her in no time flat, kissing her like there was no tomorrow, laying her back onto the carpet so he could have full access to the body he had sorely missed.

"You never said it back," Jay told her, pulling back from her lips.

"Said what?" she asked, pretending not to understand what Jay was implying.

He gave her an exacerbated look. "That you love me too."

"You know I do." Emma kissed him softly.

"I like to hear you say it," Jay confessed, kissing her back.

"I love you."

"Say it again," Jay coaxed seductively, kissing a path down Emma's neck.

"I...love...you," she panted.

I hope you all enjoyed the story, especially the ending! Thanks to all who faithfully read and reviewed. Our stories and our rampant creativity is what bonds us all together (and I guess our love for Degrassi too)! Keep reading and writing, as will I.

Kisses,

Kerr