A few days had passed, and Imogen was definitely improving in her issues and behavior. She began going back to school, hanging out with what little friends she had, and going back to her normal, quirky self. Her grades even went up, and she started doing art again, and started doing activities around Degrassi like entering art shows, and broadcasting Degrassi TV. Fiona couldn't help but to feel a sense of empowerment. She was the cause of Imogen's strengths now, it was because of her that Imogen was happy again. But Fiona knew she couldn't take all that credit.

While Imogen was busy doing school related activities, Fiona was busy moving back into her condo. Her mother had arranged for all her things to be brought there, even all of her business stuff. She was thankful she was still able to work in the fashion industry from that location. Her boss explained to her that it would be a lot of road trips, but she didn't mind. Fiona was happy because Imogen was happy, and she knew that moving back into the condo to be close to Imogen was a fantastic idea.

It was a late afternoon, and Fiona decided that she should surprise Imogen with the condo thing. Everything was in its place, and the condo looked just like it did before Fiona left for Italy, with the exception of an office that she designed herself. After all, she'd need a place to do her work. She was proud of herself for making these kinds of decisions by herself, proving that she was ready for this adult life. Her mom even trusted her so much that she was going to let Fiona live in the condo by herself while she stayed in Italy.

The fashionista then glanced over at one of the many clocks she had in the condo, and noticed that it was about time for Imogen to be getting out of school. She'd wait a few minutes, then call her and invite her over. She dialed the number, and held the phone to her ear excitedly. "Hello?" Imogen picked up quickly. Her voice even sounded happier. Of course she still had grief and mourning to do for her dad, but she was healing the best way she could; distractions.

"Immy?" Fiona asked.

"Yeah?" Imogen replied.

"Are you free right now?" Fiona asked again.

Imogen laughed a bit, "I'm always free for you Fions." She said playfully.

"Could you come over to the condo like now?" The older girl questioned. "I have a surprise for you, and I think you're really going to love it." She added as she heard Imogen's excitement grow on the other line.

"I'll be over there in like ten minutes." Imogen replied. "See you soon, Fions." She had just gotten out of school, so Fiona knew that it would take her a little while to get over to the condo. Fiona didn't mind though, but she was excited to see Imogen's reactions. She knew she'd be shocked, but hopefully happy too. That was all Fiona could ask for.

"See you." She hung up. The nerves then started to come. What if Imogen didn't react to the move like Fiona thought she was going to? What if she was going to ask Fiona to leave? Approximately ten minutes later, just like Imogen said, there was a knock on the door, and Fiona knew it was Imogen. She walked to the door slowly, anticipating what was going to happen. Butterflies were attacking her stomach.

"Fiona!" Imogen nearly yelled as she knocked on the door again.

"Coming!" Fiona replied as she finally opened the door, only to see Imogen's smiling face.

"What's the surprise?" She asked with a smile. Fiona grabbed the younger girl's hand and led her into the condo, shutting the door behind them. "Come on Fions, the suspense is killing me!" She said again.

"I'll just let you see for yourself." Fiona said as she was about to lead Imogen into the main room of the condo. "Close your eyes." She commanded, and Imogen obliged as she put her hands over her brown doe eyes. "Okay, now walk." She said as she led her into the living room of the condo. "Okay, open them." Fiona said as she stepped away from Imogen. The younger girl then gasped as she took in the fully furnished condo. She was taken aback for sure, and she wasn't sure what to say.

"Fions..." She trailed off.

"Surprise!" Fiona said.

"What is this?" Imogen asked as she turned to face the older girl.

"I'm moving back here!" Fiona said. "Isn't that great?" She asked, her face falling as she picked up Imogen's discomfort.

"No..." Imogen barely said.

"No?"

"Fiona... I don't want you to feel stuck here because of me..." Imogen began. "I want you to go out and live your life and be happy, not have to stay here and worry about me. You've already done more than enough, trust me..." She added. Hell, that was the reason they broke up in the first place.

"I am happy here, Imogen. You make me happy." She said as she took the younger girl's hand in her own. Imogen shook her head, tears brimming in those chocolate eyes.

"I don't understand how I can make you happy, when all I've done is treated you like crap... I even broke up with you for my own selfish reasons." Imogen said, flustered, not getting angry, but getting sad rather. "This isn't right. I shouldn't have asked you to stay. You should have went back to Italy."

"I don't want to go back to Italy!" Fiona yelled. "Why won't you just listen to anything I have to say?" She continued to yell. Imogen's face fell at the sound of Fiona's voice. She had never yelled like that before, so this must have been serious.

"Fiona-"

"I want to stay here because I love you, Imogen." Fiona said. "I never got over you, my feelings never went away. I want to stay with you, but you keep pushing me away..." She trailed off, and she was going to speak again, but she couldn't because Imogen's lips were on her own.