"I'm sorry, dude." Adam apologized.

He was on the phone, speaking to Eli. When he woke up he had quickly made the decision he didn't want to explain anything to anyone today. Today was the day where they had to go to Eli's.

But after yesterday's scandal, he knew he wouldn't be able to handle the questions when he would show up with no Becky, but instead Fiona.

He also knew Becky was going to Florida today, so he knew she wouldn't show up at Eli's. All Adam knew is that Becky had probably told Clare about what she had saw yesterday.

Eli sighed and nodded on the other end, all Adam had said was that Becky and him had gotten into their worst fight yet, "Don't worry about it. We'll see each other after Christmas."

Adam agreed and said his goodbyes. He threw his phone to the ground not wanting to speak to anyone. He covered his head with a pillow then felt a pair of soft hands touch his back.

"Adam." Fiona gently said after she had removed the pillow from his head, "What are you thinking?"

He shrugged, "How much of a douche I am." Adam simply put it as he continued laying on his stomach. He saw Fiona lay besides him.

As he felt her hand run through his hair he smiled at her, he loved the girl but he couldn't shake the feeling of how much of a bad person he was, "You aren't a so called douche. I don't love douches." Fiona joked.

He laughed softly and leaned over to peck her lips, "I just wish I had said something when me and you started. Then I could of fallen in love with you with her not in the way..."

Fiona nodded and stroked his cheek, "Let her have her time. You're going to file for divorce right?" She bit her lip knowing that question was rather direct.

"I am. Then one day I'll marry you," Adam quickly answered.

No matter how badly he felt or how much he still cared for Becky, all Adam wanted was to be with Fiona. There was something about her he had never saw in Becky and it felt as if Fiona completed him.

Fiona smiled, "Want to take a shower?"

He shook his head, all he wanted was to be in bed with Fiona, "No, lets just stay in bed all day." Adam smiled at her and looked into her eyes with passion.

In all honesty, he had wanted to do this with her for a while. Just stay in bed, have sex, eat some snacks, talk and have sex again before falling asleep.

Fiona nodded in agreement and looked over at the clock, smirking when noticing it was only 9 am. "We never got to finish yesterday." Being interrupted half way through, she was irritated especially since her release was approaching.

Not only that, but the position they were in made it twice as great because he could get deep inside her.

Adam raised an eyebrow and before he knew it, they were naked.

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Laying her head on his chest, Fiona listened to Adam's heart beat. She smiled and ran her fingers gently down his right arm as he recovered from their love making.

They had finally let out the release they've desired for many months and she smirked just thinking of how wonderous it was. She loved his size and had no complaints! Plus, he had good momentum and energy.

"I love you..." Fiona heard Adam say and she instantly smiled.

The smile faltered when she saw marks she hadn't seen before on Adam's upper arm; on his bicep, various marks. They weren't that fresh but she could tell they weren't old either, "Adam, what is this?"

Fiona instantly sat up as she rubbed his upper arm gently. He sighed as he realized what she was talking about, "I was angry and took it out on myself..." Adam said quietly and pulled his arm away.

There were a couple fights were he felt extremely low. All the anger was pent up and he tried his best for release; working out, playing bass, hitting drums, creating animations, or simply be with his son. At times it didn't work, two fights to be exact; Becky pointed out how poorly of a father he was being and the other was more of how he felt of himself.

"Adam, don't do it again. We've talked about it before and it's not a good idea." Fiona carefully told him and ran her now free hand through his hair to sweep it to the side, "I love you and it's hurt me when you hurt yourself, honey."

Biting his lip, he covered his eyes with his hands in frustration. "I'm such a bad person. A bad father." He choked out, trying to cover the fact tears were escaping his eyes. Adam felt weak whenever he cried, that's why he rarely did.

Fiona was the one person who he felt comfortable with seeing him cry. Becky had seen him once; when Joseph was born and he held him for the first time.

"No you aren't. You made mistakes but Joseph still loves you." Fiona reached for his hands and lifted them away slowly, "You are a great man. You're sweet, charming, funny. I love you." She wiped the tears away gently.

"Next time, talk to me. You called me once in New York, why didn't you call again?" She asked and looked into his watery eyes.

Adam shrugged. Around September, he had called her because the desire to hurt himself was high and he had no idea who else to speak to. Fiona was capable of calming him down but felt weak for wanting to give in easily.

Adam didn't call again.

Clearing his throat, he looked back up at her, "I didn't want to look weak, because I'm not."

Fiona nodded in understanding. "The amount of tears you shed don't define your strength, Adam. Here you are, in my arms with tears down your face. I'm wiping them away not out of pity but because I know you're upset and can't hide it any longer. You're a strong guy, Adam. I know you are."

The words seemed to go through him. After a while of silence, she held him in her arms knowing comfort is what he needed.