Title: If You Leave
Summary: Sean's back. Based on promos, I add more stuff. FF's also based on some old spoilers I read, so SPOILER warning!! Hope it lives up to your expectations.
Rating: PG-13
Rating Reason: For mild violence, sexual references and mild language.
Main Ship/s (if applicable): Mainly Seama. Maybe more later.
Disclaimer: I do not own Degrassi in any way. I simply enjoy writing Seama’s because I heart love and drama.


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***Total Spoiler WARNING. I did so much research for this ff, you guys will be pleased!! (I hope)***




Sean lay on Jay’s couch. He was completely jaded with summer.

“Hey, when does school start?” Sean called to Jay who was making a sandwich.

“Tomorrow, why?”

Sean jumped up off the couch, “Tomorrow? Thank- you!”

Jay walked into the living room with his sandwich, “What is it now Dorothy, you want to click your heels and go back to Kansas?”

Sean socked Jay’s arm lightly, “No, I’m actually excited for school.”

Jay shook his head in disbelief and bit into his sandwich, “You’re crazy.”

“No I’m not, I’m just tired of doing nothing all the time. I shouldn’t have quit my job.”

“You need help man,” Jay said, changing the channel, “Sit down, you’re making me nervous.”

“I don’t want to- hey, is that the ice cream man?”

“You are going to get f-a-t my friend. Just watch t.v. and-“

“I want a shake. You want anything?” Sean said, already by the door.

Jay just sighed and got up, “I’ll get it.”

Sean and Jay were like little kids, they ran across the street without checking for traffic and pushed other little kids to get to the front of the line.

“What can I get you guys?” The ice cream man asked when it was their turn.

“I’ll take a vanilla shake and he wants a vanilla cone.”

The ice cream man disappeared to make Sean’s shake and scoop up Jay’s cone.

“Oh crap,” Jay said, his eyes were glaring at something in the distance.

“What?” Sean asked.

“It’s Degrassi’s new “golden” couple.”

Sean laughed, “Paige and Alex?”

“Shut up. It’s Emma and Ms. Hot tits little boy.”

“What? Emma has a boyfriend?”

The ice cream man came back with their ice cream and handed them to Sean.

“Are you kidding me? With a body like that?” Jay kept watching them.

“Here take your cone. How much?”

“Two fifty.” The ice cream answered with annoyance in his voice.

“Here’s three, keep the change.”

“Thanks.”

Sean drank some milk shake, his heart pounding as he saw Emma was making out with her boyfriend.

“Come on, let’s go say hi,” Sean strode with Jay at his side.

“You really are bored,” Jay mumbled before licking his cone.

“Emma!” Sean called as he drew closer.

Emma parted from Peter and looked up, her face immediately lit up.

“Sean? What are you doing here?” She immediately started to get out of the car, which puzzled Peter, but he followed her lead anyway.

“I moved back, I’m with Jay now.”

Jay laughed, “Easy broke back mountain. What he means is he’s sleeping on my couch.”

Emma was already around the car and was standing next to Peter. She was busy drinking Sean in, and he was drinking her in when Peter cleared his throat.

There was an awkward pause as Emma looked at him and shook herself out the trance she was in, “Oh, Peter, this is Sean. Sean, this is Peter, my boyfriend.”

Peter glarred at Sean, "So you're Sean?"

Sean shook Peter's outstreched arm smiling, and shook it, "Guess so."

"So, I guess I'll see you guys tomorrow?" Sean smiled.

"You're back at Degrassi?" Emma sang out happily.

Sean shook his head, "Yeah."

"Wow, that's great..." Emma let Sean hold her gaze with his own piercing eyes.

Jay shook his head in disbelief, "No, what's great is this baby."

Jay walked over to the front of Peter's car and stroked it, "If had this car I would deffinately win tomorrow."

"Win what?" Peter asked, walking over to sand next to Jay.

"We're doing some underground racing tomorrow," Jay said, not taking his eyes off Peter's car.

Sean finally broke the eye connection him and Emma had going to join the guys, "Yeah, this would win, easily."

"And if you win, what do you get?"

"Around three grand."

"What!" Peter shook his head in disbelief.

"Easy boy," Jay patted Peter's head softly, "there's a fee for each racer, three hundred."

"I have that, where are you gonna be doing this?"

Jay looked at Sean, they were thinking of not telling Peter.

Sean looked over at Emma, who smiled at him, so Sean finally spoke, "I'll tell you tomorrow, at school. You can't tell anyone else and if you do-"

"I won't, I won't. Thanks, I'll see you tomorrow then. Let's go Emma."

Emma smiled at Sean all the way around the car, "Bye," She practically whispered.

Sean smiled as Peter pulled the car out of the parking space.

Jay licked his ice cream and shook his head disapprovingly at Sean.

“What?” Sean asked as they walked back to Jay’s house.

“I don’t get you. You tattoo Ellie’s name on your chest and flirt with Bambi’s owner like you dig her.”

Sean didn’t say a thing he just turned and lifted his shirt over his chest.

“What the he- oh sh*t,” Jay almost dropped his cone on the floor.

“Let’s go, I need to get ready for tomorrow.”

Sean strode in front of Jay with a spring in his step.

This time, Jay let his cone hit the floor, nearly hitting a little kid running in front of him.



Back in Peter’s car:

Peter was driving even happier than before, if that were possible, "I like Sean, he's a cool guy, you know?"

"Yeah, he just has a temper."

"Well, so do I, he's cool."

"I just can't believe he's back. After that day, I never thought I'd see him again." Emma shook her head in disbelief.

"He just needed his time. Just like you did."

"Yeah," Emma agreed, "oh, are you really going to race tomorrow?"

Peter sighed, "I need a new camera, I thought my dad was getting it for me," Peter laughed.

"Well, I trust Sean, maybe not Jay, but Sean knows wht he's doing, especially with cars."

"Are you sure?"

"Possitive."

Peter shook his head, "Just don't be too nice to him."

"What?" Emma looked at Peter in disbelief.

"I'm just saying, he is your ex and I know feelings can-"

"Hey, Peter, look at me,” Emma waited for Peter to look over, “I love you, okay. You saved me.”

Peter finally smiled and let Emma hold his hand all the way home.

If only Peter had known what Emma was actually thinking. It had nothing to with him, or his hand.




When Peter finally dropped Emma off at her house, she was feeling happy, but very frustrated about something.

Spike noticed how frustrated Emma looked when she went to see if Emma was home okay.

“Hey Em, what’s wrong. Did Peter’s birthday with his dad go okay?”

“Yeah, it was great, I’m just a little tired and worried about tomorrow. It’s my last first day of school.”

“You’ll be okay Em. Come on, help me give Jack a bath.”

Emma groaned, but secretly loved giving Jack’s baths, it soothed her.

Spike walked in front of Emma and led the way back to the bathroom.

“So what did Peter’s dad give him?” Spike asked as she kneeled to scrub Jack’s hair.

Emma leaned against the wall and watched Spike rub Jack’s little scalp rhythmically.

“Oh my god, he gave Peter a convertible!”

“A convertible? Isn’t that a little dangerous?” Spike covered Jack’s eyes as she rinsed his red hair.

“It’s what he wanted, and what Peter wants, his daddy gets.”

“That’s horrible.”

“I know, but the car’s really nice.”

Spike shrugged, “Okay, play for a little bit. I’ll come get you out in a little bit.”

“Okay mommy,” Jack answered and went back to crashing his little ships into a rubber ducky he had.

Emma waited for Spike to walk out and walked over to tickle Jack really quick, then she followed her into the living room.

“Oh, guess who me and Peter saw right before we came home?” Emma plopped on the couch next to Spike.

“Who?”

“Sean,” Emma smiled.

“I love that kid,” Spike said as she flipped to the news.

Emma smiled.

“Did you ask him why he came back?”

“No, I didn’t get a chance. We left almost right away, actually. It felt longer, but I guess not.”

“Sean’s handsome, Peter probably felt a little threatened.”

“I think he did, a little bit, but he has nothing to worry about.”

Spike looked at Emma skeptically, she didn’t know if she believed Emma.

Emma wasn’t sure either.



Yay!!! I'll add more later!!! Seama lives on!