Hey there, my fellow writers and readers; I hope you're all doing great with your stories, of course. Well, here's a new Degrassi oneshot songfic that I cooked up one day. I was listening to the song Fine Again by Seether, and I immediately began thinking of Rick Murray and Emma Nelson, and imagining them listening to the song; so, this is what I came up with.

Pairing: Rick/Emma

Spoilers: None. It's Fantasy/AU.

Disclaimer: The geniuses at CTV own Degrassi. The lyrics to Fine Again by Seether belong with their respective owners. I own the fanfics that I cook up from time to time.

It seems like every day's the same and I'm left to discover on my own

It seems like everything is gray and there's no color to behold

They say it's over and I'm fine again, yeah

Try to stay sober, feels like I'm dying here

Emma walked down the hall to the auditorium. She somehow knew she had to be there. But why, she didn't know...yet. She sighed while running a hand through her blond hair. It seemed as though things were happening too quick... too fast...

Soon she came to the auditorium door. She reached up and pushed it open with both hands. As she stepped into the room, she looked all around her in awe.

Now this was something! Red rose petals were scattered across the floor. The stage curtains were pulled back, giving Emma a very good view of the stage. She walked over to it and pulled herself up onto the stage. The back of the stage was lit up very brightly. There were cutouts of smiling suns made of yellow paper hanging from the rafters.

But the one thing that caught her eye was a mirror which stood in the center of the stage, reflecting where the audience would sit. It was an ornate mirror of its kind. The wood that made up its frame was cherry red, with a few hints of black. And there were intricate carvings of winged cupids and cherubs holding harps and blowing kisses. To Emma, it seemed they were directing those kisses to her.

She smiled a bit. Almost instantly she was reminded of the old Chinese legends she had read about in a book one day. She remembered learning with fascination about what they called the Huli jing.

The "fox spirits" that were sometimes seen as malicious ghosts that would imitate the voices of loved ones.

Recalling those legends now, Emma looked into the mirror. It was as though they were calling her. As though they were voices of her family, their tones all cheerful and merry, calling to her to sit with them around a dinner table in a kitchen.

She blinked.

No. Best not think about that, she thought. Instead, think of something else... something unrelated to what I'm thinking right now...

Mentally she shook her head. This was no time to be distracted. She then looked in the mirror, and her eyes widened in surprise.

"Emma," a voice spoke into her ear.

And I am aware now of how everything's gonna be fine one day

Too late, I'm in hell

I am prepared now, seems everyone's gonna be fine

One day too late, just as well

I feel the dream in me expire and there's no one left to blame it on

I hear you label me a liar 'cause I can't seem to get this through

You say it's over, I can sigh again, yeah

Why try to stay sober when I'm dying here

There, reflected in the mirror, was Rick; he was standing right behind her, grinning. She turned to him, now smiling shyly a bit. It seemed that whenever Rick put in an appearance, she felt kind of an... odd feeling whenever he was around.

"Hey, Rick," she replied.

"Beautiful mirror, isn't it?" he asked.

She nodded. Somehow he knew how to magically put into words exactly how she felt, but seemed to have a lot of trouble saying sometimes.

And I am aware now of how everything's gonna be fine one day

Too late, I'm in hell

I am prepared now, seems everyone's gonna be fine

One day too late, just as well

And I'm not scared now

I must assure you, you're never gonna get away

And I'm not scared now

And I'm not scared now

No...

"You know, Emma, this mirror kind of reminds me of someone," said Rick.

Now Emma was intrigued. "Really?" He nodded. "Who?"

Rick smiled his mysterious smile, the one that she was intrigued by, and secretly liked as well.

"This mirror reminds me of...you, Emma."

With that, he then leaned in and placed his mouth over hers. Emma was surprised, but eventually gave into the kiss.

I am aware now of how everything's gonna be fine one day

Too late, I'm in hell 

I am prepared now seems everyone's gonna be fine 

One day too late, just as well

I am prepared now, seems everything's gonna be fine for me 

For me; for myself

For me, for me, for myself 

For me, for me, for myself

I am prepared now for myself 

I am prepared now, and I am fine again

Emma felt she had found the real love of her life. And that was none other than... Rick Murray.

He had a cool smile, he was really gentlemanly, and he believed Emma was able to make her own decisions.

To Emma, finding a gentleman like that used to be rare — until she met Rick.

And she loved him anyway.