Hello everyone! I know I really need to work on In Pain You Find Love, but i got this idea for a story, and I had to write it down. I was just going to keep it on my computer until I finished IPYFL, but I really wanted to see how you guys would react to it and if I should keep writing it. If I get really good reviews for it I will continue it, but if I dont' I will probably take it down and make it into a oneshot or something, so your reviews are very important here! I hope you like it!

Disclaimer: I do not own LWD, nor do I own Michael... :(

"D, what's wrong with you?" Sam asked as we walked down the hallway after hockey practice was over.

"I don't know, but my leg is killing me." I said as I stopped and sat down up against the lockers that lined the hall and rubbed the knot on my shin. I don't remember getting hit in the leg at hockey practice…

"Derek, Coach said that he might have to bench you next game if you don't show improvement from these past two weeks…" Sam said as he sat beside me.

"Ugh! It's not even my fault that I've been having trouble playing! My leg just hurts all the time." I said banging my head back against the locker.

"Maybe you should go see a doctor."

"I guess I'll have to if I want to play in the game next week… I'll go after school tomorrow."

With that we got up and walked out of the school. He walked off to his car and I stood on the sidewalk waiting for Casey to show up. I got grounded last week and lost all privileges; the car, my cell phone, and the TV.

She pulled up into the parking lot and stopped right in front of me. I threw my stuff in the back seat and got into the passenger seat. She put the car in reverse, backed out, and then we were off.

"Do you want to go to the mall or something?" she asked when we stopped at the red-light.

"Umm… sure, that sounds ok."

When Casey and I started our senior year of high school we realized that from the time we had met each other we had been really childish, and it was time to grow up. Ever since that epiphany we have become very close. I guess you could say we were best friends? We hang out every day after school, and we mostly keep to ourselves with Sam and Emily. Casey's the one I go to when I'm having problems with girls and for any other problems I have, and she does the same. I guess we are best friends…

We pulled into the mall parking lot and got out. My leg was still killing me, but I knew that Casey would want to try on clothes and have my opinion on them, so I would be sitting a lot. We walked through the doors of the mall and Casey practically ran to the first store she saw. I slowly trailed after her all afternoon telling her whether an outfit was cute or not; every outfit ended up being cute on her. We got back to the car and I got into the passenger seat as Casey threw her bags into the back.

"Do you want to go get something to eat?" she asked as she slid into the driver's seat.

"Won't Nora have supper ready when we get home?" I asked confused.

"No, she and George took the rest of the kids out to eat tonight to celebrate all of them having good grades."

"Oh, well then that sounds good. I'm starving!"

"Where do you want to eat?" she asked.

"Umm… Muldoon's?" I asked hoping she would say yes; Muldoon's is my favorite.

"That sounds good." She said as she pulled out of the parking lot.

It took about ten minutes, but we were finally there. My stomach felt like it was about to eat itself if I didn't get some pepperoni and sausage pizza in it. We walked in and were seated, ordered a half cheese half pepperoni and sausage, and waited for it to come out. It soon came and I had eaten my entire half before Casey finished her first slice. While she ate the rest of her side we talked about school and other things.

"Yeah, Max is dating Sage now, but it's ok, I'm over him... How is hockey going?" she asked changing the subject.

"Well my left leg has been killing me and I haven't been doing my best, Coach said he might have to bench me." I said looking down at my hands, feeling like a failure.

"That's awful! Why is your leg bothering you?" she asked as she finished her last slice.

"I have no idea. Could you make me a doctor's appointment for tomorrow?"

"Yeah, I guess. Why don't you ask George to make you one?"

"I don't want to worry him." I said.

"Ok, I'll call first thing in the morning."

"Thanks Case."

"You're welcome." She smiled at me with dazzling white teeth.

We left Muldoon's and made our way home. My leg was still throbbing, but it felt better than it did earlier. Entering the house I was met with Marti running towards me with her arms opened wide. I bent down to catch her in a hug, but instead she ran straight into my left leg and latched on to it.

"Ahhhh!" I screamed as pain radiated from my shin all the way up my leg.

"What's wrong Smerek?" Marti asked as she backed away from me and the rest of the family came running.

"Derek what happened!" my dad asked as I fell to the floor in pain.

I couldn't say anything. The pain from my leg had me curled up on the floor, clutching it in hopes that the pain would disappear. I could hear my dad asking questions, but the pain surging up my leg was drowning everything out. Casey had dropped to the ground with me and rubbed my back trying to help. After a couple of minutes the pain was finally bearable and I could talk.

"Derek what happened?" Nora asked looking at me with concern filling her eyes.

"I don't know. My leg has been hurting for a couple of weeks and Marti just ran and hugged me on the leg, it hurt really bad." I said listening to the lame story coming out of my mouth.

"That doesn't sound good. Maybe we should take you to the hospital…" my dad said looking towards Nora.

"No, it's ok. Casey was going to make me a doctor's appointment for tomorrow anyways."

"Ok, I guess that will be ok. Do you think you can get up?" Nora asked.

"No." I could barely move my leg without it hurting.

"Edwin, help me move Derek to his chair." Dad said as he moved over to me.

Edwin went to my right side as my dad took my left side. Each of them got underneath an arm and hoisted me up to where all my weight was on them and my right leg. They got me down in my chair and all hovered.

"I'm ok guys."

"Are you sure Derek?" Lizzie asked concerned.

"Yes Lizzie, I'm fine. Go about your business people." I shooed them way and they all went their separate ways; except Casey.

"Uh… Derek, are you sure you're ok?" she asked wrapping her arms around herself.

"For the millionth time, yes, I am ok." I said throwing my hands in the air.

She just stood there and I saw her eyes getting misty. Her hand flew up to her mouth and tears started rolling down her face. I patted my lap and she slowly and carefully sat down and I wrapped my arms around her.

"What's wrong Case?" I asked genuinely worried.

"Your l-leg… you s-s-screaming… th-the p-p-pain on your f-face…" her sobs overtook her voice and she silently sobbed into my chest.

"Shhh… It's going to be ok Casey. I probably just got hit at hockey practice wrong. It's going to be ok." I said trying to calm her down.

"B-b-but what if-f something is really wrong?" she asked wiping away her tears.

"Nothing is going to be wrong," I said as I wiped a stray tear with my thumb, "I'm going to be ok."

"Ok?" she whispered.

"Yes, O.K." I said smiling down at her.

She smiled back at me and rested her head back on my chest. We sat there for a while, just sitting while I played with strands of her hair and she drew circles on my chest. Soon her breathing evened out and I saw her eyes slowly drooping closed, but didn't say anything. As she slept on me all I could think about was; What if there is something wrong with me. What if I have to have surgery? What if I can never play hockey again? Don't think like that Derek, everything is going to be fine. I pushed all of the bad thoughts out of my head and fell asleep.

I woke up, after a restless sleep, sitting in my chair alone. My leg felt better than it did last night and I could faintly hear Casey singing in the kitchen. I slowly got up out of my chair and walked through the door to see her making breakfast. She had her back turned to me and didn't hear my walk in so she just kept singing. I slowly walked up behind her and put my lips right beside her ear.

"Save it for the professionals." I whispered in her ear. She jumped ten feet in the air and spun around quickly.

"DER-EK!" she yelled as she banged her hands on my chest.

"I couldn't resist!" I said latching my hands around her wrists.

"Umm… breakfast is ready." Her cheeks blushed pink and she looked down at her shoes.

"Mmm, smells good." I let go of her wrists and moved over to the stove to shovel some bacon and eggs onto a plate.

I sat my plate on the counter, went to the fridge to get some milk, poured it into a glass, and returned to the counter to sit on the stool. While eating I looked up at the clock for the first time and saw that it read 9:26am. I jumped up off of the stool and it sent pain up my leg. I held back a muffled scream and Casey was at my side in two seconds.

"Derek! What's wrong?" she asked looking at me with worry in her eyes.

"I just got up to fast. We're late for school, I better go get ready." I started to walk out of the kitchen when her hand wrapped around my arm.

"Derek, we're not going to school today."

"Why?" I asked confused.

"Mom and George thought that since after what happened last night with your leg that you should stay home and go to the doctor, and I volunteered to stay with you." She said confidently.

"Ok, when is my doctor's appointment?"

"Not until one-thirty."

"Ok, well I guess we have a lot of time to waste. What you wanna do?" I asked trying to think of something to do.

"I don't know…" she said shyly, not wanting to tell me.

"Come on Case, there has to be something you want to do."

"I would really like to go to the… playground." she said as a small smile showed up on her face.

"The playground it is! Let me go take a shower real quick and we'll go to the playground." Her smile grew bigger and the next thing she was in my arms giving me a hug.

Soon, all too soon, she let go and went up stairs to her room to get ready. I slowly took each step of the stairs carefully, not wanting to have the shooting pain up my leg return. I jumped in the shower and let the hot water run over my leg, hoping it would soothe the pain. I got out, wrapped a towel around my waste and made my way to my room. I pulled out my favorite, old pair of blue jeans and a purple t-shirt and got dressed. I let my hair air-dry in it unusual disarray, sprayed some cologne on, pulled on my favorite grey Converse, and walked out of my door. I walked over to Casey's door and knocked on it.

"I'm ready Casey. Come on." I yelled through the door.

"I'm coming!" she yelled back.

The door opened and my breath caught in my throat. She's stunning… Her curled hair was pulled into a low-side ponytail; she was wearing a deep-magenta colored shirt, paired with khaki shorts and magenta Converse. Her skin glowed and her pink lips pulled back to show off her white, pearly teeth.

"Close your mouth, bugs might fly in."

"Uhhh…" I closed my mouth that was actually hanging open, "Are you ready?"

"Yes, let's go!" she grabbed my hand and pulled me to the car.

When we got to the park it was practically deserted. Ever since they opened up the new arcade nobody really comes here anymore. There was one woman and her son, but besides that, we were the only ones here. Casey jumped out of the car and sprinted to the swing set, and I slowly followed after her. She sat in the swing and motioned for me to sit in the one beside her.

"So, what made you want to come to the playground?" I asked the question I have been wondering about ever since she asked to come here.

"I don't know. I just thought before we had to go to the doctor's that we should have some fun."

"Well, I'm happy you picked to come here." I said leaning on the chain of the swing, getting closer to her face.

"Uh, yeah, me too."

I don't know what happened, but I was moving closer and closer to her face. It felt as if I was gravitating towards her and I could stop, and she was doing the same. My lips were about five inches away from hers; three, two, one…

BR-R-R-RING! BR-R-R-R-RING! Her cell phone started ringing. She leaned back and opened it and started talking.

"Hello… Oh hey mom… Yeah, we're at the play ground… Mhmm… Ok, we'll be there… Love you, bye." She hung up the phone and got out of the swing.

"What did she say?"

"She said that your appointment got moved up to eleven-thirty, so we have to go now." She said pulling the car keys out of her pocket and started fiddling with them.

"Oh…" I said not really wanting to face the doctor.

"Yeah, let's go." she held out a hand to help me up.

I grabbed her hand and got up. When I was standing I didn't let go and neither did she. We walked hand in hand to the car and let go only to get to our designated sides, and when we got in the car I grabbed her hand again. The drive to the doctor's office was silent, neither of us saying a word. Casey pulled up in the parking lot and got as close as she could to the entrance so I didn't have to walk far. We got out and met at the front of the car to hold each other's hand and walk in together. Walking towards the front desk we were met with a blonde nurse.

"Hello," she said cheerfully, "How may I help you today?"

"We have an appointment for Derek Venturi." Casey said, smiling back at the blonde woman.

"Ok, I need you to fill out these forms," she said as she handed me a clipboard with papers latched on to it, "And the doctor will see you momentarily."

"Thank you." Casey replied and walked over to one of the plastic chairs sitting in the waiting room, and I followed.

It took only a few minutes to fill out the paperwork the blonde nurse gave to me and Casey brought them back up to the front desk. She stood at the desk talking to the women smiling and talking for a couple of minutes and I picked up a magazine to read. Casey soon came back and sat down beside me. I flipped through the pages of the magazine not really looking at anything on them when a nurse walked out of the door.

"Derek Venturi, the doctor is ready to see you."

I got up and Casey followed right behind me. We walked down a hallway and the nurse led us through a door to a room. The room was painted a pale pink and a few paintings of scenery lined the walls. There was a chair in the corner and the examining table sitting in the middle. I slowly hopped up on the table and Casey took a seat in the chair. The nurse took my temperature, my blood pressure, told us that the doctor would be in soon, and then left. Casey and I waited in silence waiting for the doctor and he finally came in.

"Hello, Derek. How are you doing?" he asked cheerfully.

"I'm good Dr. Baker, how about you?" I asked being polite.

"I'm good. So, what can I do for you today?"

"Well for about the past two weeks my left leg has been killing me, and yesterday Marti ran into it and I almost passed out from the pain." I said giving him the short version.

"Ok, let's take a look." He said as he bent down and rolled up my pants leg.

I looked down at my leg and saw the knot that was on my shin and saw that the rest of my leg was swollen. Dr. Baker touched it very lightly and I flinched at the pain. He sat there just looking at my leg trying to assess it.

"Well Derek, I would like to get an x-ray of your leg and get a blood sample to see if something shows up." He wrote some stuff down on a piece of paper and walked over to a cabinet and pulled out a needle and syringe. Ugh, I hate needles

I pulled up my sleeve and Dr. Baker wrapped a piece of elastic band around my upper arm and dabbed the crease of my elbow with a cotton ball with alcohol on it. I turned my head to the side, trying to pretend that I wasn't getting a needle stuck in my arm, and the next thing I know Casey was standing beside me holding my hand. I gave her a weak smile and she smiled back. Soon Dr. Baker had a vial full of my blood and I relaxed, but not letting go of Casey's hand.

"Ok, since we have that done, let's go get your x-ray done." He walked out of the room and I hopped off the table, and Casey and I followed him.

We entered a room and Dr. Baker told me to lay on a table that was in the middle of the room and for Casey to go into the room that had a big window that viewed the room. He picked up a heavy apron and laid it on top of me and walked in the room with Casey.

"Derek, you need to stay very still, ok?" he is deep voice boomed over an intercom in the room.

I nodded my head and then when completely still. There were some weird noises and after a few minutes Dr. Baker came back into the room and removed the heavy apron from my body.

"That should do it. I will call you next week with your results, and until then I don't want you playing hockey or doing anything strenuous. Ok?"

"Yes sir." We shook hands and then he left the room.

"You ready to go?" Casey asked coming up behind me.

"Yes, let's get out of this place." I wrapped my arm around her waist and we walked out of the office and got in the car.

OoOoO

It's been a week since I went to the doctor's office and it has been the longest week of my life. I haven't been able to play hockey or do anything for that matter. All I have done I gone to school, and then come directly home. I hate not being able to do anything. The only good things that have come out of this have been that I have spent more time with Casey and I have worked on my music.

The phone rang downstairs; my heart stops. All day I have been waiting for Dr. Baker to call, but he hasn't yet, and since I haven't heard any cries of anguish, I'm guessing that's not him that just called. I went back to playing my guitar, and there was a soft knock on my door. I got up and opened the door to find Casey standing on the other side, tears rolling down her face.

"Casey, what's wrong?" I said grabbing her shoulders.

"D-Dr. B-B-Baker just called…" she said her words coming out thick.

"W-what did he say?" I asked scared out of my mind.

"He s-said you h-h-have…"

"I have what?"

"C-c-cancer…"

I hope you loved it! I really hated that I did that to Derek:( I hope you review so I know what to do; whether to make it a oneshot or to keep it a story...
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