A/N: This is just a small little thing, I wouldn't quite call it a drabble collection, but I guess you could. Each chapter will be five paragraphs, each inspired by a word. They would be about a drabble size. They aren't always connected. They are all about Derek and Casey, even though there aren't any names anywhere in any of them. Anyway, enjoy. R&R! Thanks. –Mac

Disclaimer: I don't own LWD.

So He Told Her So

Drunken

He admits his feelings on a drunken whim. His vision is blurry, he's not quite sure where he is, and he's pretty sure he's going to hurl at any moment. But he could see her. He could feel her. He could smell her. And through the alcohol-induced haze, he knew. He loved her. So he told her so. She just put him to bed and took off his shoes, saying he should wait and see if he felt the same in the morning. He did. So he told her so.

Hold

It is in his arms that she felt the safest. There are times when her world could be upside down and falling apart and all he has to do is hold her for her to feel like everything will be okay. She had tried to explain it and failed. She didn't even understand it herself. But with his arms wrapped around her, she felt that maybe she could do anything.

Last

Every time a pretty girl walks by a part of her becomes paralyzed with fear. Afraid that it was now, in that moment, that he would realize that he could have any girl and he was just settling for her. Afraid that now, in that moment, he would realize he didn't want her anymore. But his eyes don't even flicker in the other girl's direction. He only sees her. And she can let the fear go, because while she would never be his first, she could be happy in the fact that she'll be his last.

Trial

It was all trial and error. They still fight like cats and dogs. She liked to nag and he frustrated her with how dismissive he was of their "problems." He had walked out on more than one occasion, only to return moments later apologizing profusely about how stupid he was being. They screamed, they yelled. They kissed and made up. And in their own sick little way, they made things work.

Geography

Sometimes the geography worked against them. He was always traveling with his teams and there were many times she couldn't join him. Then her first novel was published and she was on a book tour all through his off season. Sometimes it got so hard that they thought for sure they wouldn't be able to make it. Because hearing the other's voice over the phone was no substitute for seeing their face, or being able to touch them. But then they would make it home and all those doubts would vanish—as if they never existed.