A/N: I wrote this after watching Fright Night. Enjoy!
Disclaimer-I don't own life with Derek! I swear! No....NO! Don't put me in THERE!!!!!!
For awhile, I almost believed that nothing could scare Derek. No matter what we did to scare him, he would just laugh it off, or turn it back on us. For awhile, I thought he was unshakable. Even
now, if you didn't know him, you'd think that sitting in a waiting room, counting the seconds until we find out if the tumor they found in Marti's brain is cancerous or not, was just a normal part of
his day. But I know him, and I can see the way h checks his watch every five seconds, or the way he can't seem to keep his leg still, or even the way the hem of his tee-shirt is wrinkled from
him twisting it with his hand like he's bored. But I'm sitting next to him, and I can see what no one else can. The fear racing through his brown eyes. The fear that he may not have much time
left with his Smarti, that the little girl that brings so much life to our house will be gone soon. And I realize then that fake Halloween decorations and gory movies may not scare Derek, but the
fact that he may lose the one person he ever truly loved, does.