A/N-Okay, so I had never really watched Lost when it first came out, because I was working nights a lot and I just never got around to it, and it's not really the type of show you can just jump in the middle of and watch. However, I watched a couple of episodes from season 3 on DVD with my parents, and they got me intrigued, so now I'm watching all of them in order, so the episode this story is based around is from the first season, which I've just barely watched. If you've never seen Lost, that's okay, it's really not neccessary to the plot, because I've just used dialogue from the actual episode throughout the entire story. So, yeah, enjoy!

Disclaimer-I don't own Life with Derek or Lost, nor was any copyright infringement intended.

"Ugh, I can't believe him!" Casey screeched as she flopped down on the couch. Derek flicked his eyes in her direction briefly, then focused back on the T.V. "Don't you want to know why?" she asked.

"Nope," Derek replied, eyes glued to the set. "Don't care, not my problem."

"He's late, again! This is the fourth date in a row that he has been over 30 minutes late for, without calling to say why."

"Still not my problem."

Casey huffed and crossed her arms. "What are you watching?"

"Lost," he replied, clearly wanting her to stop talking.

"Is it any good?"

He looked at her. "Yes it's very good. And very confusing. Now please shut up before I miss something important." He fixed his eyes on the T.V. again.

"Fine, I need something to distract me from my misery anyway." Derek waved a hand at her in a shushing motion, and she rolled her eyes.

"Boone's sitting at a police station. The detective, Malcolm, says, ' I'm sorry Mr. Carlisle, but I'm afraid I can't help you. Unfortunately, sir, we'll need a little more to go on'

Boone says, 'I don't understand this, I'm reporting a crime. Look, this is a cycle with her, okay. My sister just happens to be attracted to the wrong kind of guy.'

Sawyer's being led (or dragged) through the police station by two officers. He says, 'I just gave it back to him. Hey, yo, crock hunter, how come nobody wants to hear my side of the story, huh? Just what kind of. . .

Boone turns to look at the commotion Sawyer is making. Then back to Malcolm, who says, 'Now, if that were her mate, see, then I could help you. Let's finish taking down the rest of your information. You were saying she's your sister, then why is her name Rutherford, and yours Carlisle? Is she married?

Boone is annoyed now. He says, 'She was married. She's not married anymore, and that has nothing to do with this' Malcolm looks up at that statement, Boone looks flustered. He says, 'Rutherford is her father's name. Our parents got married when I was 10, she was 8.'

'So she's your step-sister?'

'That's right.'

'No blood relation,' Malcolm says as he writes on the paper.

'Maybe you've heard of my mother, Sabrina Carlisle? She owns the largest wedding business in the United States. I'm the COO of the wedding clothing subsidiary.'

' Would you like to buy my wife's wedding dress? Cost $2000 new; it's only been worn once.'

'I just want someone to go pay this guy a visit, that's all,' Boone says, voice raised

'Mr. Carlisle, in the absence of any physical evidence or a direct complaint from. . .'

'Shannon!'

'Shannon. We can't just go barging into people's apartments. Sadly, we're the police, not the dating police.'"

Casey looks at Derek with a confused look on her face. "I thought this show was about people on an island?"

"It is. This is a flashback."

"Oh. So what's his step-sister's boyfriend doing?"

"Beating her," Derek says, then makes the shushing motion again.

"Shot of a harbor. Boone walks up to Bryan who's hosing down a picnic table on the dock area. Boone says, 'Bryan, we need to talk.'

'Yeah?' Bryan replies.

'I'm not going to waste your time, and I'm not going to waste mine. I want you to break up with my sister.'

'What?'

'I want you to end it. Today.Right now.'

'Oh, bugger off, mate.'

'What you don't understand, Bryan, is that you'll be the third guy I've paid to leave. Go to her house when she's not there, get your stuff, and never have contact with her again. Understood?'

'So you flew all the way over here to bribe me.'

'I'm going to give you 25,000 US dollars,' Boone says, pulling out his checkbook.

'I love her.'

'How much?'

'My love for her -- is worth closer to 50,000.'

Boone writes a check."

"Aw, that's sweet. Would you pay off a guy that was beating me?" Casey asked Derek.

"See, now you're getting confused. These step-siblings like each other."

"You like me and you know it. You just don't want to admit it, because then you would be wrong."

Derek looked at Casey nervously, to find that she was staring at the T.V. Relieved, he said, "Wrong about what?"

"I dunno. But that's the way you act."

"Whatever."

"I like you," Casey said. Derek stopped breathing. "I think you're a great brother." His lungs started working again.

"Shut up and watch the damn show," he snapped.

"Boone knocks on Shannon's door. She answers and says, 'You were supposed to come later.'

Boone ignores her. 'Do you have any bags? Anything you want to take?'

'You should go back.'

'No, Shannon. We're getting out of this country. Is there anything you want to bring with you? What's the matter with you?'

Bryan walks in the front door and says, 'Aw, look at this.'

Boone says to Shannon'Let's go, please. C'mon. We can go.'

Bryan says, 'Hey, mate, you don't get this yet, do you -- what's what?'

Boone notices the bruise on Shannon's forehead is gone. He looks between the two of them, realization setting in. 'You set me up. This whole thing was a set up.'

Bryan says, 'She's just getting what she's owed.'

Boone snaps back, 'What'd you say?'

Bryan replies, 'She told me your mum screwed Shannon over after her daddy died, kept all her father's money for herself. Sweet mum you got there.'

Boone says to Shannon, 'This isn't the first time, is it? Oh, you've done this before, you little bitch.'

Bryan says, 'That's enough.' He pulls Boone away from Shannon.

Boone pulls away from Brian and says, 'Don't touch me you. . .'

Bryan punches Boone, knocks him down, and keeps punching.

Shannon tries to pull Bryan off, yelling, 'Bryan, get off of him! Get off of him! Get off!!'

Boone struggles to get up and leaves."

"That was so messed up! So she's been taking her brother's money for years?" Casey asked.

"Apparently," Derek replied sarcastically.

Then the doorbell rang. "I'll get it!" Casey yelled, hopping off the couch. "Max! Why were you so late, again?" Casey asked sternly.

"I'm so sorry," Max says. He pulls a bouquet of carnations out from behind his back. "The flower guy was really far behind, so I had to wait for these."

"Oh, Max, how sweet! Thank you so much! I'm going to put these in some water and I'll be right out." She walked towards the kitchen as Max moved to stand next to Derek's chair.

"Lost, huh," he asked. Derek grunted noncommittally. "My mom loves this show. I think it's kind of far fetched personally."

Derek glared up at Max. "Well, I'd say you're a pretty bad judge at what's accurate then. There's no way you had to wait in a flower shop for carnations. They're the cheapest flower you can get, there are always tons and tons of them ready to go."

"I know, but it kept her from screaming at me, right?"

Derek rolled his eyes and turned back to the T.V.

Casey walked out of the kitchen. "Okay Max, I'm ready. Bye Derek, have fun watching your show." She hooked her arm through Max's and followed him out the door.

"Boone is in a hotel room holding a bag of ice on his face where Bryan slugged him. There's a knock on the door. Shannon is there taking her shoes off.

'What do you want?' Boone asks.

Shannon replies, 'Bryan took the money. He's gone.'

Boone laughs. 'So the player got played. It's poetic, don't you think?'"

"Dumb girls," Derek thought to himself. "Never trust your man when he suggests to steal money from your step-brother. Or if he's consistently late."

"'I knew you'd bring the money. I knew you would.'

'You're drunk.'

'You want to know why?'

'I guess it doesn't matter, does it? Because you're going to tell me anyway.'

'Because you're in love with me.'"

Derek stared at the screen wide-eyed.

"Boone asks, 'What?'

Shannon says plainly, 'You brought the money because you're in love with me.'

'You show up here plastered. . .' Boone starts.

'You've always been in love with me.'

'You've always been a self-centered little bitch, but now you're delusional.'

'I've always known it.'

'You're sick.'

Shannon leans in to kiss him. 'No,' she says.

'Stop.'

'It's okay,' Shannon assures him. They start making out and end up on the bed. Scene cuts to dark with Boone in the foreground with his shirt off."

Derek's jaw drops. "I'm moving to America. They don't care about the step-sibling thing, they'll show it on national television. Which is now international television, but whatever."

"Shannon says, 'Boone?'

'What?' Boone asks.

'When we get back to LA,' she turns on the light. She's in a chair, fully clothed. 'You should just tell your mom that you rescued me again just like you always do. And then we'll just go back.'

'To what?'

'To what it was.'

'Like it's all up to you,' Boone says bitterly.

'Get dressed.'"

Derek sat back, confused. "So that's it? Well, I guess I kind of knew it wouldn't really work out, they're obviously not together on the island. Still though, I had hopes it would. But I guess that's just because I have hopes of Casey and I working out."

"Boone's in the jungle, yelling, 'Shannon!'He sees blood and follows the trail. He sees Shannon laying on some rocks and runs over. Boone picks her up and says, 'Shannon? Shannon? Shan?'"

A commercial came on the T.V. Derek swore under his breath. "I hate how they do that! Every chance they get, cliffhanger. I'm almost afraid to watch the season finale. I'll die waiting for the next episode over the summer." Derek fidgeted through the commercials, too afraid to channel surf, but bored to tears by the ads. He knew that the second he changed the channel it would come back on.

"It's night now. Boone is coming up to camp and sees Locke sitting by a fire. He runs up with a knife drawn. Boone attacks Locke, saying, 'You killed her!'

'You made it back,' Locke says calmly.

'You killed my sister. It's your fault. You drug her out there.'

'Your sister?' Locke asks, confused.

'Don't play dumb with me.'

'Calm down.'

'She died in my arms.'

'Why is there no blood on you?'

Boone looks at himself and sees there's no blood. He asks, 'What the hell just happened to me out there?'

Locke replies, 'I don't know. I don't know, you tell me.' Locke pushes Boone off of him. ' But your sister, Shannon. . .' he trails off as Shannon and Sayid walk into camp.

'She was dead,' Boone says, confused.

'Is that what it made you see?' Locke asks.

'What made me see? That stuff you put on my head -- you drugged me.'

'I gave you an experience that I believe was vital to your survival on this island,' Locke corrects him.

'It wasn't real?' Boone asks, clarifying.

'It was only as real as you made it,' Locke answers.

'I saw her die.'

'How did you feel? When she died?'

'I felt -- I felt -- I felt relieved. I felt relieved.'

'Yes. Time to let go.'Locke advises. He gets up and grabs his pack. ' Follow me.'"

Derek turned off the T.V. and went to his room. He sat down on his bed and ran through the episode over and over in his mind. "Is it really time to let go?" he mused. He heard Casey get home

"How was your date?" Lizzie asked politely, coming out of her room.

"Amazing. Max took me to this lake where he had a picnic set up. We watched what was left of the sunset, and he told me he loved me!" Casey squealed.

"That's great Case! Congratulations!" Lizzie said, sounding genuinely happy for her sister.

"Time to let go," Derek thought. "Yes, maybe it really is."

A/N-Okay, so please tell me that I'm not the only one that thought of LwD when it came out that they were step-siblings and then they slept together. Because, honestly, how does that NOT scream "Dasey!"