Hey guys-this is my first foray into writing fic! This is going to be a multi-chapter story. This is basically how I could see C/C's senior semester playing out. And I of course in no way own Greek, or any of the characters

"Well it could be worse," Cappie sighed. "At least our house didn't burn down like the Gamma Psi's."

Casey gulped, hard, and managed to eek out a small noise of agreement. Her mind was absolutely spinning, and although she loved the fact that she was lying there in the strong arms of her shaggy-haired prince, she almost felt trapped. Like she should be up and pacing the floor or something. She was sad about Ferret, Wade, and Jeremy getting expelled of course, AND the fact that the "Three Musketeers" was clearly a thing of the past, but she couldn't get the thought out of her mind: "Oh my God, we're arsonists!"

Cappie could feel the tension reverberating from his girlfriend's body. He knew she had liked the guys a lot, but she shouldn't be getting THIS upset over it. Maybe Wade, she did know him the best, but Ferret and Jeremy? And if she was upset about the stupid "Three Musketeers" thing, she could forget it. Evan made his choice. There was no going back. At any rate, something was up, and he knew neither one of them was going to get any sleep unless she got whatever was on her chest off. He sat up and pulled her hands into his lap.

"Hey, why the glum face?" he asked.

"It just sucks and all. The guys getting expelled and everything?" Dammit. Her voice always cracked when she lied. Cappie was going to catch on. She would have to break the ZBZ oath. She would have to tell him. She had to tell SOMEONE.

"Casey, you are SUCH a bad liar," Cappie laughed. "Your voice always cracks when you lie. C'mon, give me some more credit than that!"

She drew in a deep breath and closed her eyes as tight as she could, "Cappie, please, please promise me, this doesn't leave this room."

He was silent, his deep blue eyes searching her face. All of a sudden, a horrifying thought crossed his mind and settled in the pit of his stomach like a block of ice. "Oh my God, she's going to tell me she's pregnant or something," he thought.

Casey opened a leaf green eye just a crack. "C'mon Cap, promise me"

"Uhhhh.........ok," was all he could say.

Casey spat it out as fast as she could, "It's our fault the Gamma Psi house burned down."

Cappie had caught exactly zero percent of that. It was way too long to have been, "I'm pregnant", so he instantly felt relief flow through his body, but now he was intrigued. He raised one eyebrow quizzically at the skinny blonde sitting in front of him. "Um Case, if you want to tell me something, you have to say it at normal human listening speed."

She huffed. She knew he hadn't understood her. That had been the point! She pulled her hands out of his grasp and began knitting her fingers together furiously. It's now or never, Casey.

"Ok," she breathed, "It's our fault the Gamma Psi house burned down." Almost as soon as the words had escaped her lips, she lowered her head into her hands and shook it in defeat. Cappie stared at her for a moment, and then broke out in peals of uproarious laughter. When he was finally able to get himself back together, he looked at his girlfriend, her head no longer in her hands, a look of shock and confusion plastered across her face.

"Ok Drew Barrymore," he chuckled, "You know you girls can't start fires just by thinking mean thoughts about those Gamma Psi skanks, right?"

Casey groaned and fell backwards onto the bed. Cappie followed suit and flopped himself down onto the bed beside her.

"This isn't a joke Cappie! I'm serious. Its our fault." She turned to face him, her eyes beginning to well with tears.

"Casey, this is ridiculous. Are you trying to tell me that you guys went over there with containers of kerosene, doused the place, lit a match and managed to get out of there without anyone seeing you?" he questioned. " You guys aren't ninjas are you?"

She jumped up from the bed and made a loud noise in exasperation. He wasn't taking her seriously. God, why did she even expect him to. Cappie never took anything seriously.

"No, Cap, we aren't ninjas, or Drew Barrymore!" She was almost shouting now, and remembered that this was supposed to be a secret. She lowered her voice before any prying ears could get a chance to listen in. "It was an accident." She collapsed back onto the bed. He looked down at her and could she she was clearly upset, and clearly telling the truth.

"An accident. Ok, go on," he encouraged.

"Well, a couple of the girls and I decided to figure out if there had been any tampering with the Songfest votes," she began nervously, "And of course the tally sheet was in Catherine's clipboard, so we might have decided to sneak into the Gamma Psi house and look at the results ourselves."

"You little sneaks you!" Cappie said as he grinned at her. "Ok, I can understand you guys going over there to get to the bottom of the whole Songfest debacle. You girls were clearly robbed. You were a million times better than the Gamma Psi's, and I'm not just saying that because I have to. But how exactly does doing a B and E at the Gamma Psi house turn into arson?"

"Rebecca might have left a candle burning in the house when we finished looking at the scorecards and left," Casey said as she cringed.

"A candle? Why didn't she just bring a flashlight like a normal person?" Cappie joked. He saw the look on Casey's face. She was still deadly serious.

"Oh come on Case!" He exclaimed as he sat back up and pulled her with him, "How likely do you REALLY think it is that one little candle burned down an entire 40 bedroom house?"

"I don't know," Casey replied sheepishly.

"Exactly!" he encouraged. "And how old is that place anyway? Must be at least 80 years right? I mean your house and their house were built around the same time weren't they"

"Yeah," she admitted.

"Stuff goes wrong in old houses all the time! It could have been bad wiring, or even better yet, when do you think they last cleaned out their A/C vents or dryer vent? And don't candles have some nifty safety features now anyway?" He grew more and more encouraged as he saw her nodding her head in agreement at his possible explanations.

Casey straightened her back and smoothed her hair. "No, you're probably right. Yeah. Definitely. There has to be some other explanation." Cappie always had a way of making her feel better about things.

"See, just working yourself up over nothing," Cappie said and smiled down at the girl of his dreams. "I must say, I'm quite impressed that you girls got up the gumption to pull a stunt like that. Now you're thinking like Kappa Tau's" He flashed his patented Cappie smile at her.

"Uggg I know," Casey groaned. "Maybe our houses are spending a little too much time together." She turned fully around to face him again, giggling. Cappie put his hand to his chest, feigning having taken offense.

"But we were right!" she exclaimed. "There was tampering with the votes. Catherine came over to tell us herself, before I mentioned her house being on fire. She ran screaming out the door after that."

Cappie tipped his head back and laughed heartily. "God Case, you are too much," he told her as he pulled her closer to him once again. "Now I think I know of something that will take our minds off of all our troubles"

"Oh, and what would that be?" Casey laughed playfully.

"This" he said as he pulled her close in a passionate kiss. Within minutes their clothes littered the floor of Cappie's bedroom and the events of the past evening became a distant memory.

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Well, Chapter 1! Hope you enjoyed! I am writing a few chapters ahead, so hopefully I will be able to give daily updates, but I DO have finals next week, so we'll see.