I do not own Life with Derek. But if someone where to buy me Michael Seater, I wouldn't complain.


She lost it all in the fire. Her clothes, her textbooks, her Jonas Brothers posters, her cell phone, her Lady Gaga CD, the teddy bear she'd had as a baby, everything. It was all gone, and there was absolutely nothing she could do about it. But most of all, it was her fault. Why - no, how could she had been so stupid? She had never screwed up like this before. Never. Casey MacDonald did not mess up … or at least not this bad.

She was still trying to figure out why she had let Marti bake the cookies in the first place. It had seemed like a good idea at time, she supposed. It would entertain her long enough, and in the end they'd have a nice snack before bed. It all seemed perfect. But then, Sam called. They were on the phone for hours, and Marti had passed out on the couch. After all, Derek, Edwin, Lizzie, George, and Nora were all out of town visiting relatives. Nothing could go wrong, especially with Casey in charge.

But Casey fell asleep too - crying, if it makes a difference. Apparently Sam had 'found someone else', and had tried to let Casey down gently. Of course, she freaked out, and they argued for hours over the phone. She forgot completely about the oven, and drifted off to sleep after about twenty minutes of her sobbing into her pillow. She didn't awake until she heard the sound of a fire alarm.


You are fine, you are sweet

Fine, I'm still a bit naive with my heart

When you're close, I don't breathe I can't find the words to speak and I feel sparks

But I don't wanna be into youIf you're not looking for true love No, I don't wanna start seeing you

If I can't be your only one, so tell meWhen it's not alright, when it's not ok

Will you try to make me feel better? Will you say alright? Will you say ok?

Will you stick with me through whatever

Or run away?


"Oh my god, Casey!" Nora screamed as she dashed out of the passenger seat of their van, stumbling as she hurled herself over the curb and into the front lawn. "Where's Marti? Is she okay? Are you okay? What happened -"

"Where's Marti?" Derek yelled from behind as he made his way towards her. She started to breath slower, and it became harder for her to get air. She looked into his dark brown eyes. They were filled with rage and worry. She had never seen Derek like this … ever.

She choked on her words a little as she spoke, "Sh- They took her to the hospital. They wouldn't tell me anything. I-"


It all went black.

Say that it's gonna be alright That it's gonna be ok

When you call I don't know If I should pick up the phone every time

I'm not like all my friends Who keep calling up the boys, I'm so shy

But I don't wanna be into you If you don't treat me the right way

See, I can only start seeing you If you can make my heart feel safe Feel safe!

When it's not alright, when it's not ok Will you try to make me feel better?

Will you say alright? Will you say ok? Will you stick with me through whatever

Or run away? Say that it's gonna be alright

That it's gonna be ok Don't run away, don't run away


"Casey? Casey can you hear me?" She heard Nora's voice. "It's going to be okay. You had a panic attacked. You're going to be okay …"

She struggled to speak, and didn't dare open her eyes. "W - what about Marti?"

"She's in surgery, Case," Nora's voice said. Casey's heart dropped.

"Wh - where am I?"

"You're in the hospital, Casey … Everything is going to be okay."