I Could Just…

This is a Dasey fanfic - been a fan of Dasey since the first preview for it! I don't care what you think, cause personally, I don't think step siblings being together is wrong.

We are no stranger to heartbreak, so this one should be one we all relate to. They are in Grade 12, right after the whole Truman/Vicki thing happens.

*-*(Casey) !-!(Derek)

*-* I'm frozen. Completely frozen, trying desperately to shake out the image I am seeing unfold before my eyes. It can't be happening! It just can't be! Truman… kissing my COUSIN! "Viki?" I back up, bumping into the wall and make my way mindlessly to Derek. "Derek, I need to leave now." I say hearing his reply right after, "Can't talk, dancing." I feel myself getting more upset. It's affecting my voice. "Derek, let's go, please?" I say, as he is dancing. I just want to leave. Please let him understand and not be typical Derek.

!-! I turn around, not even aware of Casey's tone of voice. I DO, however, notice how she looks. Heartbroken. "You okay?" She shakes her head. I place my hands on her shoulders and push her away from the center of the crowd. God, she is looking so good. I think as I look her over. "What happened?" I ask to cover for my very un-step brotherly thought. "I just saw Truman and Viki…" She must be really upset, her breathing is heavy, "And they were. And they were k-k-k-" I can't stop staring at her! I think before saying, "Kayaking?" To break the tension I am feeling inside. She is shaking her head, tousling her glossy, dark brown hair. "Kissing!" She says. The bastard! I think before moving into action.

*-* He looks annoyed when he hears that. Walking forward, he moves into the direction I walked from. Why is he this upset! I mean, he doesn't care about me, ever!" I think before realizing I am alone again.

!-! "What is wrong with you two?" I ask, rage filling me at the thought of Casey's heartbroken face. Viki and Truman face me. "Chills, Derek." Viki says, "Were just two friends catching up!" Yeah, I know how you catch up, you tramp! I think before replying, "Yeah? Cause Casey caught you two catching up." Perfect, beautiful, smart as hell Casey! Truman steps up to bat, "Derek, your reading this all wrong!" How little you know me, you cheating jackass! "I don't read anything on weekends. And no one treats Casey like that!" I say, wanting to knock him out. "So why don't you go over there, apologize to her, and then never speak to her again." Viki looks at me strangely. "Since when are you so protective of Casey?" She asks. Yeah, since when? Well… since about the time I saw the heartbreak on Casey's face and wanted to be the one to… well, made her feel better… I thought before replying "Since now." I reply, staring at Viki. What did I see in her? Casey is so much better "Get your coat, cous." I say, shaking my head to the door.

*-* Derek is really pissed at them! Why? I think before my view of Derek is obstructed by Truman. "Casey, please, let me explain." He says. I don't want to hear it. Crossing my arms, I reply, "Truman, you were kissing my cousin!" I say, already blocking off his next reply. "It was kind of a joke. A goodbye kiss from when we broke up in grade 9. She kissed me." I can't believe this guy! "Did you stop her!" I reply, disbelief in my voice. "I didn't want to be rude?" He says. I can't believe him, I think before saying, "Well here's another goodbye. Hold the kiss." I walk forward. He backs up a couple of steps, panic evident on his face and in his voice. "Casey wait!" He responds anxiously. "Truman," I say, feeling my strength slip away. "I made a big effort to be at this party because I assumed you wanted me here." My voice cracked, "But I was wrong! You didn't introduce me to any of your friends! The only person I talked to was Ron the importer!" He is really trying! I think as I see him thinking of what to say. "I'm really sorry… I'm not used to having a serious girlfriend. I'll get better at it. I promise." I almost believe him, before remembering what my best friend said. "Emily was right about you! Your not trustworthy!" His eyes are filled with anxiety. "Casey, please, give me another chance!" Now it's time for him to have heartbreak on his face. "I gave you another chance! You blew it!" I say before walking away.

!-! I see Casey walk by me as I put on my jacket, pretty blonde girl standing in front of me. "Your leaving?" She says. Strange how I am totally not attracted to her anymore… I think, "Yeah, I gotta go." She sways, looking slightly adorable. "Well, this party would have been a total bore if you come here. Call me next time your in Toronto. I laugh as a cover for the fact that I wouldn't be going anywhere Casey wasn't. "Sure." I say, doubling what I said with a kiss on her cheek. I pull away, not expecting what she does next. She grabs my coat and kisses me. I close my eyes and think about what it would be like to kiss Casey. Man, I'm really sick!

*-* "Casey I'm really sorry!" Viki says to me pleadingly, "It didn't mean anything. Please forgive me!" I look at her, shaking my head, "Viki, you've been doing this since we were in grade six, when you kissed the guy with the unibrow!" Her face slides into a snobby look. "I did you a favor, kissing unibrow boy!" I look away, not wanting to look at her, "Fine. I was way out of line. But I am a flirt!" Like that is any reason… "Just don't blame Truman. It sounds like he really likes you." I look down, shocked into another reality when Derek says, "Viki, I'm dropping you off, then taking Casey home." He looks at me, putting his hand on my back, "Don't ruin the upholstery." He says gently.

!-! I want to go back and beat Truman down! I think, hearing the sounds of Casey crying. Sucks I can't just look at her. Hold her, tell her… wait, I can talk "Hey, Case?" I say, staring at the road, "You do know that Truman didn't deserve you, right? He is completely … he is just not worthy of you." I hear her breath catch, sobbing gently. "I know… I just… I can't believe!" She breaks off, starting to cry harder. Were almost home… I think, trying to concentrate on my driving and not on how much I want to hold her in my arms and kiss each of her tears away.

*-* I can't believe how nice Derek is being to me! I don't understand it, but I know that somehow, he was not the same Derek. I wonder why he is changing… what was it that was causing him to be this way? I look over at him. Don't know whether the look on his face is one of annoyance or concentration. He looks hot when he is thinking. I think, before catching my thoughts. Get a hold of yourself, Casey! I think before the car turns into our driveway. "Thank you, Derek." I say, smiling before getting out of the car. He follows after me. "Well… you know…" He says, before closing the door. I walk up the front, Derek beside me. "You don't understand how much it means to me that you were kind and understanding. Thank you for not making fun of me." I say, pulling him into a hug. "Case-" He says, pulling back enough to look into my eyes, "You deserve so much better than that." He brushes a strand of hair from my face, smiling.

!-! Wait, what am I doing? I think, my hand still touching the lock of hair. Dude, she is your stepsister! Stepsister! I think, realizing that it wasn't working. "So much better." I say, leaning in closer. You deserve someone like me… She isn't leaning back, or moving away. I tighten my arm around her, my other hand capturing her face. One second passes before our lips touch. Her lips are warm and soft, her body just as warm and so inviting. "Casey." I say, not wanting this kiss to end.

*-* "Yes, Derek." I reply, not believing what I am doing. Not believing that my arms are holding him closer. Not wanting to even think about what my mind is wanting my body to do. But, even though I can't believe it, I don't stop it. I know I've wanted this to happen for a while. Know that I've dreamed of this. Know that this is the most right thing I've done in a while. I tilt my head back, leaning against the wall.

!-! I can't believe I am doing this! I really can't! But it feels right! My hands are around her waist, pulling her in closer. I notice her head tilting back, exposing her neck. Smiling, I gently press my lips into the hollow of her throat, feeling her pulse begin to quicken more. I want to keep this going! My mind thinks, before I feel her body push into me further. I move my lips to her ear, "Meet me in my room…" I say before pulling her in for one more kiss.

*-* My breath catches at what he says. Recovering quickly, I turn the knob and walk in. My mom is on the couch. "Mom, what are you doing up?" She sits up, looking at me. "Waiting for you. Derek called." I look over at Derek in shock, his lips pull into his all too famous smirk, then back at my mom. "You okay?" I try to remember what I was feeling before. "I'm fine." I say, trying to cry. It works, "Mom." I walk over to her and her loving arms. "More tears?" I hear Derek say, "Your like Niagara Falls! Night ladies." I take that as a sign of him leaving. I pull away to look at mom, "Maybe he isn't such a bad guy after all." I say, almost wanting to laugh at her expression. "Truman?" She asks, looking back at me. I slightly smile, "No, Truman is scum." I look up at the stairs, "I meant Derek." I smile before hugging my mom another time. "I think I'm just gonna go to bed." Before going upstairs and into my room. I pull off my clothes and slip into my pyjama's. Walking out of my room again, I go to the washroom and rid my face of make. Entering into the hall, I look at Derek's door Meet me in my room… I hear in my mind, the butterflies returning. Should I? I don't know what to do… I think before realizing what I am debating over. Derek is my stepbrother. I doesn't matter that he made my body feel like it was on fire! I think before going into my bedroom and laying down.

!-! I hear Casey's bed creak slightly. She's not coming in here… I think, wondering what it is I should do. I could just go to her room… Smiling, I nod as I get up from my bed and silently creep out to hers. Opening her door, I look at her form on the bed. Her back is to me, but not for long. She turns around as she hears my footsteps. "Derek?" She says, confusion in her eyes. I don't reply. Just walk over to her bedside and crawling in. I look at her for a second before my arms wrap around her waist and kiss her. If she did have any objections, they were banished with the touching of our lips. She leans back further into her bed, her arms wrapping around me, pulling me on top of her, an openness in her eyes.

*-* Oh my god! Oh my god! Oh-my-god! I think as Derek's lips touch mine. Now, I just want him to hold me to him, have his hands running over my body. Have him… I return his kisses, arching my body into his. Responding as I'd never responded to another guy before. "Derek," I say, running my hands over his back, to his clothes. He was running his hands over me, his kisses were hotter, faster… pushing to go somewhere. I let him.

!-! I wake up slowly, feeling an added weight on my right side. Glancing down, I see Casey's hair, her hand on my chest, her legs wrapped around my right leg. What a vision to wake up to! I think before brushing some hair off her eyes. She stirs. "Morning," I say, looking into her eyes. She smiles up at me dreamily before realization seeps in. "Oh-my-god!" She says, looking at our clothes strewn on the floor. "Did we?" She cuts off, sitting up, covers covering her top. "Yes." I say, my heart pounding Please, don't regret it! I think, looking at her pleadingly. "You don't… regret it, do you?"

*-* I stop at his question, thinking hard. Do I? "No, I don't. I just can't - believe we did." I get up, holding the blanket to me. "What should we do?" I say, looking at Derek. "I don't know!" He says, smiling charmingly. "What do you want to do?"

!-! I hold my breath, waiting her answer. "I- I guess…I don't know. Can I think about it?" I shake my head, "No, take your time." I say before smiling rakishly at her.

*-* I look at my clock. "I'm going to go get ready." I lean over, kissing him again. "I'll let you know after." Getting up, I pick up my pyjama's and pull them on and walk out the door. Soon, I am feeling fresh and clean again. No traces of the heartbreak I had endured the night before. Not that I care much right now! I walk to my room, finding it devoid of Derek. I choose my clothes and put them on. Settling down to read I book, I mull over what I want to do about Derek and I. I am snapped back into realization with Truman's name. "Truman?" I hear Marti say, "Casey never wants to speak to you ever, again." I look out my door, seeing her hand the phone over to Lizzie who, after she says, "No one treats my sister like that, shame on you!" hands it over to Edwin, who swiftly replies with, "Hey, Truman, since Casey dumped you I've closed my file on you. But I had my suspicions all along!" The sweetest part was when Marti closes with a, "Goodbye, slime bucket!" before hanging up. The all smile, Lizzie saying, "That'll teach him!" I smile at them, touched. "Aw, thanks for looking out for me, guys." As I am finishing, I hear Derek say, "Keep it down. Trying to sleep!" I realize that I do know what I want to do. I do know what I want. Him. I want my stepbrother.