1What happens when Lizzie is Kidnapped while Casey Is babysitting. The only person who doesn't Blame her is the one person she cant stand. (Dasey)
I do not own any of the Life with Derek Characters! But I do own the characters that I make up, like Agent Cohen Ashley and Agent Peyton Riley. If I make any other characters up I'll add them to the list!
This story is told threw Casey's Point of View.
Chapter 1: She's gone
It was an early Saturday morning and I was sitting at the kitchen table with Derek and Edwin when mom and George came down. "Hey Case, do you mind keeping an eye on everyone tonight, George were planning on going out for dinner and a movie." My mom asked. This had become routine for them. Every Saturday they would go out somewhere, and not make it home until late in the night. Every time they would ask me to baby-sit, Never asking Derek. "Sure, I've got nothing planned." I lied. I was planning on going to the movies with Em, but I could cancel. Even though I always cancelled.
"Ah, well Me and Edwin are going to a hokey game today, should be home around 9ish." Derek Spoke up. I was happy at the thought of having a house with-out Derek for a little while. This also meant no surprise party's. "When exactly were you planning on asking us for permission? Derek your seventeen now, you got to start being a little more responsible!" George complained. It was the good old responsibility speech again. You'd think by now they'd get the clue that Derek was never going to grow up. "Yeah, Yeah dad. So can we go?" Derek questioned, his mouth full of cereal. Like always George gave in and let Derek go. Derek always gets his way, while I'm the responsible one staying at home babysitting.
Mom and George left that night around seven. Lizzie Marti and I, went out to rent movies and pick up food shortly after, and arrived back at the house around 8. When we got there the door was unlocked, I always forgot to lock the doors. We went in and ate the food we had gotten. "Casey, When's Smerek gonna be home?" Marti asked, talking with her mouth full. She was so much like Derek. "Unfortunately soon!" I complained. Only about an hour and the menace would return home, and he would Undoubtedly find some new way to annoy me. He always does.
After our food was gone, Lizzie went up to her attic room to change into pajama's and I got Marti some from the laundry room downstairs. Once Marti was dressed, I popped some popcorn and put the movie in. Lizzie had picked out her favorite movie. The one about the little boy who never grew up. Personally I think she likes the boy in the movie. "Lizzie hurry up, we're gonna start the movie without you!" I yelled up the stairs before taking a seat next to Marti. "She takes to long!" Marti complained after another twenty minutes of waiting. It was now close to 8:30 and We still hadn't started the movie. I was about to go check on Lizzie when Derek and Edwin came running threw the door.
"SMEREK!" Marti cheered jumping in his arms. Derek swung her around, causing her to break out into laughter. I know I can't stand Derek, but watching him with Marti always makes me smile. Its probably the only time I can stand the guy. "Where's Lizzie?" Edwin questioned looking all around the down stairs. "Her room, can you see what's taking her so long?" I replied still not sure what she was doing up there. Edwin took off up the stairs yelling "Lizzie, oh Lizzie!" all the way up. Derek had stopped spinning Marti now, and they were sitting on the couch watching the movie. "Hey! We were gonna watch.." I started to get onto him but was interrupted by Edwin yelling for me and Derek.
We both took of up the stairs, Derek dragging Marti quickly behind us. We weren't sure what was going on but we new it couldn't be good. But neither of us was expecting what we got. "Lizzie's gone." Edwin cried, once he saw us come through the door. The window was opened, and the room was a wreck. I fell to the floor, tears pouring down my face. Derek sat Marti down beside me and pulled out his cell phone immediately calling the cops. Marti sat there stroking my hair, she didn't really understand what was going on. Once Derek hung up with the cops he knelt down beside me pulling me into his arms and tried to comfort me. "Their gonna find her case, they have to."
The cops arrived only moments later. They started to question all of us, but I couldn't talk. I was wrecked. My sister, my only true sister was gone. The kid who meant more than anything to me was gone, and I didn't know where she was or if she was even alive. "Mom, someone has to call my mom!" I cried out frantically. Derek immediately called them and told them to get home, something had happened. Mom was sure to be crushed, but no one could be hurting more than me. No one could possibly understand what I was going through. Even if they could I didn't care, right now all I wanted was to die.
Mom and George took about 15 minute's to get home. The Police officer that had questioned us, broke the news to my mom and George. My mom reacted differently than I had expected. I figured she would have been more distraught and frantic. She didn't even cry, she just stopped. Literally, She didn't talk or move, she was like a Paralyzed mute person. Only know do I know that that's when she went into a deep state of shock, which she remained in for quite a while. After Lizzie's kidnapping she had to be hospitalized. Now not only was my sister gone but my mom was in a coma like state. I was all alone.
A couple days after Lizzie was kidnapped two CSI's came out to the house. Their names were Agent Peyton Riley and Agent Cohen Ashley. They seemed nice, but wouldn't talk with them. They looked around Lizzie's room for more clue's to who could have committed the crime. Since mom wasn't in a coherent state she was no help to naming possible suspects. None of the rest of us could think of anyone who could possibly want to hurt Lizzie. Why would anyone want to hurt Lizzie? Edwin had his theory though that Tawny from the Hockey team still hated Lizzie, for causing them to lose their game. But no body gave much consideration to the theory, for tawny was only 11 and couldn't possibly kidnap anyone. Could she?
I stayed up for 4 days straight after the incident. Hoping Lizzie would come running through the door. I couldn't help but worry about her. The weather was frigid, and she didn't have her coat. Was my sister cold or hungry? I didn't know, and I hated that I couldn't protect her. I tried not thinking about it, but it was the only think I could think about.
One night I was downstairs watching one of Lizzie's favorite shows, when Derek wondered downstairs. He sat in his chair, looking just as tired as I felt. "Lizzie loves this show." Derek acknowledged, bring a smirk to his face. Him and Lizzie had become good buddy's this past summer. He was always trying to teach her some new Hockey move, and she was always trying to ignore him. "Don't you mean "loved". Lizzie loved this show." I replied, no emotion in my voice. Derek glared over at me. "Don't say that Casey." He sounded a little angry, but I didn't care. "Why not Derek. She's gone, and never coming back and it's all my fault!" I screamed, breaking down again. The tears started to flow and again, I was sick of crying.
Derek moved to the couch, and again tried comforting me. "It's not your fault Casey. Its no one's fault, except the jerk who did this!" He told me as wrapped me in his armed and pulled me as close to him as possible, and I just cried. I never seen Derek aside from his macho self. It was different to be with this Derek, almost nice. Wait no, I don't like Derek. He's my biggest enemy, but now he's all I got. "I should have never let her go upstairs alone!" I relinquished my guilt. I held so much guilt for what had happened. I'm her older sister, I'm suppose to protect and look out for her. Instead I put her in danger, what a sister I am.
"Ok, Casey what if the circumstances were different, and Edwin was missing, and I was blaming myself. What would you tell me?" Derek questioned. Wait did Derek just use a big word? Wow what gotten into him? No, stop thinking about Derek, answer the question. "I don't know Derek." I replied, not knowing what to say. So he revised the question. "Ok then, Say Edwin was missing. I was blaming myself because I'm his older brother. What would Lizzie be telling me?" he had me there. I knew exactly what Lizzie would say and do. "Derek that's not a fair question. You know Lizzie wouldn't let you blame yourself. You can't tell me you wouldn't be blaming yourself though!"
I answered, and I knew I was right. Derek would be going crazy with quilt if it were Edwin.
"Your right, but we all know your not to blame for this. Lizzie would be so mad if she knew you were blaming yourself Casey!" Derek stated. He was right, and I knew it. But that doesn't mean I have to accept it! I just sat their stumped. Where do I go from here?
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