As mentioned before, I will be intertwining many bits from the movie, even direct quotes, amongst my original spin on things so I may spoil the movie for you BUT hopefully won't have any idea what's truth and what's fiction with all of the Dasey I through in ;) You know what I mean. Sometimes the show comes out with stuff that we all went 'really? you managed to get away with that between opposite sex step-siblings on a Disney show?'.
All the feedback has been much appreciated! Thank you for your continued interest.
I do not own Life with Derek or Vacation with Derek.
Derek was pissed. And not just a little, man-this-sucks-why-did-I-bother-coming type of annoyed. He was royally pissed.
The beloved Felicia had not invited the Venturis at all. It was an invitation to her blood grandchildren only. The message had been misinterpreted, probably because anyone else who wasn't as close-minded and bitter as this woman, would see that the family wasn't divided by blood anymore but was one. But then again this was their first meeting, her choice of course.
Derek didn't know why he was so offended. He normally didn't care much what older figures thought, they usually thought he was a disruptive nuisance, a regular shit disturber if you will, but maybe it was protectiveness over his siblings feelings. Marti looked upset when she heard that they weren't wanted there. Edwin was just irritated by the living situation. No technology whatsoever. No internet, TV, cell phone service, anything. It was like being separated from the rest of the world.
Derek… Derek was just pissed. Royally pissed.
Nora and George left them to go to their own private vacation in Montreal. It was supposed to be a chance for Felicia to get to know her grandchildren, and the new ones, but now that they were unwelcome, things got a little awkward. She agreed to let the Venturi kids stay, but it was like pulling teeth.
The five made their way to their bedrooms. It was in a joint small cabin, one with a living room, bathroom, tiny kitchenette and two bedrooms. One bedroom had a double bed and the other, three single beds. The girls were to take the three person room, the boys the other. Until Edwin and Derek realized they'd be sharing a bed.
"OH no! No no no way am I sharing a bed with you and your gas!" Derek exclaimed.
"Stop being so dramatic bro, it's only for a few days!"
Meanwhile, in the next room, there was a similar argument going on.
"But Lizzie, I can't sleep in the bunk bed! I need the single!"
"Cas-ey, I need the real bed for my knee I busted during soccer. I can't brace it as easily in such a small space and the bunks are too hard! Mom said I could. It's only for a week, Case."
Casey felt selfish. Lizzie actually had a valid reason. But Casey knew if she slept in a too short, hard, uncomfortable bunk, she would never be able to get the studying she needed to get done and still have energy to have fun. It would ruin her whole plan for the trip.
Marti was already cuddling up in her top bunk when Edwin and Derek came into their room.
"Alright, Edwin's coming to sleep on your floor because I am not sharing a bed with him."
"Der-ek, stop being ridiculous. There are only five places for sleep and you can't hog two! Edwin should not have to sleep on the floor."
"Well I shouldn't have to share a bed with him. And I can't handle Marti's stuffed animals or Lizzie's sleep talking."
"I don't talk in my sleep!"/"I only brought a few!" Lizzie and Marti's arguments overlapped.
"Look Derek, now's not the time for your whining. Me and Lizzie are discussing our own bed situation right now and-"
"Casey, why is everything always about you?" Derek asked, rolling his eyes.
"Oh please Derek, you think the WORLD revolves around you!"
"Look who's talking, princess! You're forcing us to stay against our will when your grandmother doesn't even want us here!"
"When you act like this, can you blame her?" Casey screeched back.
"ENOUGH!" Lizzie shouted. "Casey, Derek, you two will share the bed next door and Edwin will stay here with Marti and I."
Everyone looked shocked at the idea but Lizzie crossed her arms, raising her eyebrows as if asking them to challenge her right now.
Disgruntled and tired, everyone stopped fighting and headed to their respective bedrooms. Casey left to wash her face and get changed for bed. Derek changed in the room, mulling over how to protect himself in his sleep.
It was so warm that Derek only wore pyjama shorts and a t-shirt. He cranked open the window as far as it would budge but there was no breeze. Casey came back in a mid-thigh length night dress, looking shy as she climbed into bed.
"Just don't touch me." was all she said before putting her back to him. Derek rolled his eyes and lied down.
The bed wasn't that uncomfortable. But knowing he was so close to Casey was driving him nuts, in the wrong way. His thoughts were all over the place. He lay awake for what felt like hours.
Glancing over, he saw her hair lounged gracefully across the pillow and the smooth curve of her bare, dimpled shoulder. He wanted to, but couldn't deny that Casey wasn't attractive. His fingers itched to brush a stray strand back to its rightful place.
The heat was getting to him, it must be why he couldn't think of anything besides the girl beside him. They had never been in such close proximity for such a long period of time, not counting today in the car. It was so strange, so new… and exciting.
Thinking Casey was asleep because her breathing was so even, Derek sat up to strip off his t-shirt. It was far too warm in that room. Both slept with the door closed so the hot air had no circulation.
She was awake. She held her breath when she heard the rustle of his shirt falling to the floor. She wanted to check if that was all he removed but didn't want to hear his egotistical rant about how she just wanted to see his body or something. She lay motionless, pretending to be asleep like he probably had assumed before undressing.
When Derek settled back onto the bed, he rolled over on his side so he was facing away from Casey, trying to convince his mind that she was not in the room. He didn't know why she was infecting his thoughts so much. Sure, they didn't get along much but things had changed over the years. They were becoming more like friends. And it's not weird to have sleepovers with your friends, right?
Finally, exhaustion from the crazy day lulled both to sleep.
Waking in the morning was confusing. Somehow, over the hot humid night, the air had turned cold. The blankets had been thrown off before they had even crawled into bed so Casey woke to find herself wrapped in Derek's arms, cuddled close, her head above his heart. His face was nestled in her hair and he was breathing soundly, still asleep.
Casey wanted to pull back, but a stronger urge held her right there. He was warm, comfy and she felt far too at ease in their current position. She understood why their sleeping forms melded together. She tried to remind herself that this was Derek, her step-brother, the bane of her existence, blah, blah, blah…but her thoughts ran out when she instinctually traced a finger down his firm, deliciously defined abdomen. She hadn't realized he was so physically fit. Hockey kept him in shape, she wasn't blind after all, but she had never gotten such a close examination of his body before.
She gazed up at his still face. He looked so innocent when he was asleep. Nothing like the mischievous jerk he usually did. She smiled softly.
Suddenly, Derek began stirring. Casey settled back down, placing a palm to his chest unconsciously attempting to get comfortable, leaning her head on his available shoulder. She felt his eyes look down at her.
"Case?" he whispered, clearly confused by not only her behaviour but their intertwined cluster.
She shrugged. "We must have moved in our sleep."
Derek seemed to realize that it was him that was trapping her against his chest. His arms had wound around to rest on her lower back, one fist gathering fabric from her dress. He loosened his grip but she didn't seem bothered. He himself was having trouble stopping the room from spinning and another hard-to-conceal reaction that might be building. He could feel every groove her body made through the thin fabric of their clothes. When they shifted together, he realized she wasn't wearing a bra. His eyes rolled into his head at the thought before he corrected his thoughts and mulled over her words.
"Sorry." he murmured, apologizing for his unconscious sleep movement, but mostly the thoughts running through his head that she had no clue about.
Had Derek Venturi ever said sorry? Casey looked up to his eyes, expecting to see a smirk growing, or confusion at his own words, or SOMETHING other than his tender eyes meeting hers. She stared into those chocolate orbs, not realizing the magnetism dragging their faces closer.
Derek reached a hand up to stroke her cheekbone, his palm forming a caress as the distance between them shortened. His thumb brushed the outline of her lips and he ducked his head to capture her lips in his eager ones.
But fate intervened and a loud rapping on the door broke the spell. They instantly separated.
"Casey! Derek! Time to meet Gran for breakfast! Hurry up and hide the other's body and let's go." Lizzie sing-songed, skipping away from the door.
The girl was far too cheery in the morning.
Derek and Casey glanced awkwardly at each other.
"Well I've got to-"
"I'm gonna-"
They both broke off, nodded as if they knew what the other was going to say, and stumbled away.
Casey looked at her flushed expression in the bathroom mirror, throwing water on her face to wake herself up faster. She must have been getting caught up in the thought of the future, how she would love to wake up with a husband or boyfriend that way.
Meanwhile Derek was throwing on clothes, trying to snap himself out of whatever he had been caught up in the past couple days. It was early. He didn't do mornings. Obviously it was the morning fuzziness that messed with his judgment. Yeah.
He wouldn't think too much about the other times. And not just since the vacation either.
Casey too was trying to avert her thoughts as she got ready for the day. It was proving a hard feat but she was stubborn.
Hmm. It seemed Casey and Derek had been brushing up on their Egyptian geography…
