A/N So, I was surprised that I actually got reviews over night. So since this is summer; time, however not plentiful, is on my side. Thank you for reading. A few comments that came out of reviews centered around Nora's client and Casey's calm behavior. To answer your question, the client won't be at the convention as you will see below and Casey didn't know she caused the power outage because she was listening to music. After Derek came in mad, she tried to piss him off more, so she obviously knows what happened now. Here is 'Tickets' cont.

Tickets (2)

As Derek passed through the solid oak doorway, defeat was plastered over his face. At first he wanted to go bother Casey again, but just as he was ready to climb the narrow stairs to the second floor, he remembered that she had already left for her keener banquet.

Finally giving up and settling down, Derek fell back into his recliner and grabbed the remote to click through some channels. That was totally Casey's fault. How could she? She probably knew what I was doing and planned the whole thing. Since when does she need six different styling tools, she is perfect the way she bloody well is! Derek straightened up at the reaction to his last thought. Thankfully at that precise moment, Derek flipped to a recap of last week's hockey games and was totally entranced.

It wasn't till the morning that Derek woke up. Leaning over the side of the recliner, he soon realized that he had fallen asleep downstairs. For a second, Derek believed that the tickets and Casey hindering his ability to get them, was just a dream. But as the details of last night flooded into his memory, the haze of morning sleepiness began to ware off. It was odd, usually there would be sounds of feet hitting the hard wood flooring or the opening and closing of a door, but in fact, there was not.

Disappointed at the absence of Edwin, Derek slowly walked to the kitchen to arrange himself some grub. As he neared thee fridge, he noticed a few pieces of papers with big red letters taped to the refrigerator door.

"Taken Edwin and Lizzie to Toronto to join Mom and George. Be back around lunch time. Pick up the mail, bring the trash bins back inside and don't do anything stupid. -Casey"

Derek let out a groan as he reread the note. Not planning on doing any of the previously mentioned chores, Derek fixed himself some cereal and through the written on copy paper in the trash.

Unfortunately for Derek, by 10:00 am, he was bored out of his mind. All forms of communication were down and he couldn't go over to Sam's house since he was out looking for a new Leafs jersey. How could Sam have gotten tickets? I am way more enthused about hockey than he is. With a sigh, Derek decided to venture outside and complete one of Casey's tasks; probably the easiest and least boring.

Turning the key inside the mail slot, Derek opened the hatch to the mailbox and scooped up the mail in his right arm as he closed the box with his left. He remembered how at a younger age, mail was so intriguing to him. He always wished for a letter for him. Now, most letters were from the school, which for him was either bad or just plain boring. Right before he reached the porch, his eye recognized a familiar symbol in the corner of one of the envelopes. Accidentally dropping the other letters, he examined the paper more closely. It was in fact, the seal used for the convention center, but it was addressed to Nora! Confused, he debated on whether to open it or just forget about it. By the time he was back in the house, the letter had been carefully torn at the side and unfolded so he could read its entirety.

"Nora,

I am truly appreciative of the work you did for me last weekend. Under short notice and lower pay, you still helped a friend in need. Anyway, to show you just how much I was thankful for helping me out during this tough time, enclosed are a set of tickets to that sports convention. I know it's not much, but we won them off the radio and persuaded the station to put your names on them instead of ours. Enjoy!

Beth"

Hoping Nora did not know of this present, Derek stashed the tickets away in his jacket and shredded the envelope. He then continued to the couch and sat down to carefully marvel the small rectangular tickets in his hand as he brushed his thumb over their colorful texts and glossy sides.

It wasn't until he flipped to the 2nd ticket that he noticed major and crucial aspects of the tickets. These were not just bought online like mentioned in the letter, but won the radio. There was too, both Nora and George's names on the tickets and on Nora's there was even a physical description! Derek wasn't worried about passing as a George, but what about Nora's ticket? The excitement on Derek's face was slowly fading as he read all the details on the back.

George could not go without Nora's ticket since she was a VIP and George was listed as a guest.

The people at the gate would know they were coming and escort them in through the back.

They would receive a complimentary souvenir.

Even though the 3rd rule wasn't bad at all, the first two were. As Derek searched his mind for a possible Nora (Blue eyes, 5' 6", Brown hair), the only person matching the description that he knew of was just entering the house with a mad expression on her face and the word, "Der-ek!" Escaping through her mouth.

Thanks for reading, next chapter should be out soon. Hopefully longer next time. This just seemed like a good ending point.