Hallelujah

When left alone Casey would venture into her own mind. Going over, once and again, the events of the day. This night was no different as she waited in front of Saint Jude's Hospital for her Mother, Nora, to pick her up.

There were so many things to go over, as many things were evenetful. But there was one thing her mind refused to let go of. The chance meeting with Derek, no last name. "How do you not ask someone's last name?" Casey lightly smacked her forehead and sighed. Was destiny really that kind? Would she really see him again? So caught in her thoughts was Casey that she missed the sound of the horn she had so impatiently been awaiting.

"Case, come on, it's pouring out here." said Nora, getting out of the truck and walking over to where her daughter sat.

"Sorry, Mom." Casey apologized with a light blush staining her cheeks. She thanked the Gods that it was dark. "Hallelujah." said Casey laughing despite herself. Nora just stared at her daughter, but shook her head when trying to understand became not an option.

"Teenagers." she said, laughing to herself. Casey looked at her laughing Mother and shrugged.

There were so many lights, so, so many, on the road. Of course they belonged to cars and quite a few motorcycles. Derek noticed little things like this whenever he came from visiting his little brother. So many people going so many places while Edwin was stuck in a hospital bed, practically rotting away. He scoffed and pressed his head against the cool glass, hoping it would stop the pounding headache he had. "Derek?" asked George, his Father from the driver seat of the Durango.

"Yeah?" he asked, opening one eye to peak at his Father.

"If we have faith, Edwin will be okay, you know that. Right?" asked George pulling into their home driveway. Derek just looked at his Father for a moment. Where was this man coming from with his blind faith. What God was there that would allow so many children to be sick. Especially Edwin. He had been fine and then one day... he just wasn't.

"Hallelujah." Derek scoffed sarcastically slamming the car door before walking up to the back door and going into the house. Amidst calls from his Father. Soon a young girl, about Derek's age, came out and said.

"Derek said I could go now." she smiled gently, understanding Derek's foul mood completely.

"Thanks, Sasha," said George, handing the girl a fifty dollar bill. He then preceded to drop her off home.

Inside Derek was in Edwin's room. Looking through his baseball photos and all of hit Mets memorabilia. He held tight to a foam finger from the very first game he and Edwin had ever been to, before letting the few tears, that would come, fall.

Casey

"Was he dreamy cute, or Brad Pitt cute?" asks my best friend, Emily, for the umpteenth time tonight. I want to hit her and tell her yes, to both, for the last time!, but I won't. Under the wors boy and crazy, you will find two different photos of her.

"For the last time, Em, he was dreamy cute." I say through a false smile. "But it was more than that."

"What do you mean?" she asked, curiously frowning in my direction. "Was it bad?"

"No." I chuckle. "It was like I had this feeling of butterflies in my stomach. Fluttering around madly when he touched my hand. Emily, it was amazing." I say flipping over on my back to stare at the artificial stars on my ceiling. "It was like I was destined to meet him. You know?" I turn to look at her and she is staring at me with this loopy look on her face. Has my BFF lost it?

"Casey's in l-o-v-e!" she shrieks and I just groan. "Well Amen and Hallelujah to that sister."

"Oh my god." I laugh as she falls onto the floor in girly giggles. In the back of my mind, however, I'm pondering. Is this love? Could I really feel it from just one touch? Emily sure seems to think so. Maybe it's like in the movies. You had me from Hello.

(A/N) Please review. I can't believe I got such a response from this story. I hope this chapter stood up to the first. Much Love. K+K