AN: I don't really have much to say... :(
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She sighed, "Derek, for the last time I said I'm fine. I can walk on my own."
Derek groaned loudly and dropped her, "There. Happy now?"
Casey glared at him from the ground, "Thanks a lot, Derek."
He went down and helped her up, "Sorry but after you kept saying the same thing over and over a billion times that was the only thing I could think of doing to shut you up. So sorry."
"Sorry for being annoying," she muttered it in that childish way where you say it but don't really mean it.
Derek snorted, "Yeah, right."
Casey screamed in frustration, "I'm really trying hard here, Derek."
"I know, I know. Okay, calm down." They approached what looked like a huge tunnel that was their aircraft. The front cockpit and back tail of the plane were missing. "We're here." Derek and Casey crawled their way up into the body of the plane and they weren't alone, "Looks like we're not the only smart ones." There stood two other guys: an elder man and a younger guy, probably around the same age as Derek and Casey. Derek approached them and Casey not too far behind, "Any luck finding anything?"
The elder man shook his head, "Nothing so far but we just got in here. We came to look for our suitcases but thought we could find some food and other supplies. So we're still searching. You're welcome to help look around." Derek nodded and the guy brought out his hand, "I'm Ed."
Derek let out a light laugh as he shook his hand, "Ed. Like my brother. I'm Derek and this is Casey."
Ed shook Casey's hand, "Nice to meet you." He then motioned over to his left, "This is my son, Charlie."
Charlie shook Derek's hand and made his way over to Casey and let out a light grin, "Hello Casey…" Ed smacked his son over the head, "Ow."
Casey blushed with embarrassment due to the fact she was getting hit on at the worst possible time, "Hi?" She shook his hand and nervously looked at Derek.
Derek, who glared at Charlie, spoke, "I forgot to mention, this is my girlfriend."
Casey stared at Derek with wide eyes as he fetched her a look to just go with it. She reluctantly did and nodded toward Ed and Charlie, "Yes, Derek is my boyfriend."
Ed nodded and smiled, "That's nice. Young love." Ed looked their current surrounding as did the other three, "It's unfortunate this had to happen though."
Derek nodded, "Yeah," he wrapped a lazy arm around Casey's neck, "just glad we survived it. A lot of people didn't."
Ed nodded sadly, "Yes…" He kept talking to Derek while Charlie kept staring at Casey. Casey was kind of uncomfortable with his eyes literally burning holes through her clothes. She looked around and found the seat where she and Derek sat. "…so let's keep searching. Afterward we can check the under part of the fuselage. Hopefully we can find some suitcases and such. Gotta be prepared, right?"
Derek nodded, "Yeah. Sounds good," he looked at Charlie whose eyes were still on Casey. He looked over at her, "right, babe?" He said loudly so the guy would get a clue. Charlie wrinkled his nose at them.
Casey played along, "Sound great, sweetie." She muttered through a smile.
Ed and Charlie walked off to their part of the plane. Casey immediately took Derek's arm off of her, "What the hell were you thinking?" she screamed in a whisper.
"Did you see creepy perv staring at you?!" Derek the same, "Don't tell me you like him!"
Casey didn't. Far from liking. She even agreed with the term 'Creepy Perv' but she decided she wanted to mess with Derek a bit. It was her nature to do so ever since they'd been living together, "What's it to you if I like him or not?"
Derek let out a light laugh, "You're kidding right?" She shrugged and walked off into the direction of their seats. Derek followed her, "Casey, you don't like h--" She made her way inside their row. "Hey! This is where we sat."
She looked at him and clapped, "Great job, Detective Venturi!" He glared at her. "I wonder if my bag is still around here…" She got down on her knees, which pretty much pained her but she knew she would feel a lot better with her, "Bag!" She reached over and grabbed it then stood up and looked at Derek excitedly, "My bag, Derek!! I guess that's why they tell you to store your things in front of you…" she smiled then looked back up at him.
He nodded slowly. Not as excited as Casey was. She could tell. "Is there anything in there that'll save our lives? Maybe get us off this island perhaps?"
Casey thought for a second, "No" she expressed sadly. She rummaged through her bag and pulled out her cell phone, "Yes!" He hugged her tightly, "Wow, not helping my stomach much, Derek." Casey let out uncomfortably.
He got off of her and she saw how much he lit up like a child getting a new toy, "Sorry. Sorry. Turn your phone on! I want to get out of here!!"
"I'm on it. I'm on it." Casey turned on her phone and of course, "No service. Shit! Great, this is just friggin' great!"
Derek sighed, "It was too good to be true."
Casey threw her useless phone back in her bag and noticed the other things she had in there, "Derek, I have some food in my bag. Hmm…not much, but enough."
Derek got excited again, "Casey Poppins, see I knew you were good for something."
Casey thought that was pretty clever so she let out a laugh, "We definitely have to find more though because you eat like a pig and I'll end up starving."
Derek grabbed her hand and they went to the back of cabin where the flight attendants usually set up, "Ah-ha!" There sat in front of them were massive amounts of chips, crackers, peanuts, water, and sodas. "Jackpot!"
Casey was really excited now. Then she realized it wasn't just them on this flight. There were so many more people who needed these as well. "Should I go call Ed and Ch--"
Derek scoffed at her, "Your boyfriend? I don't think so." Casey rolled her eyes. "Well there's so much. Grab some for us and then we'll leave the rest for everyone."
"Only the amount that's fair." Casey was just caring that way.
It was Derek's turn to roll his eyes, "I know, Casey. I know there are others out there."
"Good." Casey grabbed some food and water for them . "Okay, enough Derek?"
He nodded, "Yeah. Let me get Ed and your boy," he cringed. Casey could tell he wasn't taking it too well. It only made her enjoy messing with him more. As she stood there alone in the quiet she started to recall all that Derek had done so far. Helping her out of the jungle, taking care of her leg, supporting her as they walked over to the plane, then she was confused as to why he chose to call—"There's a whole crap load of food supplies back here. It should be enough for everyone since they were for the passengers." Derek looked at Casey, who lost her train of thought as they walked in, "You okay?" He whispered.
She nodded, "I'm fine."
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The four of them headed to the underbelly of the fuselage. They all hoped their suitcases were there. Especially Casey, who bled on her shirt and pants, she felt disgusted even thinking about it. They went into the cargo area and searched.
They sorted through the piles of suitcases, bags, boxes and still nothing. "It looks like a number of the luggage were burned with the front part of aircraft." Ed said as he put aside the bags in front of him.
Casey was worried that Derek and her things might have be part of those that burned off. "Derek you find anything yet?" He shook his head and didn't say anything. After three years of living with Derek, she knew his silence meant he was either pissed off or in the middle of a thought. She knew he was pissed off because she was the same at that moment. There was no sign of their bags.
"Casey!!" Derek yelled out.
Casey quickly limped over to him, "You found our things?!"
He pulled out his bag and put it over his shoulder, "I found mine!" he told her excitedly. Casey frowned and things were just not going her way. "Casey just because I found mine doesn't mean I'm not gonna help you look for yours." He assured her.
She offered him a smile, "Thanks." He nodded and they kept searching.
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After an hour of repeatedly searching for Casey's bag, they grew restless. Casey decided to just accept the fact that her bag was gone. Her pants and shorts were gone. Her shirts were gone. Her bathing suits were gone. All her clothes were just gone. She was stuck with her bloody garments. Casey looked around the area and saw there were more people searching now and quickly realized she just had to get out. It was getting too crowded and it made her all the more angry.
She got out to take a breather and made her way over to the sand and sat down. She felt like crying because everyone else seemed to find their bags. Ed found his bad. Creepy Perv found his bag and a number of the other survivors who went in found their belongings. One of them being Derek, who she could hear calling after her. She was far too angry to even acknowledge him.
"Casey!" Derek approached closer and stood in front of her to hover, "What did I say about being away from me?"
Casey felt like she was being lectured by her parent or something but decided to just let it go. She sighed, "Don't do it" she stated for him.
He took a seat next to her, "Casey I'm sorry your things are gone, but don't go running away when you're angry at me."
"I'm not angry at you, Derek." She stared ahead and avoided eye contact due to the fact she was still pretty angry.
He snorted, "You are because I found my things and you didn't."
Casey shook her head and looked at him finally, "I just don't understand!" she raised her arms in defeat, "I don't understand any of this!"
He raised an eyebrow, "Understand what?"
"This is all unfair." Casey brought her hand out and started to count the ways with her fingers, "I wake up and have two wounds that hurt like hell and you wake up without a scratch. I cry my eyes out searching for you and faint in the process while doing it. Then you wake up and find an unconscious me without a problem whatsoever. I find my little bag with some food in it and you find the motherload. Then our luggage. I'm a bloody mess and totally need my clothes while you are fine with what you have on and you still find your bag! I mean seriously, what the hell is going on?!"
Derek stared ahead and didn't answer her right away. A few minutes of silence and he finally looked at her, "Casey, you're welcome to wear my clothes." He smiled brightly.
That was the best response he could come up with. Casey shook her head and let out a laugh, "Really?"
"Yup." He nodded, "From this point on, Case, my things are your things."
"Aw…" the anger subsided in an instant.
Derek let out a laugh, "I kinda liked when you wore my clothes that one day in high school."
Casey raised her eyebrows and snickered, "What Derek?"
His eyes grew wide, "Did I say that out loud?" She nodded, "I mean…umm…ugh! Whatever. So deal is we can share." He wrinkled his nose, "'Cept my underwear."
She shared his look, "That just wouldn't be right. I'd rather go commando than share your underwear."
Derek smirked, "Commando, huh?" Casey pushed him forcefully while he laughed hysterically, "Just kidding, Case."
Silence ensued as they both just stared ahead at the water. Casey then smiled at him, "Thanks a lot, Derek."
"Don't ruin the moment, Case." He said blankly.
Casey nodded in agreement, "Right."
LOL...Derek's thinking about a Commando going Casey...