Elements of Truth

Disclaimer: I do not own life with Derek…but one day my friends…one day…

Author's Note: Oh, my god. Thank you so much for all your kinda reviews, it really has moved and motivated me, you all are so sweet. I spend most of the day today making a fan fiction trailer with WMM. The other half with my French/Math tutor and the rest making this chapter. Phew. It has been a long day people. I have been deciding weather or not to re-write this chapter, I mean I personally don't think it is too early to introduce a new character, based on me of course. So I hope you all really enjoy this chapter and my new character, me. Also reviews make me work faster and….check out the trailer.

Chapter 4: Meeting Tracy.

Casey found it extremely hard to nap; the words Derek had spoken where still buzzing around in her head. He was able to dial her phone number with his tongue? Casey smiled at the mental image of him doing that, and then quickly frowned at the fact that she was smiling at something Derek did. Did she really love to mess with Derek? Did he love to mess with her? Was all their heated fights just sexual tension? Her head was about to explode with confusion. She flipped over face down onto her bed and growled into her pillow; reluctantly she got up and walked over to the mirror. She stood there staring at herself, Derek said he really liked her boobs and well she was shocked….he also wanted to make out with her before he knew she was his stepsister. That comment couldn't help but make Casey's mind wander to what life would have been like it they never where step siblings. Casey stop thinking and froze at the endless possibilities, but all of them leading to one thing, she might like like Derek….

Derek could hear the pacing of Casey in her room from downstairs; he could only assume she wasn't going to be able to take a nap after that wonderful conversation. Did she really think he was cute? Did she really want to jump him on several occasions…wow? Derek smirked at how she had seen him the way girls always wanted too. He was consumed in his thoughts there, feet propped up on his recliner and his head buzzing with the thoughts of Casey. His subconscious nearly knocked him out of his chair screaming: You like Casey, as more that a step sister. This wasn't possible! Derek and Casey have lived together for a year, they strongly disliked each other. He had seen her with bed head, she's seen him with chicken pox's, how on earth could they like each other, let alone really like.

Casey was seriously questioning her sanity as she changed out of her sweater and replaced it with a yellow wife beater. Her head was beginning to hurt and the pit in her stomach was growing, mostly from deprivation of food. She would only go down stairs if she was sure Derek was no longer down there, but the rumbling of her stomach and the pain from her head told her to screw logic and get some god damned food.

Derek was awoken from his screaming thoughts when he heard Casey's door squeak open and then quietly close. The subtly sound of her ballet flats hitting the carpet as she bounced down the steps caused Derek to sink very low into his chair.

"Oh please Derek, I know you're there." Casey said rolling her eyes and approaching the kitchen.

"Oh." Derek smiled grabbing the remote and flipping it to some random channel.

"Is life getting you down?" The brunette on the TV spoke normally. "Are you finding the truth, too much to handle?"

Those words caused Derek and Casey's heads to snap to focus. There on the screen was a teenager not much older than them in a shop with a wicked smile on her face, like she was watching their reactions.

"Is what you thought no longer a problem and you bottled up emotions letting go, unwillingly?" The girl's eyes seemed to dart from Casey to Derek. Creepy.

Casey moved closer intrigued by the girls words, she blinked and her eyes held something that Casey needed to know.

"Come down to 118 DC Street. I have the answers to your questions; I am the cure to your….ailment." She said smiling and then she looked down and then the screen went black.

Derek's eyes never left the screen; he did realize Casey was standing very close to him. The girl was familiar like from a dream, it was like she was speaking to him and Casey. His eyes tore from the screen up to Casey, whose eyes where still on the black screen….it seemed like no other commercial or show had come on yet, just black.

"We should go there?"

"Why, so you can fuck her?" Casey drawled turning and walking back into the kitchen.

"No. I just really think we should see her…I feel like we have to see her, she was talking to us."

"I was a commercial Derek, she wasn't talking to us."

"I think it has something to do with us blurting out the truth…" Derek said turning off the screen, sorta creeped out by the unwavering blackness.

"Why?"

"Because we need too."

"Derek, you are being childish."

"I thought you loved my childless….ness" Derek cooed as he rose from the recliner and walked to the island counter.

"I do, but think logically." Casey said plunging into the fridge and emerging with an unhappy face. "Where is all the food?"

"I don't know." An idea struck Derek. "Let me drive you to some food." Derek smiled.

"Really? That's so sweet…why do you always have to surprise me!" Casey said stomping around and going to the rack to grab her jacket.

"No problem." Derek smiled, swinging his leather jacket onto his shoulders and locking the door. "You chariot awaits you milady." Derek said pointing to the car.

"Adorable." Casey squeaked before her face crumpled and she cursed under her breath getting in the passenger side of the car. Derek got in the car and started it up. He glanced at Casey who returned the look with a smiled smirk, causing him to chuckle as he put the car in reverse, then drive.

"Oooooh lets go out and have a nice lunch!" Casey said sighing.

"Don't think that's the best idea..." Derek said. "You know with our whole blurting out the obvious."

"I love it when you are right."

"Me too." Derek said putting his blinker on and smoothly turning left into the line for In-N-Out Burger.

"Seriously? Their burgers are the best." Casey gleamed looking at the drive threw menu.

"Welcome to In-N-Out Burger, I'm Hannah. May I please take your order?" The fairly depressed old woman's voice spoke.

"Yes can I get one triple cheese burger with lettuce, onion rings, mustard, mayo and chipotle sauce combo? One veggie burger, lettuce, tomato, pickles, and hold the onions please. One Dr. Pepper and One Diet coke.

"That'll be 10.45$ next window please."

"I can not believe you have my order memorized…uhm that is so incredibly hot." Casey blushed as she propped her head up with her hand so her jaw wouldn't move. Derek drove up to the next window handed her the cash and picked up the food.

"This isn't the right way home Derek." Casey said stealing a fry out of him combo meal.

"I know." Derek said pulling into a parking spot at a little shop. "We are going to meet that girl. Bring the food." Derek said hopping out.

"That boy!" Casey yelled, grabbing the food and chasing after him into the shop. She pushed open the door to hear bells chime and see Derek looking around the small dark shop amazed.

"This is so sweet. I feel like I am in a gypsy shop." Derek smiled in awe.

"I'm glad you feel at home." Purred a familiar voice.

Derek and Casey twirled around to see a girl walk out from behind a red curtain. Casey's eyes widened at how beautiful and young she looked, the commercial barley did her justice. Derek just remembered the girl from where he had seen her, from his dreams.

"Cerek. Dasey." She smiled tilting her head down.

"Uhm, I'm Derek and she's Casey." Derek said pointing to Casey. Casey eyed the girl up and down and somehow felt soothed. The girl had long curled brown hair, with purple streaks making her look goddess like. She wore a long flowy purple dress, something you'd see in movies. Her face glowed as her fuchsia colored lips bent into a wicked smile.

"Of course you are. How could I forget?" Her left eyebrow sprang to life shooting upward, as to show her gleaming silver stud in there.

"Forget, we just met."

"Of course, of course. Sit, sit." She said urgently moving her hands to the two chairs near the table. "I was beginning to think you weren't coming." Her lips pursed, which sent a momentary gleam of her perfect white teeth, up close she only looked fifteen, sixteen at the most.

"You knew we were coming?" Derek asked shocked sitting down in the right chair and Casey in the left.

"I always know the truth."

"I don't understand." Casey said shaking her head in confusion.

"Many thoughts trouble you, no?"

"Yeah, you are never going to believe this but…" Casey started.

"You no longer posses the power to lie and your feelings keep bubbling out, when you do not want them too."

Derek and Casey both fell silent, their eyes focused on the girls yet they both found the will to nod.

"I too, once had the same problem. It's not an easy fix. It will either be long or short. Mostly long. Don't worry it happens to most couples."

"Couples of what?" Derek said.

"Lovers."

"Whoa, we are not lovers!" Casey said eyes shooting out.

The girl's eyes slowly shifted from Casey to Derek. "Is she always this negative?"

"More or less."

"From what you gain, you will lose. From taking and giving is what you'll choose."

"I'm sorry, but I don't speak FORTUNE COOKIE!" Derek said aggravated at the girl's lack of explanation.

The girl glanced to the side of the table annoyed. "Sorry." Derek mumbled.

"Do you have a cure for this?" Casey said smiling trying to hide her blatant fear.

"Yes." The girl spoke as a sly smile slowly slide silently onto her face. (A/n: lmao.)

"Great can we have that…..I'm sorry what was your name again?" Casey replied.

"Tracy." Tracy got put of her chair and walked to the highest book shelf and grabbed a wooden box and brought it back over to them. "Are you sure you want the cure, no matter what?"

"Yes." Casey declared.

"Close your eyes. Casey give me your right hand, Derek give me your left." They did as they were told, but both their eyes shot open when they heard a sharp click. They had been handcuffed together, but a silver engraved pair of cuffs.

"What the hell? We wanted a cure." Casey squealed trying to get them off.

"This is it." Tracy smiled.

"Get these off us!" Derek yelled pulling at them. "Give met the key."

"I am sorry, I don't have the key."

"The hell you don't. Give me the key."

"You each have the key; it just depends on how you use it." Tracy smiled.

"Okay Casey let's go. We'll drive home and cut them off." Derek standing up angrily.

"Come back when the book is forty two." Tracy smiled.

"We are never coming back here." Casey screamed as they exited the shop. "I'll drive us home."

Yay! Another chapter complete. I bet you had no idea it was going to go there, eh? Lol. Well review and tell me what you think my friends. I told you, you give me review I up date faster and better and sorry for the misspellings. I have to go and don't have time to look over it, just enjoy.