A/N-Whoo-hoo, another chapter! Thanks again to my two wonderful, lovely, amazing betas, Anna and Jess. You guys are my personal heros for this story! Kisses to both of you! Some of you were wondering about Derek and Casey's ages, so I'll go ahead and clarify. They're seniors in high school, and they're both 18. I don't know when their birthdays actually are, and how old they'd be at what time, since the show is never really clear on that either, so I made it up. The first couple of chapters were in December, and I'm trying to remember to put what month it is in the beginning of each chapter. If you get confused, just let me know and I'll explain. And to my anonymous reviewer Brian, I would love to hear your ideas, but I have no way to get ahold of you when you don't have an account. If you want, you can send me a pm with your e-mail address in it, and I'll get ahold of you. You have to type it in like yourname at hotmail dot com though, otherwise it won't show up. Okay, enough talk from me, here's the story!

Disclaimer-I don't own Life with Derek, and no copyright infringement was intended.

Two Months Later (Early February)

Casey and Derek were sitting in Nutrition, one of the three classes that they had together. Casey had been feeling nauseous all day. The doctor had told her that most of the morning sickness would be gone after she got out of her first trimester.

The doctor was wrong.

She was now 14 weeks along, two weeks into her second trimester, and she still felt sick anytime food was even mentioned. This made Nutrition an especially bad class to get through. The doctor swore it would wear off soon, and that sometimes it lasted longer if there was a stressful situation. Which there was. Because they hadn't told anyone at school, and Casey was freaking out. She wasn't sure how they didn't suspect that something was up, she had gained seven or eight pounds, all in her stomach. She felt like she was always on tiptoes, just waiting for everyone to find out she was going to be a mother.

Mother. That was still a hard concept for everyone to grasp. They had finally wrapped their minds around Casey being pregnant, but actually being a mother? It didn't seem real yet. Derek as a father seemed even further off.

They were currently watching a film in Nutrition on butcher shops and all the diseases in meats. Derek was rubbing her shoulders, trying to calm her down. It wasn't working. The film suddenly showed a shot of a dead cow carcass hanging on meat hooks, and Casey bolted out of the room, hand over her mouth.

"Is she alright?" Mrs. Payne, asked nervously.

"Yeah, just the flu. I'll go check on her."

"Me too," Emily volunteered. Derek looked at her. "Well, since, you know, you can't really go into the girls bathroom."

"Oh," he agreed. They walked out of the room down to the bathrooms, where Derek followed Emily inside, regardless of what the rules were.

"Hey Casey. How are you?" Emily asked, handing her a water bottle and rubbing her back.

Casey glared at her. "How do you think I am? Is anyone else in here?"

Derek walked down the row of stalls looking for feet. "Nope, just us."

Casey sighed. "I can't take this. I mean, seriously, whenever you see pregnant women on TV they look all happy and shit, right?"

Derek nodded. Along with her foul mood, Casey had picked up some foul language. He didn't really like it, but he knew better than to argue with her in her current state of high hormones and quick mood swings.

"Yeah, well, what they don't tell you is that it makes you fat and crazy and sweaty and cranky. I feel like I'm going to die here. None of my clothes fit right anymore. I'm pissed off all the time. And I just want to thank you guys for putting up with me, by the way."

Emily and Derek both tried to smile, but they looked more liked grimaces. It hadn't been easy.

"It's worth it, right?" she asked Derek, looking up at him hopefully.

"Of course it is," Derek assured her, pushing her hair off of her face. "And besides, the wedding's this weekend. You're looking forward to that, right?"

She nodded weakly. "Yeah, it'd be even better if I could take your last name right away."

"As soon as you feel comfortable with telling everyone you're pregnant, you can," he assured her.

Suddenly, they heard a door opening. Not the outside door either, but a stall door. Derek and Emily leaned out, terrified of what they would see. A set of feet that Derek had somehow missed. Leading up to, didn't it figure, Kendra. The one girl in the school who gossiped more than Emily.

She was standing there staring at them, her mouth in a perfect O.

Derek quickly stood up. "Kendra, wait, please don't-"

"Oh, I'm not going to tell anyone, I swear," she slowly backed out of the bathroom.

Derek and Emily both looked back in the stall at Casey. She shrugged. "I guess I get to take your name sooner than we thought."

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At lunch, Casey ate practically everything in sight.

"Um, are you sure you don't want to slow down? People are staring at you," Derek said, watching as she ate as much as he did.

"They're staring at me because they know. Because Kendra, the mouthy little bitch, went and told everyone. And no, I don't want to slow down. I'm starving."

He looked at her guiltily. "I'm so sorry. I thought there was no one in there."

"It's okay. It was going to get out eventually. It's not your fault that Bitchy McBitcherson faked you out. So stop looking like I'm going to reach over the table and strangle you. Are you going to finish that?" She reached over and took his potato salad without waiting for an answer.

"Well, I was, but I guess now I'm not. Now that you're eating, you need to be eating healthier. That book said that it's important to get lots of vegetables," he pointed out.

"Yeah, yeah, when we get home. I'll let my mom cook me up something good, like she's been trying to do ever since she found out."

"Yeah, and maybe Dad'll say more than two words tonight. At least he's stopped yelling."

"Yeah, he pretty much got over that after we got the queen-sized bed and the crib for Christmas. I even saw him looking at some of the baby clothes we have. He caught me watching him, though, and mumbled something about clutter and taking up space before he walked out." Casey and Derek had moved the bigger bed into Casey's room and were staying there, leaving all of the baby things that they had so far in Derek's room.

Sam and Emily sat down next to them. Emily looked at all of the food piled on Casey's plate. "Wow, Case, I was under the impression that the thought of food made you sick."

"It's so weird. Now that I know everyone knows, I'm starving. This little girl sure is hungry all of a sudden," she said, looking at Derek.

He smirked at her. "Please. An appetite like that means that it's a boy."

"Uh, no, an appetite like that means it's a Venturi," she corrected.

Sam laughed. "She's got a point. Your sister eats the same as you do."

Derek shot him a dirty look. "Whose side are you on?"

"I'm on the side of 'as long as it's healthy it doesn't matter'."

"Yeah, that's a good side to be on," Emily agreed.

"Yeah, okay, healthy is the most important thing here, but so is the money," Derek said.

"Why? Don't you guys have a joint account?" Emily asked, confused.

"Yeah, we do, but…" he trailed off. He paused for a moment, thinking. "Okay, so maybe the money isn't the important thing here, since it will probably be spent on something like diapers. So then it's the principle of the thing."

Casey just laughed at him. He was being ridiculous, but she was happy that things were mellowing out.

George really had calmed down. He still wasn't happy, but he had at least stopped using words like "stupid" and "irresponsible" whenever he talked about them. He would never admit it, but Casey thought that maybe he was starting to like the idea of being a grandfather.

Lizzie and Edwin had finally processed what was going on. It didn't really sink in until Casey started gaining weight. After that, they began to help her out whenever they could. She had stopped doing dishes, and Lizzie went on walks with her every night.

Marti was excited. She couldn't wait to be an aunt. She just wanted to play with the baby. She didn't really understand why everyone was so upset.

Just as George had started to change his attitude, so had Nora. She didn't disapprove, but she was currently freaking out. She couldn't believe it was real. Casey brought home sonograms, and, even though they weren't really clear enough to see anything, Nora began to worry. She was scared that they couldn't make it. Now, Casey and Derek were the ones assuring her that they would be fine, rather than the other way around.

The bell ending lunch rang, shaking Casey out of her thoughts. She picked up her tray and dumped it, glad that she only had three classes left until the day was over.

As the four of them walked down the hall, everyone stared at Casey's stomach. She didn't get it. She wasn't any bigger now than she had been all day, but they were just now noticing it.

Emily glared at a group of freshmen who were staring and whispering as they passed. "You'd think they'd never seen a pregnant women. Like it's honestly that big of a deal."

Casey smiled. She was glad that Emily was sticking by her. She had been worried at first, after her shock at the whole situation in the beginning. It only took a week or so for her to shake it off though, and now she was helping Casey out in any way she could, offering to baby-sit already. Casey felt lucky, she may have been pregnant, but at least she had a good man and a good friend to help her through it.

A/N-Okay, so for those of you who have read Sarah Dessen's book "Someone Like You," I'm sure you recognized a lot of dialogue and pretty much the whole bathroom scene, but I was kinda stumped about how to do the big reveal, and she wrote it so well, so I just kinda borrowed from her. Review! I'll be your best friend if you do...