A.N. Ok Now this chapter is extremely nice! (In my opinion). Enjoy it xD

Chapter 7: You

On getting home, Casey and Derek found themselves in a pitch black and dead quiet room. There was nobody there. Everyone was asleep. They walked upstairs. As she got to her room, he followed her.

"Wanna talk?" he asked softly. She nodded. They went inside and switched on her bedside lamp. Derek sat down on her bed and she set down on her computer chair. Derek looked around at her room. It was so perfectly and neatly organized. Everything had a touch of Casey on it. It was all in pastel colours, everything sweet and neat and clean.

"Never been here before?" she asked sarcastically, "You're looking at the place as if you're trying to take it all in."

"That's exactly what I'm doing," he replied slowly, "things have changed Case and they have changed a lot."

"What do you mean?" she asked, with her heart pounding in her throat. She could feel a blush crawling up her neck and spreading across her cheeks and sweat beads forming on her forehead. This always happened when she was nervous, anxious or excited. Right now, she was a bit of all of them. She looked at Derek and Derek looked back at her. There was an intense connection between their eyes. Blue and brown intermixed into an ocean of uncertainty and confusion.

Time had suddenly stopped. It was no longer their house, their family and themselves. It had now become Casey and Derek and the space in between their eyes.

Without knowing how or why or when it happened, Derek and Casey suddenly found themselves face to face with barely three cm in between their noses.

"You," he told her, "you are the most beautiful girl I have ever laid eyes on. I have never thought of anyone in this way. You are the best anyone could ever dream of having. Why do you think I was mad? Truman was treating you like something which you never deserve to be. You deserve to be treated like the princess that you truly are, with respect and adoration. You are so beautiful Casey. You are totally and utterly amazing. For this past week and two days; ever since that party in Toronto, the very sight of you has driven me crazy."

She looked at him, speechless. His lips crashed down on top of hers. Heat and passion suddenly surrounded both of them. They were a tangle of lips, heat and sweat. His hands cupped her face and her own were around his neck, with her nails digging into his flesh as if holding on for dear life. He walked backwards and she walked in the same direction with her lips still connected to his in the wanting and amorous kiss. He suddenly lay down on her bed and she lay down on top of him. They rolled over so that she was at the bottom and their kiss deepened. His hands were now around her waist and hers were moving up and down his back, along the creases of his t-shirt. His kiss was showing his crave and her own was showing her content. They were in their new-found Nirvana and it had never felt this good to be with someone.

Casey and Derek were caught up in their kiss and they didn't want to stop. They didn't think of their relationship in their family. They didn't stop to consider what their parents might think if they ever found out and they didn't stop to consider what kind of example they might be setting for their younger siblings. With Nora pregnant, they wouldn't want to worry her and at the same time, the new kid would relate them even more. But they didn't stop to consider that or any other issue which might hinder their relationship. They kissed each other with passion, as if they had been waiting for their whole lives.

They finally stopped and looked at the square-shaped alarm clock with embroidered butterflies. It said: 00:05. They had been making out for one hour. Casey blushed and looked up at Derek. His cheeks were becoming a deeper red. He rolled over and lay down next to her. They lay quiet for a few moments and then his usual sarcasm came out to reduce the awkwardness.

"Did you enjoy that?" he asked, with a playful smirk hiding behind the words.

"Yes," she replied softly.

"Me too," he replied, "Damn…you're a great kisser. Now I kind of understand poor Truman. Nah…he's a son of a bitch."

"I kinda told him that. It made him a bit madder."

"Well…it does suit him," he told her as he finally looked at her.

"He will never touch your beautiful body again," he said.

She looked at him straight in the eye.

"I heard what you said to him when you walked him to the door," she told him, "Thank you Derek."

"It's ok," he replied, "I needed to do that; make sure you were safe. I will be here to protect you; no doubt about that. He will never try to do anything to you again. You know you can call me or talk to me or contact me in some way if you ever need something, right?"

She nodded.

"I have something special to tell you," he said, with a sudden smile lighting up his face, "I'm going to Queen's."

"So I've been living here for about three years and all we've done is try to get rid of each other, and now we're going to end up together even in college," she replied, "How things change."

"How things change," he echoed.

Their eyes connected again and soon they found themselves tangled in each other, kissing ferociously and losing control. Her hands were tangled in his hair and his fingers were clutching her brown locks. They rolled over in bed and continued their make-out session. Her face was flushed and sweat was coming out of her pores.

Everything seemed to be switching from slow motion to fast forward and back to slow motion again. There was something unexplainable about the way they were acting. Neither of them had ever dreamed of such an experience with each other. It was immensely passionate and heartfelt. The chemistry and spark were like lightning and the passion was like a ferocious fire.

His lips on hers were like a miracle and her hands in his hair were like a blessing.

"You're one of a kind Casey McDonald."

"Mmm," she replied, trying to pull him back into the kiss.

"I love you."

She stopped to look at him and tried to decide whether her ears were working right, "What?" she asked softly.

"I love you Casey. I've never felt this way before."

"I love you too Derek and neither have I," she replied.

He looked at her.

"Lock the door," she said.

"What?"

"Lock my door," she repeated.

He looked at her with confusion written upon his beautiful and soft features, but nevertheless got up, smoothed down his t-shirt and locked her bedroom door.

"This is why I left Emily," he told her, "and you're the reason she was ok with it. Cos you're her best friend."

"Poor Emily," she replied.

"I couldn't just lead her on. You've driven me Crazy, SpaceCase!"

She frowned at him and suddenly relaxed when his lips met hers again.

"I want to make love to you," she whispered.

"What?!" he asked, "But you would never do that unless you were sure."

She smiled.

"Casey, you're rushing. We've only just begun!" he replied, "You'll regret it Case. Trust me. You don't know me well enough. You're rushing things."

"Derek I've known you for three years. How much more does it take to figure out there's chemistry and love between us?"

"Case," he replied, "We've just figured it out. Let's give it some time."

"You just don't want to," she told him.

"Of course I want to. I can't wait; I'm dying to sleep with you. But I'm afraid for you. You left Truman because he wanted this and now you're trying to persuade me that you're sure."

"But I didn't feel this way for Truman. You told me yourself I would never make love to someone unless I was sure, and you were right. But I am sure. And I want to make love to you. Please, Derek…"

He looked at her, "I fear for you Case. You're letting your passion take over your thinking."

"I promise I want to," she replied.

"Remember the implications this might have on our family," he said finally.

She looked at him, "I know…they'll never figure it out, and once they do it'll be much later than now and they'll have to accept us Derek."

He looked at her, "You really want this, don't you?" A small smile graced his wonderful slim lips.

"I don't want it. I need it. I just feel as if it is something which needs to happen," she told him.

"Ok," he replied, "I'm guessing you've never…"

She shook her head.

"Neither have I," he told her. She looked shocked and amazed at the same time and then she grinned and kissed him. He switched of her lamp and kissed her slowly. She pulled off his t-shirt and he pulled off hers. They kissed some more and then he slowly slipped down her jeans. His soon joined them on the floor. Their undergarments weren't kept on for much longer and soon they were making passionate love and looking into each other's eyes. This was true love and they both knew it. They had linked their fingers together.

"Casey, I love you," he told her.

She smiled softly at him, "I love you too."

"I want to be with you Case, now and forever." He had fallen for her, and he had fallen hard. She had fallen no less for him. Their hearts had been joined that night. After they stopped, they lay in her bed, holding each other and caressing each other's hands. He was kissing her hair softly and she was smiling peacefully. She soon drifted off to sleep and he put on her underwear and slipped on some PJs for her so that if Nora came in she would be fully dressed. He wore his clothes and took hers to the bathroom to throw into the washing bin. He changed into PJs and lay in his bed looking at the sun rising from his bedroom window. Life had never been any better and his mind had never been more peaceful. He was in love with Casey McDonald and he was going to do whatever it took to keep her with him forever. He wanted to die with her. Nothing would change that. He wanted her forever, and suddenly he believed in true love.

Casey woke up at about ten in the morning. She looked at herself but she couldn't remember putting on any PJs. A smile slithered across her face as she remembered of her wonderful experience with Derek, the new love of her life. She wanted him and she had never been this happy. There was no regret in her mind; she was peaceful and happy and she was sure that she had done the right thing; she had followed her heart. Her need was fulfilled and she loved him. She was in love with Derek Venturi and she was going to do whatever it took to keep him with her forever. She wanted to live with him. Nothing would change that. She wanted him forever, and suddenly her belief in true love returned.

A.N: Hope you all loved this =] I am tingling with all the Daseyness. Next chapter and the one after might not be so pleasant but I promise that you will love the way this story will turn out.

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P.S. I know it might be rushed, but they figured something out that had been hidden for 3 years so It wasn't as rushed as it seems.