Caught

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A/N: Thank you my wonderful readers!! For all your feedback here is chapter 10:

Chapter 10: Caught

"Oh my…" Nora muttered as she stepped into the kitchen; the guests were long gone. "I'm sorry…did I miss World War III?" Nora looked sternly at Lizzie and Edwin, who avoided all eye contact.

"Just barely." George smirked and Nora rolled her eyes.

"Well; then the militaries can get their butts over here," she gave Lizzie and Edwin a knowing look, "and cleanse this former war zone. Got it?" Edwin and Lizzie stood tall and saluted.

"Ma'am, yes, ma'am!" They said simultaneously, holding back their laughter until Nora was out of the kitchen.

"We're going to need a mop…maybe there's one in the garage?" Lizzie shrugged.

"It's worth a try, you know, since we don't have any access to Russian military cleaning equipment." She said and they laughed as they headed to the garage.

"Wait…there's someone in there…" Edwin said, looking through the glass, he gasped. "Holy crap." Eyes wide, he turned back to Lizzie.

"What? Who is it? What's going on?" She asked frantically.

"Well…first off, there are two people in there." He said.

"But you said there was only one before…" Lizzie said with her eyebrows scrunched together in confusion.

"Right…but if you look close, then you can see it's actually two people really close together…like, one on top of the other, together." Edwin said slowly.

"Oh my God! Derek and Casey left the party to get the seafood platters and never came back!" Lizzie said, amazed.

"But wait…who would lock the garage door from the outside…Nora." He said nodding at the realization. "She's like freaking Hitch!" Edwin whisper-yelled.

"Is it disturbing?" Lizzie asked. "I mean the two of them…together." Edwin shrugged.

"Well, it's dark and that window is disgustingly dirty…I couldn't tell you." Lizzie sighed.

"Then we'll just have to find out." She said before placing her hand on the doorknob and pushing the door open. She heard a giggle, good, God, Casey's giggling! Lizzie thought, and then shuddered.

"Derek." A breathy moan filled the garage and, for the first time, Lizzie opened her eyes; and to her dismay she wound up looking directly at the couple, oblivious to the fact they were being watched.

"Oh, dear, God! It is disturbing!" Lizzie cried out, covering her eyes once more. At the cry of Lizzie, Derek and Casey finally broke apart, panting and out of breath.

"Holy crap." Edwin muttered, staring wide-eyed at the couple on the floor.

"Um…" Casey sat awkwardly, now straddling Derek with his hand on her bare thigh. "Lord of the Lies, this is where you kick in." She whispered harshly to Derek.

"Easy for you to say." He grumbled and she rolled her eyes. "Um…she was just…giving me CPR?" Derek asked more than said; Edwin rolled his eyes and Lizzie smirked, Casey just hit him on the head.

"Oh, yeah, and I have a pretty good idea to how you stopped breathing." Derek gulped.

"Oh? How?" He asked, actually curious.

"Casey's tongue suffocated you." Lizzie smiled sweetly. Casey stared wide eyed while Lizzie and Edwin laughed; Derek just smirked at Casey's discomfort.

"Oh my God, you won't tell Mom and George will you?" Casey looked at Lizzie and Edwin with worried eyes. Edwin was about to explain when Lizzie got a great idea.

"Oh…don't worry; just don't be surprised if you find yourselves in situations where you're alone…a lot." Lizzie explained, grabbed the mop then left. "Ed, hurry up! I need to rinse my eyes with soap then we need to clean the kitchen!" Lizzie yelled back.

"You picked out a weird one, Ed." Derek said, shaking his head slowly.

"Says you, I here by strip you of the title 'Dude'; plus you're one to talk, you're making out with Casey in a garage." He pointed out, "no offense, Casey." She nodded.

"At least I'm better to make out with than a lobster." Casey said.

"Yeah I don't want to know." Edwin said.

"No you don't, now scram!" Derek yelled before Edwin closed the garage door. "Where were we?" He asked, winking, Casey laughed as he began to massage her thigh with is hand.

"Derek, my sister just saw me making out with you!" Casey cried out.

"So?" He asked, but before she could answer he kissed her.

XOXO

"Hey, where'd you get the mop from?" George asked Lizzie and Edwin.

"The garage." They said blankly.

"Wait a minute…was, I mean did you see somebody…I mean who, or uh…" George stumbled on his words, thinking about the right question to ask.

"Yeah we saw Derek and Casey." Edwin said.

"Doing…what exactly?" Lizzie smirked.

"Casey was giving him CPR." She said quoting Derek with innocence.

"Mm-hmm," Edwin said, catching drift, "Casey's tongue suffocated him." He said nodding. George stared at them with wide eyes before laughing.

"Derek's excuse?" They nodded.

"Like we didn't know they were making out, Casey moaned!" Lizzie cried out.

"It was…" Edwin began.

"Gross?" George asked.

"No!" Both of them answered a little too quickly. George just hid a satisfied smile.

"Disturbing?" They nodded.

"Yeah, that's it." Edwin said. George shrugged.

"Get to work; Nora's made it clear that the Russians will be in quite a bit of trouble if this isn't cleaned up by morning." George said before walking away. Looking up at where the two of them stood before chuckling and continuing to walk away. Curious the two of them looked up and saw a sprig of mistletoe. Edwin cackled nervously before Lizzie leaned in and kissed him on the cheek. He smiled and cupped her cheek leaning in and giving her a proper kiss.

"Thank God some of my children aren't so dense!" Nora cried under her breath. She then snapped a picture of the two kissing under the mistletoe before creeping back upstairs to hers and George's bedroom.

XOXO

Marti peered out her window, she had a clear view into the window of the garage and she smiled deviously.

"I have a couple of secrets about my Smerek." She said quietly to herself. "He can never resist a pretty girl; but Casey? She's not pretty, she's beautiful. And my Smerek doesn't like her, he loves her. Also; he pretends he likes all those other girls, but once when he was with Sandra on the couch wrestling, at least that's what he told he was doing, he said the name Casey. It was funny. He was pushed to the floor and Sandra got up and left, leaving Smerek on the floor with his clothes all wrinkled and stuff…"

"…it was a weird way to wrestle; they used their mouths to fight!" She said before she completely passed out in a deep sleep.

A/N: I'm so sorry this chapter is so short; but I couldn't really think of anything else. There's going to be a couple more chapters then it'll be done; I'm not sure if I'll make a sequel…if I do it won't be based around the holidays of course. LET ME KNOW WHAT YOU THINK!! I NEED TEN REVIEWS!!!!!!!!!!