"Second Chances"

Chapter 10: She Was A What Now?

A/N #1: I'm sorry for the delay but I didn't know how to write Derek's discovery out but it finally came to me over the weekend and I kind of wanted to post today (Jan. 24) because it's Dean Winchester's birthday! I know he's fiction but he's very real in this story, so why not celebrate? Anyways, I'm not sure when I'll be posting next because I really need to focus on my school work but I'll still be thinking about how to continue on with the story.

A/N #2: I just want to say thank you so much to all my readers, reviewers and alerters for staying with me for this story (and my others too). It really means a lot to me! You guys are the best and your reviews put the much needed smile onto my face =D

A/N #3: So this week ends the winter tv show hiatus so don't hold back on telling me what you think of the latest Supernatural and Vampire Diaries episodes. I'm excited, how about you? Anyways, enjoy the chapter!

Shout Out: I remember saying that I would give a shout out to the 100th Reviewer and it goes to Princesakarlita411.

Disclaimer #1: I don't own Life with Derek or Supernatural. They belong to their respective owners (I thank them for creating them in the first place).

Disclaimer #2: The bar & grill name (Hunter's Bar and Grill) is mine. The following characters are mine:

The Galloways: Charlie ("Boss Man"), Brandon and Miranda

Toronto Hockey Buds: Devon McCloud, Tyler Jacobs, Alex Johnston, Carter Wilson

Music Disclaimer: Song titles and their credits will be at the end (don't want to give spoilers) but I just wanted to say I tried to only have songs that were released before June 2004 so it's realistic with the dates but it was TOO tempting not including some of my favorites in the past couple of years.

Full Summary: Graduation is finally here and both Casey and Derek are thrilled. But will a visit from two strangers get Derek to realize what he has right in front of him before it's too late? Now what if these two strangers cause Casey to act differently than what Derek is use to? [Set during 'Futuritis'] Crossover with SPN (pre-series).

Remember: John Winchester is Nora McDonald-Venturi's older brother (Siblings: John, Nora & Fiona)

Reference to Life With Derek Episodes: "Two Timing Derek", "Just Friends", "Middle Manic", "Casey & Ralph?" and "Male Code Blue"

Reference to Supernatural Episodes (quotes or outfits): "Pilot" (bitch/jerk moment)

Reference to "Second Chances: Outtakes": N/A

NOTE: My friend and fellow reader Enx2103 (hi Jen!) has dubbed the duo Casey/Devon as "CASON" and I just love it! Hope you guys like it too! Which pairing are you voting for?

LAST TIME:

Casey shrugged as if it was no big deal but she was grinning on the inside; thankful that Devon was the one to think of it. I'll win for sure. "I'm up for it, what about you Derek?" She asked her pseudo-stepbrother, who seemed to be giving off a hesitant vibe.

"Seems unfair don't you think?" He questioned before an arrogant smile spread across his face. "We all know that I'm gonna win." Derek stated with confidence after he mulled over the idea of playing a game of pool against his keener stepsister. I've been coming to this place for the past two years, no way is she gonna beat me at a game of pool. He mused to himself.

Casey scoffed at his demeanor but she did have to applaud him for his confidence once again. Doesn't change the fact he's gonna loose. "So there's no reason not to play then since you have 'the money in the bag,' so to speak." She persuaded him to agree to the match. She would have mentioned that this was sort of like a bet but she refrained against it.

Derek laughed at the idea. "You really want to humiliate yourself McDonald?" He quipped, as he couldn't really pass up an opportunity to rub it in her face that he was better than her at something else.

Casey smirked. "Bring it on Venturi but I assure you, it's you that's gonna get his ass kicked to the curb when I beat you." She ended off with her right hand outstretch before her, waiting for him to shake on their deal.

Derek snapped out of his momentary shock from hearing Casey curse before he took her right hand in his and shook it, making the deal official.

"Game on McDonald." The two smirked at each other, still holding eye contact as their right hands were still clasped together. Everyone else seemed amused by the upcoming game.

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[Sat. June 26, 2004]

Moments Earlier:

"Ready for some pool Sammy?" Dean Winchester questioned his brother as the bartender grabbed a couple of beers for the hunters.

"Sure." Sam agreed just before he was handed his beer. He followed in step with his brother as they headed towards the empty pool table Dean had spotted earlier. "So what are we playing for tonight?" He questioned his brother just as they approached the table.

Dean took a swig of his beer before stopping at the empty table beside their pool table. "The bed." He stated after placing his beer bottle on the table and taking off his leather jacket and draping it over one of the chairs.

Sam eyed his brother quizzically. "What?"

Dean smirked. "Casey's staying with us tonight, remember?" Sam nodded before the realization dawned on him. The motel room only has two beds. Dean snickered when he saw it on his brother's face that he knew where the stakes were at. "So loser either shares with her or sleeps on the floor. Deal?" He stated as he searched for the perfect cue to use, turning to his brother when he was finished.

Sam took a swig of his beer. "Deal, but shouldn't she choose?" He questioned before placing his own beer beside Dean's and putting his jacket on the second free chair at the table.

Dean chuckled. "You know she's gonna pick the floor because we've had it rough due to our recent job." He told him with a know-it-all grin because it was just like Casey to put other people's comfort before her own.

Sam nodded his head in agreement. If Casey knew the type of case they were working on in Atlanta, Georgia, she wouldn't hesitate to sacrifice the bed for the night for her injured brothers and both brothers knew that. Hope she doesn't find out how we were thrown up against the wall a couple of times. He didn't know about Dean but Sam had to make sure that Casey didn't accidentally touch one of his bruises or that he didn't move in a way that would catch her attention to his distress. The bruises weren't huge but the hunter was lucky that they were healing fast. He could even lie and say that he got them due to a clumsy moment but its position would be tough to explain if further questions were asked.

Sam sighed "Our way it is then."

Dean smirked. "As always and I break." He called as he handed Sam his cue before getting into position for the break.

Sam took the proffered cue and stepped back, mainly leaning against his chair with his jacket attached to it. "You always break."

Dean lowered himself as he lined up his cue with the cue ball. "Well I'm older, so what's your point?" He questioned just before he carried through with his stroke as it produced a powerful strike, breaking up the group of colored spheres as they separated around the table. Dean stood tall, a smug smirk plastered on his face after watching one of the solid spheres going into a corner pocket. "Not like it would matter." He quipped as he moved to his next position, eyeing the table to see where his next shot would be.

Sam rolled his eyes as Dean lowered his body to align his next shot. "Jerk."

Dean laughed. "Bitch." He retorted back with the familiar comeback before taking his next shot; sinking in his targeted ball in the side pocket.

Sam resisted the urge to groan once again. He knew it was a possibility that Dean could take the game without him getting a shot in. It's happened before in their past and he knew that if his brother could, he'd do it all the time when he was hustling but Dean liked giving his opponent false hope and the fact that it lessens the chance of a fight breaking out was another reason for him not to run the game completely.

Sam had to think of a way to distract Dean and he knew just how to do it. "Were you serious Dean?"

Dean was still figuring out his next shot. "About what?" He questioned without taking his eyes off the table.

"Devon." Sam saw Dean's hesitation when he was about to lower himself to line his cue up with the cue ball once again.

Dean mulled over the thought a bit before he spoke. "Oddly yeah, why wouldn't I be?" He nonchalantly asked while he pulled back his cue a couple times, getting the motion perfect before he executed the shot.

Sam shrugged. "Oh I don't know, how about the fact that you practically jumped down the kid's throat when you saw him kissing Casey." Sam timed the statement perfectly so that when he mentioned Dean's reaction to seeing Devon kissing Casey, it had caused Dean to mess his shot up, causing the cue ball to miss its target by a millimeter. Sam smirked victoriously when he heard his brother curse, before he straightened up with an expressionless mask on his face.

Dean walked to where Sam was standing. "Gut reaction." That's all the older Winchester said as he switched spots with his brother, causing Sam to take his position for his shot.

"That's all you're gonna say?" Sam questioned, keeping his eyes on the table as he figured out his first shot. Aim for stripes, Sam.

Dean grabbed his beer and took a swig. "I rather not talk about it Sam. Can we just play?"

Dean didn't want to talk about it. He just wanted to play a game of pool with his brother after the week he has had. He just wanted to have some fun after getting his ass thrown around by that very pissed off spirit back in Atlanta. He just wanted to celebrate the fact that they were back with their sister, where they could see for themselves that she was physically okay. Dean took a quick glance at where he knew the youngest Winchester was at, seeing her wrapped around Derek before moving around the table until she was in Devon's arms. He chuckled when he saw the far away scene before him. She may be off hanging out with Devon and toying with Derek at the moment, but at least he knew that she was okay, he could see that she was okay and Dean was just too damn happy for the fact that his family was whole once again…well, as whole as he was gonna get.

Unaware by his brother's thoughts and quick glances towards their sister, Sam lowered his body to align his cue for his first shot. "When are we supposed to talk about it Dean? Casey only has one night with Devon and that's tonight." He calmly stated before he took his shot, sinking a stripe ball into the side pocket.

The beer bottle was returned to the table before Dean ran a hand over his face as he exhaled deeply; brought on due to the topic and the fact that Sam sunk a ball in. "What do you want me to say Sam?" Dean shook his head before locking eyes with his brother. "I know I freaked out but that's who I am. You know I'm very protective of Casey when it comes to guys." Dean exclaimed, not really sure what Sam expected him to say. He knew he freaked out but it's not like he's use to seeing his little sister being all comfortable with a guy. He has four years of catching up to do when it came to Casey, in the sense that he now had to get use to the fact that it wasn't just him and Sam that would be out hunting for dates and for some action…but now his sister would want in on some action of her own too. Dean shivered at the thought. She's growing up too fast!

Sam could see the slight apprehension on his brother's face when he straightened up. Sam sighed. "I know Dean but it usually takes a lot more convincing for you before you agree to any guy for her." He reasoned to his brother slowly as he moved around the table, already spotting where his next shot would be.

Dean threw his free hand up in frustration while the other firmly held his cue stick by his side. "I don't know." Sam paused in his step, looking questioning at Dean. "Sam, I just…I mean I saw the way they were looking at each other and I just…I couldn't be mad at the guy just because he cares about our sister." Dean managed to stumble out the words as he remembered the way he saw Devon looking at Casey with such admiration that it kind of threw Dean off when he first noticed it. The more information Dean gathered about Devon McCloud, the more he saw the look strengthen between the two of them and he just couldn't believe it. He hadn't seen that look in a long time and it kind of had him worried and yet curious as to why it wasn't Devon that Casey was crushing on.

Sam noticed the look on Dean's face so he didn't bother to interrupt his thoughts. Instead he just returned to his alignment and pocketed another striped ball into the corner pocket. Dean gave no indication that he had noticed that Sam had just tied the game between them. "He's the first guy Dean. You know that right?" Sam finally spoke softly, trying not to startle Dean, as he moved to his next shot which was right where Dean was standing.

Dean nodded. "I put that together, yeah." Dean had made the connection during the conversation and he honestly wasn't expecting it. He had just met the guy that Casey had given her trust to, the first one outside the family, outside of her brothers who knew the real her. He knew about her past, knew about what she's had to do; he knows everything and yet there he was, standing with his arms around her, looking at her as if she was the most fragile thing in the world when he knew that she could easily take him and anything that stood in her way down in a flash. There was no judgement, no resentment on what she's done as a hunter, just admiration for the brunette and Dean just couldn't be angry at Devon for that. He treats her like a normal teenage girl. He mused to himself as he recalled the smile he'd seen on Casey's face when he said that he accepted the dynamic between the college boy and his sister. "And the smile on her face when I said that I was okay with him." Dean couldn't help but smile at the memory.

Sam smiled too. "It meant the world to her." He commented as he chalked the tip of his cue.

Dean nodded as he crossed his arms. "Yeah." Dean couldn't stop thinking about the best friends. Some things didn't quite add up. "Hey, did she ever mention why they broke up?" He questioned his brother, hoping that he knew the answer.

Sam mulled over the question in his head, trying to recall the emails in his mind. "I never got the impression that they were dating from the emails." He admitted as he put the chalk down before switching his attention back to the table and his next move.

Dean scoffed. "Well that impression can be thrown out the window because they definitely dated when they were in Toronto together." Dean huffed in annoyance, for the fact that he didn't know about one crucial relationship that could have affected Casey so dramatically.

Sam remembered the kiss he saw between Casey and Devon earlier and he couldn't help but laugh. Yup, they definitely dated. "Point taken." He replied as he lowered his body into a new position before sinking another striped ball into the pocket in the far corner. "They probably broke up because of the move." He added in as he moved around the table.

"Which was three years ago." Dean retorted back, not believing that what was between Casey and Devon in the past was truly over.

Sam rolled his eyes as he lined himself up for another shot. "He did say it was complicated." He reminded his brother just before he executed the shot but unfortunately for Sam, the ball missed the intended pocket.

"Everything in Casey's life has been complicated since she moved up here." Dean grumbled under his breath, low enough for Sam to hear him over the music, yet his mood had brightened when he saw that it was finally his turn again.

Sam shrugged his shoulder as he headed towards their table. "True, why the sudden interest?" He questioned before he grabbed his beer and took a small swig of his beverage.

Dean chalked up his cue before immediately lining up his shot, already knowing where it was the moment Sam had missed. "I wanna know what changed between them." He stated before he executed a flawless shot, sinking a solid ball into the side pocket.

Sam quirked an eyebrow as he waited for an elaboration but he never got one. "Meaning?"

Dean sauntered over to the side of the pool table closest to his brother before he leaned his back against the table, standing face to face with Sam. "If what I saw between those two was pure couple's bliss, then why the hell is she in love with Nora's stepson and not with Devon?" Pure confusion and irritation was laced in Dean's voice as he chalked his cue once again.

Sam's eyes widened as he quickly looked around him, his beer still in his hands. "Could you say it any louder?" He rushed out, hoping no one had heard his brother's statement.

Dean quirked an eyebrow in amusement for his brother's paranoid behavior. "I kept my voice down and I know you're dying to find out as well." He accused as he placed the chalk back in its spot.

Sam groaned. He couldn't disagree with his brother because he did want to find out just like Dean wanted to. "We can't just ask Dean."

Dean crossed his arms over his chest, defiantly. "Why the hell not? Like you said, tonight's the only night that Devon will be in town." The older Winchester retorted back, using his brother's earlier words against him.

Sam swirled the bottle in his hand around, causing the liquid inside to slosh along the sides. "That doesn't mean I want to spend the night interrogating him? Casey won't like that." Sam argued back as Dean turned his attention back to their game.

"Don't think of it as interrogation, think of it as bonding with him, I guess." Dean reiterated his plan in a different way so that it would be more acceptable for his brother, as he bent down to make his upper body parallel with the table while aligning his cue for the shot.

Sam scoffed. "With hidden agendas."

Dean smirked while keeping his eye on the cue ball and his next target. "Few technicalities. Besides you heard him, Casey's spoken about us a lot so he's bound to be expecting some form of questioning from us. We wouldn't want to disappoint now, would we?" He finished as her performed the required stroke to get his next ball in the far corner pocket. Dean grinned victoriously as he stood up and moved around the table again.

Sam rolled his eyes, taking another small swig of his beer. "Whatever Dean but no deception."

Dean gave Sam an incredulous look, laced with some mock hurt, as if the statement had wounded him somehow. "What do you take me for?" Dean was amused, since a hunter's life was all about deception if they wanted to get the job done.

Before Sam could answer his brother, someone else did. "A guy who's stalling?" The stranger said with a smirk on his face, as if he was being humorous. He seemed to think he was since his buddy snickered in response.

Dean quirked at Sam, who just shrugged his shoulders, before he turned around to face the stranger. "Excuse me?" Dean questioned the older man with an intimidating vibe to his voice while being polite, even if he didn't want to be. Casey wouldn't be pleased if I started a fight tonight of all nights. He reminded himself.

"If you guys are just gonna talk, then sit at a table and let others have a go at the game." The stranger complained as he looked between the brothers while his buddy remained silent yet he had a cocky grin on his face.

Dean sized the two men up to see if they were of any threat. Probably some regulars that think they could scare away the newcomers. Dean mused to himself before an idea struck him. "Would you by chance be interested in a game against me?" The oldest Winchester offered with a charming yet innocent smile directed at his potential opponent.

Sam stiffened once the words left his brother's mouth. "What about our game Dean?" He asked, trying everything he could to stop Dean from conning anyone tonight. He figured he'd have a game or two with Dean before Casey showed up but then the two older guys had to butt in and imply that they wanted their pool table. This isn't gonna be good! If Dean gets himself into a fight, Casey is gonna flip. Sam was mentally freaking out because he didn't want to disrupt Casey's graduation night.

Dean glared at his brother, his eyes telling him to back off and let him do his job. "I know the score, we'll finish up later once Casey gets back." Dean told his brother as his expression now told Sam to just go with it. Sam sighed causing Dean to smirk and turn back to the two older men. "Well fellas?"

The two guys looked to each other in question before turning to Dean. "I just wanted the table." The first guy mentioned, a little hesitantly, while the silent guy just nodded.

Dean gave a throaty laugh as he pulled out his wallet and took out a couple bills, insinuating that he wanted to play for money. "What'd ya say now?" Dean grinned at his opponents, pulling off the façade that he was a cocky college grad who thought he could beat anyone.

Sam could see the wheels turning in the two strangers' eyes, figuring it would be easy money for them to play Dean. Boy, are they wrong. He mused to himself. Although, Sam didn't like it when Dean hustled people out of their hard earned cash, it was amusing to watch how the game turned out and how Dean played whatever role he wanted his opponent to believe in.

The first guy turned back to Dean. "I say, rack 'em up." He proclaimed as his buddy took out his wallet to match Dean's cut.

Dean Winchester did as he was told while silently smirking inside.

Like taking candy from a baby.

Casey and Derek released their hand shake that officially put their little bet into motion, both of them now noticing the rest of the table's amused expressions.

"You don't know what you just signed up for Derek." Devon quipped before taking another swig of his beer just after Casey's right arm wrap around his waist, as her left arm remained around his shoulder.

Derek scoffed. "Oh please. This game will be over before you know it." He proclaimed with a cocky grin as he stared at his stepsister, who was practically draped over his friend. Derek still had the urge to rip Casey away from Devon, not liking how touchy-feely she got with the guy. There's a lot more touching with him than I've seen from her and her previous boyfriends. He pushed the observation to the back of his mind.

Casey turned to smirk at Derek. "I agree." She confidently stated but her attention was turned to the starting of a new song ["Dynamite"] playing over the sound system causing her to smile. "We'll do it later though." She told her pseudo-stepbrother before turning to Devon.

Derek gave his stepsister a stunned look. I thought she wanted to do this now? "What?"

Casey turned back to Derek quickly. "I wanna dance." She turned back to Devon, her mouth just by his ear. "Ready Hun?" She whispered, causing Devon to laugh.

"Like I would miss it." Devon teased before swallowing the last of his beer and placing it on the table.

Casey twirled out of Devon's arms and faced the rest of the guys as Devon got out of his seat. "See ya boys in a few!" She stated excitedly before Devon took her hand and led her to the makeshift dance floor, which was already filling up with dancing customers.

The recent graduates watched as their valedictorian strutted to the dance floor with their good friend before they started dancing to the music in a way that shocked the three friends.

Ralph couldn't take his eyes off his friend, not sure what to think about her. "Dude, what has gotten into your stepsister?" Ralph finally managed to ask before he had managed to tear his gaze away from her to look at Derek.

Derek shook his head, equally shocked at what he was seeing as well as learning about her that day. Can this day get any weirder? "I have no clue." It was the honest truth.

Ever since he saw Casey with Sam and Dean Winchester, he'd seen parts of Casey that he didn't know existed and now seeing her with Devon and the rest of his hockey friends, it just had more questions forming in his head about how well he truly knew who Casey McDonald was.

Carter shrugged his shoulders after seeing what the fuss was about, since he was use to that behavior from his friends, even though it had been awhile since he's seen it. "She seems like the same ol' Casey that I remember." He piped in before taking a swig of his beer.

Tyler, on the other hand, couldn't take his lusting eyes off the legendary brunette. "Just hotter." He subconsciously added in before getting a smack to the back of his head, causing him to search for the perpetrator, coming face to face with a glaring Alex. "What the hell was that for?" Tyler questioned with a quizzical expression.

Alex glared at Tyler before taking another gulp of his beer. "I don't need you reminding me who I screwed up with Ty." Alex grumbled over the fact that he still held a grudge against the brunette even after he claimed to have moved on from her long ago.

Tyler rolled his eyes while rubbing the back of his head. "Just an observation and I thought you were over her." He gave his grumpy roommate a challenging look.

Alex was pulled into his thought as his brief time with Casey was brought to the forefront. He couldn't deny the fact that he had a great time with her and he still wished it didn't end prematurely and on such a bad note. He was skeptical of her rules but the fact that she was only dating for the fun factor was a plus for him since Alex didn't do relationships. So when she suggested that he pick out where they had their dates, he doubted the rumors of her being able to turn any date to her advantage, so he took her to places where he previously had his dates complain about it not being date appropriate, like a horror film or something athletic for them to try. To his surprise, she made the best out of the dates and he ended up having a blast with a girl without any of the intimate stuff, which was the main reason why he would date in the first place. Girls usually talk about themselves nonstop or on something I have no interest in and the only way to shut them up is to make out with them. It's a pleasurable way to spend a date but a guy might want a little variety every now and then. Alex mused to himself. He's dated a lot since then but he always remembered his few dates with Casey.

Alex quickly snapped out of his thoughts. "I am." He retorted back a bit too quickly, causing Tyler to snicker.

"Yeah right. Just give it up man. It's in the past and besides, you wouldn't have lasted more than a week with her. No one did." Tyler sadly told his friend, which only prompted Alex to take another swig of his dwindling beer. Even though in the back of Tyler's mind, he'd always wanted a shot with her, even though he knew that it wouldn't last long. He'd just wanted to have a taste of what it would've been like, to see for himself what the whole fuss was about. He hated it when he was left in the dark.

"Except Devon." Carter added in, not wanting to interrupt his friends yet finding the need to clarify Tyler's statement.

Tyler waved off Carter's interruption as he took a quick sip of his beer. "Yeah but I think that's only because they became like best friends or something before they started to date."

Derek's head snapped to his older friends, his eyes wide from shock. "What?"

The dance floor had the perfect amount of people surrounding it as it wasn't too sparse that it would cause some nervousness among the dancers yet it wasn't cramped that the dancers might have a slight claustrophobic feeling. Casey and Devon weaved in just a bit so that they weren't on the outsides of the dance floor yet they had perfect views of their friends and the two hunters playing pool.

As the words started to pour out of the speakers, Casey and Devon were dancing so close together without touching that it was unbearable for the both of them. Casey swayed her hips to the music while bobbing up and down in her small space while Devon filled in the dancing gaps between them.

She teased him with the way she moved her body so fluidly with the music, as she let the rhythm course through her veins as she freely moved to the beat, knowing that he was there to take care of her if she needed it. She couldn't stop the huge smile on her face as she danced with her best friend, because she was able to be herself with him, her Winchester self and she hasn't felt that free in the longest time. The youngest Winchester couldn't help but tease the teenager before her with her dance moves, coming so close to him without touching that she could hear his groans of disappointment or his breath hitching just a bit. She had an evil smirk as she turned in her place, her back now against his chest as she continued to sway her hips.

Devon couldn't help the groan that escaped him when she switched positions. He fought every need he had that wanted to have his hands run over her body like they had done many times before, but he knew he couldn't make the first move. Best friend or not, Devon always respected Casey's rule about her being the one to instigate anything further and he wasn't going to screw that up now. It got harder for the university student to concentrate as her neck was exposed from her leather covering; tempting him to kiss it and have a taste while her hips moved in a more distinct way that was causing his lower region to react.

He groaned into her neck, making sure he did not make contact with her soft skin. "You're killing me here Cay." Devon grumbled, causing goosebumps to form as his breath flowed over her exposed neck.

Casey laughed. "That was the idea." She continued to move her body to the music as Devon mirrored her actions without touching her.

It was getting too much for the grown boy. "Permission?" He slightly begged in a whisper as he fought himself to keep his lips off her neck, while also fighting against his need to take her leather jacket off her body.

Casey smirked as she wrapped her arm behind her head to grab his neck, pulling him down closer to her. "Granted. No need to ask tonight Dev." She licked her lower lip as she felt Devon's arms snake around her waist and under her leather jacket once she gave her consent, thankful that her jacket was already unzipped.

"Thank God." Devon stated enthusiastically before kissing down her neck, causing Casey to giggle. She could feel his smile on her skin as he descended down her neck, while his fingers played with the hem of her shirt.

Casey couldn't help but forget about all her problems while she danced in Devon's arms. He left a trail of kisses on her neck before he blew over them, causing her to shiver at the sudden coldness. She gave a soft moan before she felt his chuckle rumble deep in his chest through her back. She hadn't felt this connected to someone in a long time. After their mutual break up, Casey had never been close to a guy like she was with Devon, she never felt that connection…except with Derek and they weren't even like that. She felt closer to Derek through all those casual touches during their different encounters than she had with any of her boyfriends after Devon. It never made sense to the young hunter until she realized her feelings for the former bane of her existence.

Before Casey could think about the subject any further, she felt her hands being grabbed before she was twirled to face Devon. She eyed him quizzically, while she remained dancing in her spot, not thinking at all about how her body moved to the music.

Devon chuckled. "There's only so much I could do in public." He playfully stated with a suggestive smile as his hands found their spot on her gyrating hips.

Casey swung her arms around Devon's neck as she gave him a disappointed pout. "But who said you could stop?" She teased, making the temptation all the more sweeter for her partner.

Devon groaned, hating when she used that pout against him. "Now that would be torture for us both Cay and you know it." She saw the playful glint in his eyes and she knew it was true. If she didn't watch herself, their promise would be fulfilled sooner than they would like.

Casey sighed dramatically as her fingers played with the hair at the nape of his neck. "I guess but you know you can't do much when you're in front of my brothers." She told him as a playful warning, not wanting Dean to get all overprotective and do something damaging to her best friend.

Devon leaned his head towards hers. "I'll tone it down when we're with them." He assured her before his lips meet hers in a chaste kiss.

In need of some air, Casey pulled away from the kiss but she still remained close. "Alright but don't say I didn't warn you." She looked up at him with a small smile, finally noticing that the song had changed to one with a slower beat ["Zombie"].

Devon nodded, knowing that she wasn't kidding. After all the stories he's heard about Sam and Dean Winchester and the lengths they would go through for their sister, he didn't doubt her warning. He already saw the anger in Dean's eyes earlier when Truman was mentioned. Don't mess with any Winchester. He mused to himself.

Devon was pulled out of his thoughts quickly when he felt the brunette's hold around his neck tighten as she moved further into his arms. He slipped his hands from her hips and wrapped his arms around her waist when he felt her head against his shoulder. Devon swallowed nervously as a weird feeling overcame him. Something's not right. He concluded to himself when she tightened her hold around him once again, as if she was holding on to dear life.

Devon lowered his head down so that his mouth was just at her ear. "Are you okay…" He jerked his head back quickly when he felt Casey pull back a bit. He could see the confused expression on her face. He cleared his throat a bit. "…with this, I mean." He clarified causing her expression to change into an innocent smile.

"Why wouldn't I be?" She questioned, not seeing the problem in their situation. Casey was a little nervous that he might have figured out that something was wrong since she only held Devon, like she was at the moment, when she had a lot on her mind or when she wanted to tell him something yet she had a hard time spitting it out. The last time I clung to him like this was the day I told him I might be moving and the day that I had to say goodbye to him. She sadly thought as she waited for his answer.

Devon sighed. "Your break-up was pretty recent." He didn't want to bring it up but if she was still broken up about her cheating ex, then he didn't feel like it was the right time to go through with their promise they had made the day she had moved away to London. Heck, if she still wasn't over Truman, Devon didn't feel like it was right to give her kisses the way he was now as if nothing was wrong. Maybe only pecks on the cheek are reasonable now. He sadly thought since he did miss kissing her.

Casey chuckled a bit before a smirk formed on her face. "Did you forget who I am Devon?" She teased because he knew that she could get over dates in a flash if she wanted to and Casey was over Truman, no questions asked. There was nothing to get over in the first place!

Devon laughed while his hold around her waist tightened, bringing her in closer to him. "I could never forget who you are, Casey Winchester." He whispered before pulling her into another lustful kiss.

They pulled away again to catch their breath, both remembering how their kisses always made the other breathless. Casey could feel Devon's eyes on her so when she looked up into his blue eyes, she saw this analytical glint in them that sent a nervous shiver down her spine. "What's the problem then?" She questioned, trying to keep her voice from wavering.

Devon continued to gaze into her hazel-green eyes, trying to figure out if she was hiding something from him. "There's something you're not telling me Cay." He whispered, trying not to sound like he was accusing her but she wasn't acting like the girl he remembered. Devon knew everything about Casey and something inside of him was telling him that she was hiding something from him, something huge.

Casey adverted her eyes; taking in her surroundings and seeing all the other couples dancing slowly to the beat. "What'd you mean?" The young hunter whispered, wishing that the song would change so that it was upbeat, so that it didn't give Devon the opportunity to question her. The youngest Winchester was also contemplating on distracting her partner even more by giving his exposed neck a few butterfly kisses, just to take his mind off of what he wanted to know, but Casey knew that it would just delay the inevitable. Devon was always persistent if he had a hunch. If someone told him to back off, he would but only to bring the subject up again later until he got an honest answer. It was both endearing and a little annoying at times.

Devon sighed. "I know that we haven't talked since you moved but you can still tell me anything Cay." He removed one of his hands from around her waist and used it to turn her head towards him, so that she was looking at him. "I'm still you're best friend, right?" He questioned because he wasn't really sure.

He felt terrible that he hadn't stayed in contact with her like they had hoped. They had emailed each other at the beginning just after the move but then they started dwindling down as school and hockey became more demanding for him and he figured it would be easier for her to adjust to her new step-family if he stayed out of it for awhile. Unfortunately, they never picked up the emails again and he truly regrets that. Devon couldn't help but make a new promise to himself that he wouldn't let that happen again.

Casey's eyes widened in shock; the mere idea of Devon not being her best friend anymore was unthinkable. "Of course you are." She breathed out.

Devon gave a small smile at the confirmation. "Then talk to me." She could see the pleading in his crystal blue eyes, begging for her to tell him what was bugging her, and Casey wanted to but she just couldn't. I can't tell him, he's friends with Derek.

Casey bit her lip nervously. "I don't want to wreck tonight Dev." She buried herself again into his arms, still worrying over the way he might react if he found out about her feelings towards Derek. It was hard enough admitting them to Sam and Dean, how can I tell Devon when he's a friend of Derek's?

He nodded along, thinking her response as a slight victory since she didn't deny that she was hiding something from him. "Alright but could you answer me this?" He questioned as he loosened his hold around her waist, his hands now under the hem of her shirt as he traced faint circles on her skin.

Casey could feel the goosebumps forming everywhere Devon's fingers touched her skin. "It depends." She grumbled against his neck, her arms still around his neck.

"Are you and Derek always like that?" He whispered before placing a few kisses behind her ear.

Casey bit her lower lip to suppress a moan. "You mean with the fighting?" She heard him groan as he continued to assault her with kisses just below her ear. Casey sighed. "Yes…pretty much since day one. Why?" She questioned as he moved his kisses along her jawbone before answering her question with another bruising kiss.

Devon pulled back with a smirk on his face as he shrugged. "It was just amusing to watch." He protested, finally noticing that the next song was more fast-paced ["Whine Up"]. Can't really talk now.

Casey laughed. "So I've been told." She retorted before Devon twirled her, getting them both back into the dancing vibe to match along with the song, yet still remaining close to each other's bodies.

Derek couldn't believe what he just heard. "What did you just say?" He questioned, after a few false starts.

Derek had been listening to their conversation but all it did for him was make him more confused because the way they were speaking of the brunette didn't bring Casey to mind, even if it was her that they were talking about. Derek tried to process their conversation through his confused brain while his attention was still on Casey and Devon, not able to take his shocked eyes off of them. Derek kept glaring at the sight of how effortlessly they moved together, or how into the song they were or how into each other they seemed to be. Casey was smiling, laughing and pretty much having a blast and deep down Derek was happy about that but a more dominate emotion took over that made him unappreciative of his stepsister's current state. He didn't like that it was Devon that was giving her such a reaction and he still didn't get why he was feeling the way he was. If I was going to place the emotion, I'd have to say that I felt it a few times when I dated Kendra and Sally when we had the Andre and Patrick incidents…but I was jealous then. Derek's thoughts were even more confused now. Why do I feel jealous towards Devon and Casey?

Carter, Alex and Tyler looked confusedly between one another before shifting their gaze to their three stunned friends; Derek was shocked out of them all. Tyler cleared his throat. "Ugh, Casey and Devon were best friends before they dated?" It came out as more of a question but Tyler wasn't sure if that was what Derek wanted, which didn't make sense to either of the university students.

Derek rubbed his hand over his face. "Yeah, that – that doesn't make sense." He protested, wishing that he had a bottle of beer in his possession at the moment.

Alex's brow furrowed in confusion. "You didn't know?"

Derek gave his friends an incredulous look. "Are you fucking kidding me? I just found out that she knew you guys, so how the hell would I have previously known that Devon was my stepsister's best friend?" His anger was rising the further he got into his rant because to the graduate, the new information just seemed all too surreal for him. He didn't want to believe any of it, he couldn't believe any of it. He was perfectly fine with the keener Casey that he had come to know inside and out over the past three years but now, he didn't know what to think about his stepsister.

Carter's hands where up in a surrendering motion. "Relax D, it's just hard to process the idea that you didn't know." He explained calmly, remembering perfectly that Derek had a temper at times. Carter had to hold back a smug smirk because he had a slight idea of what the true source of Derek's outburst was coming from.

Tyler took another sip of his beer. "Yeah, I mean, we all know Casey has a mysterious side to her but we figured you would've known since you've been living with her." He rambled on with his explanation but that only caused the recent graduates to look between themselves with confused expressions on their faces before they looked to their older friends.

"A what side?" Ralph questioned.

Carter, Alex and Tyler could hear the genuine confusion in Ralph's voice over the music. They kind of figured that it was just Ralph not putting the pieces together fast enough, but that idea was thrown out the window when they saw the confused looks on both Sam and Derek's faces.

"Wait, do you know anything about Casey's time in Toronto?" Carter asked, immediately getting a negative nod from Ralph.

Derek shrugged nonchalantly, even though he was dying of curiosity inside. "Not really, she doesn't talk about her past that much."

"That's because you were never interested." Sam retorted back, remembering back to when Casey first moved to London and how Derek wanted absolutely nothing to do with her except to mess with her life.

"Well, you dated her Sam, so did she talk about her past at all?" Derek challenged his best friend, not wanting to admit that his statement before was true. That bit of news caused the three university students to stare wide-eyed at Sam, who, none of them knew, had dated Casey.

Sam saw everyone's eyes on him and gulped. "Not really, just vague points and that was it." He confessed as he remembered the short time where he and Casey had dated, which had consisted of more fights than getting-to-know-you moments.

Derek smirked victoriously. "So I'm not the only one in the dark then." Derek turned from his best friend to his hockey buddies. "Care to share boys?"

Carter scratched the back of his neck, a little hesitant on telling them about his good friend's past. "I dunno, it's not really our story to tell."

Derek glared at the reluctant hockey player. "Don't pull that bull on me Carter, you guys are talking about Casey in a way that I don't recognize and I'm her god damn stepbrother! I deserve to know." He argued back, not really sure where his sudden need to know the truth about Casey was coming from, but all he knew was that the questions weren't going to stop unless he knew what they were talking about.

Tyler smirked. "C'mon Carter, what harm would it do?" He challenged his friend, hoping that he would help him out with the telling of Casey McDonald's time in Toronto since Alex might put up a bit of resistance.

Carter groaned. "I swear Ty, if she finds out, I am not taking the blame for it. You got that?" He gave his friend a look that told him he wasn't kidding around. Carter was very good friends with Casey and he didn't want her being mad at him and he's seen what she's like if someone crosses her. It's not like he wants her to treat him the same way she treats Alex.

Tyler waved off his friend's slight warning. "Whatever man, I still can't believe you're still scared of Casey." He quipped causing Derek to quirk his eyebrow in amusement at the idea of Carter being scared of Casey. Granted, there were times in the past when Casey was so intense that it did freak Derek out a bit, like when she was freaking out about Ralph being in love with her that one weekend and none of her tactics to get Ralph to change his mind had worked.

Carter rolled his eyes. "I was never scared of Casey. I'm just fully aware of what she's capable of, unlike you, who still has his head up in the clouds when it concerns her." He retorted back with a smug smile directed at Tyler, who was gritting his teeth.

"Do not."

Alex rolled his eyes as he took another swig from his beer. It was no secret to the guys that Tyler was lusting after Casey during her time with them. Tyler never acted on it because of his girlfriend of the time but there were always those subtle glances he made towards the brunette while he tried to suppress his curiosity.

Carter scoffed. "Do too. Take your own advice to Alex and give it up."

Tyler shrugged, not really denying the little infatuation he had. All I want is one kiss. He thought to himself. "Can't blame a guy for dreaming now can you?" He questioned before taking a small sip of his beer.

Carter rolled his eyes. "Just be glad that Devon isn't the jealous type otherwise he would've been kicking your ass a long time ago, whether you were friends or not."

Tyler scoffed. "You're overreacting."

Derek saw the smug smirk form on Carter's face as he directed his attention to his friend. "Am I? Devon is the most protective guy over Casey that I have ever met and that was once they became friends. Add the protection of him being her best friend and boyfriend…" Derek was taken back by Carter's comment, not truly believing in what he was hearing. Did Devon care that much for Casey?

Tyler groaned. "Yeah, yeah, I get it."

Derek quickly looked between Carter and Tyler. "Well, I don't, so start over."

Alex moaned as he started rubbing the sides of his head, irritated about the constant talk about his ex-girlfriend. "Must we talk about Casey?"

"I rather not but I want answers and I know that she won't give them to me herself." Derek nonchalantly stated, trying to make it sound like he only wanted to know out of curiosity and the mere fact that he could learn something to use against his stepsister later. It's not like I'm truly interested about her past...right? He couldn't help but silently question his sudden interest.

Carter turned to Alex. "Can't you guys put your differences aside for one night?" He asked as he referred to the bitterness Casey and Alex had towards one another earlier.

"I have nothing against Casey anymore, I'm over it." Alex reassured his friends because he too wasn't really sure why he was as hostile as he was with her earlier. They've hung out as a group after their break up so why did it seem like he was holding onto the grudge?

Derek scoffed. "Riiiight. So the bitterness between you two was always there?" He interjected with a raised brow, as if challenging the goalie to deny his statement.

"Shut up." Alex grumbled before taking a much needed swig from his beer.

"What happened anyways?" Ralph asked curiously.

Alex glared at the drumming graduate. "Let's just leave it at a drunken mistaken, okay?"

"I guess that's better than cheating on her when you're sober, huh?" Derek retorted with a slight glare, which caught Alex by surprise.

"How'd you-"

"She mentioned her rules system earlier, which I'm still confused about, but anyways, she said her recent ex and you broke the same rule. She dumped the scum since he cheated, therefore…" Derek trailed off since everyone else seemed to make the connection.

Sam looked at his friends with a puzzled expression. "What rules exactly are we talking about?"

The three university students looked between each other before coming to a silent conclusion that Alex would be the one to explain that part of Casey's past since he had personal experience with the situation.

And so, Alex told the three graduates what exactly Casey's dating rules were when it came to her time at Fletcher Academy. He told them about the time limit (six dates in one week), her reasons for dating (nothing serious, just out to have a blast), her motives (like her subtle hints to initiate anything like a kiss) and her rules that would terminate the fling prematurely if they were ever broken (like cheating on her or forcing themselves onto her). Alex even went as far as sharing the fact that he did have fun with Casey on their dates and that he was stupid enough to get drunk during his limited time with her.

Derek was having trouble absorbing Alex's compliments about Casey when they had dated. He couldn't believe it since him and Alex were similar in many aspects (but not so extensively), so Derek couldn't fathom how Alex would enjoy the brunette's company while Derek couldn't stand living or being in her presence a majority of the time since they've met. Sure Derek and Casey have had their rare moments and they have become tolerable to one another over the years but with Alex's description, 15-year old Derek should have gotten along quite well when he first met Casey. Why wasn't that the case? Derek couldn't help but wonder.

There were many questions about why guys would date Casey if they knew that they only had a week with her and that's where Tyler started his explanation, which revolved around the rumors about the legendary brunette that had circulated throughout their all-boys high school. Tyler justified that part of his infatuation towards Casey was because of the rumors since he wanted to know for himself whether they were true or not. He told the wide-eyed graduates how everyone wanted some face time with the new, hot Fletcher Freshman since she was able to turn a date into an amazing time before anything intimate would happen between them. She was deemed legendary due to all the great opinions guys would have of her afterwards due to her charismatic ability to make them feel comfortable around her as if she's known them for a couple years and there was no awkwardness after the time was up.

Tyler was completely out of breath after all the praising he'd done on the brunette. "Does that answer questions?" He looked between his shocked friends who were still digesting the information.

Derek cleared his throat. "That doesn't sound like my stepsister at all. She doesn't party, she doesn't date a lot since she's always absorbed into her school work-" He honestly stated as he looked back towards the dance floor to see her slow dancing with Devon even though the music was a little fast for it.

"That didn't seem to change." Carter interrupted causing the boys to furrow their brows in confusion.

Ralph tilted his head in confusion. "What part?"

Carter shrugged. "School work. Somehow, Casey always managed to finish any school work before school hours were up. She rarely did anything school related after hours unless there was a project or a test coming up or if it was one of her clubs." He explained, reassuring the fact that Casey was still focused on her academics even when she was a 'serial dater'.

"Therefore, leaving her open to date, party, go to games and hang out with us." Tyler concluded.

"Every night?" Derek asked in disbelief since Casey rarely went anywhere fun unless it was the weekend. She was either at Emily's house, school or the library.

Alex nodded his head. "Basically yeah."

"What about her mom?" Sam added in, causing Derek to nod along with his approval for the question.

Carter smirked as he remembered meeting Casey's optimistic mother one time. "As long as Casey maintained her grades, her mom let Casey do whatever she wanted since she was responsible enough to take care of herself. She even joked around sometimes that she was responsible enough to live out of a hotel room if she wanted to." He laughed whenever he thought of the idea, which the brunette had brought up multiple times in the past. Every time she said it, it was always in a way that no one ever knew if she was dead serious or just fooling around with the idea but she did always laugh it off.

Derek smirked as the comment described Casey's responsibility to a tee. His expression faltered a bit when he remembered something Tyler had said moments ago. "Wait, games?" He questioned as he looked towards Tyler.

Tyler furrowed his brow in confusion due to the puzzled look on Derek's face but he answered the question. "Yeah, mainly hockey games but if she dated a jock and he happened to have a game during their week together, she'd go and cheer him on before celebrating at the party with everyone else." Derek and Sam's eyes widened once again as they looked to one another.

"Hockey games?" Sam asked; in need of some clarification.

Carter nodded his head. "Yeah, after she started hanging with Devon and the rest of us, she came to our practices and games. She's very supportive." Derek and Sam continued to stare at Carter in shock, remembering all the times that Casey had told them she despised the game or how she thought it was barbaric or an immature sport.

"What?" Alex grumbled, not really like the looks on his friends' faces.

Sam shook his head while Derek scratched the back of his neck. "Nothing, it's just she's shown a dislike for hockey ever since she's moved in with me and my family." Derek explained as he tried to make sense of all the new 'Casey facts' he's been learning that night.

Alex took another gulp of his beverage. "Maybe you should ask her about that." He suggested and Derek couldn't help but agree with his goalie friend as he looked out onto the dance floor to see his stepsister still dancing with his good friend.

He was about to return his focus back to his friends, not wanting to feel the unknown feelings again when he looked at the way Casey was with Devon, but he couldn't turn his attention away because something wasn't right. Something's wrong with Casey.

Casey was having a blast dancing with Devon as she allowed herself to act so carefree and being her once again but she suddenly felt her body tense up all of a sudden. She was still dancing but her body was more rigid and she couldn't figure out why. She was still dancing very close to Devon, so he noticed her tense up but he too didn't understand the cause of it.

"You okay?" Devon whispered into her ear as she slowed down her dancing, as she tried to figure out why her body felt like she was on high alert.

"I dunno." She replied back while trying to place the feeling she was having. She's had it before, many times she's sure, but she knows for a fact that she hadn't felt it in awhile.

Casey couldn't help but look towards the table where they had left their friends as the sinking feeling inside of her kept growing. She locked eyes with Derek, who had his head cocked to the side as he looked at her questioningly, and she couldn't help the deep breath she let out after seeing that he was fine as he was surrounded by his friends but the feeling was still there.

Casey's eyes widened when another thought entered her mind, causing her to rip her gaze from Derek and to focus on the area where the pool tables were located. She searched for the two people she needed to see and she didn't like what she was seeing from where she stood since it confirmed the reason for her sudden tension in her body.

Before Devon could process anything, Casey was pushing her way through the crowd as she made her way towards the back, not liking the fact that her older brother had gotten himself into a little situation.

When Derek locked eyes with Casey, he could sense that something was wrong with her and he knew he was right by the worried expression he saw on Devon's face. Derek had this sudden need to go to Casey and ask her what was wrong and why she was acting the way she was but before he knew it, she broke their eye contact to look towards the pool tables prior to taking off in that direction.

He turned to see Devon trying to get Casey's attention before he went after her himself and before Derek knew it, he was out of his seat and making his way towards Casey's destination as he ignored the rest of his friends' questions because he didn't care. All he knew was that deep down inside him, Casey needed his help and he felt inclined to give it to her, unknown feelings aside.

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Music Disclaimer: I don't own the songs used in this chapter. It was just used for solely entertainment purposes only. (I hope that covered it)

"Dynamite" belongs to Taio Cruz and his record label.

"Zombie" belongs to Natalia Kills and her record label.

"Whine Up" belongs to Kat Deluna and her record label.

A/N #4: So what did you think? Is anyone conflicted between being a Dasey or Cason fan? What do you think Casey's worried about? How'd did you think of the Winchester brothers' conversation at the beginning? How was Derek's reaction to learning a whole new side to Casey...could this change things? LET ME KNOW WHAT YOU THINK! =D

A/N #5: I just summarized Casey's history but it was mentioned in a bit more detail in the previous chapter just in case you want to brush up on her 'freshman frenzy' phase. I had planned to have it talked out but then that would have been too long. Hope this version was to your liking.

A/N #6: Anyways, thanks again for reading and staying along for the ride with me. It's definitely a blast sharing this story with you all. So please leave me a review and don't forget to check out the outtakes just in case I get one up in the near future. =D

Originally Published: January 24, 2011