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Derek..." I walked into Derek's office where he was figuring something out on his computer.

"Hmm?"

"We're going to dinner with the family in half an hour." He looked up.

"Why? We just saw them two days ago. And I have a bunch of stuff to work on." I crossed my arms.

"Because Lizzie still isn't talking to me." He sighed.

"Casey, you know she'll come around eventually." I crossed my arms.

"Der-rek!" He sighed again.

"Ok, ok you're right." I walked over to him and sat on the desk.

"Plus we have to tell them we're engaged." I whispered. He smiled and kissed me.

"How do you think they'll take it?" I asked.

"What do you mean? They seemed fine when I told them we were together."

"Yeah but that was just dating. I mean...is it even legal for us to get married?" He thought for a minute.

"It's not like we're related. Thank god." I laughed.

"Hey um I was thinking...tomorrow, I booked a press conference." He said nervously.

"For what?" He adverted his eyes.

"I want to tell the whole world we're getting married."

"On TV? Is that such a good idea?" I asked. He stood up and pulled me off the desk.

"Yes!" I laughed at his enthusiasm.

"Ok, ok..." He smiled and kissed me quickly before I pulled away from him.

"Go get ready." he groaned as I spun him around and gently pushed him out the door.

"Mommy?" Danielle asked as I was in her room getting her ready for the formal dinner with the family.

"Yes honey?" I asked.

"Is Derek my daddy?" That one caught me off guard.

"Well...in a way yes." She blinked up at me...she had Truman's eyes.

"What do you mean?" I pulled her onto my lap.

"Well I've told you remember. Your daddy went away. You've never met him." she looked confused.

"Derek's my second daddy?" I nodded.

"I like Derek better." she stated, jumping off my lap and spinning around, making her dress fly out around her.

"Me too sweetie, me too."

"You too what?" Derek asked appearing in the door way. He was wearing suit pants, an unbuttoned white shirt, and a tie was slung over his shoulder. His hair was messy and disheveled.

"We like you better than my fake daddy. What was his name mommy?" I blushed and looked down at my feet.

"It's not important Danielle." Derek walked over to me.

"I want to know though." She persisted standing up.

"Danielle drop it."

She frowned and turned back to the TV which was playing one of her favorite shows.

"What was that about?" Derek whispered.

"I don't want to talk about Truman." I snapped. He raised an eyebrow at me. I took a deep breath.

"Sorry." He smiled at me. I glanced at the clock,

"Darn it, we're running late. Dani, get your things together to do in the car...we have to go!" Derek chuckled.

"What?" I asked.

"Calm down Casey." I sighed and walked over to him as Danielle left the room. He put his hands on my waist.

"I just- you know me...I'm a horrible perfectionist." I sighed buttoning his shirt and adjusting his tie for him.

"I know." I rolled my eyes.

"Hey I have an idea..." he said quietly, hands traveling up my sides.

"Hmm?" I asked as he kissed my neck.

"You know how you just help me put my shirt on?"

"Hmm? What? Oh yeah." I breathed, his lips going to my collarbone.

"How bout when we get back, and Dani's asleep...you help me take it off." I took in a shaky breath.

"O-o-ok." He smiled and kissed me quickly on the lips, interlacing his fingers in mine.

"Let's go."