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Disclaimer- I don't own LWD.

Second Trimester

Week 14

Casey walked out of her bedroom, wearing a shirt which showed off her baby bump and sweatpants.

"Mom!"

"Down here honey!" Nora yelled from downstairs.

"Are we still going to go shopping for the nursery?" she asked.

"Oh. I forgot about that Casey and I scheduled a meeting with someone. I'm sorry. Can we postpone?" Nora bit her lip as she asked.

"I'll go," Derek said.

Nora and Casey were both surprised but then a smile appeared on Casey's glowing face.

"Sure. Thanks Derek," she smiled.

"Yes. Thank you Derek. You two have fun," Nora said. She left the house, leaving Casey and Derek alone.

"Where's everyone else?" Casey asked as she grabbed her purse.

"Um…Lizzie and Edwin and Marti are all at friends and George is…somewhere," Derek informed her.

"Alright. Let's go," Derek said. He drove. He actually insisted even though Casey said she fully well to drive.

They walked into the store and headed over to the baby section.

"Okay. First off, we need to get paint for the walls. What's a color that girls and boys like," Casey asked Derek.

"Um…instead of painting it one color, you could paint it blue and pink. Like 2 sides of the wall pink and the other sides blue," Derek suggested.

"That doesn't sound half bad. Okay. Let's go get the pink and blue paint."

They went to the paint section.

"What about this blue?" Derek said, holding up an indigo color.

"No. It's too dark. Go for lighter and brighter colors," Casey replied.

"Okay. What about this?"

Derek held up a baby blue color.

"Perfect. Now come help me with the pink. What do you think about this?"

Casey showed him light pink color.

"That looks good. Now where do we go?"

"Um…," Casey looked down at her list as she spoke. "Now we need to find some lights."

"Okay. Lights," Derek said. They walked around until they found lamps.

"This is nice," Casey said. She pointed to a white lamp.

"That looks fine. And it goes with the colors of the walls."

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Derek and Casey were standing in a section of the store looking at curtains.

"What about these white ones? I don't want something too extravagant or too colorful," Casey bit her lip.

"Okay. Those look fine. I guess they go with the lamps."

"Derek, come here. What do you think about these two cribs?"

Casey pointed to a pink crib and then to a blue crib.

"Nice. So are we done?" Derek said. "I'm getting hungry."

"Almost. Wait a second! Look at this! It's a 3-in-1. It starts as a crib, then to a toddler bed, and then to a full size bed," Casey told Derek as she pulled him towards the convertible crib.

"Casey, this is the kind of thing for cheap people," Derek said, just a little too loud.

As soon as his words came out, Casey and he both noticed the rude context of it. A couple who was looking at a similar bed in another color, quickly walked away.

Derek and Casey looked at each other. Derek burst into laughter and Casey tried not to. Instead, she tried her hardest to give him a stern look.

"Alright Casey. If you want the bed, tell me. What colors do they come in?"

"They come in the pink and blue colors that I want."

Derek rolled his eyes and walked away to get a carriage. He brought a big one back and quickly put the 2 already picked out cribs, into the carriage.

"How much are these to pieces of cr--, I mean, pieces of furniture," Derek smirked.

"300," Casey murmured.

"Oh. You mean, altogether, right?

"Um…not exactly. More like 300 dollars for each," Casey smiled.

"300 each?! Casey, your mother gave us a specific amount of money to spend on the cribs and money for the rest of the stuff. For the cribs, she only gave me 500. Where are you going to get 100 dollars because you're not taking it from the other money?"

Casey didn't use her words to persuade Derek. She simply batted her eyelashes at him.

"No. No way am I using my money to spend on your cheapskate cribs," Derek shook his head.

--DASEY--

"I cannot believe I'm spending my money on your cheapskate cribs," Derek said.

They were now standing in line with all of the baby stuff.

"You're the best Derek," Casey said.

She leaned over and gave him a kiss on the cheek. She didn't seem to notice that Derek blushed right after. A smile appeared on his face and he suddenly didn't seem to care how much money he spent on Casey.

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Derek and Casey got home and Derek insisted on carrying everything in.

"I'm guessing no one is home yet," Casey said. "That's a lot of stuff."

"Yeah. We've got a long weekend ahead of us."

Saturday Morning

"Derek! Wake up!" Casey shouted.

Derek jumped off his bed.

"What's wrong?"

"Nothing. It's Saturday and it's already 9:00," Casey said. She lied down and made herself comfortable in his bed.

"Already 9:00? Casey, what's wrong with you?"

"Nothing is. I'm lonely. Everyone left. Lizzie and Edwin went to some soccer game and then they're hanging out with friends. And George and my mom took Marti to the park. I was all alone," Casey informed.

Derek rolled his eyes and sat back on his bed.

"What to you want though?"

You said it yourself. We have a long weekend ahead of us," Casey mimicked.

"I did say that," Derek said. He got up and took a shower. Casey was waiting in the soon-to-be-nursery when he was out. She had the two color paints by her sides.

"Okay. Let's get started."

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Casey and Derek were startled by the sound of the front door closing. In walked George, Nora, Marti, Lizzie and Edwin. Marti and Lizzie and Edwin ran into the kitchen.

"Hi. How come you two aren't' working on the nursery?" Nora asked.

"We were. But then Miss Casey threw up on the floor."

"I didn't mean to! I told you I didn't feel good," Casey insisted.

"Did you guys get anything done," Lizzie asked.

"We got some of the blue done but that's it."

"Can I see the baby's room Smerek?" Marti asked as she plopped into her older brother's lap.

"No you can't Smarti. It's not done yet," Derek told her. She pouted and left the room. Edwin and Lizzie followed behind her.

"Oh mom! Let me show you the cribs! They are wonderful!" Casey gushed to her mother. Nora and Casey walked up the stairs.

Gorge walked over to Derek and sat next to him.

"So. You two have become close with this whole a baby thing," George commented.

"Yup."

"Derek, when I ask you his, do you promise to answer me as honestly as you can?" George asked.

"Yeah."

"Okay. Is there--or was there something going on between you and Casey?"

"Yes!" Derek thought to himself.

"No. Why?"

"No reason. Forget I said anything about it," George said. He got up, leaving a confused son behind.

Why did he think that? The only people who knew were…Edwin and Lizzie.

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"I swear I didn't say a word!" Edwin shouted as his older brother pinned him to the wall.

"Then why did Dad ask me if there was 'something going on between me and Casey?" Derek asked his brother.

"I don't know! Lizzie and I wouldn't tell! We swore we wouldn't Derek," Edwin put his hands up in defense mode.

"You better not lie to me. I'll kick your ass if I find out you are," Derek threatened. He dropped his grip on Edwin and left his room.

Derek didn't know why his dad had said that, but he sure hoped that the though didn't stick around for too long.

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Week 15

"Derek," Casey said from her dressing room. Derek popped up from the bench of where he had dozed off. He had gotten dragged into taking Casey

"Yeah," he said as he got up and walked to her dressing room.

"I need you to give me an honest opinion of how this looks on me. And I swear to God if you call me fat I will so kick your ass," Casey replied.

"Yeah yeah yeah. Just show me."

Casey opened the door slightly. Not enough to let Derek see. Inch by inch, she opened it, revealing a pink cotton dress. When it was fully open, Derek smiled at her.

"Well," Casey sighed and bit her lip.

"You look beautiful," Derek said.

"Aww! Thank you Derek!" she smiled at him and gave him a hug.

Even though Derek would never admit it to Casey, it was hard hugging s pregnant lady.

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Week 16

"Liz, pass me those chips," Casey asked her sister.

Lizzie got up and handed her sister the chips.

"Thanks."

Lizzie, Edwin, Derek, and Casey were in Casey's room.

"Okay. Breast or bottle," Lizzie asked her sister.

Derek and Edwin wrinkled their eyebrows and set down the food and drinks that they had.

"Ew," Edwin commented. "Why would someone want someone else breast-feeding them? That's gross."

"It's healthy," Lizzie protested.

"Yeah. Besides, you were breast-fed Edwin," Derek laughed.

Edwin wrinkled his nose in disgust and Lizzie rolled her eyes.

"Well? Breast or bottle?"

"Um…bottle," Casey answered.

"Or you could get a breast pump," Lizzie suggested.

"That's a possibility."

"What the hell is a breast pump," Derek asked.

"It's a pump that you connect to your breast and it pumps the--."

"Conversation over!" Edwin interrupted.

"I get the point," Derek rolled his eyes.

"So. New subject. You and Derek sure have gotten closer over the past few months," Edwin smirked. Derek knew what he was doing and couldn't help but want to strangle his little brother for being so blunt.

"Yeah. We have," Casey answered, never taking her gaze from Derek's.

"Um…Edwin. You remember that…that project thing…for school," Lizzie lied.

Edwin caught Lizzie's drift and went along with it.

"Yeah. We should…get started. See you two later," Edwin shouted as he left the room, Lizzie following.

"You know they just wanted to have us be alone," Derek told her.

"Yeah. But I don't mind," Casey smiled.

Derek returned the smile and got up to sit on her bed with her. She leaned her head against his chest and Derek wrapped his arms around Casey's waist. He watched as she softly fell asleep in his arms.

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Week 17

"Casey, you're not going to die," Derek told her.

Casey was sobbing as she sat in her computer chair, holding a tissue to her nose. She had woken up with a nose bleed and was completely helpless. Derek was taking the sheets off her bed.

"Where do I sleep now," Casey sniffled.

"You can sleep…in my bed," Derek offered.

"Really? You're the best Derek," Casey replied as she went into his bedroom.

"Yeah, yeah, yeah. I know, I know."

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Week 18

"Oh my god!" Casey shouted from her bedroom. Nora rushed in her eldest daughter's room.

"What is it? Are you okay?" Nora shouted as she rushed to Casey's side.

"Yeah. I'm fine. The baby's. I felt one of them kick me!"

"That's great honey!" Nora replied. Just then, Derek walked in.

"I heard shouting."

"Yeah. I felt the babies," Casey smiled.

Derek let a grin appear on his face and he sat by Casey, placing his hand on her stomach. He waited for a few moments. Nora had already left the room. Casey looked up at Derek, only to see a smile still stuck on his lips.

"They kicked me," Derek said, surprise in his voice.

Casey smiled, keeping her gaze on Derek's.

"I love you Derek," Casey whispered.

"Did you say something," he looked up from her stomach.

"No. Nothing."

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Week 19

Casey sat up in her bed and glared at her clock. It was 1:59 a.m. and Casey couldn't fall asleep.

She sighed and got up. She quietly tiptoed to Derek's bedroom. She thought about knocking, but then again, it was 2 o'clock in the morning

She lightly pushed the door open and then once she was inside, she closed it again.

She stopped when she noticed Derek moving around in his bed.

She walked over to the side her hadn't taken over and gently climbed into bed with him.

Derek, on the other hand, peeked an eye open, only to see the back of Casey's head. He gently lifted his arm up and put it around her waist. At that point, he pulled her closer to him.

"I could get used to this," Derek thought to himself. He went to sleep and left the bright smile on his face.

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Week 20

"I am definitely pregnant looking now," Casey said. Derek appeared from outside her room, a smile on his face.

"I think you look hot," Derek commented.

"Thanks," Casey smiled.

Derek sighed and walked over to Casey, who had moved closer to her mirror. He wrapped his arms around her waist, so his stand buried his face in her hair. He breathed in the lilac scent.

"I think I love you Casey," Derek admitted.

"I think I love you too Derek," Casey revealed. They both stayed there, hoping it would stay that way.

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Week 21

"No, no, no. I said a damn cucumber," Casey said into the phone.

She had sent Derek to the store at 11:00 at night, due to her late-night salad craving.

"Okay," Derek sighed into his cell. He had gotten over Casey's moodiness.

"Alright. I'll see you when you get here," Casey brightly replied.

-DASEY-

Derek walked in the door, the cucumber in his hand.

"Here you go Princess," he handed the cucumber to Casey and she thanked him.

She made herself a salad and sat down on the island.

Derek and Casey focused there eyes on the stairs as they heard footsteps. They watched as Edwin walked down the stairs.

"Why are you up?" Derek asked.

"Can't sleep," Edwin answered as he poured himself a glass of orange juice. He gulped it down and put his cup in the sink before settling on a chair.

Casey didn't seem to notice as Derek sat across form her, watching her intently.

"You're so beautiful Casey," Derek smirked.

Casey rolled her eyes but batted her eyelashes.

She was going to answer but Edwin did.

"Isn't he weird?" Edwin asked Casey. He got up and started towards the stairs.

"Yeah. But he's my weirdo."

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Week 26

"Derek! Mom! George!" Casey shouted from her bed.

She was heavily breathing, due to the stress that was going on.

"What? What's wrong?" Derek asked as he came in the room. Nora and George rushed to her bedside, as did Derek.

"I--I'm bleeding. My stomach…," Casey stopped speaking.

"I'll call 911," George said.

"No. We don't have time for that," Derek quickly said.

He took a sharp breath in and lifted Casey up, not caring if he got blood on himself. Getting downstairs was a slight hassle and when they got to the car, Nora had already laid towels on the seats.

They rushed to the hospital in a frantic panic.

They got to the hospital and George rushed inside and came out with a wheelchair, accompanied by a doctor and nurse.

Derek picked Casey up and put her in the wheelchair. He had blood on his pajamas but didn't seem to notice, nor did he care.

"Okay. Let's get her into a room and get her cleaned up and give her an ultrasound."

It all happened so fast and before any one knew it, Nora and Derek were sitting in a room with Casey, each holding one of Casey's hands. George had gone home to care for the younger kids.

"I can't believe this," Casey sobbed.

"It's okay honey. Everything will be okay," Nora comforted her. The doctor walked in and sighed. She pulled the chair up to Casey and sat in it.

"Okay. I…um…Casey, I'm sorry," the doctor began.

Casey anted the word 'sorry'. It was never for the better.

"You lost one of the babies. Your little girl suffered some trauma and…we weren't able to save her."

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A/N- I was so sad having to writer about this, but I had to. I didn't want to have her keep the twins. It just seemed so typical. Anyways, please don't be mad! Lol, please review and let me know how it was!