"I should've listened to you, Derek." Casey said, standing in the doorway. Derek looked up at her, confused. How did she get here? Where did she come from?
"You were right the whole time…" She continued, speaking in a robotic voice.
"Casey?" He asked, confused. What was going on?
She stepped closer. "If I listened to you, none of this would've happened. You were right about Justin, if I listened to you, Marti wouldn't be in this position."
"It isn't your fault…" He whispered, not sure if she could hear.
"But it is. I really think it is." She sat down next to him, and he turned to face her. "Please forgive me, Derek." She pleaded in the same robotic voice.
"I do. Of course I do."
"Thank you, Derek." She leaned forward, their lips almost touching.
"Derek." She whispered as he leaned forward as well. "Derek, Derek, Derek—"
"DER-EK!" He jumped up.
"What happened?!" He yelled.
"Took you long enough to wake up!" Casey told him. "Having a nice dream?"
Derek looked around to gather his surroundings. He was outside Marti's hospital room; he must've fallen asleep in the chair earlier. The clock on the wall read 7:16 PM.
"Why'd you wake me?" He asked, ignoring her question.
"You haven't left this hospital since Marti got here, 3 days ago. Don't you want some fresh air?"
"No, I don't." He spat.
"Come on; just get something to eat with me. It will take an hour at the most."
"I don't want to…"
"The restaurant down the street has an all you can eat buffet?" She suggested hopefully.
"Fine." He couldn't pass up that, who could?
Casey smiled. "Let's go."

**An hour later**
"No, I've never had a glow-in-the-dark T-shirt." Casey laughed.
The two of them had just finished dinner (Or Derek's 3 dinners, you could say) and were now walking around the streets of a small Hawaiian town, playing '20 Questions'.
"How could you not have one?! Those things are amazing; I would sit in the game closet all day just to stare at the shirt when I was younger."
"That doesn't surprise me." She rolled her eyes and grinned, then looked to her right and stopped walking, having her eyes on a street vendor's jewelry.
Derek turned around. "What's up?"
"That necklace is beautiful!" She held the necklace in her hand. It had a gold chain with a pendant in the shape of a heart. "How much?" She asked.
"50 Dollar." The lady responded.
Casey sighed and put it back down. "I don't have enough." She looked at it for a moment longer and turned around, about to start walking away.
Behind her, Derek pulled out his wallet and handed a 50 Dollar bill to the lady.
"I got it." He explained when Casey gave him a confused look. He picked the necklace up and waited for Casey to turn around before putting it around her neck.
"Thanks." She couldn't help but smile, looking down at the necklace, and back up at him. "You know, you're not too bad."