What Casey Wants

A/N: So I should definitely be studying for an Economics test right now, but am I? Um, No. There are things to do, Daseys to write! All right, first point of business. I can't put the web address for that Dasey video I was talking about last chapter, so skip back to chap 12 and just search for what it tells you! Oh and I have another one for you! This is the latest video I requested and you must see it: Go to youtube and search for 'Dasey: Sometimes'. It'll say in the description that I requested it!
Anywayz…I think I have one chapter left after this one :(
So I gotta make this one count! And I LOVE YOU GUYS! Your reviews are so sweet…toothache central haha

Disclaimer: screw it.

Chapter 13: Wake Up Gilligan

"Ugh, God, how much do you weigh?" Casey grunted under the strain as she tried to support Derek's weight.

When Derek had crashed into the kitchen doors and after Casey had stopped laughing, she realized he was hurt and managed somehow to bring him to his feet with his arm around her shoulders for support. They were now tackling the very difficult task of going up the stairs.

Casey accidentally rammed his shoulder into the wall. "Ow! Watch it…"
Derek mumbled, half consciously through his double vision.

Casey scowled and "accidentally" pushed him into the wall again. "My bad, Klutzilla."

Instead of attacking Casey for stealing his quality insult, he did the least likely thing for Derek in that second. He laughed.

Casey just rolled her eyes as she managed to reach the landing and drag him into his room. They stumbled clumsily over to the bed and when she tried to lay him down, he took her with him.

They landed with an "umph" and of course in a purely coincidental position. Derek landed on top of Casey, pinning her underneath him. She struggled to push him off, but he wasn't even making a half conscious effort. 'Is it wrong to enjoy this? Oh, shut up Casey! He can hear you!'

To her surprise and relief, he didn't seem to be responding to any of the comments she was making in her head. Suddenly she realized she had given up the battle and was actually letting Derek lounge across her like a beanbag chair. With an enormous sigh and even greater amount of force, she rolled Derek off of her and sprang up to standing position.

"I'm impressed. I didn't know you could make an effort to the point where you kept your stupid, cocky comments to yourself. You must've banged your head pretty bad."

"Wmmfhat amfmmfre ooo mmtalmmffmking fmaboumft?"

"Remove head from pillow, then speak." Casey didn't catch a word of that.

Clearly Derek was making his injury appear worse than what it was, just for attention sake, but managed to roll his head to the side from the sloppy position Casey had tossed him into. "What are you talking about?" He asked groggily, eyes half closed. "You haven't even said anything remotely worth insulting. My damaged brain doesn't work for free ya know."

"Well mine does. I mean, just because I don't say something stupid, doesn't mean you don't hear it…"Casey was now looking down, ashamed that she was practically raising embarrassment for herself.

Derek quirked an eyebrow at this. He realized he hadn't heard anything coming from her since his painful head excursion. Anything thought-wise at least. "It isn't six already is it?" he remembered the time frame.

"Actually it's 6:30. Wow, I haven't laughed that long in a really long time. Plus it took about 30 attempts to even lift you to your feet last night."

Casey looked at him blankly. 'Maybe he isn't faking. The whole mind reading thing I mean. But that's ridiculous, concussions don't cause you to lose…whatever it is he has.' "I. Am in. The Twilight Zone." Casey sighed.

"Or on Gilligan's Island." Derek mumbled as he tried to shift into a more comfortable location on his bed.

"What?" Casey asked disinterestedly. She doubted a man with multiple injuries to the head could form relevant sentences at this point.

"No, seriously! Didn't you watch that episode? Gilligan gets hit in the head with a coconut and then he gets on this raft and-"

"The island natives worship him till he gets hit with another coconut and is back to plain old Gilligan. Your point?"

Derek smiled appreciatively up at her. Her taste in entertainment wasn't completely awful. "Well, hello! Maybe that's what's going on here!"

Now it was Casey's turn to laugh. "Wow Derek. How fast were you walking when you hit that door?" Seeing his stone expression she sighed and added, "Look, it doesn't work like that in real life. Plus, you didn't even lose your memory. Though you are delusional, but I don't think there will ever be a cure for that."

He just scowled up at her. "Ok Derek, I got you into bed…get your mind out of the gutter!" she added the last part in addition to the look on his face. "I meant that I helped you out so we're done here. I'll talk to you when you're more…fully conscious."

"Aww, but Casey I'm a sick man in need. How can you turn your back on a sick man in need?" Derek even threw in the puppy dog eyes.

"Didn't you watch the previous demonstration? Like this." And Casey smiled playfully as she exited Derek's room to turn in for the night (again).

Derek knew exactly how vampires felt the next morning. The sun was so bright it was hurting him. He grumbled before throwing the blanket over his head and ducking under his pillow.

"Hey, wake up Gilligan. It's almost 2 o' clock."

Derek sprang up at the sound of her voice. The sudden dizziness he felt made him lie back down. "May I remind you I didn't go to bed till this morning?" he said, but she already went downstairs.

Quickly dressing himself, he took the steps two at a time before regaining his composure and trying to seem casual as he entered the kitchen. "Why is it so quiet around here. I mean, you know, when your mouth isn't moving?" Derek asked peering into the fridge as Casey ate an apple at the counter.

"Ha ha. Everyone went out for lunch and I had the sad obligation of staying home to look after an "injured man"."

"Hey! What's with the air quotes? I ate wood pretty hard…"

Casey just remained silent and took another bite. After a long pause, she brought up the current topic on her mind. "So, you really can't hear what I'm thinking right now?"

He stopped pouring his cereal and Casey watched his back stiffen as he was faced toward the window. He hadn't even though about it, but now he realized he couldn't hear a thing. "I guess not. I'm telling you, this world revolves around the incidents of Gilligan's Island." He wheeled around to face her as he ate.

"Pfft, like you would remember anything from last night. You banged your head so hard, you passed out like my drunken Uncle Gary at Mom and George's wedding."

"Men do not pass out. Besides, a lot of stuff happened before my accident. As I recall, you were about to tell me something last night…before we were interrupted…" Casey blushed at the thought of the position they had been in before George and Nora came upstairs. "Yeah, um…I forgot." Casey admitted sheepishly, suddenly becoming extremely interested in the stem of her apple.

Derek looked amused at her discomfort and decided to push his luck. "Oh, come on Case, I thought elephants never forget." He laughed outwardly at this, but Casey seemed less than amused.

The truth was, she had gone over the different scenarios countless times in her mind to the point where she had never went to sleep. She thought of how sweet and charming Derek could be, but the also obvious fact that he was the most immature jerk she'd ever met. And right now, her decision process was definitely paying attention to the latter.

Casey was still sitting there deep in thought, but also had a hurt expression on her face. Not that Derek's remark was the wittiest, but it was unnecessary and just incredibly immature. How could she make this work if he wasn't even going to put any effort in? Was this even the same Derek from last night?

He noticed the look on Casey's face and tried to pretend what just happened, didn't. "So, um, now that I can't hear your thoughts and we don't have to sneak around at midnight…you wanna watch a movie or something?"

She looked up at him incredulously. Then a smug look overtook her face as she simply said, "Actually, I can't. I have plans today." And she got up to throw her apple away. Derek put down his cereal and caught her by the wrist before she could head upstairs.

"What "plans"? Color-coding your hair scrunchies doesn't count."

She smiled nastily at him before snatching her wrist out of his grasp. He looked dumbly down at his empty hand before turning back to the conversation. "Remember Trevor? Well, he wants me to go with him to one of those local shows and I said yes."

"Trevor?" she nodded at him. "As in, Trevor?"

"YES, Derek, Tre-vor. Now that we know the subject of this conversation, can I go? I promised I'd be there soon."

He followed her to the door as she was grabbing her jacket. "Does what I did last night mean that little to you?"

She turned towards him and took his hand in hers. Derek looked away, preventing himself from rolling his eyes. 'Why do I feel like I'm in one of those cheesy teen movie break-up scenes?'

Casey dropped his hand when she saw his discomfort and took a step back. "This is exactly the problem."

"What problem?!"

"Derek, I appreciate everything you did last night. Though I could've done without the tomato shower. But anyway, I need time to think things over right now. I mean, it's too weird! Do you not sense that! We don't even have decent arguments anymore; it's all just a bunch of awkward events after another! Then to top it all off, it's like some big joke to you and you have to insult a moment where there needn't be one."

"So what the hell are you trying to tell me? Do you expect me to just stop being me?"

"I don't really expect anything of you anymore."

She left, forcing herself to stay strong. The truth was, she hadn't talked to Trevor since he told her he liked Emily. She just wanted to get under Derek's skin. Not that she was being anymore mature than him at this point, but she was just sick of all of this, it felt like some twisted joke.

This whole thing only started because Derek had invaded the personal corners of her mind and he was too obnoxious to back down. She couldn't continue forgiving him time after time for his pathetic attitude in exchange for an hour of sweetness a week.

Ok, so she hadn't completely lied. She was headed for a show Trevor told her about once and she knew some people that would be there. She pulled her jacket tighter as she crossed the street.

Derek was hot on her trail, steaming at the thought that Casey could possibly want to spend time with someone else right now. 'I could freaking throw a lasso around the moon and pull it down for her and she would complain about my harm to the universe. Nothing is ever good enough.' He paused on the sidewalk for a minute. 'So why am I still chasing after her?'

He ignored the question and continued the pursuit till he saw her duck into a small building and waited before doing the same. He looked around the dingy and incredibly noisy room, trying to spot his target. There were a lot of people in there.

"What did I tell you about stalking?!" Casey caught Derek off guard and he spun around clutching at his chest.

"Jesus…"

"I'm sorry, that excuse doesn't really cut it for me."

Derek lost it. "Nothing ever "cuts it" for you! Casey, I've been jumping hoops the last couple days for you, I'm not sure what other circus stunt I could perform to amuse you for the tiniest second! Why can't I just say, "Hey, I like you. A LOT." And then your response would be, "I like you too Derek. And don't worry, I'm not going to overanalyze everything as usual!" Then we skip off merrily into the fucking sunset!"

Casey's eyes widened a bit at this. She opened her mouth and closed it once, then twice as if a stunned fish before she closed her mouth, turned on her heel, and disappeared into the crowd.

Derek screamed out a groan of frustration he had been forcing himself to hold in. Thankfully the song that was starting up drowned it out. The whole crowd started jumping around to the beat and, not wanting to be knocked around like a piñata, Derek found a small table to sit at.

From his current perspective, he caught sight of Casey's figure, which appeared to be laughing rather overly enthusiastic as she chatted with some random guy. When she playfully touched his arm, Derek thought he was going to rip the table in half. She was clearly aware of his watching eyes and only wanting to piss him off. It was a dare. She wanted, no, needed him to go over there.

Derek kicked over his chair and walked towards Casey's location. She looked up and couldn't see him anywhere. Worried that she actually might have caused him to leave, she started to ignore Todd, or whomever it was she was talking to as she scanned the room. 'Where in the-?'

"Hey Todd! What's up dude?" Derek and Todd exchanged a stupid handshake and Casey groaned before turning to the two guys now standing next to her. "So I see your chattin' it up with Casey. Thought I'd come over and congratulate you, no one's lived to tell the tale yet!"

"How I wish that were true", Casey snarled at Derek as she stood on the sidelines. If he was trying to get to her, and he was, he was doing a good job. However, she didn't know Derek to be the jealous type.

"Well, I gotta go! Hockey to train for, ya know?" Derek gave another lame handshake before turning to leave. He stopped right at Casey's side and placed his hand on the small of her back as he leaned into her ear. Casey held her breath as well as a smile, but her spark faded as he whispered "Good luck trying to snag this one. My word is law and well, what I've told this guy about you will send him running in no time. Have a nice day, Case." He smiled smugly and pushed his way out the door.

"Ugh!" Now it was Casey's turn to scream in frustration. Without a word to the poor and confused Todd, she stalked out the door and started to march home in a shortcut behind all the buildings.

Casey was so blinded by anger, she didn't notice anything as she continued to walk. It was practically like a desert wasteland on the back roads and she didn't mind, because she was fully ready to punch out the next person that came too close to her.

"Derek Venturi, you are going to get an ear full!" she yelled at the trees.

She gasped in fear as an arm reached out from the alley she was passing and slammed her against a wall. "How about a mouth full?"

Casey didn't need eyes to see that Derek was smirking at her as he had her pinned up against the wall. Apparently, she didn't need a brain either, because everything seemed to melt away the second Derek met his lips with hers.

Come on. Who can blame the girl?

PLEASE review for this chapter; I'm really 'iffy' on it! I kinda had no real direction and just let my fingers go crazy. It wasn't my best, but hopefully it was ok! The last chapter is next and it won't be up till I know it's perfect! Oh, thanks to Chica De Los Ojos Café for giving me the idea of jealous Derek haha I hoped that worked out at least semi-alright! Check out those videos I've been talking about too! All right, I'm off to study so PEACE.
P.S. Did you catch the "Strange Days at Blake Holsey High" reference? Lol…
xo, Christina