The song used in this chapter is:

"Sorry" by Buckcherry

Disclaimer: I do not own the song "Sorry" or the band/singer Buckcherry, all the rights to the song belong to it's rightful writers and producers. I do not own Camp Rock or any characters or places affliated with the movie. I do own Hope Grey, Derek Tyler, Jamie Tyler, Trace Larkin, RJ Perez and any other character not featured in the orginal film.

there's alot of brother/sister cuteness and of course (as you probably noticed from the title), a scene in which was inspired by the movie "Say Anything". Of course, it won't be exactly like it (since I never saw that movie in it's entirety), but I will say it was the inspiration for this chapter.

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DADDY'S LITTLE AND UNRULY GIRL

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I'm outside of you're window with my radio

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Derek's old blue chevy pulled up to the Grey/Ronson/Rivers residence and turned off his headlights so that they wouldn's suspect anything. Jamie was in the car with him as well, watching as Derek drummed his fingers on the car wheel, then rocked back and forth in his seat, then go to unbuckle his seat, then sit back, do it again, then sit back again.

"Are you gonna do this all night or what?" asked Jamie with a laugh. Derek looked over at his sister and snorted,

"Pf, no...I'm just...Nervous..."

"It's okay...But you really need to do this now. It's almost one in the morning," whispered Jamie. Derek nodded and with one last look up at Hope's home, he grabbed his stero.

"What song did you pick?" asked Jamie as she unbuckled her seatbelt.

"Sorry by Buckcherry," after Jamie gave him a quizical look, Derek sighed and with a small smile, rolled his eyes over to his little sister, "It's a song we both mutually argeed on when we were having an conversation over bands and songs," Jamie nodded, then bursted out in giggles.

"What's so funny?" asked Derek, laughing as well.

"It's just that you and your girlfriends always find the weirdest things to talk about and agree on."

"Hey, you and I both know that music is everything to me," laughed Derek.

"Yes, that's true," laughed Jamie. Derek opened his car door and walked out with his boom box under his arm while Jamie got out as well, looking around for Hope's bedroom window.

"It's around back..." she muttered under her breath as she jogged across the street and came to the back fence.

"Jamie, Jamie!" yelled Derek in a horse voice as he watched his little sister stand at the back fence. The devilous grin that Jamie always seemed to have came over her face again, but this time it had good intentions behind it. She hooked her right foot into the fence, then her left higher over it.

"Jamie!" yelled Derek as he ran across the steet to his little sister and stood behind her as she climbed over the quite large fence, "Get down from there now! Don't you remember what happened when we were younger and you fell off of our fence and cracked your head open?!"

"Shut up I was 10 then!" whispered Jamie as she got to the top and looked down, seeing that there was a flower bed at the bottom of the fence, a perfect landing spot for a 6 foot tall 18 year old boy.

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"Throw it over!" yelled Derek in a hoarse voice as he stood at the other end of the fence, looking up and waitinf for his little sister to throw over the boombox.

"I'm trying!" retorted Jamie as she climbed up the fence with the handle of the boombox on her shoulder and climbed up the fence. When she arrived to the top of the fence, she threw to boombox over and watched as it landed right at Derek's feet.

"Sorry!" muttered Jamie. Derek gave her a sarcastic smile and picked up the boombox, then began to walk away.

"Derek! Derek!" called out Jamie, but derek kept walking with a smirk on his face.

"Derek Michael Tyler! Where are you going?!" called Jamie. Derek spun around and laughed, "C'mon Jam, jump over the fence!"

"You're serious?" asked Jamie with a raised eyebrow.

"You're wasting more time sitting up there!" returned Derek. Jamie took a deep breath and took the plung down the abnormally sized fence and landed with and "Ouf" on the flowers. Derek, since his older-brother-insticts kicked in, ran over to Jamie and helped her up.

"You okay?"

"Let's just be thankful it wasn't rose bushes," giggled Jamie as she walked infront of her brother and around the back. The deck was above them, but they could tell by the bright pink curtains that matched the bright pink walls in the room to the left of them that it was Hope's. Derek saw her silloutte sitting on her bed, obviously not sleeping, but he knew that already since Hope had told him that she cannot sleep unless the entire room is pitch black, another trait she inherited from her father.

"Jam, go make sure we have a clear getaway path,"

"Why would we need a getaway path?"

"Incase her dad or uncles come after us. I heard that her Uncle Jason and Unlce Nate are both hunters...I don't wanna mess with hunters..." said Derek. Jamie nodded, agreeing on the fact that she didn't want to have a gun pointed at her, and ran to the back of the house's property, where there was an open field. Jamie gave him the thumbs up when she saw that the house that owned that land had no cars in the driveway and no lights on in the house.

Derek placed the boombox down carefully and slid his CD into it and with great carefullness, pushed the play button and watched as the CD spun around, then closed his eyes when he heard the first chords begin to play. When the words began, he lifeted up the boombox to his chest and waited for some sort of movement from Hope.

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Hope laid on her bed, looking up at the ceiling when she heard the sound of music playing. But it wasn't just any music. It was her song...Her and Derek's song. She shook her head in disbelief and walked over to the window to see something that shook her to the core. She knew he didn't see her, so she twisted herself around and leaned her back against the wall and covered her hand with her mouth in shock. It was like God had answered all of her prayers. Even though she was hurt by him...She still needed him...She loved him...She fought back the tears forming in her eyes and looked out of the corner of her window, but this time, she was caught under that fimliar gaze again.

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Derek looked up and saw Hope's deep, dark borwn eyes looking through the corner of her window down at him, and he knew that alteast she was listening.

'Cuz everything inside
Never comes out right
When I see you cry
It makes me wanna die

Derek looked away from Hope, gripped onto the boombox and hoisted it over his head, and his timing couldn't of have been better.

I'm sorry I'm bad
I'm sorry you're blue
I'm sorry for all the things I said to you
And I know
I can't take it back
I love how you kiss
I love all of your sounds
And baby the way you make my world go 'round
And I just wanted to say
I'm sorry

As of that moment when the last words were spoken, Hope made herself fully noticeable to Derek, opening her window and smiling down at him even though the tears were flowing off of her face. Derek smiled as Hope smiled down at him, then looked confused when she walked away. Derek stood there, baffeled until he saw a figure walking over from his right side. He rolled his eyes and lowered the boombox,

"Jam, I told you to keep wat-"

Hope was standing there, her hands crossed over her chest and the tracks of her tears on her cheeks,

"Hope," muttered Derek as Hope walked over to him. When she got close to his body, Derek placed the boombox on the ground while it was still playing and smiled with that crooked smile of his.

"You've watched way too many John Cusack films,"

That's when it happened. Derek and Hope both went in and let their lips colide together harmoniously. Derek placed his hands on the sides of Hope's face and put more into the kiss and Hope placed one arm on the back of Derek's neck and the other on the back of Derek's head, stringing her hand in his extremely wavey and golden brown hair. When they parted, Derek rested his one arm around Hope's waist and pulled her into his body, which she completely obliged to. She threw her arms around Derek as she rested her head on his shoulder, taking in his scent that she missed so badly. That smell of colonge and clean soap. She never would've thought that she would ever miss that. But she did. Derek placed his free hand on the back of Hope's head and ran it down her curls as she rested his head against hers, taking in her scent as well. Sweet Pea shampoo and body wash. It made him laugh to think that when he and Jamie were younger and when Jamie would spray her sweet pea perfume, he would freak out...And now he loved that smell and always would.

"I'm sorry Hope," whispered Derek.

"Don't be. You didn't do-"

Derek crashed his lips into hers again, sliencing her.

"Hope..."

"Hm?" answered Hope as she closed her eyes, still living in the feeling of the kiss.

"I love you..."

"I love you too Der..."

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Nate rolled out of bed to see Hope and Derek together again. He curled his fingers into fist and got ready to leave. He should've known that Shane and Jason and Abby wouldn't hear anything, since they could sleep through pretty much anything. He was about to open his window when Caitlyn sat up on their bed, her five month pregnant belly now becoming prominent.

"Come back to bed, babe," she said sweetly.

"I can't...He's here...On our property...With our niece! Please explain to me how you're okay with this!"

"I'm not," sighed Caitlyn, flipping off her sheets and walking over to her husband, "But Hope loves him."

"Love's a big word, Cait." said Nate, tilting his head down, but not looking at Caitlyn. She sighed and walked clsoer to him and rested her head on his shoulder, letting her belly press against his lower back.

"I know it is...But she really feels for him Nate...And who are we to deny her someone that she cares about so much? And it's obvious that he feels the same way about her.

"I still think he's flakey." retorted Nate, closing his shades and turning arounf to wrap his arms around Caitlyn's expanding waist.

"You'll always think that anyone she dates is flakey. You will, Jason will, and of course Shane will. He might be the worst one of all,"

"You got that right," laughed Nate. Caitlyn smiled and rested her head onto Nate's chest, listening to his rythmic heart beat. Nate smiled and held his wife close, but felt something forgein to him happen. Something, almost like a strong flick, hitting his stomach, he was going to let it go until Caitlyn looked up at him with a huge smile.

"Nate...It kicked..." she giggled as she rested her hands onto her belly. Nate's eyes grew large as he looked at her with wonderment, trying to figure out if this was for real. But once he did figure it out, he gave Caitlyn a huge hug, then got down on his knees and lifted Caitlyn's shirt up to her chest, which also grew with size (even though Caitlyn now enjoys having bigger breast), and ran his fair colored skined hands over her honey colored skin and belly, taking in it's beaty. Then he placed a kiss on it, making Caitlyn giggle.

"You know...We gotta find out what we're having," said Caitlyn.

"I thought you wanted to wait until we had it to find out what it is," said Nate, looking up at her.

"I know but...I can't wait any longer. I need to know!" giggled Caitlyn.

"Are youy sure?" asked Nate.

"Positve." she smiled, giving him a kiss on the lips, then walking back to their bed and laying down, waiting for him to join her. He looked back out the window to Hope, but decided that he needed to let her grow on her own, and walked over to his wife.

R&R!

-Rose