Disclaimer: See the previous 20 chapters.

A/N: From here on out, until a new episode has aired, unless explicitly stated otherwise, the chapter will take place after the episode 'Way of the Master,' but before the episode 'Good Karma, Bad Karma.'

The Tiger and the Cheetah

Album

(Casey's POV)

Lily and I were in the living room portion of the loft. We were sharing a beanbag chair. I had an arm wrapped around her shoulders, and she was snuggled up next to me. A scrapbook album lay on my lap.

"How are you doing? Do you want anything?" Lily asked her voice full of concern.

"If you could find a way to bring my parents back to life, that would be great," I answered sadly.

She reached behind me and rubbed small circles in my back. I fought back my tears. Back home, I had to be the strong one for my sisters. As a result, I hadn't shed a single tear the whole time I was home. I didn't want to cry in front of Lily, but I didn't know how much longer I could go on without crying.

"What's that?" Lily inquired pointing to the album on my knees.

"It's a scrap booking album. My mom gave it to me last year for Christmas. She had made one for each of us kids. My mom loved to scrapbook. We even converted the spare bedroom into a scrap booking room for her," I explained as my eyes started to well up with tears.

Lily momentarily stopped rubbing my back and gave my shoulder a reassuring squeeze. She then resumed rubbing my back in a circular fashion.

"Can I see it?" she asked.

I gave an affirmative nod. I was sure that this would only make me miss my parents even more, but I hadn't looked at it since I first got it last Christmas.

I opened the first page, and on it was a picture of me as a baby. It was taken the day I was released from the hospital—my first day at home.

"Aww! You were such a cute baby! Look at those chubby cheeks! I just want to pinch them!" Lily remarked.

I rolled my eyes and quickly turned the page. On the next page, was another of my baby pictures. My mom was holding me in her arms, and I had a bottle in my mouth. Before Lily could even respond, I turned the page again.

On the next page, there was a picture of me and my dad. I was about three years old in this picture. We were standing in a park. I had a baseball glove on my left hand, and was holding a baseball in my right hand.

"My dad is the one who taught me how to play baseball in the first place. He was probably my biggest fan. He never missed a single game," I said. I reached my hand out and touched the part of the picture where my dad was. A single tear rolled down my cheek.

On the next page was a picture of me and my sisters. I was about four years old in this picture. All of us were wearing leotards and tights.

Lily tried her best to suppress her laugh, but failed miserably. "Is that…a leotard?" she asked before succumbing to her overwhelming desire to laugh at me.

"Yes," I replied shamefully.

"Casey, I had no idea," Lily said snickering.

"My mom made us take dance classes when we were little, big deal!" I exclaimed shoving Lily lightly.

Lily was laughing so hard that she nearly fell off the beanbag chair. Now, she started stomping her foot and slapping her knee. I rolled my eyes at her once more. Although I must admit that she managed to bring a smile to my face.

"We should take some dance classes together. You could be my partner," Lily suggested.

"Whatever, Lil. You're so full of it. You probably just want to see me in a leotard," I remarked.

I turned the page. Lily might not ever stop laughing so long as I stayed on that page. The next page was a picture of me on Halloween. I was six years old, and I was dressed up as a red power ranger.

"Ooh! Can we go back to the previous page?" Lily asked excitedly.

"No," I responded.

"Just for a quick peek?"

"No!"

Lily folded her arms across her chest, and pouted her lips. "Fine, but I'm definitely telling Theo, Fran, and RJ about this!"

"You better not!" I warned glaring daggers at her.

"Okay, I won't."

"Promise?"

"Promise."

However, I noticed that as Lily was saying that, she held a hand behind her back and was crossing her fingers. I dismissed this information, and turned the page.

The last page had a picture of my mom and dad cutting a piece of cake together on their silver anniversary. I closed the scrap booking album.

"Casey, look, I know I said some things to you before you left, and I just wanted to say—"

I leaned over and captured her lips in mine. She wrapped her arms around my neck grasping at the hairs on the nape of my neck. I gently placed a hand on each side of her face. Just as she started to return the kiss, I pulled away.

"There's more where that came from so long as you don't tell anyone that I've worn a leotard before," I said.

"Well, in that case, my lips are sealed," Lily replied.

To Be Continued…

A/N: So, if I'm only doing 40 drabbles, I'm over halfway done! Much thanks to everyone who has supported me along the way. Feel free to leave a review. Please don't flame me.