A/N Chapter Tres. I'm very diologuey (so not a word) sorry about that. I'm not one for taking the Anne Rice path and describing the hell out of everything. Stats are saying that quite a bit of you a reading, so why no reviews? Good or bad I need to know so I can make it better. I also started writing yet another story but don't know if I should start putting it up now or wait till I get farther along with my two current stories.


I'm sure your wondering what happened to Reagan after she left the mall. What was going through her head. She knew Sam would talk to Derek. And Derek would probably tell him about their secret "relationship". If you could call it that. Derek would come looking for her. And she'd have to think of something to say, and it had to be good. Words would be shouted, tears would be shed and they'd go back to normal or they'd move past it and go their separate ways. She wasn't sure which she wanted. With the latter there's a chance he'd never have to find out about Madison.

When she got home, her mother was just about finished unpacking the living room. Reagan put down Madison when they walked into the house and the little girl ran her chubby little legs to her grandmother at once.

"So, how was the mall?"

"Eh, ran into Sammy." Reagan shrugged her shoulders and looked around the now furnished room.

This obviously caught her mother's attention because she was now staring at her daughter waiting for her to continue. When the girl said nothing more she pushed the subject.

"Was he with Derek? I wouldn't be surprised if those two still never left each others site after all these years."

"Nope."

"Did you introduce him to Madie?" Her mother knew he tell Derek if he knew. Her mother also liked forcing her to talk about uncomfortable subjects.

"Yeah. He thinks she's your daughter. I didn't tell him that he just assumed and I didn't correct him." Reagan said shrugging like it wasn't a big deal.

"Reagan! You shouldn't be ashamed of your daughter. Yes you had her at a young age but she's such an amazing little girl. Aren't you Madie?" she said while kissing Madison on her forehead.

"I'm not ashamed. I just don't want him to find out. And if he does at least not through Sam."

"Than go to his house and tell him before someone else finds out and does."

"Oh yeah I can see it now. Hey Derek remember me I left three years ago but what you didn't know is that I was pregnant with your kid. Her name is Madison, surprise! That'll go over swell Mom."

Her mother rolled her eyes. "Get it over with."

"Why are you being so supportive? He got me pregnant. You should hate him. He robbed your little girl of her innocence." her saying this caused her mother to once again roll her eyes at her daughter.

"I always liked Derek. And I know he wouldn't do anything to hurt you. Even though you, him and Sammy always got into trouble I know you guys are all really good kids. And I think it'd be nice for Madison to know her father."

"GAAAAAAAAAAAAH. I hate this. Why can't life be simple? Don't answer that it was rhetorical." she knew her mother would give her a speech. "On another note, I guess I don't mind going to school anymore. I mean I'm sure news has gotten around that I'm back. Can't exactly hide now."

"You know we are only a few blocks away from Derek's house if I recall correctly. You can walk over there and explain everything. That is if he hasn't moved."

"Not everybody moves. I don't think I can do that now anyways. Too soon. Maybe I'll wait around for the school year and put a note in his locker." knowing her mother would disapprove of her joke.

Her mother shook her head.

"Come on. You'd be scared if you were in my situation too."

Reagan took Madie from her mother's arms and walked up to her room to put her daughter who was visibly tired down for a nap.

Back on Derek's end he finally cooled off. Sure he was still pissed off and confused and every other emotion there was to be but he got it under control enough to leave his room.

"Smerek!" his little sister called as soon as she saw him walking down the stairs.

"Smarti." he called back. He couldn't be upset around his little sister no matter what was bugging him. She grabbed his hand and dragged him to the couch where she was watching cartoons. This distraction was working out nicely for him till Casey came downstairs.

"So, Derek. How are you doing?" She felt bad. She and he didn't get along but she didn't like seeing him upset.

"What'd Sam tell you?" he let out a heavy sigh.

"Stories and whatnot."

"He would."

"So what are you gonna do?"

"I need to find out where she lives so I can talk to her I guess."

"What are you gonna say?" Derek got up and walked to the kitchen not wanting Marti to hear the conversation. He was bound to get upset again and didn't want to worry her.

"I don't know. Just ask her why she left I guess. I don't really know what to say. I just know I can't wait till school starts to run into her. How awkward would that be?"

"Yeah. Maybe she has a good reason for not saying goodbye Derek. Don't be so hard on her." the phone rang as she said that thankfully. By the look on his face she knew he was about to get angry.

"It's Becca." Casey said looking at the caller id.

"Tell her I'm not home."

Usually Casey wouldn't comply and would make him handle his girls but she knew he was stressed and picked up the phone.

"Yeah, hey Becca no he's not home but I can have him call you when he gets in. Uh yeah I guess. Uh huh. Yeah I'll write it down. Yeah, Yeah. Ok Becca bye." Casey hung up the phone and gave a short laugh.

"I don't know how you do it."

"Do what?"

"Deal with these girls. She wanted me to tell you she had an awesome time last night and really wanted you to call her. And said to make sure I wrote it down so I wouldn't forget to tell you."

"I'm so not gonna call her. She'll blame you, oh well." Casey shrugged she knew that these girls didn't like her anyway.

"Oh, before Sam left he told me to tell you to give him a call. He wanted to know if you wanted to go to the ice rink later tonight to blow off some steam. Whatever that means. Better not be some code for let's go have gay sex."

"That's my Sam. He knows me well. Toss me the phone." Casey gave him a look as she handed him the phone. "And that sure as hell ain't a code for lets go have gay sex."

After five minutes of talking, Derek and Sam made plans to go to the ice rink around 8. It was 5 now so Derek needed a plan to stay busy for the next three hours. He decided playing video games with Edwin would be best.