Hello! Sorry I couldn't update either of my stories yesterday, But I became really busy, yeah seriously, With all the sleeping I just couldn't find the time to get a word down:P

But yeah I want to give thanks to my reviewers, there may not be a lot but the fact that you guys took the time to read and review means a lot to me :huggles:

Rebekah L.

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and of course CASEYandDEREK

you guys totally own hehe major cookies for you all.

So yeah now this chapter is going to have like, the major angst okies, so I'm sorry in advance, oh! Plus my mind is a little foggy so think may not be in direct link to the movie as I've mentioned in the first chapter, so yeah. Okies onwards!!

Disclaimier: Don't own don't sue.

He loved her like there was no tomorrow

And tomorrow could not come soon enough.

"Good day Ladies and Gents" Derek flashed his award winning smile to greet his colleagues as preparations for a new development on an experimental ground went underway, The server shifted throughout the room placing glasses of water for the occupants of the head seats in the business room, Derek stood at the front base of the long wooden desk, clutching tightly to a briefcase that hold all the necessary files, documents, equipment to land him this soon to be high mark of his life.

Casey after doing some groceries and still feeling flustered with the morning events gently sat on a desk in her apartment, softly picking up her guitar she started to struck a few cords, trying to take comfort in it's soothing sounds to erase whatever may be causing her ailment, tonight was her big night. She played the violin, yes, not the guitar, but any instrument would do in this particular moment, as long as it was close and ready to be played as she escaped into her own world, drowning herself in the comforting melody she harmonized with the beat flowing through her brain, her body, her muscles, her music was everything.

Well second to everything, first and foremost was Derek… and her family, but that was already implied, Derek was her family, granted in more ways than one, but she didn't ponder on that peculiar fact, only at the thoughts of the future. She wanted, after achieving a great status in both her and Derek's careers, to settle down and start on a family of her own.

Glancing at the apartment with fondness she came across something laying idly by the cupboard in the dinning room, with startling revelation she realized it was identical, if not in fact the briefcase Derek had been preparing all month long for his important meeting and business transaction, with great haste she dove for the briefcase and ran out the front door grabbing her coat on the way.

The rain was endless today, another foreboding feeling Derek felt, glancing at his audience once again a smile graced his lips as they proceeded to enjoy their little conference, talking amongst themselves, The head of the group nodded towards Derek, causing all else to stop speech, the signal of approval to start the presentation. " Land development is very risky business in today's world and I assure you all know how I mean this, Commercial, Residential values have been skyrocketing, to afford land nowadays is like selling an arm and a leg just so the other half of your body can stay afoot in some form of residence!" At this a few council members chuckled.

"Continuing I would like to speak on how all of us would not be here today if we were not in fact risk takers, I myself have dabbled in many risks, all worthwhile I assure you, but not all surrounding on land valued developments." Catching the glance of the top dog he knew he held his interest in curiosity as to where he was heading with his opening speech. "Our outside experiences from work can always be traced back to our work ethic no?" Everyone nodded precociously, good he had them where he wanted.

"Personal lives, mainly your loved one, definitely places and 'anchor' on your boat at times eh?" They started laugh, the top dog though merely had a glint in his eye, no smile formed. "Well I can assure you my work interiority is at an all time high, I do not bring my home to work with me…but sadly for the soon to be Mrs. I can't say the same thing to please her, cause work definitely follows me home, and willingly at that." The guys of the room cracked up while the two female representatives just stared him down. Gulp.

Derek coughed a little bit to stay on track. Moving over to his briefcase that he placed on the table, he was now going to hit it home, his back facing the door, he reached for a glass of water as the members shifted discussing lightly how all is fairing so far, Derek wiped his forehead to cease the sweat glands, and then the most unexpected horrific event occurred.

"Hello…Excuse Me, Don't mind-" "Miss, Miss you're not suppose to go in there!" Derek turned slowly to face the interrupting voices, he knew the two voices, one was knowingly his secretary who had every right to excuse herself in and out of the office, the other….

"No no it's fine I'm just here to give a very important book to Mr.Venturi." Derek turned fully to catch the face of his beloved, she was sweating and out of breath, looked like she ran here, and in her hands was a black briefcase he more than surely recognized. It was his backup project book.

"Casey." He chocked out, the members were eyeing them inquisitively as Derek walked up to Casey and grabbed her by the arms gently spinning her around to make her face the exiting door, leading her to it quickly, Casey stopped abruptly and nervously laughed an apology to the other occupants of the room informing them that Derek just forgot something important for this meeting.

Derek eyes grew in shock and too stunned to say anything nor move kept his current position as Casey squirmed out of his loose grip, mumbling softly she placed the book in his now empty hands. "I can't believe you…." Something had caught her eye, there on refreshment table was in fact the identical book belonging to the one caught in the transaction of her and her lover's hands.

" Oh my god…" fearfully looking up at Derek's unrecognizable face she slowly backed up. " Um…Hah, I see, I may have been mistaken, please excuse this terrible interruption, Derek…Um Mr.Venturi is a very memorable man, Um very, Kept to his work and…and" She glanced back at Derek and knew she had messed up everything. Fumbling backwards, in true Klutzilla Casey like fashion, her High school days definitely rerunning at immense speed through her mind she uttered a quick soft apology once more before about facing completely and running out of the office.

Derek knew they knew she was not his secretary.

Wallowing in self pity at not receiving the budget money for the development on the piece of land he had wanted, Derek took up on a local pub, drinking himself senseless, he had met up with a couple of his best mates. ( AN: I know language is really freaky at times, excuse me just ignore it lol)

"I just can't…can't believe she did that."

Sam reached over and patted Derek's hunched over the bar back. "Derek man, she did it out of concern and looking out for your best interests, how was she to know that you had a copy of the book, you don't tell the girl anything corresponding to your work life…" Sam closed his mouth shut after realizing his exposed words.

"Way to be on my side, some best friend you are…" Shifting from his previous position he placed his beer glass down roughly on the countertop and took heed to the other males in the bar this early in the day, in particular his other two friends Sheldon and Jake ( AN: I don't know.

"Hey What'cha doing over there?" "Nothing much, just a little pong, yanno the game, watch me make this in." Throwing the hard ball; which is obvious a stupid choice for an object in this game, across the room into what he hoped it would go in, the ball accidentally based on horrible aim actually, clashed into and undeniably shattered the previous glass that was in Derek's hand not moments ago.

"Shit, sorry buddy, guess I need to work on my throwing skills."

And for the fourth time today Derek received that everlasting dreading feeling. All the while not feeling the vibrations in his coat pocket.

Ring Ring…Hi this is Derek Venturi, the devilishly handsome land developer, Sorry I am not able to-

Slamming the phone shut Casey sighed as she placed a hand over eyes, getting up she refused to cry for the mishaps of today, If you cried for every bad day everyone would have wrinkles by the time they were 25. Casey sighed once more and proceeded into her closet to take out her outfit for the performance tonight, it was a hackneyed suit black skirt, black regular suitish shirt, her white blouse for the inside held a nice cuff curving the end but that was all there was much to the ensemble.

Oh except for the wonderful bowtie requirement, it gave her a type of quirkish cuteness to her style, too bad the one person she wanted to compliment her, was nowhere to be found.

Sorry it's so short, I will make progress as I get to the more climatic parts of the story Trust me!! Please review, The button is just oh so very tempting ne? I LOVE reviews, and they help motivate me to write more kay? Thanks!