What a Coincidence

Disclaimer: Don't own any of it…except the plot.

A/N: Okay…I know it took me FOREVER to update…I'm so SORRY!!! I had the toughest time figuring out what to write next. This story is almost over, I think one more chapter after this; I haven't decided whether or not I'll continue it though. Let me know what you think!

Chapter 11: What a Coincidence

"Why are Ed and Liz so weird?" Derek asked as Casey stood, straightening out her disheveled appearance.

"I don't know," she said, sounding irritated, "did you really have to pull every single pin out of my hair? Or contort every single curl? This gel has, like, super strength; do you know how much this'll hurt in the morning?" She cried out, fussing over her hair. He just chuckled at her attempts to make it slightly better.

"Relax, Case!" He said through laughter as she huffed.

"Easy for you to say, you're the one who walks around everyday with a bed-head!" She cried out and he laughed harder.

"Is that a crack at my hair?" He raised an eyebrow at her, she nodded and he stood up.

"Oh please, Derek. What are you going to do? Attack me with your lips?" She asked, her arms moving so her hands are placed firmly on her hips.

XOXO

"So…we'll just have to figure something out." Nora said; she'd just finished explaining her new plan to George, who was finding this all too amusing.

"Oh, you'll think of something." He said, knowing very well his wife would come up with some crazy scheme that she'll believe to have failed then she'd come up with something more bizarre.

"I don't want to get Lizzie and Edwin away because I caught them under the mistletoe…that's it! I can tell them to pretend sick, they won't know I know about them, so they share a room and Casey and Derek share a room!" Nora exclaimed happily while George's eyes widened.

"That ought to be interesting; remind me to have a little chat with Derek…I fear he may have brought the one thing that can prove he used some logic in this insane situation." He muttered the last part under his breath and Nora looked at him with confusion written all through her features.

"What was that?"

"Oh…never mind." He said calmly before falling asleep.

XOXO

"At least they didn't leave the door locked." Derek grumbled as he shivered in the cold; Casey was currently wearing his suit jacket and she was having some issues with the back door which seemed to have a tendency to get stuck. "Casey, for the love of God, hurry up woman!" He yelled frustratingly at her.

"I'm sorry!" She yelled back, turning her back to the door to yell at him. "I didn't know I was such a bother! Why don't you try to open the door? Oh, that's right; your hands are glued to your armpits!" She snapped.

"J-just shut up, and op-open the d-door." He stuttered out, shivering from the cold. She just rolled her eyes and turned back to the door. "We wouldn't be in this predicament if you didn't have to wear my jacket." He muttered and she opened the door, a triumphant grin on her lips. "Oh look! She opened an unlocked door!" He said with sarcasm dripping from his voice.

"Well, you're just rude." She said, raising her head in pride and walking into the cabin.

"No; I'm cold." He sneered.

"Whatever…baby." She muttered the last part under her breath and he raised an eyebrow.

"Sorry, I think I have ice in my ears; what was that?" He said, cupping his ear to mock her.

"I called you a," she leaned next to his ear, "baby!" She yelled in his ear and he jumped holding his ear and cringing.

"Well, to add to the ice, I'm now partially deaf!" She shrugged and walked away from him; he just watched her go and shook his head slowly before following to the room he shared with Edwin.

XOXO

"Do you think it'll work?" Nor asked excitedly.

"Oh, I'm sure it will, positive even." George said, finding it an unbearable task to keep his laughter in.

"You're right…it will work; but first, we'll test the waters…pull some things during the day so they get closer." She said, rubbing her hands together deviously. George just shook his head.

"My wife is not only Hitch; she's an evil mastermind Hitch." He muttered.

"Listen, your sons will call me their mother; but I'll only allow it under the circumstances that I'm their mother-in-law!" She said triumphantly.

"Right…"

XOXO

"What? I don't get a proper goodnight?" Derek asked, smirking as he trapped Casey in his arms.

"You ruined my hair, got my dress dirty, made me sit in a cold garage with only your jacket on, sent me a completely sweet note, told me you loved me after I said I hate you, made out with me, got me caught by my little sister and stepbrother, and made out with me again." She explained, counting every point off with her fingers. She feigned thought. "Yeah, I think that's a pretty big night."

"So?" He asked.

"So, you goodnight kiss came right before you yelled at me for having a tough time opening the door." She smiled and walked into her room, closed the door in his face and smirked while leaning her head against it.

XOXO

"Ugh…dude, please tell me what I am smelling is not Casey's perfume." Edwin said groggily, unfortunately for him, they had to share beds, one king size in every bedroom.

"Um…what you're smelling is not Casey's perfume." He said, completely unconvincing.

"Good…now say it like you mean it."

"I would…but this is one of those rare times when I can't lie."

"Dude! You could've at least washed off! What would possess you to think that I'd want to wake up to the smell of Casey?" He said, sitting up and utterly grossed out.

"Eh, wasn't thinking about you; I was thinking of how I'd wake up with the smell of her perfume on my neck…ah, and it is wonderful." He said, leaning back against the headboard and smiling, just to get Edwin peeved.

"Ew." Was all he said before getting up and heading to the shower.

"Whatever, dude; you know you'd love to smell Lizzie right in the morning-and what the hell am I saying?" He asked himself as he thought of how wrong that could sound. He shuddered. "Casey's right, I do have a wrong way of saying things." Edwin rolled his eyes.

"Yeah, that's called a dirty mouth." Derek smirked and Edwin looked at him oddly.

"Casey would beg to differ." The smirk remained and Edwin's face contorted to one of disgust.

"Dude…ew." With that, he left for the shower, "I hope the soap can wash that mental image out of my brain." He muttered to himself.

"You don't need a mental image; you saw it first hand!" Derek called out and Edwin shuddered.

XOXO

"Why is Derek yelling?" Lizzie asked Casey as they sat at the table in the kitchen.

"No idea; but I'm guessing it's got something to do with last night." Casey said.

"Ugh…couldn't you guys have hid, in like, a corner? In the dark? Not so close to the mop? Not that it would help; I mean…your moan was pretty…uh, I'm just glad it was only a make out session." Lizzie shuddered and Casey blushed again.

"Casey and Smerek made out?" Marti bounded into the kitchen, an innocent look on her face. Lizzie's and Casey's eyes went wide.

"Uh…" Casey raked her brain for an excuse.

"What did he do? Why did you guys have to make out?" Marti asked and the girls immediately relaxed; both thanking God the girl mixed up 'make out' and 'make up'.

"No Sweetie, make out is something different…make up is what you meant to say." Casey explained and Marti nodded.

"So, what'd he do?" Lizzie paled slightly, knowing Casey wouldn't be able to come up with a lie right on the spot.

"He messed up my hair." She said and Marti nodded then left the kitchen.

"Wow, I didn't know you could come up with a lie so quickly."

"Eh, it wasn't a lie; he actually messed up my hair." She said shrugging and the two of them chuckled.

XOXO

"This is ridiculous; I can't escape him!" Casey cried out to her mother, who was the only one remaining in the house, other than Casey and Derek; Nora sighed.

"Casey, I'm sorry. But, we have a couple of gifts to pick up that we forgot about. We brought some movies; maybe you guys will actually get along." With that, she was out the door and Derek was smirking.

"Do you actually want to escape me?" He asked, wiggling his eyebrows up and down.

"Hmm…maybe." The wiggled ceased and he looked at her seriously. "Or…I might just want to do this." She kissed him softly, letting her eyes close as his did. When they pulled apart they were both smiling. "Or I might just want to watch a movie." She smirked at his face then lay down on the sofa.

"I like the second option."

"Too bad." She called over her shoulder as he left the room.

XOXO

"Hey." Derek said quietly after he laid down on the sofa next to her and facing her.

"Hey." She smiled and played with the ends of his hair at the nape of his neck.

"How many more movies are you going to watch before you spend some time with me?" He asked, once again, wiggling his eyebrows. She laughed softly.

"I think three's enough; whatever did you have mind?" He smirked and he stopped wiggling his eyebrows.

"Well…I know you had something in your mind along the lines of this…" He leaned in and softly caressed her lips with his own. They pulled apart and Casey's eyes were still closed, slowly, they began to flutter open. "But I was thinking more of this…" He placed a kiss on her shoulder where he pushed her shirt aside and trailed hot kisses to her collar bone.

"Mm-kay…I like this one too." She said softly and breathily as he nipped and bit at her collar bone. She could feel him smirking into the kisses. She moaned softly and arched her neck.

"Thought you would." He mumbled against her neck. She sighed in content as he continued his ministrations. Suddenly, a loud crash was heard from outside and Casey bolted away from Derek, sending him to the floor with a loud thud.

"Ow…" He groaned as he pulled one of Marti's toys out from under his back. Casey sat up straight and looked around. "What the hell is so wrong you had to interrupt that?" He grumbled, motioning to his former place on the couch. Casey just rolled her eyes and looked around again.

"You didn't hear that?" She asked and he looked at her incredulously.

"Hear what?" He raised an eyebrow and looked at her as she continued looking around frantically.

"That…that loud noise! It came from outside!" She cried out.

"Oh, I'm sorry…I was a little bit pre-occupied. Next time, I'll detach my lips from your neck, and instead of hearing you moan, sigh and groan I'll listen to the mysterious noises coming from outside!" He said sarcastically.

"Fine; just be rude. I'm going to look back and possibly get killed by a serial killer." She said then walked away. Derek watched her leave and rolled his eyes.

"Yeah, a serial killer in the middle of a freakin' Canadian Alaska; that makes sense, Case." He got up and followed her. "It was probably some animal." He said from behind her.

"Only if we've got a bear in the backyard." She said quietly. Derek grabbed his leather jacket and shrugged into it. "What do you think you're doing?" She asked, gripping his arm before he could go outside.

"Um…proving that you interrupted a very important session for some stupid raccoon rummaging through garbage." He rolled his eyes and opened the door.

"But…but…what if it isn't a raccoon, what if it's something serious, you could get hurt! Or killed!" She yelled as he walked out the door. She leaned on the wall on crossed her arms, only to see Derek walk right back in and glare at her. "What?" She asked, putting her hand on his shoulder.

"Stupid raccoon." He mumbled and she looked at him with her eyebrows furrowed in confusion. He sighed exasperatedly. "It was a raccoon; I have a bruise in the shape Shrek because you were scared of a noise a raccoon made." She pouted and rubbed his back.

"I'm sorry, I was afraid." She leaned up to his lips and kissed him deeply. "I didn't mean for you to get hurt." She pouted again and he sighed.

"Well, you'll just have to convince me of that." He said; enveloping her waist with his arms, bringing her closer to him and returning them back to their former spots on the sofa.

XOXO

"So wait…you make me spend my whole day with him and now you expect me to sleep on the same bed as him?!" Casey shrieked. Nora just shrugged and looked at her apologetically.

"I'm sorry, Sweetie, Ed and Liz got sick and we don't want anyone else getting ill, so you'll just have to live." Casey feigned annoyance and retreated back to her room, smiling.

"This ought to be interesting…" She whispered to herself while getting changed.

"Hey…why is Lizzie sleeping in my bed with Ed…win." He gaped and stared wide-eyed as he was greeted with the scene of Casey wrestling with her shirt to pull it on. She froze her frantic movements at the sound of his voice then gasped.

"Derek, get out!" She cried out, furiously pulling on her shirt, which finally went over head but was now bunched up confusingly. Her cheeks were burning red and Derek continued to gape at her bra clad upper body. "Derek! Get out!" Her eyes were wide and she grunted, wrestling with her shirt. Derek snapped out of his stupor and turned away.

"Sorry…" he said sheepishly. Alas, her shirt was on properly and she sighed then tapped his shoulder shyly. He turned around to see her head slumped over in embarrassment. He scratched the back of his neck uneasily. "Uh…sorry about that, I should've knocked."

"Uh, yeah…no worries, I guess." Her eyes were averted on anything that wasn't him. He lightly gripped her chin and turned her head so she was looking him in the eyes.

"Relax, Case. It wasn't much different than seeing you in a bikini…well, when you're wearing a bikini it usually lead to you getting wet…but on the other hand, seeing you in only a bra sort of leads to you being almost naked. I'm not sure which I prefer." She blushed furiously and smiled sheepishly.

"Um…the kids are sick, so we need to bunk together." She explained. He shrugged and smirked at her.

"I'd rather sleep with you than Ed…Dear, Lord; that sounded so wrong." He shook his head and she giggled.

"It's okay; I get it." She pecked him and made her way back to her side of the bed.

"Also…he gets mad when he smells your perfume on my skin." He smirked, remembering the quarrel from earlier that day.

"Why would you have my perfume on your skin?" He raised an eyebrow at her and realization hit. "Oh…De-rek!" She hit his head and he looked at her in confusion. "You could've washed off my scent from your neck before you went to sleep!" She hit his shoulder violently and he pouted.

"I wanted you to be the first thing I smelled in the morning…however weird that may sound." She rolled her eyes and chuckled.

"Dork." She said while rolling her eyes.

A/N: Okay…I know this took WAY to long to update once again...SORRY! I had major writer's block! REVIEW PLEASE! I've one more chapter left. Let me know if you think I should continue with a sequel…that's not based on the holidays, of course!!