A/N: BY THE WAY

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Casey was still asleep on the mattress while Derek was in the opposite end of the room watching her

There was a very annoying beeping sounding and Derek found himself growing more and more furious. The noise was waking him from the best sleep he felt he had in ages. That thought froze him. He couldn't help think about why he hadn't had a goodnight sleep in ages, and then it all hit him with a force that pushed down on his lungs. Behind closed lids the past swirled chaotically.

"Case…" Derek breathed in relief as Casey stared into his eyes.

"Derek… Derek!" she exclaimed throwing her arms around his neck. He leaned back against the wall pulling Casey with him. She was on his lap now face buried into his chest as he bent his head so it was buried into her hair. She cried against him and he didn't care, he just held her until her tears ran dry into hiccups.

"I-I t-though I w-w-would never s-s-see you again…" Derek chuckled against her hair.

Glancing down he notice he was on his side. Casey was also on hers; one arm draped across his waist and the other was under his arm latched onto his shoulder. His one arm was under her head like a pillow and his other arm was around her waist. She was tucked in tight to his body. Her hair fell over her face in messy tangles. Derek lifted his hand off her waist to push the hair off of her face. Her makeup was smudged from tears and a nights sleep, and though there were tangles, her hair was soft. She shivered slightly and unconsciously pulled Derek closer for warmth. He winced as she tugged on his side but smirked as she nestled her face into the exposed skin above the collar of his shirt. He stiffened as her breath caressed his skin and he gulped, as his breath grew ragged.

"Mmm…" Casey murmured startling Derek out of thought. Here eyes opened and she was staring at neck. Her eyebrows burrowed together and she pulled back to make certain of what she woke looking at. Her head went upwards and Derek's heart beat erratically as her nose accidentally brushed his lips.

"Derek?" she said confused. Then realization hit her as she remembered what happened the night before.

"Morning." Derek let a weak smile pass his lips as Casey's face grew pink as she realized their position.

"Uh… I … uh…" she murmured before going to sit up. Her arm was pushing down on Derek's side and he gasped in pain. Casey's eyes widened in shock as she let herself fall back down beside Derek.

"Oh my God are you okay!" Casey asked in a hushed panicked tone.

"Mmm…" Derek grunted as he tried to ignore the pain. "Maybe getting up isn't the best idea right this second." Derek tried to laugh.

"Derek.." Casey gasped finally taking Derek's face in her hands.

"It's nothing."

"You're bleeding. All over." Casey insisted as she went to press the towel to Derek's face.

"No Case that's for you. Today will probably be the last shower your going to get for a while." Derek reached and grabbed some toilet paper tilting his head back.

"You say that like you think we will be here forever…" Casey tried to joke but Derek wasn't laughing.

"So… shower huh?" it took Derek a moment but he clued in.

"Uh yea uh… here I uh…" he turned around facing the door and after a moment he heard cloth hit the floor. Out of the corner of his eye he could see movement in the mirror and his head unconsciously turned to look. Casey's back was at the mirror as Derek raked his eyes over the silhouette of her back as she fumbled with her jeans. He whipped his eyes forward just as she unfastened her jeans. His heart was beating a million times a minute. Palms were growing sweaty and mouth gone dry.

"Derek?" Casey asked. Derek looked down at her. Her eyes were closed and eyebrows scrunched together. Before he could ask her what's wrong she leaned up and placed a kiss on the corner of his mouth.

"W-what was that for?" Derek stuttered as Casey pulled away. Her eyes were still closed. She was too scared to open them to see his reaction.

"Would you believe me if I said it was a thank you kiss?" She asked lamely. But as Derek studied the look on her face, the blush in her cheeks, he replied with a cocky smirk on his face.

"Not at all." Casey opened her eyes then and looked in Derek's eyes. His gaze shifted from her eyes to her lips over and over again. He finally looked back at her eyes as he leaned in ever so slightly. He stopped to gage her reaction. It was one of pure anticipation and that's all it took for Derek to move in. his lips were parted when they met Casey's. Caressing her lips with his he moved one hand to the back of her head securing her face to his while his other hand pulled her closer to him. He slowly pushed her back so she was on the mattress with Derek hovering over her. His hands ran all over her arms and face like he was trying to memorize her with his hands.

Casey smoothed her hands over his chest as he lowered onto her. Her hands were pinned between them. Her fist had curled to grab handfuls of his shirt to keep him close. He moved his lips to her neck and Casey closed her eyes revelling in the feeling.

Those memories sent his stomach flipping erratically but as soon as he saw the good, his mind swirled to the horrible.

"Casey!" Derek yelled as she was ripped away from him His hands clutched air as Casey was hurtling backwards in to one of the men. His arms wrapped around hers so they were pined by her sides. Casey let out a scream as she was lifted off the ground. Her legs flailed as she tried to get out of the man's grasp.

"Der-ek!" Casey screamed as Derek lunged towards her fighting against the arms that held him. The man holding Casey clamped a large tattooed hand over her mouth which Casey in turn bit down on hard enough, that she drew blood and her jaw throbbed in pain. The man howled as a smaller, lankier man with a gun in his hand pulled back and swung his hand forward connecting it with the side of Casey's face. Derek was frozen as he watched Casey's body grow limp. Anger swelled inside him as he thrashed out keeping his eyes on Casey who was being taken through a door.

"NO!" Derek's voice thundered, as he finally broke free. His hand swung with amazing force and hit one of the guys who was holding him straight in the jaw. He turned and another guy about his size was there. Derek crouched down low so that his shoulder collided with the man's leg. Derek wrapped his arms around his legs and tackled him to the ground and then sent three punches to the guys face and then jumped to his feet rushing forward. Before he could get any further, the man who hit Casey stepped in between him and the door. Derek stopped in his tracks as he literally stared down the barrel of a gun.

Cam chuckled. Quickly he clicked the safety on his gun and slid it to the opposite end of the room.

"It's a fair fight now. What are you going to do?" Derek didn't give it a second thought. He jumped at Cam knocking him backwards as he delivered punches to his face.

Once blood started to appear on Derek's knuckled he got off Cam grabbing the gun and turning the safety off. He pointed it at Cam with two red hands holding it steady. His finger twitched on the trigger. He desperately wanted to empty the gun in his smug looking face but he was shaking and Cam was so close to Casey.

Cam was propped up on his elbows one leg stretched out in front of him and the other was bent up. He was looking up at Derek smiling like one would to a friend who told a joke. It made Derek shiver.

"Move to the other side of the room." Derek said voice quiet but strong. The adrenaline was wearing off.

"I don't think that's an option mate." Cam's arm moved too quick for Derek to realize what he was doing; and before he knew it Cam had a needle stuck in Casey's arm.

Miraculously she still wasn't awake. Sleeping like a corpse the only notion that she was alive was the rise and fall of her chest and the coughs that exploded here and there.

"Pull the trigger Derek. I dare you. I may loose my life sure… but you would loose Casey." With that Cam injected the needle and Derek was stuck in a helpless position.

"What the hell is that?" Cam recapped the needle sliding it into his jacket pocket before wiping some blood of his face.

"Easy mate. I just bought your step sister some time."

"What are you talking about?" Derek asked. His voice was growing shaky with fear. Now, even with the gun in his hand he was terrified.

"My mate's injected her with cyanide. I'm sure you heard of it, yea? That, that I just gave her, was a small dosage of amyl nitrite. Not enough to get rid of the cyanide, but enough to keep her alive for now. You still with me Derek?" he asked after Derek leaned against the wall for support. He felt cold as Cam moved to sit by Casey's head. He pulled her upwards so her head was on his lap and he held her head with one arm and her upper body with the other.

"Unfortunately. When the amyl nitrate attacks the cyanide, it creates a cataclysmic reaction, which causes…" as if on cue Casey's back arched and her fingers started to curl. Derek could hear the cracking of her knuckles as she twisted and shook. Cam held onto her tighter securing her neck and preventing too much movement.

Casey's whimpers turned into screams that could wake the dead. Derek rushed over to her and Cam let Derek take over.

Derek wrapped his arms around her similar to the way Cam did, only he held her closer as he pressed his lips to the top of her head. Her tremors finally stopped and her body relaxed and she began to cry in her sleep.

"The cyanide will make her tired, and she needs the shot whenever she goes to sleep Derek. If she doesn't get it… she won't wake up." Derek closed his eyes and bent down so his forehead was on Casey's. Tears welled up from behind his eyes as he stuck his hand out to return the gun to Cam.

"No! D-don't l-l-leave me al-l-lone here with them. Derek, p-p-please." Casey's chest heaved with sobs as she struggled to suck in air. Her sobs turned to coughs as she gasped trying to get air into her lungs.

"Casey! Casey you need to calm down!" Derek tried but she just continued to hyperventilate.

"Shit…This isn't good…" Cam said coming over. "Hold her mate." Derek ripped her hands free of his shirt causing two holes on his chest. Derek turned her so she was on his lap and he wrapped his arms around her extremely tight. Cam took the needle out and moved over to them where Casey thrashed as her face turned blue, unable to scream.

"Casey, it's okay baby. Trust him. Trust Me!" Derek insisted as he held her as still as he could but she just thrashed and cried until the needle struck her skin. All of her body froze waiting for the needle to leave. Casey hated needles and Derek knew that, but he also knew that she would die if she didn't get them now.

The needle left her arm and Casey started to thrash again but Derek held her tighter. She felt her lungs working again and then she started to feel it.

The burning aching pain that spread through her veins.

"Derek, what's happening?" she whimpered her voice raw.

"This is going to hurt a lot baby but it will help you."

The pain got worse and worse as Casey's toes curled. She flailed about trying to shake the pain away as a scream bubble up in her throat.

Derek held her tighter to him, his eyes stinging with tears. This was worse. She was awake; she'll remember the pain.

"MAKE IT STOP. PLEASE DEREK PLEASE!"

Everything slowly dimmed leaving behind one single memory.

"C-Casey!" he called slamming the door open.

"Case.." He repeated.

"Derek?" he smiled taking a step forward until he was kneeling in front of her. He reached out with his good arm to smooth her hair back away from her face, but something was wrong. He suddenly felt heavy and fuzzy. His eyes started rolling backwards as his body swayed.

"Derek!" Casey screamed as his body fell forward into her. Her arms wrapped around him tightly as she fell with him, moving so that he was laying in her arms while she sat. his head lolled backwards as she shook him hands running over his face and neck and then everything went black.

"CASEY!" Derek screamed sitting up. The room was blindingly white, and he realized the beeping was one of the many machines he was hooked up to. His shoulder was slightly tender and he noticed a completely drained blood bag. He could remember getting shot, but all he remembered was running, not loosing blood. He wanted to mentally slap himself. Of course he lost blood. He threw his feet off the side of the bed and carefully stood on his shaking knees waiting a moment until he could stand himself upright.

He glanced around the room and noticed the white board scrawled with messy writing.

Type O+

Dr. S Mitchell

There were a bunch of notes and scribbles and get-well pictures probably from Marti. He smiled lightly until he noticed something in the top corner. The Date.

June 15th, about four days after the date of the hearing, or at least what he thought it was. Casey was somewhere for four days alone. He had a feeling that Casey would have been here sleeping next to him with her hand wrapped tightly around his waiting for him to wake up, but she wasn't and that scared him something wasn't right. he Ripped out needles and wires before racing out of the room running smack dab into some one.

"Derek, Oh God you're awake!" Gorge cried grabbing onto Derek.

"Get off me." Derek yanked his arm away and it caused him to stumble. Gorge reached out to grab him again and this time Derek let him.

"Where's Casey?"

"Son I think you should get back in bed."

"Where. Is. Casey?" Derek screamed. His eyes burning violently. Gorge sighed and nodded.

"This way Derek." Gorge led him to a room 5 down from him and stopped. Not bothering to follow Derek in. he could see her face through the gap in the curtain and he rushed forward pulling it back.

"Ca-" his voice got caught in his throat as a guy looked up at him, with sleepy startled eyes.

"Derek?" Derek studied the guy. He had to be about 19 or 20 his hair was nearly black and shaggy and he had thick eyebrows, and dark eyes. His skin was a light olive and he was wearing a white t-shirt with a thin collared sports jacket over top. His sleves were pushed up to his elbows. He was leaning on Casey's bed hand overtop of hers.

"Do I know you?" Derek growled glaring at his hand. The guy moved it quickly sitting up rubbing his eyes.

"Sorry uh no you uh were unconscious by then… Casey jumped out in front of my car to get me to stop and I called 911. she passed out shortly after and she hasn't woken up since." Derek's anger swelled in him until he realized something.

"She hasn't woken up? No… no… no.. Case…" He choked turning towards the door. "Help! I need a Doctor!! Help!" He screamed rushing over to the closet. Casey's clothes were there and he saw the ripped fabric. He was to worried to let the reality of her getting hit by that jackasses car sink in. he searched the pockets frantically looking for the black leather package that Cam had given Timmy.

"Whoa Derek are you alright? Calm down." The guy pulled on Derek's arm causing him to swing and hit him in the jaw.

"Don't touch me."

"Mr. Venturi! You're awake! You should be in bed!" The Doctor advanced carefully and Derek shook his head.

"Cyanide! She was Injected with Cyanide!" The doctor's eyes furrowed.

"Derek, please explain."

"There isn't time! Amyl Nitrate! That's what Cam was giving her whenever she went to sleep. She needed it or she wouldn't wake up!" Derek was shaking as the Doctor turned and left the room calling down the hall. Derek rushed to Casey's side noticing the casted lump under the blanket.

"I couldn't stop… I'm sorry." Derek looked up at the guy he punched and shook his head.

"Casey was always a drama queen. Only she would choose throwing her self in front of a car as a clever alternative. She was never logical under stress." Derek chuckled sadly as he remembered all the times she had freaked out and went against her natural nature because of stress. Lying when she forgot a homework assignment, freaking out when she had to take a math test.

"You and your sister must have been close."

"Step sister. And yes we were." The guy nodded before sticking his hand out.

"Jamie Tomas." Derek shook his hand just as the Doctor rushed back in with an empty syringe.

"What are you doing? I told you what's wrong with her!"

"I know, we have to test her blood first though."

"There isn't time!" Derek screamed at him, his hands shaking with fury.

"Derek Venturi?" Derek turned to the door to see Gorge, Nora, and Marti, and a suit. Marti ran forward rapping herself around him.

"Hey Smarti." Derek mumbled to her as she cried into his hospital gown.

"Derek I need you to come with me." Derek fumed at the guy.

"I'm not going anywhere." Derek said backing up and grabbing Casey's limp hand. It was cool, but comforting, feeling her skin against him, knowing that she was real, and she was here, with him.

"Derek I need to a moment with you."

"So talk to me here. I'm not leaving her." Gorge's eyes flickered between the too, his gaze resting on their hands. Nora was bawling now and Gorge didn't make any move to comfort her.

"I can leave." Jamie said standing. "A room's a room right?" Jamie nodded at Derek as he passed.

The Suit whispered something to Gorge who turned Nora, and pulled Marti out of the room. They waited in silence for the Doctor to finish with Casey.

"Sit down Derek." grabbed the chair and pulled it across the room so he was sitting beside Casey.

"I'm Detective Maloney. Now, normally I would have had you handcuffed to the bed, but your dad assured me, the scene in the courtroom was forced. So answer my questions and I'll get out of your hair."

Derek nodded numbly knowing he had to be careful of what he said or else he could get Fear after them again.

"When were you taken?"

"March 30th."

"And it that time, did you know where you were?"

"No."

"How were the living conditions?"

"They were fairly hospitable. They fed me leftovers and I got bathroom breaks."

"When were you aware of Casey's abduction." Derek's Hand tensed around hers as he looked at her. There were racoon circles around her eyes and she was pale. She looked worse then she did when he first noticed she seemed sick.

Derek's eyes flashed to the door hoping the doctor would come in and save her.

"Derek?"

"I don't know about 2 months after I was. They brought her straight to where I was." The detective frowned looking down as his notes.

"Yet according to a video, you claimed that you were all alone." Derek shrugged.

"They told me to lie. Dad wasn't quick enough for them so they thought if he knew that we were alone and scared he might smarten up. Apparently not." Derek scoffed.

"Were you aware of the names of your captors?" Derek froze; his thumb stopped rubbing circles on Casey's hand. Maloney noticed this and his eyes narrowed.

"Not really they all had nicknames, Tic, Snake, Spike."

"Snake and Spike?"

"I know. Degrassi Jr. high. I thought it was weird to." Maloney smirked at Derek and took out a handful of photos.

"Take a look and tell me if you recognize any of these people." Derek shuffled through the pictures, he didn't recognise most of them. Big guy's with shaved heads and tatoo's. Derek froze for a millisecond when he saw Cam's familiar brown, spiked, frosted hair, but a millisecond was long enough for Maloney to notice.

"See anyone?"

"Nope, I don't recognize any of them."

"You sure? Withholding information is a federal offence" Derek looked him straight in the eye's handing the pictures back.

"Definitely."


A/N: Sorry for the long update this chapter was kind of a filler/ reminder hope you still liked it.