AN: And because the last chappie was so short, you get an extra chapter... And also because Derekus is coming and I feel generous... This is not exactly banging for roof, but more banging for bed... do you like my version?

Disclaimer: Don't own

This was certainly not fair. How could it be fair? Casey still had her room, why was his being transformed into a nursery room?

Nora said that his room was the one who was going to take more trouble rearranging, so they started early. How early, you ask? 3 months! 3 months before the baby was born and he didn't have a room already!

Casey's room was going next, they said. They couldn't raise a baby in the basement.

"So what happens when we come to visit?" they had asked.

"You'll sleep in the basement, together," the parents had stated.

So that's how he found himself in his beloved couch, trying to sleep. He loved his couch, but the thing was lumpy. And it smelled… bad.

With the new developments in his and Casey's relationship (they were sort of, kind of, maybe dating), he thought that she would let him sleep with her. But their parents and siblings didn't know anything about it yet, and they agreed to keep it a secret for a while.

And besides, Casey knew how much he loved that couch.

"Think of it this way: you'll get to spend more time with your beloved, smelly couch!" she had proclaimed.

"I rather spend time with you!" he had tried sweet talking her.

"Nice try!"

Well he was not giving up. Aside from the fact that he was really uncomfortable in that couch, he really wanted to sleep with her. First of all, they have been sleeping together every night since they started this, uhm… thing, and he missed her. He missed her hair tickling his nose and her body pressed up against his (how corny). And second, the thrill of the possibility of being caught was beyond exciting. So yeah, he had to go to her room.

Climbing the stairs carefully and quietly he looked at her door, and opened it slightly. She was facing the wall, with her back turned to him, but he could see she was not sleeping.

Smirking, he entered the room, shutting the door, and asked "Missed me?"

She jumped, startled. "Oh my god, Der. You scared me!"

"Sorry," he said, not sounding sorry at all. "Why aren't you sleeping yet?"

"Dunno… I think I was kind of…" she trailed off.

"Kind of…?" he prompted.

"Missing you beside me."

He sat on her bed. "Me too."

"Shut up," she said, disbelieving. "You just don't want to sleep on the couch."

"Hey! That's not true!" Well, kind of.

"Yes it is! You're so egotistical, you can't even-" she was cut off by his lips on hers. He kissed her thoroughly. God he missed her. And they have only been like 2 hours apart. Derek lied on top of her on the bed, and she opened her legs for him to settle between them. He knew these signs… he knew she wanted to… you know. And he also wanted. He always wanted.

"Do you have a…?" he trailed off, she knew what he meant.

"Yeah, in my bag." She blushed.

"Casey, Casey, Casey… were you expecting to have sex under your parents roof?" he teased.

"Der-ek! Just go get the condoms already!"

"Bossy," he commented, but got up to her desk, where her bag was. He fished up the condoms and came back to her bed. "Now let's work some magic." She laughed at this.

"God, you're corny," she teased.

"It's your fault." And suddenly she stopped talking, because she was naked and he was touching her so good… and then stuff happened, if you know what I mean.

And Derek slept in her bed for the rest of the Christmas break.

AN: So... how are you going to celebrate Derekus? Any traditions your country has? If you tell me yours, I'll tell you mine *winkwinknudgenudge*