A/N: I hope you like this chapter. It was a lot of fun to write.

Casey walked down the stairs to dinner. Everyone but Derek was seated. George noticed his son was not there. "Derek, get down here!"

Derek walked down stairs, while looking down. He did not want to look at Casey. He was wondering if she saw or heard him running away from her door.

Derek sat in his usual seat across from Casey. He looked up at her. She does not look like she knows something. I am just over reacting.

After dinner, Nora looked for volunteers to wash the dishes. Being Casey, she volunteered. Normally Derek could have cared less. But tonight he wanted to talk to Casey. And he would help with a great big stack of dishes, to do that. "I'll help Casey." , Derek spoke up.

No one seemed to notice but Lizzie and Casey. Lizzie looked at Derek like he was crazy. Casey just looked blankly. Did she just give a small half smile, or am I hullucinating?

They took all the plates into the kitchen. Derek was polite and took the dishes that looked heavy. Casey watched Derek help clean up. "Thanks, Derek."

"No problem." No problem at all, he thought to himself.

He started the hot water to fill up the sink. He plugged up the drain. He squirted some dish soap in there. Casey watched again in awe, like she had while Derek had caringly wrapped her bandage that morning . Not knowing what else to do, he took the dish soap and squirted it towards her. Bubbles went floating everywhere. "Derek!", Casey said laughing.

"Sorry, I could not resist." More like I could not resist you.

They stood side by side doing the dishes. Casey suddenly has an urge to stroke his hair. Or touch his neck. She tried to think of a way to touch him. She grabbed a bunch of bubbles from on top of the water and playfully set them on his nose. "Hey!", Derek playfully yelled.

There was tons of emotions going around the room. Unsureness. Happiness. Flirtatiousness. Nervousness. Affection. And that was just to name a few.

"What are you guys doing in there?" Lizzie said as she and Edwin walked in.

Casey did not know how to answer. Derek felt the vibe and and spoke for her. "We are doing the dishes."

Duh, Casey thought to herself. I could have said that, instead of being all obviously nervous.

"Oh." Edwin said. Lizzie and Edwin sat down on the stools by the counter. Lizzie gazed at Edwin. Edwin gazed at Lizzie.

Strange. Both Casey and Derek thought.

They finished up the dishes and Derek silently went upstairs, sort of embarressed by his behavior with her, and thinking about her the way he did even though thankfully no one could hear his thoughts.

Edwin and Lizzie remained, Casey noticed as she walked out. Usually her sister might follow her out. Instead she stayed.

Casey, stayed and watched Lizzie and Edwin. Maybe I can find out what is up.

"Do you wanna go watch a movie?" Edwin asked Lizzie.

"Sure." Lizzie breifly, tenderly, put her hand on his shoulder.

Casey ran up the stairs so she would not be cought. She shook the thought out of her head that there was something going on between Lizzie and Edwin, just like she tried to do the same with her step brother. For some reason she couldn't.

Casey went to her room, and went onto her computer. She logged onto her journal/diary software.

So far, I love being around Derek. I am suddenly starting to notice things I did not before. His after shave bottle in the bathroom. The smell of his after shave. The way he walks. The way he speaks. This is going fast, but I do not care. Sometimes it even seems too slow. I just do not know if he similar feelings. I do not think I could ever tell him. But for right now, being around him, is bliss. This is all I need for right now.

I think, Casey added to herself. She shut down the computer, And went to go get ready for bed. There was something wrong though. She wanted to talk to Derek more. The 45 minuttes doing dishes was not enough. Oh, well. There is nothing I can do about it now. It is too late.

Derek went to his room heavenly hour with Casey. He sat down, and thought about what had happened. Casey is different then I have thought her to be for the past years. She is flawless. I am starting to notice stuff about her. Derek thought comprehending more and more that like it or not, he was starting to love Casey. The way she types. The way she moves. The way she dresses. The cocoa butter lotion she uses. Everything is perfect.

Derek went to go get ready for bed. But he felt incomplete. I wish I could talk to Casey a little longer tonight. But it's too late.

When Derek walked out of the bathroom, he noticed Casey comeing back from getting a glass of water. He could tell because her lips were still wet. They both stopped and glanced at eachother. Casey was in her pajama's. A nice form fitted shirt that said "Sleep tight" with a sparkly cloud all around it, and some shorts. Derek Duly noted this.

Derek was in his pajama bottems. He had no shirt on tonight. Casey duly noted this.

"Hey", he whispered, as to not wake up anyone.

"Hi", she responded, whispering just like Derek, except shyly.

They were both thinking the same thing. But both did not say anything. Casey finally bit the bullet.

"Do you wanna come in my room for a little while. I am not very tired."

"Yeah, me either."

They both walked over to Casey's room. Casey had underwear on the floor. She quickly pushed it under the bed.

Derek sat down on the bed. Casey was going to sit there, but was not sure now. Would it seem a little awkward? I am probably just makeing a big deal. She sat down beside him. Nope, it feels weird.

However, they were both secretly estatic.

Somehow they found a way to start a conversation. One led to another and another. They talked about school, life, kids at school, their family, anything they could strike up a conversation about. They changed multiple locations in Casey's room. She layed down on the bed. He sat in the chair. She sat on the chair. He sat on the floor. Finally, she layed down on the bed sleepily, and he layed down sleepily too.

They just layed in silence for a little bit. Casey looked at him. Derek protended not to notice. He looked straight ahead like he was deep in thought. Casey stared at the wall, and let Derek do the same. It was still silent.

"What time is it anyways?" Casey leaned over him, and looked at her alarm clock. "Whoa, Derek it is 3:00am!"

"Oops. Well we had a lot of things to cover." Derek said.

"What do you mean "cover"?" Casey said in surprise.

"Oh, well I just ment you know we talked about a lot of things."

"Oh." Casey said not hideing her dissipointment.

"Well I better get to bed."

She stood up too. "Um, yeah, sorry I think I talked you into a coma."

"No. You did not. It was great."

Derek wanted to kiss her goodnight, but decided not too. When will I then?

They both said goodnight and they both fell into a deep, content sleep.

A/N: Thanks for reading. Review if you like. I will be writeing the next chapter very soon. Please feel free to write down any suggestions for the next or upcomeing chapters. Thanks again.