Disclaimer: we do not own lwd.

Premonition

Chapter four: Fallen

The game was in its final period, both teams tied at fifteen. Derek and his teammates had taken a beating from the other team; that weren't one for playing fair. Derek took in a breath and looked at his teammates, there was time left on the clock for one play, it was go time. They knew what needed to be done, and all nodded to Derek. The buzzer sounded, and the puck was dropped, immediately, Derek took control of it. He gracefully avoided the large bodies that came crashing towards him. He slid up close to the goal; ice shavings flew up, his eyes locked with the goalies. Derek gripped his hockey stick tightly, swung back, and hit the puck.

The crowd held their breath as the puck shot straight for the goal. Everything seemed to be in slow motion. The goalie moved to block it, however, he was unable to. The puck slid right under him and touched the net just as the clock ran out. The crowd broke out into a loud cheer. Derek's team came skating up to him with happy, sweat- dripping, faces.

The losing team skated off into the corner to sulk. Everyone started complaining about the loss. One, in particular, was staring directly at Derek. His name was Mick Thompson, jersey number twelve; the referee had been penalizing him all night. He was steaming with anger, and Derek's teammate's happy cheers weren't helping. Anger kept intensifying, and before he knew it, he was skating towards Derek.

"Hey Mick, what are you doing?" Called out one of his teammates. Mick ignored him and kept going.

Derek was too caught up in his victory to notice Mick coming toward him.

Up in the stands, Casey's eyes were wondering around the arena, taking everything in. Everyone in the stands were all standing and cheering for Derek. The teammates were all gathered around Derek, slapping him on the back and congratulating him. Just then however, her eyes locked onto the hockey player coming towards Derek. She raised her eyebrow at him, wondering what he was doing. He just smirked at her and steadily moved forward- his eyes now away from hers, and straight on Derek's form. Curiosity and worry immediately reached her mind, she wanted to shout out to him to watch out...unfortunately, he wouldn't be able to hear her with all of the noise going on.

Derek was enjoying being the center of attention; he always did. He wore a huge smile as he scanned the audience, hearing his name being chanted over and over. His eyes locked onto Casey. She had a worried look on her face that made him uncomfortable. The feeling of someone coming towards him grew deep in his spine. He turned around; his eyes widened as he saw Mick coming at him like a bull. His body was frozen in place. He knew to move, his brain was screaming at him to move, but he couldn't. Everything around him seemed to freeze He could hear the distorted, muffled sounds of his team members yelling, "What the hell are you doing?"

Derek took in a breath of air, awaiting impact. Mick's body made contact with Derek's, and they both went falling to the ground. Mick's entire weight crashed into Derek, and he hit the ground hard. A single shock and an enormous amount of pain shot through his entire body, and then... everything went black.

George gasped at the sight of his son's falling body. He immediately jumped out his seat, and ran to Derek. Nora fumbled through her purse trying to find her cell phone, so she could call 911. Edwin and Lizzie were panicking, but doing their best to control Marti. Casey was speechless, eyes wide open.

Cassie's looked straight at Derek's fallen body; a slight grin creased her face. Everyone was running around like headless chickens, she however, was calm. It's not like she didn't know this was going to happen.

"Perfect," she muttered under her breath. She got up from her seat, before anyone noticed her, and quietly left, she took a quick glance at Casey and smiled.

The click, click, from her heels echoed through the hall. It was dark, and the hallway had a slight ominous feel to it, the sort of feeling that would make the hairs on the back of your neck stand up. Not to Cassie. This was Cassie's element, this is what she loved, darkness. She walked passed Derek's locker, and paused, another smile coming onto her face.

It's all happening, as it should, she thought to herself.

The loud sirens from the ambulance could be heard from down the street, she decided to leave through the side exit. The cold crisp air caught her face as she walked out; she inhaled deeply. The smell of winter was refreshing.

"See you in three days, my darling Derek," she blew a kiss behind her, and continued walking.

Casey looked in shock as people crowded around Derek, the ambulance would be coming soon and now they were trying to get Derek to breathe. Casey was still in the stands, taking everything in. She couldn't believe how quick it all had happened. One minute, everyone was crowded around Derek, congratulating him and then the next they were all screaming in terror as Mick Thompson's body crashed into him, sending him flying hard to the floor. Casey couldn't really see Derek, being up in the stands. All she knew was that it was bad. She could make out a doctor, who had come from the audience to help, still trying to get him to breathe. George and Nora were both down there. As for Lizzie and Edwin and Marti, Casey didn't know where they went. They were no longer with her; she didn't even see them leave.

The ambulance was running into the building now, she could see them trying to get everyone out of the way as they tried to get to Derek, who still lay there unconscious. Casey willed herself to get down there, with her family, but it seemed like she was paralyzed. She wanted to ride along with Derek, wanted to see if everything was okay. She just couldn't move!

Next thing Casey knew, they were taking him away, George was going with them and then… he was gone.