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Chapter Seven- Mine
When Derek woke up to go to work the next day, Casey was still asleep.

Derek laid Casey's head gently on the bed, off his chest.

Casey's eyes fluttered open.

"Go back to sleep, Princess."

And Casey did just that.

Derek spent the morning with Sabrina about the fingerprints.

There was one small smudged fingerprint on the piece of paper, that belonged to the person's whose fingerprint had only appeared twice.

Casey woke up an hour after Derek left.

She got showered and changed into something inside her box of clothes.

She told the sixty-three year old maid that she was going to her parents and to tell Derek not to worry if he called to check up on her.

Then Casey dropped by Derek's office, leaving a note on his desk.

Said 'hi' to Katie, then heading to the house she lived in in her high school years.

Derek stopped by his desk before he went out for lunch.

He picked up the note that had his name written on it, and he could tell that Casey had left it by the hand-writing.

Derek unfolded the paper, and read the note.

I lost my virginity to Emma's father.

The paper slipped from Derek's hands, and fell on to the floor.

Derek's eyes were wide open, and a hand over his open mouth.

Flashback (This flashback isn't in this story)
"What would you name your kids?" Casey asked, as she helped Derek with his homework.

"If it was a girl...Emma. A boy? Sean. How about you?"

"For a girl, Madison. A boy, Carl."
End of Flashback

Flashback
"Well she never talks about it. It makes her uncomfortable, and sometimes makes her cry. It's so sad that Emma disappeared. Once when Emma had fallen badly off the monkey bars at school, and we were at the hospital, Casey was obviously crying, but she kept on saying that she couldn't lose Emma. That it was the one piece of him she had left, that wasn't just a photo, and that Emma meant the world to her."

"Were there any pictures of a specific guy in her house? I forgot to check last time."

"Well no... All photos are of Emma, her, family, and a few picture with me in them."

"Oh."

Derek walked over to the living room, where photos were placed. There was an image of Emma, Casey, and Emily together.

Emma looked familiar, but Derek couldn't place a finger about who she looked like.
End of Flashback

Flashback
"...Not so great. That's why I'm here. Do you guys know who the father of Emma is?" Derek asked.

George, Nora, Lizzie, and Edwin looked back and forth at each other, unsure of what to say.

"Okay... You guys do. Now who is he?"

"Um, Derek. ...We're not exactly in the position to tell you," Nora said, as she rolled the dice over the board.

"Okay," Derek said, then pulled out two fifties from his wallet, and turned to Edwin.

Holding the two bills up, he asked, "Edwin?"

Edwin stared at the money with wide tempted eyes.

Lizzie elbowed him in the ribs, and Edwin snapped out of his trance.

"Um, sorry bro. No can do," Edwin squeaked.

Derek took his time putting the money back in his wallet, hoping Edwin would crack, knowing that Edwin was staring at the money.

"She---"

Lizzie pulled Edwin's ear so hard that he fell over, "Ow!"

"Look, it's not that we don't want to tell you---" George started.

"I wanna tell---"

Lizzie had grabbed the Monopoly box's lid, and whacked Edwin with it over the head.

"Would you stop hurting me?!" Edwin yelled.

"It's just that we're not in the position to tell..." George finished.

Derek shrugged, and got up.

"Have you asked Casey?" Nora asked.

"She won't tell me," Derek said, putting on his jacket.

"That's not surprising," Edwin retorted, then turned to Lizzie.
End of Flashback

Flashback
"Why do you not want me to know so badly?" Derek said, sitting cross-legged in the middle of the king-sized bed, and pulling Casey next to him.

Casey rested her head on his shoulder, "Because you'll freak."
End of Flashback

Flashback
"Exactly. And I wanna know who the father is, so I'll find out."

"Tomorrow," Casey mumbled.

"Pardon?" Derek said, stroking her hair.
End of Flashback

"Derek, you okay?" Sabrina said waving her hand in his face.

Derek snapped out of his flashbacks, and ran a hand through his hair, "Shit. She was---is mine. Shit shit shit shit shit."

"Who's your's?" Sabrina asked.

Derek picked up the paper off the floor, ignoring Sabrina; he took his phone out of his pocket, then called his house.

Eveyone in the office was staring at him like he was mad... Which he was at the moment.

His maid answered.

"Hey Maria, is Casey still there?" Derek said quickly.

"No, she said she was going to her parent's. Then---"

But Derek had already hung up and was called his old house.

"Hel—"

"It's Derek. Is Casey there?" Derek said, cutting his dad off.

"No. She went shopping with Lizzie, Nora, and Mart---"

Derek was already dialing Nora's cell phone number.

"He---"

"Put Casey on the phone, Nora," Derek demanded.

"She went to the washroom, Derek. What's wrong?" Nora said nicely.

"I found out who's Emma's father."

"Aren't you happy? You're a father, Derek!" Nora said happily.

"Uh, no. Why would I be happy that my daughter's missing?" Derek said coldly.

Gasps filled the room.

"My dad has keys to my house. She can have dinner with you guys, then drop her off at my house," Derek said, then shut his cell phone.

He pulled out Emma's file.

The form that Casey had filled out was at the bottom of the folder, Derek took that out.

Derek looked at the first page.

Name: Emma Madison Venturi

Derek turned the page to the page that had to do with the parents.

Derek filled out his name, address, and number.

Then turned to the last page, and signed his name on the line that the other parent was suppose to sign.

Then put the form back.

The room was still in dead silence.

"Amanda, there's a fly on your head."

"Ahhhhhhh!"

And that broke the silence.

I wonder what'll happen at Derek's house... Hmmmm...