Confrontation

Derek hoisted Casey into the air and carried her out to the car bridal style.

"Seriously?" Casey complained. "What are we, seventeen again?" (Sorry for the movie reference)

Derek just smiled as he put her down in front of his new car and opened up the passenger door still holding onto her wrist.

"You don't have to do that." Casey said grumpily slipping her arm out of Derek's grasp. "I don't see why we couldn't have discussed this at one of our places. Why do we have to go out to discuss it?"

"Because," Derek said slipping into the car himself. "If we are gonna plan out a special 5 year anniversary night for George and Nora, I thought we could at least have some... Dinner while we're at it."

Casey still didn't like the idea, but gave in.

"Who are you calling?" Derek asked barely taking his eyes off the road.

"Restaurants." Casey replied like it was obvious. "Since you just informed we were going out to plan this, I didn't have time to make reservations. Therefore, I am checking the usual restaurants to see if they have any free tables."

Derek chuckled to himself as Casey glared at him. "What's so funny?" She asked preparing her left arm to hit him.

"Nothing Case." Derek said eying her arm, ready to catch it if it swung in.

There weren't driving for long before Derek pulled into a parking lot Casey didn't recognize. "Where are we?" Casey asked

Derek didn't answer and just decided to park. That's when Casey noticed the sign.

"We are not going to a bar to discuss Nora and George's anniversary plans!" Casey yelled putting her foot down metaphorically.

"Relax Case." Derek replied, still in a chill mood. "It's a club, not a bar."

Casey remained in her seat with her arms crossed. Derek just chuckled to himself again like Casey was out of the loop.

"Do you really think that's gonna prevent you from coming in MacDonald?"

"Yes." Casey replied halfheartedly, not convinced herself.

Five minutes later Derek was seated across an elevated table from Casey with two waters in front of them waiting on a dish of chips and dip. Casey was still grumpy, but she was beginning to realize she never really had a choice.

"So do you think that we should book a private room at a restaurant." Casey said almost screaming. She could barely hear Derek over the music, even though he was only two feet away from her.

Derek ignored her previous question and stood up from his seat. Placing his arm out in front of him, palm up, he motioned for Casey to join him. Casey shook her head, determined to finish their planning. If they took care of business she might, just maybe, humor him. Defeated and not wanting to draw attention by picking Casey up again, he sat back down across from her mocking her by giving her his undivided attention; literally.

"Stop staring at me all creepy like." Casey scoffed as Derek leaned back in chair. "Look, I am gonna go to the Lady's room and when I get back we are gonna talk about this."

Derek just nodded nonchalantly as Casey got up and headed to the back.

Wiping her hands on her pants, Casey grimaced leaving the bathroom. No blow dryers, no paper towels! Casey thought shaking her head in disappointment. What a high end place. Just as Casey was walking up to her table, a tall blonde sat down in Casey's seat, making Derek sit up quickly. Casey hung back a bit and observed.

The girl was clearly flirting with him. What Casey couldn't decide was whether it was the constant hair flipping or arm graces that pushed it too far. Feeling a little territorial Casey stalked up to the blonde bimbo and tapped her on the shoulder lightly. The blonde turned around, gave Casey the most exaggerated eye roll and returned her attention back to Derek.

"Excuse me." Casey said coldly.

"What?" The blonde said heatedly.

"You're in my spot."

She just laughed lightly and went to turn back to Derek when Casey grabbed her shoulder and made her face her. This apparently was enough for the blonde, who, being taller than Casey, approached Casey with an aggressive stance.

"Look you dork. I don't even know why you are here, but he clearly isn't into you and way out of your league, so stop being so bothersome."

Up until this point, Derek had been chilling in his chair, but this last comment got to him. Casey just stood there blankly, a little taken back.

Casey stuttered as the blonde got closer to Casey, glaring down at her. Casey turned to Derek, but he wasn't in his chair anymore. Casey was in between crying and running for the door, when Derek's hand pulled on her shoulder and turned her around. One second Casey was staring up at the blonde and the next her eyes were closed and her head tilted back.

When Derek released her from the kiss, the sudden shock settled in and Casey looked from Derek to the disheveled blonde that had stepped back a few paces. With a jerk of her head the blonde stalked off leaving Casey and Derek alone at the table again. Derek looked surprisingly unfazed as he sat back down and began talking about the anniversary plans, but Casey was still at loss of words.

"Spacey?" Derek said waving his hand inf front of Casey's face. "Earth to Spacey. Houston we have a problem." He recited as Casey finally clued in.

"What was that?" Casey eventually spoke up cutting Derek off again as he trailed on about his dad and Nora's dinner.

"Don't stress it too much." Derek said. "That's usually how girls act after they've fallen for the Venturi charm."

Casey shook her head before reaching across the table and slapping his arm forcefully. "Don't get full of yourself or that ego of yours might slow you down."

"Never." He replied smiling devilishly back.

I have had that idea on my mind for a while and was deciding whether it would go in this Fanfiction or 'Dasey Inspired', but 'Dasey Inspired' has shorter stories, so I decided to put it here.