Author's Note!: Alright... here it is. For those of you who have not seen the spoilers for the series at all, I will spare you the details. I just feel like I'm on an emotional roller coaster that never ends haha. Anyways. With the spoilers, my story doesn't make much sense, but that is the great thing about fanfiction. Its FAN made. haha Therefore it can be what I want, WHEN I WANT IT. haha. Anyways! I am sorry for the long wait, but I just couldn't bring myself to finally type this out. It was completely written about a week ago. I just was too lazy and the spoilers were kind of getting me down. However the most recent spoiler got me back up, ridiculously high, in fact. HAHA. So here it is!

We Can Do This

A Life with Derek Fan Fiction

Chapter Three!:

You're Sure We Can Do This?! (Old Habits)

DISCLAIMER: I don't own Life with Derek, because if I did, these darn spoilers would be a lot freakin' better! haha

As if she was reading his mind, Casey appeared back into the room. He mentally sighed in relief. Its not that he hated Lily, but what could he say? First impressions say a lot about a person and Lily's impression had told him that she was nuts.

Derek looked Casey over from head to toe, all the while a ridiculous grin on his face. She was wearing tight fitting dark blue jeans and a teal scoop-neck long-sleeved shirt that made her eyes pop out vibrantly. Her hair was in waves that fell past her shoulders and seemed to accentuate some of her curves. (If you know what he means. Hey! He's still a guy!)

"Wow." He said and she beamed at him.

"Thanks." She started and her face fell, "I think." He chuckled and inched closer to her, wrapping his arms around her waist, forgetting that there was even anyone else in the room.

"You look amazing." He whispered into her ear, giving her goose bumps.

"Alright, stud. Let's get going. I guess I'll drive since you have no idea where you are going." She offered, grabbing his wrists were securely fastened to her hips and dragging him towards the door.

"Hey. I'm a man, of course I know where I'm going." He protested.

"Oh please." She started as she opened the door, "See you later, Lil!" She yelled before proceeding out of their dorm room.

"Have fun, lovebirds!" Lily replied just before the door shut.

Derek followed Casey to her car, a present from her father for being valedictorian of her graduating class. As they got into their respective seats, they buckled up and continued to sit in silence.

"So, this is like our first date, huh?" Derek asked, making the already awkward situation, even more awkward.

"Uh, yeah." She answered reluctantly, "But first dates are always so... stiff and odd, and its like... we've already known each other for so long, let's just pretend its not." She continued her neurotic explanation.

"Fine with me." He responded lightly. When Casey still hadn't started the car he started to get a little worried. "Case?" He offered and she jumped.

"Huh? What?" She replied nervously.

"Hey, calm down its just me. Where are we going to eat?" He tried to relax her.

"Oh, well... there is a nice little restaurant about twenty minutes away. I figured it would be good." She explained.

"Sounds perfect." He replied, rubbing her arm gently. She jumped at his touch and hurt flashed across his face.

"I'm sorry. I'm just really nervous all of a sudden." She explained once she saw his reaction.

"Its okay, but its just like you said... we've known each other for a long time, it hardly counts as a first date. Our feelings are already out in the open. I love you, remember?" He explained calmly.

"I love you too." She smiled and put a hand to his cheek lightly.

"Do you want me to drive?" He asked, "Seeing as you're all nervous and whatnot." He added.

She laughed loudly, "You think I'm going to let you drive my car after the many times you denied me from driving 'The Prince'?" She answered, now in hysterics.

"Hey! I let you drive The Prince... a few times." He argued playfully.

"Yeah a few... out of about a thousand! That hardly constitutes as enough for me to let you drive my car!"

"Psh! Like I'd want to drive your car anyways. It doesn't even have a name." He folded his arms across his chest childishly.

"For your information, she does too have a name!" She said confidently.

"Which is?" He raised his eyebrows and the confidence quickly faded from her posture as she looked away.

"I'm not telling you." She answered quietly.

"Because there isn't one, is there?" He smirked in defiance.

"Yes there is!" She yelled pointing at him, "But I can't tell you because you'll think I'm lame and unoriginal." She sat back in her chair in defeat.

"Oh, come on, Case. Its not like I don't think that already!" He smiled jokingly. She gasped and hit his chest, fighting back the smile that wanted to pop onto her face.

"Kidding!" He put his hands up in defense. "But really; just tell me what it is. I won't make fun of you." He said.

She snorted in disbelief, "You? Not make fun of me? Please, its what you live for." She answered.

He put a hand to his chest in mock disappointment, "I'm hurt."

"Oh, shut up." She smiled, "But if you must know... her name is princess." She offered.

He held back a bit of laughter at the cliche name. "Well, that's not... that bad." He closed his eyes so he felt like he wasn't directly lying to her.

"Stop lying. I can always tell when you are. But its more than just the girl version of your car's name. Don't you remember it was just about the first 'nickname' you ever gave me?" She said putting air quotes around the word, 'nickname'.

He thought hard about this but remembered the incident where the 'rents had offered to fix up the basement and she protested. He smiled at the memory as she started to talk again.

"I was complaining about having to living in the basement and you said, 'can-" She started but was interrupted by Derek.

"Can we say 'princess'?" He started, and it brought Casey way back. He had said it the exact same way as he had done a few years before. "Yes, I remember, Spacey." He smiled at her an pinched her cheek. To this action she rolled her eyes, Yep. Still the same old Derek. She thought.

"Yeah, well as much as I hate it when you call me that; its still kind of cute." She explained.

"Well, that's me in a nutshell: cute." He smirked.

"Okay, enough of that... we're leaving." She said, making a move to finally start the car. As she reached the keys, she felt a hand on hers. Immediately she glanced at the owner of the hand in confusion, ignoring the tingling sensation she felt on the area where his hand had touched hers. She saw the ridiculous smirk on his face once again. Oh, that can't be good. She thought.

"Here..." He started, now grabbing the keys that were in the ignition, "At least let me turn the princess on." He chuckled in a raspy voice at the double-meaning.

Casey froze momentarily in her spot. He face flushed as she moved her hand from the keys into her lap. Derek turned the keys and started the car before sitting back in his seat.

This is way better than the old way of getting her riled up, He thought as he turned his head to look at a very still Casey.

"Case? You okay?" Smirk still in place.

"What? Oh, yeah... great." She replied mindlessly. She shook her head quickly, trying to rid herself of the feeling that Derek had given her. Once she had seemed to compose herself again, she pulled out of the parking space, finally, and started driving to the aforementioned restaurant.

Once they got to the restaurant, Derek jumped out of the car and ran to the other side to open her door. Surprised, she gave him her hand and he pulled her out of her seat.

"You are Derek Venturi, right?" She teased and he rolled his eyes.

"I'm sorry. Would you like me to be less polite? Because you of all people know I can be." He answered, smiling all the while.

Chuckling they both entered the restaurant and seated themselves at a cozy booth. Derek looked around in curiosity. This place looked vaguely like Smelly Nelly's except a bit smaller. Casey picked up the menu and started reading it.

Derek's eyes wandered around his environment and stopped on an attractive young woman who seemed to be waiting on an old married couple. (He was still Derek Venturi, after all.)

His eyes roamed her body silently, (or so he thought) before he felt a WHACK! on his forehead.

"Der-ek!" Casey reprimanded him.

"What did I do?" He asked innocently.

"Oh, like you don't know! You were ogling that waitress!" She explained.

He gasped in mock surprise, "Casey!" He started, "I cannot believe you think I would do that right in front of you!" He replied.

"Oh, please!" She said, rolling her eyes and leaning back into her side of the booth. She was only there for a second when a thought hit her and she shot back forward again raising an accusatory finger at him. "But you'd do it not right in front of me?" She asked frantically.

Derek grabbed her hand and rubbed it gently. "Casey... you know I love you and I'd never do anything to hurt you or to screw this up. I've been waiting too long for this to finally happen." He told her in all seriousness. The look in his eyes told her that he was being truthful.

She gave a half smile, not meaning to be insincere. She just was still upset that he was eye-raping another girl to begin with.

"I just don't appreciate you ignoring that I am even here too look at some girl, who may be prettier than me, yes... but-" She started and he stopped her.

"Hey! No. Don't say that. No one, and I mean no one... is more beautiful than you are. Just ignore my idiocy. You know I'm not good at this type of stuff. Sally was my only steady girlfriend, and that isn't saying much, you know?" He replied, grabbing her hand to reassure her.

"Yeah, I know. But that's what I am here for. I just have to make sure you know when you're being an egotistical, selfish, vain, self-righteous, arrogant-"

"Yeah." He started, wincing at the amount of insults, "I think I get it, Klutzilla." He finished. She smiled sheepishly at him.

"Sorry... I get a little carried away when insulting you. Old habits, right?" She laughed.

"Here's to old habits, dying hard." He said, raising his glass of complimentary water that the waitress had somehow delivered without the noticing. Casey raised her glass in return. After clanking their glasses and taking a sip, they both leaned forward over the table and shared a peck on the lips.

I definitely could get used to this, Derek thought as he looked at Casey who was contently reading the menu once again.

Author's note!: I know, this chapter is crap, thank you for noticing!! haha. I don't know why, but it was just plain HORRIBLE. But thanks to those of you who like Lily, I made her up... Kind of. Alright, she's practically me! haha Other than the actually story behind her. I don't have a step-brother/boyfriend. I don't even have a regular boyfriend. haha She just looks like me, except I believe she'd be a bit skinnier. haha ANYWAYS. I am trying to make her act like me? Like really? If I saw Michael Seater at my door, I think I may just scream and slam the door in his face. But that is besides the point. THE POINT IS!: Be on the lookout for my NEW fan fiction. (No this one isn't over yet... but I'm still posting a new one) Its basically my version of what the Life with Derek movie should be, INCLUDING the spoilers. So if you haven't been spoiled yet, and don't wish to be, then stay away from my new fan fic. It's going to be called, "Only in the Movies". Thanks peeps! Review, if you'd like!