Okay, a third chapter. I'm working on spouting out as many new chapters as I can on my stories. Maybe even start a couple new ones! I've got SO many ideas. I'm serious. It's hard. It's taking a lot of self control to not start thirty new stories! Because I literally could. I have that many story plans! Anyway, I hope you like.

Enjoy!

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Casey's eyes slowly fluttered open. She was dizzy, and her head was pounding in a very extreme fashion. Everything was a little blurry, but when things came into focus a little more she realized she was in a hospital room, on a hospital bed.

Hospital? Casey sat straight up. Oh my God. She thought, as everything that had happened flooded back to her. She was completely freaked out, and didn't know what to do.

Derek! What about Derek! God, I hope that he's okay...

That's when Lizzie entered her room. Lizzie took one look, and saw her pale sister, and yelled, "Mom! Mom! Casey's up!" Before rushing toward her sister.

"Oh my God, I was so worried!"

Then Casey's mother rushed in. She didn't say anything. She just grabbed Casey and hugged her.

"Ow, ow. Ow." Casey said. Her mom had her arm wrapped around the gash in her arm. She had completely forgotten about it.

"Oh, I'm sorry sweetheart." Nora said, brushing some hair out of her daughter's eyes.

"It's no problem. Where's Derek?" Casey asked quickly.

"What?"

"Derek? Is he okay? He's okay, right?" Casey asked.

"Yes, he's fine. We were just in there. Derek woke up not too long ago. Luckily the knife didn't go very far, so it wasn't very hard to treat."

"Thank God. Where's George, and Marti, and Edwin?"

"George took them home. Marti was falling asleep."

"Oh. Well, do I have to stay here. Derek too?"

"I'm sorry honey, the doctors want to keep you both here, overnight. Him with his stab wound, and they're still checking to see if you have a concussion."

"Oh, it's okay. You guys can go home. I'll be fine. I just want to go see Derek."

"Are you sure? We can stay longer."

"No. I'll be fine. I'm sure you guys are exhausted too. I'll see you guys tomorrow."

"Okay, bye sweetheart. I'm so glad you're all right." Nora said.

Lizzie leaned in to give Casey another hug, and whispered, "I'm so proud that you're my sister and Derek's my step-brother. You guys are heroes! See you tomorrow. I love you."

Then Nora and Lizzie walked out of the room waving goodbye.

Casey lied back down and put her hand over her forehead.

"Ow." Casey said out loud. There must be a bruise or a cut on my forehead from where I got hit with the knife. Casey realized.

Casey lied there for a while, the wheels turning in her head.

I can't believe that just happened...but it did. I-Derek and I saved someone! And..and I dreamed it all! I saw it happen before it did! How is this possible? How...how...was it a premonition? I mean, I never...wow...

Casey was tired but she was still happy that she had helped save someone. But she still had this horrible feeling twisting in her stomach. Yes, she had seen something happen before it did. But it was something bad. Something dangerous. Very dangerous. She and Derek had almost been killed. And she had a sinking feeling that thing's had been irreversibly changed in her life, and that there was no going back.

I hope this isn't going to be a regular thing, because I don't think I could handle that.

After a little more laying down, Casey sat up, and headed for the door. She needed to find Derek.

She stepped out of her room, and walked around a bit. It didn't take her long to find Derek's room, since it wasn't very far from her own.

She stepped in, and her heart dropped when she saw him. Not because of the way he looked. But just because she felt so awful for pulling him into this.

"Casey!" he said when he saw her. He actually sounded happy to see her. And she was definitely happy to see him. For some strange reason.

She walked over to his bed and sat on the edge near him. She leaned down and gave him a small hug, making sure not to touch where he had been stabbed. And that's when the tears started.

Casey thought she might cry, but when she had walked into the room she didn't feel like she was going to burst. Then she hugged him, and now the tears were uncontrollable.

"I-I'm s-so s-s-sorry!" Casey managed to say through all of her tears.

"Case. Case, no. I'm okay! And you're okay! And the guy, the guy you saved is okay!"

"I d-didn't s-save him. You did." Casey said.

"You went after the guys. You did!"

"W-why are you being s-so nice?"

"Do you really think I'm that much of a jerk? To be mean after you almost died to save someone. Saved me."

"I-I guess not. It's just different." Casey chuckled, wiping tears from her eyes.

After a minute of sitting together in Derek's hospital bed, Derek said,"Case, tell me the truth. What happened today. You were so weird this morning. And then you were even more freaked when you knocked into that boy. The boy that you later saved. Something was going on, and I want to know."

Casey played with her cuticles for a moment, not looking at Derek. And when she did look up, there was so many emotions in her eyes. They were red, and still looked like a few tears would topple from them. But they were also filled with fear and confusion.

"Case. What is it?"

And that's when Casey told him. She explained it all to him. The dream, and how it was what as on her mind that morning. And how she freaked when she knocked into the boy because he had been in her dream. How she rushed into the parking lot after school, fearing that she knew what was about to happen. Casey told him everything.

Derek listened quietly. When Casey was finished, he didn't look any different from when she had begun. He didn't look at her like she was crazy. He didn't laugh. He didn't do anything. And then he looked at her, more serious than Casey had ever seen.

"Well. That just makes you even more special than you were before. And that's not an insult, or an insult within a compliment. It's completely real."

For some reason Casey burst out laughing. She leaned forward and hugged Derek again. Mostly because she was glad that he hadn't called the nurses to drag her to the psychiatric ward.

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Okay, not that great. Kind of fluffy, I guess. But it's an update, right? So it's better than nothing. I will work harder next time! PLEASE review!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Love.

-Tarryn