Author's Note: ANOTHER ONE!? Yes. haha Enjoy, even though I liked the last one better. haha. :-/

Only In The Movies

A life with Derek Fanfiction

Scene Fifteen

Disclaimer: I don't own it, that's about it. DUH.

"So, what's going on? Why have you and your band buddies been ignoring me? I mean I know I have a lot going on with my classes and everything but that is no reason to-"

"Whoa, whoa, whoa. Slow your roll, sister! You're just going to skip over what the heck just happened in the hallway about, oh I don't know, thirty seconds ago?!" Lily asked frantically. Casey fell silent. "I'm waiting."

"That was... my ex-boyfriend, Truman. He apparently thought he'd drop by on a surprise visit. We broke up before summer and he seems to think I still have some sort of feelings for him." Casey explained.

"Do you?"

"No." she answered quickly.

"Well..." Lily got up to stare out the peephole, "he didn't seem to get the hint. He's not too bright, is he?" Lily chuckled. Casey let out a laugh as well to agree with Lily.

"Your turn. Why have you been avoiding me?" Casey questioned.

Lily's smile faded, "Well... it's a bit complicated. What I can tell you is on October 27th you have to come to our first gig." Lily told her carefully.

"Of course I will," Casey spoke and Lily inwardly celebrated, but on the outside she just smiled, "But you can't just expect me to sit around and be ignored by De-" she stopped herself, "all of you." Casey continued, hoping Lily didn't catch the slip-up. (fat chance)

"What were you going to say there?" Lily's eyes brightened gleefully.

"Uh- I- just; just what I said." She stammered.

"Bad liar. You were going to say Derek, weren't you?" Lily questioned excitedly.

Casey sighed running her hands through her hair.

"You know, Derek does this when he's nervous. Of course, I had to pick up some of his mannerisms after living with him for so long." Another sigh.

"Casey, you know... you can tell me anything." Lily prodded cautiously.

"I know... but what if what I want to tell you ends up not being what I really feel?" Casey looked at her friend.

Lily saw the despair in her eyes; she could tell Casey was confused beyond comprehension and she needed to change that.

Lily opened her mouth to speak-

Crash.

And just like that... for the first time in a week, Casey saw Derek.

Who cares if he just flew through her dorm room door?

"Derek!" Casey screamed, rushing over to him as he lay on the ground atop the broken door, groaning in pain.

Lily looked at Sam who now appeared at the doorway with an obviously fidgety Truman in an headlock.

"What happened?!" Lily voiced angrily.

"Derek said something that Truman didn't like, so he shoved him through the door." Sam explained, obviously running out of patience. Casey gasped audibly and glared at Truman who was still wriggling to get out of Sam's grasp.

"Truman! What could Derek possibly have said to make you do such a thing?!" Casey asked as she continued sifting through Derek's hair soothingly.

Hearing Casey's question, Sam and Derek's eyes widened in fear.

"He said- mmphmmnnmphh" Sam covered Truman's mouth quickly.

"Uh- it's not important what I said, Case." Derek spoke with as much confidence as he could muster in his current state of distress.

"You know, you're right... because even though Derek is an obnoxious, lazy, egotistical jerk, he still doesn't deserve to be physically hurt." Casey said, still glaring at Truman.

"Right! -wait..." Derek interrupted himself.

Casey smiled adoringly at the boy laying in front of her briefly, before looking back at the object all of her anger was directed towards. "If you would please leave now Truman, that would be greatly appreciated. Let go of him, Sam." Casey directed. Sam did as he was told.

Unfortunately, Truman wasn't as cooperative. As she saw him step inside the room instead of leaving, she got up as quickly as possible.

"Casey, Please. Just listen-" He started but was cut off by the flying of her hand towards his face.

SMACK.

"Don't ever speak to me again." Her eyes hardened at him and he knew she was serious.

With one last glare at Derek, Truman turned around and left. There was a silence that lasted about a minute while everyone cooled down.

Casey bent back down next to Derek again, who was still sitting on the floor at this point. "Are you okay?" She asked cautiously, assessing whatever scratches she could see.

"I'm fine." He croaked, "totally worth it to see you slap the ugly right off of Truman's face. You have no idea how long I've waited for you to do that." He half-joked.

She gave a sigh of relief mixed with a light-hearted chuckle. "I can't believe I didn't see what a jerk he was earlier." Casey admitted, running a hand through his hair again.

Derek reveled in the feeling of Casey comforting him, her fingers in his hair. They stayed like that for a minute or so, not even realizing what exactly they were doing. Sam and Lily stared at Derek and Casey contently as they stared into each others eyes until it just got... boring.

"Ahem!" Lily feigned clearing her throat, "I'd hate to interrupt but... you don't have a door anymore, Casey." She pointed out. Casey gasped.

"Yeah, I'm aware of that because of the uncomfortable placement of the doorknob." Derek said, wincing. Casey's cheeks flushed a bit as he grabbed her shoulder for support in getting up.

What is wrong with me? This is Derek! She thought as she helped him to stand up.

"Whoa." He stated before wobbling backwards uncontrollably.

"Derek!" Casey shrieked as she caught him before he fell all the way to the ground. Sam rushed over to help Casey keep Derek on his feet.

"I got him, Case, don't worry." Sam informed her. She stepped back to let Sam take control of her step-brother. "D! Man; are you alright?" Sam asked as Derek's eyes fluttered open from their previous squinting position.

"'Course I am. You know me... always in control. Always." Derek stated slurring his confident words a bit.

"Dude. I'm talking you to the infirmary for the night. They can keep an eye on you, in case you have a concussion or something." Sam said firmly.

"Concussion?!" "Dude! I'm fine!" Casey and Derek said simultaneously.

"I don't care what you say, Derek. You're going; Now." Sam said, picking Derek up and throwing him over his shoulder. It would have been a lot harder to do if Derek had been fully conscious; but he wasn't. "And don't worry Casey, this loser will be okay."

Casey nodded as Sam left with a slightly conscious Derek waving back at them.

"So... I'm thinking; Derek will be in the nurse's all night. Why don't you sleep in his bed? You know Sam won't try anything funny." Casey pondered the thought for a minute.

"I guess that would be alright, and Rachel left earlier for the weekend. So first thing tomorrow I'll tell the residency adviser that I need a new door." Casey agreed.

"Great! I'll text Sam and tell him the plan." Lily smiled, "You get your stuff together and go on over to Sam's room. Don't fall asleep either, because I want to finish the conversation we were having before, because... it was just heatin' up!" She finished before leaving the room.

While Casey was waiting for Lily she decided to lay down. She hadn't realized just how bad of an idea it was to sleep in Derek's bed until she was in Derek's bed. Of course, she'd been in Derek's bed before but... wait- that's not right. Let's put it this way: She'd never actually been under his covers, submersed in his sheets. Oddly enough, it was way more comfortable, even with the clutter of his belongings threatening to suffocate her, than being in her own bed.

There was still something missing though. It wasn't until she tolled on her side and got a wafting breath of 'Derekscent', that she realized: It was him that was missing.

Oh man, was she in trouble...