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Crimson and Chrome 42: Here's more.

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Belongs to Canadian Television and Disney. I only own the plot.

When her tirade was over, the room was a completely wrecked.

"Wow. You've always moved fast," Nick whistled. Casey just glared, but said nothing. "Feel better?" he queried. She shrugged and nodded. "Ah. Kind of, but not really," he deduced.

"You know me so well," she commented.

"Of course. You're my twin," he said. She smiled softly. "So, what do you want to do about Derek?" he questioned.

"I meant what I said back there, Nicky. Derek's dead to me now," she told him.

"Okay," he agreed. He ran his fingers through his hair. Man, this is so messed up, he thought to himself. But he could understand where Casey was coming from. Heck, he'd do the same for her. Then, "As a change of topic, I think we better clean the room." Casey chuckled.

"Yeah, Mom wouldn't be too happy with this," she agreed. Then, they went to work on the room. Meanwhile, Marti had roped Derek into once again playing dress up. Though he loathed the girly game, he was usually able to put on a good face for his younger sister. This time however, he was noticeably unhappy.

"Smerek! You're not paying attention!" Marti complained.

"Sorry, Smarti. Guess I'm just a little preoccupied 'cuz I'm fighting with Casey," Derek told her.

"What'd you do now?" Marti questioned.

"She didn't like the way I was treating her brother," Derek answered.

"Can't really blame her. Nick's been really cool and you've been nothing but mean," Marti pointed out.

"Marti---" Derek began to say.

"Look, I get that you wanna protect me and Edwin, but you've gotta trust Casey," Marti interrupted. Derek sighed. He knew Marti was right, but how could he make it up to Casey when she wasn't even speaking to him? How did he convince her to give him another chance? He sighed and continued playing with his sister. It was a couple of hours later that Nick and Casey got their room back together. Nick yawned and stretched.

"Long day, huh?" his sister asked. He nodded. "Come on, then. Let's get some sleep. Or…try to at least," she suggested. He looked at her.

"What?"

"I know you had a nightmare last night. I heard you."

"Sorry for waking you." She shook her head.

"Don't worry about it." They got into their bed. It only took a few minutes for Casey to fall asleep, but Nick just stared into the blackness. A few minutes later, he shifted slowly as to not wake Casey. Then, he sighed and drifted into a troubled sleep. Some time later, he began to toss and turn.

"No," he said. He moaned. "No," he said again. With a sigh, Casey awoke.

"Nicky," she said. His tossing and turning became more frantic. "Nick---Nicky," she said, grabbing his wrists to stop his flailing. His breathing became labored. "Nick, Nicky, wake up," she said. He let out a cry and bolted up, nearly knocking his sister to the ground. "Hey, it's okay. It's okay. Good Twin's here," she assured, smoothing back his hair, an old habit they had established as kids when they were comforting the other.

"Sorry," he apologized.

"You all right?" He nodded. "You want to talk about it?" He shook his head. "You think you can sleep?"

"I can try."

"Okay. Then, she gently pushed him back in the bed and started humming softly. Within moments, he had fallen back to sleep. What had happened to him in there? she wondered as she watched her brother. It was a long time before she fell back asleep.