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DISCLAIMER
Life With Derek belongs to Canadian Television and Disney. The Mighty Ducks belongs to Disney. One character and some nicknames based off of One Tree Hill which belongs to Mark Schwahn and the CW. I only own the plot and characters you don't recognize. I'm going with the idea that though Derek was following Lucas' career, he's just recently gotten into following the junior games which is why he's not as familiar with Greg and Holly as he is with Lucas.
"So, I guess you wanna get back to school," Derek said when they were in the car.
"No. I told you take me home, Derek. And I meant it," Casey responded.
"Casey---"
"Just do it." With a sigh, and a confused look at his stepsister, Derek did as he was told. Once they were back at home, Casey just went upstairs to her room and slammed the door shut. A few seconds later, loud music was heard blaring from her stereo. Then, she let herself get lost in the music. In his room, Derek spun around, trying to figure out what had just happened. Casey wasn't acting like herself. Aw, whatever. I don't care, he thought to himself and finally turned on his own music. Later that day, George and Nora came home.
"Casey! Derek! Get down here, now!" George shouted. Within moments, the two were downstairs.
"Okay, first of all, let me say: it was her idea," Derek said quickly. Their parents fixed him with a glare.
"What's the big deal? So we ditched," Casey shrugged.
"Casey, this is a very serious. I'm surprised at you," George said.
"Serious? We ditched one time," Casey scoffed.
"Casey, this isn't like you," George continued.
"Oh, how would you know? You're just my stepfather,"
"Cassandra Elaine MacDonald, go to your room. You're grounded," Nora snapped.
"Whatever. This is so lame," Casey huffed. Then, she went back upstairs. Meanwhile, at their hotel, Lucas was busy trying to track down Casey on a computer.
"Lucas…what are you doing?" one of his friends, Greg Knox, asked as he and another of their friends, Holly Bride, walked up.
"Working on the computer," Lucas answered.
"Are you cyber-stalking Casey again?" Holly asked.
"I am not cyber-stalking her," Lucas protested. "I'm just---looking after her."
"Lucas---"
"Hey! For a long time, we were "Boyfriend and Pretty Girl" and "Girlfriend and Hot Boy"! I can't just give that up! I love Casey. I miss her." Then, "Hey! I found the house! Computer Wizard strikes again!" Holly and Greg rolled their eyes.
"So, what? You're gonna just show up at her house?" Holly queried.
"Yeah. She's always loved my spontaneity," Lucas grinned. Then, he took off.
"Oh, boy," Greg and Holly chorused.
"This is not going to end well, is it?" Greg wondered.
"Probably not," Holly answered. Taking his car, Lucas looked at the Map Quest directions and followed them until he reached his destination. When he got there, he stopped the engine and put the car into park. Then, he walked up to the door and knocked. He waited for a few minutes before the door was opened to reveal a boy about his age.
"Whoa. Dude, what are you doing here?" the boy asked excitedly.
"I take it you follow my career?" Lucas asked in amusement.
"Yeah, you're so good," the boy answered. Then, "Oh, sorry. Come on in." Lucas walked in. "I'm Derek, by the way," he told him.
"Nice to meet you. Is Casey here?" Lucas responded.
"What do you want to see her for?" Derek sneered.
"None of your business. Now is she here?" Lucas responded.
"Yeah, she's in her room. But she's grounded. So, you won't be able to see her," Derek told him. What is his fascination with Casey? he wondered. Yeah, that guy and girl had said that they had dated, but surely he wasn't really all that into her. After all, they had broken up. Just then, Nora came into the room.
"Lucas," she said.
"Hey, Nora. I---I know Casey's grounded, but can I---" he began to ask.
"Yeah, go ahead. Her mood can't get any worse," the woman told him. She then gave him the directions to her daughter's room. He went up the stairs and to the room, without knocking.
"Don't you remember how to knock?" Casey spat out.
"Could we please talk?" Lucas requested.
"Talk about what? I told you, Lucas: it's over," Casey insisted.
"Why? Why are you the only one who has a say in this? You think what happened didn't affect me?" Lucas questioned, his anger rising.
"You don't need me, Lucas! You're still whole!" she told him.
"Oh, and you're not?" he queried.
"You know I'm not," she answered. "Everything changed! I can't even play anymore!" Lucas sighed and ran his fingers through his hair.
"Case…just because you can't play hockey anymore, doesn't mean you're damaged," he reminded her.
"Well, that's what it feels like! I was good, Lucas! I was dang good, and then I had it stolen from me!" Lucas reached out to comfort her, but she began hitting him. Lucas didn't stop her, but instead let her beat on his chest.
"I gotcha. It's okay, Pretty Girl. I gotcha," he whispered, putting his arms around her.
"It's not fair! It's not fair! It's not fair!"
"I know. I know."
"I was good! I was good! I…was…good!"
"It's okay, Pretty Girl. Just let it out. I gotcha." Lucas just continued to hold Casey as she cried.
