A/N: This chapter is a little shorter than the others, but a lot of DASEY! So be prepared. Thanks to everyone who read, followed, favorited, and reviewed! You guys are amazing. I also want to apologize about the stereotypical Chinese woman! This wasn't meant to offend anyone! Please read and review!

xoxo, Alex!

Disclaimer: If I owned LWD, things would've been way different!

Casey threw her last bag into the back of The Prince. Her mother and George were talking with Derek at the doorway. They were very obviously laying down some ground rules. Casey had gotten the same talk moments before in the living room. The rules were pretty clear. There were to be no boys, or in Derek's case, girls. There was to be no fighting, bickering, pranking, or arguing. There was not going to be any leaving the lake unless an emergency. George had filled the tank, and he knew it would only take half a tank to get there and half a tank back. The only money they could have was Nora's credit card. That way they couldn't pay to fill the gas tank back up. They were expected to buy food, but that was it. Although, George had recommended kayaking, which would require renting a boat. Derek seemed to be getting it a lot harsher than Casey had, but that was because she could be trusted.

"Okay!" Derek snapped as his father droned on, "I get it! No girls! No fighting with Casey! No going places! No fun!"

Nora sighed, "We want you to have fun together."

"Sure." Derek laughed, clearly disbelieving that his keener of a step-sister could be any fun.

"Call us when you get there. The cabin is equipped with a land line." George instructed, before patting his son on the shoulder. Nora walked off to hug Casey good-bye. "I'm serious, Derek. This is for your own good."

Derek shook his dad off, "Bye."

Casey hugged her mom tightly. She hadn't been away from her longer than a week before. She felt like she was going to cry, but she swallowed the lump in her throat quickly. She didn't want to freak Derek out.

"We'll see each other soon." Her mom smiled, "I love you."

"Love you too," Casey choked out, climbing into the car.

Derek was already sitting in the driver's seat. He glanced at Casey, and his face paled. Her eyes were red, and she had started to sniffle.

"No," Derek warned, "Do not!"

Casey looked at him with disgust, "Shut up!"

He sighed and threw the car in reverse, backing out of the driveway. Casey waved to her mother and George standing on the doorstep. Derek didn't. He turned the radio on to some screeching man, and Casey sighed pulling out her book. He laughed, and she gave him the finger. He wasn't sure what he should do. Casey normally didn't react like that. She was always too mature. Derek decided to let her be, at least for the time being.

"What do you mean 'we're lost'?" Casey hissed, poking a finger in Derek's face. "You have a GPS."

"Well, the GPS is wrong! There's no way there is a cabin this deep in the woods!" Derek told her, slapping her finger away.

"Look, there's a drive way right there!" She pointed at a break in the trees.

Derek pulled in although he couldn't believe this was the place his dad and Nora had sent them. There was a sign at the end of the driveway that read, 'Daisy Cottages.'

"This is it," Casey sighed looking around at the dingy surroundings. The woods were dark and unforgiving. She grabbed on to Derek's arm instinctively.

"We aren't doing this for two weeks," He told her, looking at her nails digging into his arm.

She pulled away quickly, "Sorry,"

Derek pulled The Prince into a spot of the gravel driveway. There was a small cottage with a sign that said 'Club House." He sighed, if this was the clubhouse he could only imagine what their cabin looked like. Casey got out of the car first but quickly ran around to his side. It was getting dark, and she hated the dark. They strolled through the wooden doors huddled closely together. A small Chinese woman stood behind a counter, talking on the telephone.

The walked up to the desk, and the woman put down the phone.

"Mr. and Mrs. Venturi?" The tiny woman asked with a heavy accent.

Casey looked horrified, "No! I'm Casey McDonald."

"Yes, Mrs. Venturi!" She smiled, not understanding.

"We're not married," Derek tried to tell the lady, but she was going on and on about the happy couple.

"Happy couple stay in Daisy Cottage number three" She smiled, handing them a key and the map.

Casey put her hand on her forehead as Derek grabbed the key from the confused lady.

"Good night!" She called after them as Derek led Casey from the lodge.

She opened her mouth to speak, but he cut her off.

"We are never talking about that. Ever. I'm tired. You're tired. Let's drop it."

She only nodded as they climbed into the car. He'd expected more of an argument from her. She always wanted to discuss things. He followed the map up a couple of hills when they reached a cabin labeled 3. Casey was blown away by how big the cabin was. With a place like that, she might not even have to see Derek over the next two weeks. Derek was secretly thinking the same thing. The couple unpacked the bags and cooler that Nora had packed them and carried them into the cottage. Derek fondled around for the light switch before the light finally came on. The inside of the cabin left some to be desired. It was nice enough, but it didn't do the outside justice. Casey rushed in ahead of him, and for a few seconds, he couldn't figure out why. But, then it dawned on him. She was looking for the master bedroom.

"Casey!" He growled, tearing up the stairs after her.

He heard her triumphant laugh and knew she found it. He followed the sound of the giggle and walked into a gorgeous room.

"Absolutely not!" Casey warned as he started to come in. "I found it first."

"Come on, Case! I'm older!" Derek argued.

"By barely six months!" She chuckled.

"I'm the immature one," He grumbled, leaving Casey in the bedroom.

Casey smiled to herself. She finally beat Derek at something. She knew it shouldn't have felt as good as it did, but when it came to what Derek wanted, he usually got it. She remembered the last time the family had gone on vacation. They had traveled to Niagara Falls. The whole trip Derek got exactly what Casey had wanted. He only had done it to get under her skin, and now she was getting some payback. She felt guilty for being immature, but Derek deserved it. She unpacked her bags and stuffed some clothes in the closet and into a couple drawers. Then, she went in search of the phone. She heard Derek puttering around the kitchen and decided to stay clear of there. She wandered into the living room and glanced around for the telephone. It was sitting on an end table. She picked it up and dialed her mother's number.

Derek heard Casey in the living room talking to Nora. He laughed, knowing she'd most likely be on the phone forever. He continued making the sandwich he started. Casey sighed loudly in the other room. He tried to ignore her. He figured the trip would be more enjoyable for both of them if they just didn't acknowledge each other unless it was completely necessary. He'd chose a room on the complete opposite side of the cabin. He was angry that Casey took the nicest bedroom, but the others weren't that bad. He sat down at the kitchen table and ate his sandwich. He was wondering how he could keep himself entertained. He knew he could always prank Casey if he got too bored, but he didn't want to be in more trouble when he got home. He heard the phone click in the other room. Casey came into the kitchen.

"I'm taking a shower," She announced.

"Okay," He responded shrugging his shoulders.

Casey walked back out of the kitchen and up the stairs. She didn't know why she felt the need to inform Derek of her shower taking. Sometimes, she overshared information. She pushed the door open to her room and pulled a pair of pajamas out of one of the drawers. She grabbed a bag with her soap and other toiletries and went into the bathroom. The shower was easy enough to figure out, and she turned the hot water on without a problem. She quickly got undressed and hopped in. She was finally relaxed when she felt some climbing on her. She looked down and let out a blood curdling scream.

Derek took the stairs two at a time when he heard her scream. He barged into the bedroom and pushed open the bathroom door. Casey stood on the toilet, wrapped loosely in a towel.

"God, Casey! Get dressed!" He hissed, covering his eyes.

Casey had begun to hyperventilate, "There's a- a- a- snake!"

"No, there's not," Derek laughed, pulling her off the toilet. "You're ridiculous."

She clung to him, "Look!"

He sighed as she pressed her wet body closer to him. He pulled open the shower curtain and jumped back.

"Okay! That's a snake!" He said, backing away from the shower.

"Well," Casey said looking up at him, "Get it out!"

"Me? You get it out!" He told her as she loosened her grip on him.

"Der-ek!" She moaned.

He sighed, "Alright, alright. Let go of me!"

Casey broke away from him, and he slowly made his way back to the shower. She peered over his shoulder, gripping the back of his t-shirt. His body stiffened as he threw a towel over the long green snake. He bent over and picked up the moving towel. He thought about turning around and shoving it in Casey's face but thought better of it. She would only start screaming again. He carried it down the steps with a practically naked Casey following him. He reached the front door and swung it open. He was about to set it down when Casey stopped him.

"You can't just put it right outside the door," She warned.

Derek looked at her in disbelief, "And why the hell not?"
"If you put it there, it'll find a way to get back in the cabin!" She yelled.

"Okay!" Derek yelled back, taking the towel over to the woods. Then, he threw it as far as he could.

"Great," Casey muttered, "Now I only have one towel."

He looked at her, narrowing his eyes.

"Thanks," She sighed, trying to hug him. He was all too aware of her nakedness though.

"Go put some clothes on!" He growled.

She looked at him like he'd sprouted another head before climbing the stairs. Derek sat down on the couch and put his head in his hands. He tried to figure out why the picture of Casey in that towel was burnt into his head, but he already knew. He couldn't feel like this. Not for Casey. Not for her. He heard Casey coming down the stairs, but he didn't look up. She sat down next to him and flipped on the T.V. He could feel her staring at him, but he didn't say anything. Finally, she gave up and watched some old black and white movie. Eventually, he looked up and started watching too.

A little while later, he felt Casey's head fall on his shoulder. He looked over to see her eyes closed. She looked so peaceful. He found his eyes falling to her soft lips. He got the sudden urge to kiss her. He knew he should fight it, but he couldn't stop imagining how good her lips would feel on hers. He leaned in and placed a soft kiss on her lips. She didn't move. He sat back relieved. He knew he should carry her up to bed, but he wanted her to stay there. Just for a little while longer.

Casey woke up suddenly. The sun was shining in her eyes. She looked around and realized she was still in the living room. She picked up her head and almost screeched when she saw who she'd just been cuddling with. Derek's arm was still on her waist. His eyes were closed, and he was breathing heavily. Casey didn't know whether or not to pull away. It felt good laying there with Derek. Against her better judgment, she slipped out from under Derek's arm. His eyes fluttered, but he didn't move. She sighed with relief. Then, she headed into the kitchen. She looked out the window with awe. The sun looked beautiful on the lake. She sighed with content. She, suddenly, heard Derek moving around on the couch. She peeked her head into the living room and say him sitting up.

"Why did I kiss her? Why did I?" He muttered to himself as her jaw dropped.

A/N: Mwahahaha cliff-hanger. Don't worry, as long as people review, the next chapter will probably be up within the next could of days!