AN: Well here I go writing the next Chapter because I'm in need to clear my head. I've had a rough day so please excuse any Mistakes I make regarding this Chapter... Oh and one more thing.. Can you please be a tiny bit more creative with you're reviews? The „Please write more" Reviews are starting to get on my nerves a bit. Sorry like I've said I've had a rough day. -Keisha

Chapter 8 „Getting a glimpse of Derek's life"

Derek's POV

It's getting close to 10am when I finally shut off the TV having watched enough Episodes of Grey's Anatomy to last me a lifetime. Who thought up that stuff? It's highly addicting if I cared about Doctors and their life's... Which I seriously don't... Well, maybe except for one Doctor that is. She is currently sitting on the couch beside me and is watching the TV with a hawks eyes. Jeesh, what's it with Girls and this show? I don't get it... I mean she is a freaking Doctor, why does she need to watch a stupid serial about Doctors who tend to get into life-threatening situations?

Casey's POV

I'm finally relaxing a little tough I'm still thinking about my home and my cat. What if Steven has already been there? What if he killed just to send some stupid message... I need to focus and right now Meredith Grey has her hands inside a man while there's a bomb in the hospital... My mind starts drifting towards Steven tough. I mean I knew him, or at least I thought I knew all about him... We went to Medical school, together... We even worked at the same hospital. I thought he was a friend. We talked about everything... He asked me out on a date once, that didn't really work out because we weren't really interested in each other that way...but I'd thought everything was fine about us... I guess he took the death of his brother a bit too hard. He never really told me just how Andrew died tough...I guess I can ask Derek about it, now.' „Derek, why and how did Andrew die?" I ask.

Derek's POV

I startle a bit when Casey voices her question. „You want to know how Andrew died? Why?" I inquire. „Because then I might be able to figure out how the Steven I knew turned into a person ready to kill. Not only you, but probably me as well..." She trails off not really finishing her sentence and I look over at her. Sitting on the sofa beside me. She's not really watching the show any longer but is lost deep in thought. „Andrew killed himself. We couldn't really explain his death to ourselves even if we'd found a suicide note on the scene." I explain.

Casey's POV

I nod as I understand what must have happened. 'Andrew Mershings must have killed himself because of the guilt. He must have been working with the people who'd invented the „Arrow" Bullet and who are probably still selling it to people who are aiming to kill... Andrew must have started to work with them, keeping them from being discovered by the local authorities like Derek. Probably the organization he'd been working with didn't want to let him go, so he saw no other way of getting out from it all. That's really sad.'

Derek's POV

Casey is deep in thought and I'm curious. „Hey, Space-Case what are you thinking about?"

I ask looking at her. „Oh, I was just thinking about Steven and his brother and why he tried to kill us." She answers nonchalantly as if she was talking about the weather.' She isn't as freaked as I'd thought. So she is trying to put the pieces together just like I've been doing.

I don't know much about this Steven-Guy other than the way he looks like and that he tried killing me and didn't succeed in doing so, which I'm grateful for, mind you but I'd still like to know why. Sure, I've already pieced myself together the story about the why, but I'm not 100% sure that I'm right...' „What do you think?" I ask genuinely wanting to know.

I relax into the recliner and look at her. Her eyes are still glued to the screen.

Casey's POV

„I'm guessing I know why Steven tried to murder us. He loved his elder brother to pieces. Andrew was and probably still is Steven's hero. That Andrew killed himself after he started to work with the bad guys, whoever they might be, seriously threw Steven off the road.

He started planning his revenge and since he already knew me, he befriended me to get closer to you. I don't know what exactly he'd been planning and for how long he's been plotting things but I guess that was his sole reason for befriending me in the first place.

He knew of our relation to each other and tried getting to you through me." I explain. „I'm not really sure when he actually started to plot, if it was immediately after he discovered his brother's death or if it was after that...but I know now that he wasn't really a friend." I sigh.

„He'd just been trying to get to you through me. His intentions got clear when you came crashing into the hospital. He'd probably been planning to kill you by moving around the bullet inside you. I don't think it was an accident that you were discovered and shot by these people. It might have been planned all along. They just let you stick close enough to feed the police probably false information and then you were planned to die by Steven's hands. Technically the information you actually got from you're mission might have a tiny chance of being real. You were planned to die, after all." I am thinking out loud now.

Derek's POV

'Damn, I must give her credit. She's really thinking about this and has got more figured out than I do. I never suspected that they'd been planning on killing me like that. I thought that I got out of there alive was thanks to my skill and training. They did make it seem like that... But it had all been planned already. She is right... The whole report I put together on the „Arrow" could be wrong. It does have chances of being right... But no one can tell... It's time we get to the office and it's time that Superintendent Carlson get's to know the whole story.' „Shall we get going Casey?" I ask and she seems to come out of her stupor.

„Yes, Derek maybe we could pass by my house, too after the talk if it's deemed safe and get a bit of my stuff moved here. I still need to call home and the Hospital. It's not like me not to turn up on work. They are probably worried with the shooting and the fire-alarm being pulled. I doubt Steven stayed around to explain thing's." Casey explains and I agree with her on that wholeheartedly.

We make our way to the Headquarters mostly in silence, other than the radio nothing can be heard. Even Ann isn't shooting out suggestions like she usually does. She seems to pick up on tense atmosphere around us. When we reach the parking lot we silently get out of the car and I make my way to the elevators. The usual scan is done and I am welcomed in by Sandy. „Good day Staff Sargent Venturi, you are unusually late, today. Good Day Ms. McDonald and welcome to Toronto Police Headquarters. A Visitors Pass has been issued for you're stay and can be picked up once you've left the elevator to you're right. Please enjoy you're stay. You're time of entry has been noted Staff Sargent Venturi." I merely roll my eyes at Sandy while Casey's looking at me. „So, that's where Annie's from." She says. „Yea. Working for the force sure has it's perks." I answer with a grin as we get out of the elevators and I hand her the Visitor's pass.

She clips it on and I lead her to the Superintends office and knock on the door politely. „Come in" His gruff voice is heard. „Good morning, Sir. I bought my Step-Sister in for the Interview. Casey, this is Superintendent Carlson, Sir meet my Step-Sister Casey McDonald." I make the introductions while Casey scrutinizes the man in front of her.

Casey's POV

I can feel how Derek tensed up as we enter this office. He seems to hold a great deal of respect towards the older man. I look at him, he seems to be in his early forties, with a balding and silver haired head and is looking at me through thinly rimmed gold glasses with smart blue eyes. He is a bit fat, but that fat seems to come from the age and maybe a form diabetes and not from laziness. He sure must have been strong and burly in his younger years.

„Hello, I'm Casey McDonald, pleased to meet you, Sir. Tough the circumstances aren't all that great." I say as he takes my hand in his with a surprisingly strong grip. 'The fat doesn't hinder his movements...it's just an appearance to mislead potential threats.' I observe. „Pleased to meet you as well, dear. Tough the circumstances could surely be nicer. Please have a seat you two." He says in his gruff voice which probably stems from smoking cigarettes for the better part of his lifetime. I note that his hand's have callus and are yellowed by the nicotine.

„I have read about you're misfortunes at the hospital. It seems that the organization we sent you're step-brother in to investigate perceives you as a threat now, too and from what I know they are willing to go over dead-bodies." He says. „Yes, Sir I gathered as much." I don't mean to sound defensive but something just irks me about him., I scrunch my nose at his smell „Casey." Derek hisses at me.

„Oh don't bother Venturi. It seems Ms McDonald dislikes the way I smell. Cigars are every man's friend and enemy." He laughs and I smile just to be polite. Something doesn't sit right with me but I'm probably just being paranoid. Derek seems to care a great deal for this man so I should probably just let it go. „It's fine, Sir. What's going to happen now? I gathered as much that I will no longer be able to work in the Victoria Hospital like I used to and will probably have to go into hiding, by what Derek told me." I say still being careful and polite.

„Yes, Ms McDonald I'm afraid to say that Derek has been right. You will no longer be able to work for the Victoria Hospital. If you'd go back then the chances are very high that this Organization might try to kill you again, because you know too much. I have gathered that it was you who put together the file about the components of the so called „Arrow"Bullet." He says.

„Yes Sir." I answer. „What's going to happen to me now? I have a pet at home which needs to be fed and I quiet enjoy what I do as a Doctor. Not just enjoy, I thrive on my work because I can't stand to sit around doing nothing." I say determined. He looks at me seemingly contemplating what I've said and I look at the way he's dressed more closely. He's wearing a white dress shirt which has golden cuff links inscribed with the crown. Black dress pants and a pair of expensive looking leather shoes on his feet. He is well groomed.

„Well, if you put it like that...then why don't you work for us instead of a at a hospital." He says. „What do you mean?" I ask confused. „I mean why don't you work as a Police-Doctor for as long as it takes to solve this case. I hope you understand that we can't let you work at any regular hospitals or clinics with the still on-going case and with the way things have turned out. But I have read your resume and you seem to very well qualified for the job." He says.

„W..working for the Police? As a Police-Doctor?" I ask. „Sure, we can get you the forensics courses you'd need if you'd want to delve further into that category as well. Why loose a perfectly educated Doctor because you can't work for hospitals any longer? I remember to have read that you enjoyed forensics immensely at medical school, too. But you chose to go into Trauma-Surgery instead of digging deeper into forensics. We have the means to get you educated on that front. You'd make an excellent asset to the forensics Department if you chose to do so." Superintendent Carlson says.

I am shocked for a moment before it sinks in what he's just proposed to me... I loved forensics back during my Medical School days and would have loved to work in that field as well, but becoming a surgeon had been the more sensible choice back then. But now I have the opportunity to work in a real police forensic lab! I am thrilled „That would be an honor and such a great opportunity Sir. I'd love to work in a forensic lab!" I say excitement overriding the sadness at the loss of my Career as a Surgeon. „That's settled then. My P.A will give you the needed employment contract and I think if you have the time you're ID can be made right now, too. Tech-guys always have time for a beautiful lady such as yourself." Carlson smiles while I turn red. „Thank you Sir." I mumble before we exit his office again.

Derek's POV

„Way to go, Case." I punch her shoulder playfully. „Thanks Derek." She winces. „You know you seriously should do some work out, learn some self-defense... In this line of work, whether you work in lab or on a crime-scene you seriously need to be able to look out for yourself." I advise her. 'I wouldn't be able to watch you getting hurt anymore than I would be able to watch Marti get hurt.' I silently add in my mind. Instead of being angry she beams at me tough. „Why, that's an excellent Idea Derek. I might have taken a few self-defenses classes but I think the people here will be much better equipped to teach me a thing or two."

We laugh as I walk her back to the Secretary of Superintended Carlson. A busty red-head who's had her sights on me for quiet some time. The old Me wouldn't even have waited a second before jumping her but I do have acquired a taste and some class...

Casey's POV

„Why hello, there. If it isn't my favorite Staff Sergeant... What brings you here Derek?" The Red-headed woman who's more breasts than anything asks Derek. She's sitting at a desk close to the Superintendents office and I wonder how I didn't really notice her before.

She obviously has a thing for Derek and knowing him, he's probably jumping at the sight of having his way with her. But much to my surprise he's looking rather reserved and annoyed. He might have greeted her politely but his eyes are glued to her dirty green ones. „Hello, Mrs... Naven. Superintendent Carlson said you'd give me my Employment Contract." I'm not even trying to be polite as I read her Nameplate. This woman is looking at Derek like some wanton whore needing a fix, whilst Derek actually is showing some class and trying to keep away. I grin as I link my arm round his body and pull him close indicating him I'm ready to play this sorry woman a show.

Derek's POV

To say I was surprised when I felt Casey's arm come to rest against my waist is an understatement. But when she winked at me I understood. She must have seen that I didn't really like the way Naven looked at me. So she wants to play, I'll gladly go along with this one... The Casey I knew in High School would've never done such a thing... So I'm naturally curious of how she wants to play. „Oh, did he now?" Mrs. Naven is acting businesslike. I didn't get the memo as of yet, I'll have to Cross-check. How are you Derek?" She asks ignoring Casey as much as she is able to and making flirty eyes at me.

She's staring into my eyes while Casey softly pushes me behind herself and clears her throat.

Casey's POV

„If you're done with ogling Derek I'd like to knowing whether if we could leave towards the Technical Department as I need to get my scans done for the Employee ID. I'm sure we can collect the Contract of Employment later on, on our way back home." I smile a saccharin sweet and fake smile at her. She just gapes at me while I gently steer Derek so he turns around with me leaving her with the sights of our butts and Derek's arm around my waist.

'That will teach her!' I think to myself before I look up at Derek, awkwardly pulling my arm away as we move out of her sights.

Derek's POV

I can barely contain my laughter as we make a turn in the next hallway. Once we're out of earshot I start laughing and hold on to the closest wall. Laughing so hard I'm close to tears. „Thanks for getting the wench off my back. You shouldn't have played her like that tough, she has some influence around here. Her husband's a big fish and deals with something regarding finance." I stand up a bit straighter regaining my composure again as we make our way through the office towards the „geek-department". Once we get there Casey is treated like a Queen by the guys surrounding her. Her fingerprints are taken, her retina scanned and cataloged and she is entered into the System. As soon as she's done there and now proudly carrying her own Employee-ID with her I ask her whether if she would like to make a quick detour towards where her office is going to be. She declines my offer saying she'd like to get Acquainted with her Working-space when she does start to work here...In other words next week.

Meanwhile somewhere else...

Stevens POV

'Damn that stupid Venturi! I almost got my hands on him...almost! But then stupid Casey McDonald has to come bursting in and destroy everything I'd planned... I won't forgive her for what she's done... I had to put up with her stupid attitude for way to long as it is. She needs to die... Venturi seemingly cares a great deal about his family, so that's where I'll strike. Every man has a weakness and for Venturi that's his family... Just wait... I'm going to make him watch them suffer and I'll kill them all one by fucking one...

AN: So, what do you say? Do you like this chapter? Leave me a review as you go. -Love Keisha