Chapter Four

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Casey leaned over and kissed him, not surprised when he wrapped his arms around her, pulling her into his lap to deepen the kiss. Still not surprised when his hand went to the nape of her neck, playing with her long hair. And as his lips trailed down her jaw line to gently suck on her neck, one of her hands was tangled in his own damp hair as the other trailed down his back. As he broke away to look into her eyes, his own brown ones had turned almost black with lust and love.

"You're definitely an expert." She said voice low and sultry.

"You know what this means, don't you Case?" He asked his own voice husky. She shook her head. "You're mine." He dipped his head to once again capture her lips, leaving his mark there.

They were too busy to notice the four gasps of surprise, two from the stairs and two more from the kitchen doorway. The only one not making noise was Marti, who was cuddled up in George's arms, asleep.

"Um…would you two care to explain?" Asked George from the doorway, causing Casey and Derek to jump apart. Derek looked Casey in the eyes, seeking approval.

"I'm…well, I'm in love with Casey, you see, and Casey…well, I don't really know how Casey feels, but I'm pretty sure she feels something for me, too." He turned to look at her, "Um, Case, would you like to say something?" She nodded and stood up.

"Yeah…this seems to be an awkward silence, so I might as well speak up." She looked back at Derek, speaking more to him then the others. "I know Derek and I fight a lot, but the fighting is…is a cover, for what we really feel for each other. He and I have done a bit of talking, and it seems we've been fighting to push the other emotions away, and we just can't do it anymore. We're…I guess, what I'm trying to say is…I love Derek, and he loves me." She looked back to where George and Nora were standing. "We both tried to fight it, but when it happens, it happens, and you can't really control it. You guy's know exactly what I'm talking about, it happened to you, too."

Edwin and Lizzie decided this was the time to speak.

"So, does this mean you guy's are dating?" asked Edwin.

"As in boyfriend and girlfriend?" said Lizzie.

Casey turned around to face Derek. "I don't know. Are we? You never asked."

"Ok, Case, I get it." He walked until he was standing before her. "Casey MacDonald, will you take me, Derek Venturi, to be your boyfriend?" She nodded, running her hand across his chest.

"Nora! What do we do?" George asked.

"I don't know George. I don't know if there is anything we can do. In a little less than two years, Derek will be eighteen, and then Casey will be too, and we can't really stop them." Then she smiled, "And besides, look at them." She pointed to where Derek had Casey wrapped up in a hug, her head resting on his chest. "They love each other. Not in the sibling way, we had hoped, but you have to admit, it's going to be quieter around here without them fighting."

George sighed, "I guess I have to have the talk, again, with Derek."

A while later, Casey and Derek were hugging on the couch. The T.V. was on, but they weren't really watching it.

"So…" Casey had begun, "This seems weird, but it feels right. I don't know if we should tell anyone outside the family, like Emily…or Sam."

"I know. It's none of their damn business." He looked down at her. "You know, you never did tell me why you guys broke up." She pulled away from him, but only enough to where she could stare in his eyes.

"He was jealous…of you." She bit her lip. "He said all I could talk about was you, that you were his best friend, and that he knew a lot of stuff about you already." She laughed, "That, and he was a terrible kisser, don't tell him any of what I'm telling you, he's a nice guy. But he's a very bad kisser; he bumps teeth and drools on you. It's nasty." She leaned over to him. "You're much better." she whispered, her breath flittering against his lips before she kissed him...

"I can get used to the weirdness as long as you're kissing me." He smirked at her, "I should've bought you a present sooner. So, do you like the necklace?" She nodded, as she touched the pendant around her throat.

"I like it, I love you, what more could a girl ask for?" He smirked again.

"This." He kissed her again, before moving his head down to gently nip along her neck, sucking once he got to a place that would be covered by a t-shirt. "You're mine now, Case." He growled into her neck.

"That's fine, as long as you're mine, too." She gasped out. His only answer was to suck a little bit harder, leaving his mark upon her pale flesh.

'Always.' he thought, 'Always.'

A/N: I have a little carved box, like the one in chapter two, but it's not as large or lavishly decorated, it doesn't have stones or crystals inlaid on it. But it does house my earrings (all 27 pairs, well, 26, since I'm wearing a pair now. I'm obsessed with earrings. I spend like 30-40$ a payday on them.) Anyways, I hope you liked my story, and as always, REVIEW. Thanks!