Hi guys!

Okay, PLEASE forgive me for not updating Donnie & the Martster yet, I am SO sorry! But, I keep having these little bursts of inspiration for OTHER stories, so I keep writing them and posting them, so I'm sorry! But I promise, promise, PROMISE to update as soon as I can actually get my head cleared enough to write the chapter! I'm halfway through it already, so just a matter of time…lol.

Anyways, I hope you all had AMAZING Christmases and all have extremely incredible New Years :)

This story came to me after I found out that we have to take down our Christmas tree today (New Year's Eve)…and then I was looking at my Christmas tree, it made me sad we were taking it down, and I decided to make my oneshot-turned-twoshot into a threeshot.

So, enjoy! ;P


Oh, and the podcast for Out of the Blue posted last week! I was SO excited! So, for those of you who haven't seen it, please check it out! Even though they didn't use a Dasey scene, I was still very much satisfied :):) lol



DC :)


"Please enlighten me on how we got stuck…un-decorating the Christmas tree?" Derek asked with a sigh, plucking a shiny, red bulb and sticking it in the pre-packaged box it came in with all the rest of the…shiny, red bulbs.

Casey laughed, rolling her eyes at him. "Chill. It gives you time with me, doesn't it?"

Derek paused, his heart hammering in his chest as he turned to face her, raising an eyebrow. "Now what makes you so sure I actually enjoy spending time with you?"

Casey held her hand to her chin with mock contemplativeness. "Hmm…last night in the bathroom would entail that you, in fact, do."

Derek's mind instantly flashes to last night. He had been in the bathroom brushing his teeth, when he saw Casey pass by. He reached out his arm, blocking her from passing and covering her stomach, before hauling her into the bathroom and kicking the door shut.

"Derek, if we get caught-" Casey murmured, before Derek pressed his lips against hers to quiet her.

She pushed off of him. "I'll kill you." She promised, laughter to her voice.

"We won't get caught, you baby." Derek said, scooping her up in his arms and planting her on the rim of the sink.

She giggled, wrapping her arms around his shoulders and pressing her lips against his once more, kissing him deeply.

It hadn't even been a week since Christmas, and they were already inseparable.

Christmas Miracle…I suppose you could call it.

"You better enjoy this kiss." Casey laughed, as they broke apart and Derek began dropping kisses down her neck.

"I enjoy all of our kisses, Case." Derek murmured, lightly sucking on her jugular vein, causing her to squirm.

"Well, this one is going to have to be incredible, because it's the last one you're getting until 2008."

Derek stopped, his lips still pressed against her neck, but not moving.

"I'm sorry?" he asked against her skin.

She laughed, pushing on his shoulders until they were facing one another.

"This is my last kiss until next year."

"What the hell kind of logic is that?" Derek asked, cocking his head, and placing a hand on either of her hips, bringing them closer together, Casey practically falling off the edge of the sink. "I want to kiss you every second of the day and you're depriving me of that thrill for over 24 hours?"

Casey giggled, hopping off the sink and pressing one final, chaste kiss to his lips. "Kiss ya next year." She said with a wink before turning and sauntering out of the bathroom.

"Devil woman!" Derek called after her, and all he could hear was her laughter.

"Are you still following your 'little theory'?" Derek asks, eyeing her nervously.

She grins evilly. "I most definitely am."

"But, you're going to Emily's for New Years."

"And you're going to Sam's." Casey tosses back.

"Then, how do you expect me to kiss you at midnight?"

Casey laughs plucking the final ornament off of the tree and sitting it into the box. "Guess you'll figure something out." She eyes the naked tree sadly.

"Oh, very helpful, Case."

She smiles, shrugging. "I try."

"So, this is the last of Christmas." Derek sighs, shoving his hands into the pockets of his ripped jeans.

Casey nods, sighing sadly. "Until next year, I guess." She says with a shrug.

"You guys get it all cleaned up?" George asks, walking through the front door, bundled up in a coat after spending the better portion of the morning taking down the Christmas lights.

"Yep, we got the last of them." Casey murmurs, stepping away from the tree. She didn't want to look around the rest of the house, because it would seem so empty without the Christmas decorations. "I think I'm going to head over to Emily's. See you tonight." She says, turning towards Derek and winking tauntingly, before grabbing her coat off the coat rack. "Bye, George! Happy New Year!" she calls out cheerfully over her shoulder as she opens up the front door. "See you next year, Derek." She says mockingly, before the front door shuts behind her form.

Derek eyes the door desperately for a few moments, as if waiting for Casey to open up the door and cry out "just kidding!"…but, that doesn't happen.

George makes his way towards his son, smiling. "What do you say we take this tree out to the garage, huh?"

Derek sighs, looking at the tree dimly. "Yeah." He deadpans. "Sure."

"More than you, more than you know! I'm slowly getting closure; I guess it's really over. I'm finally getting better…!" Emily is belting out as Casey steps into her bedroom, her back facing her.

Sheldon, who is sitting on Emily's bed, turns and waves at Casey animatedly. "Hey 1Casey!"

Emily freezes, spinning around to face her. "Hey Case!" she cried out happily, pulling her best friend into a hug.

"Isn't that a good song to sing while your boyfriend is five feet away from you?" Sheldon jokes. "I personally think it is."

"Shut up, Schlepper." Emily says, turning her head to face him.

"Hey now…" Sheldon warns playfully, wrapping his arms around her and pulling her down onto his lap.

Casey laughs, wrapping her arms around her chest. "Wow…it almost irks me how cute you two are."

"Oh, you know you love it." Emily says playfully, pressing her pouty lips against Sheldon's.

"Anyways, Case." Sheldon says, after he and Emily's kiss. "We have a bit of a surprise for you this evening."

Casey raises her eyebrows. "You do realize I'm not a big fan of surprises…right?"

"Oh, yeah, we know." Emily says, nodding her head dismissively. "But, this is a good surprise."

"And why does that scare me…" Casey jokes.

Sheldon rolls his eyes at her. "Anyways, you know how New Years isn't fun without someone to kiss, right?"

Casey begins to object. "Well, actually-"

"Exactly." Sheldon cuts her off. "And that is precisely why-"

"We set you up with a date!" Emily finishes for him, smiling widely.

Casey's face fall and her heart drops. "You what?"

After a little over an hour of Marti crying out to Derek, "Let's play pony!" Derek decides it was high time he left for Sam's house.

"Remember Derek, if you drink too much, call us." Nora reminds him as he makes his way out the back door.

Derek pauses, turning to face his stepmom. "Did you just encourage teen drinking?"

Nora swats the back of his head with her hand. "Of course not, Derek. I just know teenagers and New Years Eve don't mix well."

"Yeah." Derek snorts. "Okay. I'll be sure to assign a designated driver three hours prior to the official alcohol-kickoff."

"That's all I ask." Nora says playfully, before waving him off.

The moment Derek gets into the cold December air, he pulls out his phone and quickly sends a text message to Casey:

C U at mdnght. Ur nt getting away from my lips tht easily.

He laughs to himself, and begins to stick his phone into his pocket, only to have it vibrate a few moments later, as he climbs into his RAV4.

Haha. Would it kill you to use proper grammar while texting? It's not that hard. Honestly.

He rolls his eyes, but smiles. Leave it to Casey to correct grammar on a text message.

His phone vibrates once more.

PS: I look forward to your plan ;)

"Em?" a male voice calls out into the house.

Emily grins widely from where the trio is sitting upstairs in her room, the sky finally blackened as the clock rounds to nine o'clock at night.

"That's your date." She says wickedly, before jumping off of her bed and hurrying down the stairs.

"So, this is, like, a double date, isn't it?" Casey asks, turning towards Sheldon. "Emily just didn't want to tell me that it's a double date."

Sheldon nods, shrugging. "You know how Em is. But, what's the big deal? She didn't set you up with a total loser."

"Gee." Casey deadpans. "Thanks for the boost of confidence." She says before standing up from the bed and making her way down the stairs.

She is pleasantly surprised when she finds Noel leaning against a wall in Emily's foyer. He glances up at her and his face slightly lights up, he pushes himself off of the wall and smiles at her. "Casey." He says happily. "Hey."

"Hey, Noel." Casey says with a cheery smile, making her way down the stairs. "Happy early New Year."

Noel cracks a smile. "And same to you. So, Emily slash Sheldon blind dated you as well?"

Casey winces jokingly. "Correct."

"Sheldon, help me with the chips, okay?" Emily chirps up.

Sheldon sends his girlfriend a puzzled expression. "Em, why do you need help with chips? How hard can it be to-" Sheldon is cut off abruptly by Emily latching onto his arm and hauling him off in the direction of her kitchen.

Noel laughs, tilting his head down and looking up at Casey. "I have a feeling we've been set up, McDonald." He smiles at her, as if he doesn't mind about being set up with her in the least bit.

Casey sends him a weak smile, her phone vibrating in her pocket, signaling she has a new text message. She pulls her white phone out of her pocket, sliding it up, her eyes scanning over Derek's text.

2 hours and fifty minutes, Case…

"Dude, aren't you going to drink anything?" Sam asks, glancing over at Derek, who is sitting on the couch holding a can of Pepsi.

"Pepsi: For those who think young." Derek tosses back, holding up his can of Pepsi victoriously and winking at Sam mockingly, a flirty, jaw dropped smile on his face.

Sam rolls his eyes at his best friend, his arm wrapping around a red-headed girl whose name Derek can't remember. "Nice…Britney."

"Is it midnight yet?" a whiny, high-pitched girl's voice squeaks from somewhere behind Derek. "I'm horny!"

"You heard the girl, D. Make her feel better." Joey, a guy from the hockey team, laughs, nudging Derek in his side with his elbow.

Derek glances at the clock, 9:20.

Is the clock going backwards?

He pulls his phone out of his pocket and sends quickly thumbs another message to Casey.

2 hours and FORTY minutes. Christ, you think it'd be 2008 by now.

"Derek, my man." Sam slurs, there is no questioning whether or not he is drunk. "You seem in the slumps! We got you something to make you feel better."

Derek, who is now sitting with his fist against his forehead, turns towards Sam. "Do I want to know?"

"Der-Bear!" an all-too familiar voice squeals.

Oh, God, Derek thinks to himself. Kendra.

"I'm freezing." Casey murmurs, wrapping her bare arms around each other, she is sitting on the couch in the Davis's living room, the group of teens recently finishing up a seemingly endless game of Trivial Pursuit: Pop Culture. It is now 11:10.

"So, wrapping your cold arms around your cold body is going to create a double negative and turn it positive?" Noel jokes, waggling his eyebrows at her.

"Nerd." Casey says, nudging him with her foot, from where he is sitting on the floor, beside the coffee table. She kicks his knee and his jaw drops mockingly.

"Casey McDonald, I'm hurt!" he gasps, winking at her.

For some reason, despite how sweet he may be, the wink makes her cringe.

"Sheldon, move, I can't see!" Casey hears Emily's voice hiss. It's apparent that Noel does as well, for their heads both turn back towards the kitchen at the same time.

"Well, it's not my fault that-" Sheldon pauses mid-argue, as the couple spot Casey and Noel eyeing them. "The dip is ready!" he covers pathetically. "Emily…dip…bring." He blubbers, before smiling at Casey and Noel cheekily, making his way back into the living room.

Noel eyes him with a laugh, before turning to Casey. "Case, can I talk to you for a second?"

Shit, is the only thought floating through Casey's head, as she stands up and follows Noel out of the living room and into the kitchen. She can't even remember agreeing to come with him, but next thing she knows, the kitchen doors are closing behind them and she is completely alone with Noel Covington.

"What's up?" Casey asks curiously, feeling her phone vibrate against her pocket once more.

Noel sighs, rubbing his lips together. "Okay, I know that Emily and Sheldon set us up on this New Year's Eve thing on purpose."

Casey laughs slightly. "Uh, yeah. Kind of the point of a blind date."

He laughs, rolling his eyes at her. "And I think that's kind of cool."

Oh, God…Casey mutters in her head.

"Uh, yeah." Casey complies, wincing as she fakes a smile.

"So, I was wondering if maybe you and I could give it a shot…off-stage." He sends her an adorable smile, causing her heart to flutter against her chest regardless.

He's cute, so what?

Casey sucks in a deep breath, feeling her phone vibrate again.

Impatient much?

She sends him an apologetic smile. "Noel, you're a really great friend, but the thing is-"

"There's someone else, isn't there." Noel concludes, saying it more than asking it, as if already known that it's a proven fact.

"Yeah, there is." Casey agrees. "I'm sorry, Noel."

He shakes his head. "Don't worry about it, I kind of figured it since you've been texting all night, and your best friend is actually here."

Her jaw drops. "Hey, I could have more than one friend, thank you very much."

He sends her a knowing look, smiling playfully. "I'm not saying you couldn't."

Casey laughs. "But, yeah, you caught me."

He nods, running his tongue down his lower lip. "Well, whoever he is, he's a really lucky guy."

"Pretty sure we're fifty-fifty on the luck thing." Casey complies, smiling to herself.

Noel opens the kitchen door a crack, poking his head back into the living room momentarily, before stepping back into the kitchen, grimacing. "They pulled out the Newlywed Game."

Casey's eyebrows rise. "You're serious."

"Oh, very much so." Noel replies, a higher, wispy pitch to his voice.

"But none of us are even married!" Casey hisses.

Noel scoffs, jerking his thumb back towards the closed door. "Have you seen those two? They're practically June & Ward Cleaver!"

Casey winces, biting her lip, and laughing. "Should we play anyways? Just to humor them?"

Noel smirks at her. "I like the way you think, McDonald."

"So, after a lots and lots of manicures, shopping expeditions, and highlights, I decided to give you a second chance." Kendra rambles, flitting her hand up in the air. "Because, I am such a good person."

Derek's isn't quite sure what he replies to that, his voice muffled.

"So, what do you say?" Kendra asks. "Kiss me at midnight?" she giggles flirtatiously.

Derek's head pops up. "What time is it?" he asks quickly, dismissing her question.

Kendra glances down at her cell phone. "11:49…why? You wanna get some practice in beforehand?"

He rolls his head backwards and stares up at the ceiling momentarily, before he comes to a conclusion and jumps up from the couch.

"Derek, what are you doing?" Kendra demands, glaring up at him.

"Sorry, it's 10 minutes until midnight and I have to be someplace."

Kendra scoffs, her jaw dropping and her eyes widening. "Somewhere more important than here? With me?"

Derek does nothing but nod. "Yeah, actually. Later." And on that note he turns on his heel and makes his way out of Sam's house.

"Derek! It's not even midnight yet!" Sam hollers after his best friend.

"Derek Venturi, get back here!" Kendra shouts as Derek swings open the front door and steps out into the freezing weather.

His phone vibrates and he pulls it out of his pocket as he makes his way towards his car, flipping it open.


He smirks at his phone before shoving it back into his pocket, and climbing into his RAV4, turning the key in the ignition.

Nine minutes 'til midnight, and he certainly had somewhere to be.

"Six minutes!" Emily squeals excitedly, looping her arm through Sheldon's as MTV played on the television.

Noel turns towards Casey and sends her a weak smile. "Six minutes until '08. Last chance to back out on text-boy."

Emily whips her head towards Casey. "And who's text-boy?"

As if on cue, her phone vibrates in her pocket and she whips it out.

"Apparently, that's text-boy." Sheldon answers for Casey, and Emily nudges him, smiling at him playfully.

Casey slides her phone up and reads over her text.

Turn it up, five minutes to midnight.

Need to talk to you…think you can get away from the crowd and call me?

Casey sighs, smiling at her phone. She knows that outside would be her best friend for isolation from everyone else. Demi and two of his friends were upstairs, there was no way that she could go into the kitchen without having Emily eavesdrop, and the garage was probably colder than the outside.

"I'll be back." Casey says quickly, before standing up from the couch and making her way outside.

"Casey, it's freezing out!" Emily calls out after her, but Casey is already shutting the door.

She dials Derek's cell, and he answers after the first ring.

"Hey." He says into the phone.

"Is there a reason I'm calling you right now?" Casey asks, her breath swirling around in front of her, her teeth chattering from where she stands on Emily's porch.

"Yeah, actually." Derek replies on the other end. "You see, this waiting 'til midnight thing? It's not really working for me, Case."

Casey, despite her freezing form, laughs, rolling her eyes. "Well, sorry, but there's no way I can stop time and make us be together. So, you're going to have to wait until next year."

"Oh, Casey…" Derek's voice laughs on the other end. "You obviously don't know me as well as I thought you did. Once Derek Venturi wants something? He gets it."

Casey scoffs, sending a puzzled expression to Emily's family's porch swing. "What's that supposed to mean?"

"Happy five minutes to midnight, Case." Derek murmurs, before the phone clicks off.

Turn it up, five minutes to midnight! See our name in city lights…

Casey's eyes widen at the sound of Boys Like Girls, and she looks over at her house, just in time to see Derek stepping away from his RAV4 sitting in the driveway, Boys Like Girls blasting through his stereo as he makes his way across his lawn and over to Emily's, snow falling around him.

Casey's jaw drops and she laughs, making her way down the front steps and towards Derek. "What the hell, Derek?"

Derek laughs, the two meeting in the Davis's driveway. "I told you I always get what I want." He says before placing a hand on either of her hips and pulling her against him, his warm lips melting against hers. Casey's phone drops to the snow covered pavement, as she wraps her arms tightly around his neck and presses herself closer to him, kissing him deeply.

"No way!" Emily's voice exclaims, breaking the two apart. "Derek is text-boy?"

Derek and Casey whip around in time to see Emily, Noel, and Sheldon's heads all poking out Emily's front door.

Derek sends Casey a puzzled expression. "Text-boy?"

Casey turns towards him, laughing. "Isn't it cute?" she asks, pressing her lips against his. "You have a nickname."

"Fine." Derek says, with a playful smirk. "Text-girl."

Casey slugs her fist against his chest playfully, before sliding her arms back around his neck once more, pulling him into another kiss as Sheldon cries "HAPPY NEW YEAR!" out joyously.

The two break apart once more, the snow falling all around them. Derek smirks at her. "Kiss you next year." He says, raising his eyebrows up and down.

Casey grins. "Kiss you this year." She says with a laugh, before pressing himself against him once more.

Happy New Year indeed.

Hope you liked it!

I personally am not a fan of this one, at all. Lol

But, hopefully you guys think otherwise ;P


R&R and please, no flames!

Happy New Year:)



DC :)