Real Love

Summary: Continuation of Fake Date, it's different so don't hate me...

Notes: Yes, I decided to go back and add something.

Rating: Pretty High T, So warning, make-out scene ahead ;)

Disclaimer: I gots nothing at all.

Normal: Present

Italic: Flashbacks

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Derek stood straight and let the hot water hit his back, it had been too long.

For as long as he could remember, he'd been living a lie.

"Casey" Derek walked towards her door and knocked.

"No Derek, leave me alone" she'd call back.

"Casey," he looked straight at the door, "please" he'd whisper, only to hear her turn up her music.

Derek groaned and ran his hand through his now wet hair.

He ran up and grabbed her arm before she went into her room. He spun her around.

"Casey, listen…" but she'd put her hand up and interrupt him.

"Derek, no."

He glared at her, "Why?" he barked.

"Because, you need to be with Sally…" She shoved him off and went into her room.

Sally.

He'd called her that day, he wasn't sure if he was suppose to cancel, but she had seemed so excited,

Derek put his head in his hands, "Sally, right…"

He got up and took the phone off his desk. He dialed her number,

"Hello?"

"Hey, Sally…" he was going to cancel.

"Oh, hey Derek, what's up?" Derek silently groaned, he could feel her smiling on the other end.

"Nothing, Um, about our date tomorrow"

"Yah, I'm actually really excited Derek, after Paul I was sort of scared to go back into dating, but I can hardly wait" beat, "Are you picking me up at 7:00?"

Derek shut his eyes, "Yah, 7:00."

"Alright, so what's on your mind?"

"Huh?" He shook his head.

"Well you didn't call just to hear me talk did you?"

"Oh, well I guess I forgot I'll Umm, se-see you tomorrow" He quickly hung up the phone.

When had everything gotten so complicated?

Derek reached down and picked up his shampoo bottle, he squeezed a small amount into the palm of his hand and lifted his hands to his hair.

"Derek, you're so sweet" Sally wrapped her arm around him.

Derek gave a small smile, Sally was nice, she was pretty, she was smart, funny, and completely cool, but she just wasn't Casey.

He looked up and noticed Casey walking downstairs and into the kitchen. He frowned.

And Sally must have noticed, "Something wrong?"

"No, I just probably ate too fast at dinner or something…"

"Aw," She laughed and reached up toward his for a kiss.

Derek leaned down and returned the kiss. Leaning away from the kiss he noticed Casey was now halfway up the stairs.

He mental smacked himself.

Derek began washing the shampoo from his hair, and started on his second lather.

He pushed open Casey's door and walked in.

Casey looked up, startled, from her book, "Der-ek" she screamed.

"Finally!" Casey's eyes widened, "Finally you speak, two months Casey, two months and you've been avoiding me!"

Casey shut her mouth and looked back down at her book, but Derek walked right up to her bed and snatched the book from her hands.

"Der-", but she cut herself short.

"Please, Case, just say something to me, scream, throw something, hit me, I don't care!"

Casey averted her eyes and tried to look away from him.

"NO!" He barked, and he put his hand under her chin and brought her face back to him. "Please," he whispered again.

"Derek…" she replied so quietly it was almost inaudible.

"Yes?" Derek leaned into her a bit more.

"…go call Sally" Casey pushed away from him and left her room.

Derek shut his eyes harder,

"Hey Casey" Sally smiled as she and Derek walked into the house after their date.

"Oh, hey Sally" Casey smiled back as well as she could.

Derek narrowed his eyes at her, knowing she was faking; he'd always known her better. But Sally just smiled, thinking nothing was wrong.

"Come on Derek," Sally grabbed his arm and pulled him upstairs; Derek looked back down at Casey and saw her shoulders hunch forward.

Casey turned around right before she was out of sight and locked eyes with Derek before she quickly turned away, and he could no longer see her.

He reached for the soap.

"So Derek," Sally smirked and led him to his bed, he grimaced but didn't let her see.

"Yes?" he played along.

She sat him down and took a seat right next to him; she leaned forward and captured his lips in hers. His eyes widened but he kissed her back.

Her tongue trailed its way along his bottom lip, begging for entrance, and he allowed.

This seemed wrong,

It seemed so 'forced', he sighed, remembering how easy it felt with Casey and Sally took his sigh differently.

She smiled under his lips and leaned into him more, pushing Derek down on the bed completely with his back parallel. She pulled herself on top of him and began kissing him harder,

No passion,

No 'real' feelings,

But she continued and he didn't stop her. Sally's hand crept up Derek's stomach and went under his shirt, his eyes widened once more.

He immediately pulled back and gently pushed her away from him, he began panting for air.

"Derek?" she questioned. Derek looked up into her eyes and saw the fear of rejection dangling in front of him.

"No, Sally…" He shook his head, "It's just I think we need to wait."

Sally watched him confused, "Why?"

"Because, I just…" Love Casey, "I don't –don't think I can do this now"

Sally began to tear up "Is it…"

"No, no" he put his hand up between them, "It's not you, it's just that…"

She looked up, waiting,

"I care about you too much to rush into this."

Derek rinsed and let the water continue to hit his back. He relished in the feeling, this had become the only way for him to relax.

He was tense around Sally, and he was anxious around Casey; hoping that maybe today she'll talk.

Maybe she'll change her mind.

But she never did, what ever he tried, she would always respond with,

"…go call Sally"

Derek groaned and lightly punched the shower wall.

The parents and the younger kids had gone out earlier in the day to the zoo, on Marti's request, so Derek decided that he might as well confront Casey as much as possible.

"Casey…" He knocked on her door.

Upon hearing no reply, he hesitantly opened the door. He peered inside and saw Casey sitting at her desk.

"Hey, Case" she didn't turn around.

Derek sighed, "Come on Case, talk to me…" He walked up to her and spun her chair around.

Her eyes were red and her cheeks were slightly black, with smeared eyeliner.

Derek took a step back, he wasn't prepared for that. He couldn't respond until she did,

"Derek, please leave" she whispered.

He got angry, "Why?" He stepped right up to her and looked down at her, "Are you going to make me?"

Casey looked down at her feet, he had expected –well he'd hoped- she would respond with her usual Casey attitude, but she looked so broken.

Derek knelt down in front of her, "Case-"

She shook her head, "No Derek, I don't want to talk to you, okay?"

He raised his eyebrows; that seemed like the longest sentence she had said to him in a while.

Derek reached his arm up and took her hand, she felt so cold. "Casey, talk to me, tell me something, anything" he begged.

"Derek…"

He closed his eyes, waiting for her to say what she always does, but he was prepared, he was going to say that he didn't want to call Sally. But that's not what she said.

"…I heard you on the phone" Casey's voice broke on the last word, along with Derek's heart.

He looked up at her with wide eyes, and she pulled away from the grip on her hand, and he let her. She ran out of the room.

She wasn't supposed to hear that, it wasn't for her.

"Oh, Hey Sally," He smiled and switched hands with the phone.

"Good, so what's up?"

"Oh, cool –yah?" his brow creased,

"Three months, I know long time huh?" he gave a weak smile to no one in particular.

"Sure, go ahead you can say anything,"

Derek nearly dropped the phone, "Yo-You lo-lo what?"

"Really" He stood with his eyes wide.

"Oh, wow" Derek swallowed nervously,

"Yah, no okay, but you sure you don't mind if I don't say it now?"

"Alright, well thanks" it sounded more like a question to him.

"Yah, you too, and Sally?" He waited for a second,

"I really, really care for you too, and I promise to show you how much I really do, soon"

Derek smiled casually, "Bye" he hung up the phone and left the kitchen.

Derek ran another hand through his hair,

Sally had come over and he had put if off long enough,

"Hey, Derek"

"Hey, So I need to tell you something" he swallowed

"Well I'm guessing, since you called and said you had to talk 'in person'" she smiled.

"Yah it's just that, I think I need to be honest with my feeling about you"

Sally's eyes widened, "Really? Oh Derek I didn't think you would ever actually say it!" She grinned

He stared at her confused, "What?"

She smiled even bigger, "I love you, Derek" she looked at him, silently motioning for him to finish.

Derek swallowed and look straight at Sally, and out of the corner of his eye, since Sally didn't close the door behind her, he saw Casey walking out of her room.

She froze and he locked eyes with her,

"I love you too" he replied.

Casey's eyes widened and Sally pulled him into a hug, Derek looked shocked and looked down and Sally.

He looked back up and noticed Casey was gone.

He hadn't meant it, honestly.

Derek looked around and noticed her shampoo; he reached for it and popped the lid. He leaned into it and took a sniff.

It smelt just like her.

Casey was going into the bathroom, he could hear her walk towards the door. He heard her open the door and slowly walk in when he jumped from his spot and ran into the bathroom.

Casey jumped and nearly screamed if she hadn't noticed Derek, he turned around and locked the door and went back to face Casey.

"Case-"

She shook her head, "Don't call me Case" she quietly said.

Derek looked back at her, his eyes wide, "But-but I've always called you Case"

"Yah, I know" She looked away from him.

Derek's brow creased angrily, "Casey, it's been another month said you last said something to me!"

She shrugged

"Please, I'm sorry, Okay?" He stepped towards her, "You shouldn't have heard that, and I'm sorry"

Casey refused to look at him,

"I didn't mean it," She tensed and he noticed, "Honestly, Casey you know me better than that," he gave a small voluntary laugh, "Just…"

He paused to see her reaction, when she didn't move he took this as a sign to continue.

"I need you Casey, okay? not some other girl. I need you in my life, I want the connection we have, the passion I feel when I'm with you, and I need you to say that you need me too." He looked straight at Casey.

She still refused to make eye contact so Derek went and stepped in front of her.

Casey looked up at him and shook her head, "No," Derek closed his eyes, "Go call Sal-" but she was cut short.

Derek's anger was finally released and he couldn't keep it in anymore. He stepped forward quickly and crashed his lips on Casey's.

He backed her up and her back hit the wall, hard.

Derek began kissing her; slow, needy kisses, and Casey refused to move. His brow creased again and he pushed into her harder. He wouldn't give up and continued to kiss her.

He felt her than,

Slow, but meaningful, she was giving in and it took all Derek had to not break away and cheer, so he kept kissing her, and she began to respond.

He finally could feel what he'd been missing, Passion.

Casey had passion, and it was something that Derek knew he couldn't live without, he didn't want Sally, he didn't even want to think about her. He just needed Casey here, with him.

Derek traced her bottom lip with tongue, pleading for entrance. Casey granted it and Derek hungrily leaned forward. His tongue laced around her mouth and explored every inch he could, and began massaging her tongue and relishing in her taste.

Casey moaned and Derek almost lost it, he slid his hand up Casey's side and wrapped the other around her waist, bringing her closer.

Her hands began moving up Derek's back when one snaked into his hair and the other remained on his back.

Derek pulled away from the kiss slowly to get some much needed air, he panted and looked down at Casey. She was panting along with him, but she didn't seem to be running off anywhere.

He continued to look at her, she was so beautiful.

Hair disheveled, clothing wrinkled, lips bruising.

Derek gave a small smile and leaned back to kiss her, his lips slide back and forth on hers with the smallest amount of pressure. He kissed her with small, important kisses.

Casey looked up at Derek and opened her mouth, he put a finger to her lips, "No, not now" he shook his head and slowly lowered his finger, "Later…" he trailed off and lowered his head to her neck.

Derek began planting kisses along her neck causing her to moan again, he felt her hand snake back up around his back. He thought they were headed for his hair until she brought her hand in front of herself and applied some pressure against his chest.

"Please…" she whispered,

Derek stepped back and lowered his head, "Casey, what do you want from me?" He shook his head to avoid any unnecessary emotions, "Do you want me to break up with Sally? Cause I can! I can do whatever you want, just name it, but please Casey, just don't-don't leave"

"Derek, I have to"

He looked up angry, "Why!" he demanded.

Casey looked away, and Derek grabbed her shoulders and shook her, "Tell me!"

"Because I can't! Okay? I'm a coward, I can't go out there and tell people that I have feeling for you, it's too hard, we shouldn't be like this, it isn't right!" she yelled back at him in a quieter tone.

He snarled, "It's not right? Are you kidding? Since when do you care what others will think! They don't matter Case, I promise it'll be fine!" He held on to her.

"It won't…" He pulled her to him again and kissed her. Casey pushed as hard as she could and finally had his back against the wall.

She kissed him hard, with as much passion as she could, and without having to ask for entrance, Derek opened his mouth to her.

Casey explored his mouth, this time relishing in his taste and moaned. She grabbed his shirt and pulled him closer to her, she pulled one of her hand into his hair.

She pulled away for air and began to kiss up from the base of his neck, he moaned.

"Case…" he tried to say breathlessly

"Derek…" she kissed her way back up to his mouth and planted one soft gentle kiss, "…I can't"

Casey pulled away from him and turned towards the door, she unlocked it as fast as she could and went outside, closing the door behind her.

He stayed in place, his lips quivered and he slid down the wall again. He placed his head in both his hands and began to shake.

Derek stepped out of the shower and wrapped the towel around his waist. He stood in front of the mirror, time had aged him well. He didn't have the lines most get, but those were from laughter.

He ran a towel through his hair, thankful of his Dad, that he hadn't lost any of it.

Derek pulled on the clothes he had brought with him to the bathroom and took a breath.

Everyday,

He opened the door and was greeted by her while she was walking down the hall.

"Hey, you mind getting Ashley?" She smiled at him.

"Sure" was all he replied with, he walked into the living room, "Hey, Ashley time for bed"

"Okay dad" she smiled and her blonde hair bounced around her face. She ran into her room while he walked back to his.

"Hey honey" She smiled at him warmly.

He nodded her way,

"You know…it's been twenty-two years since we've been together"

"Yah" he nodded, trying to smile.

She walked up to him and wrapped her arms around him, "I love you Derek" she said.

Everyday,

Everyday for twenty-two years;

He's thought of her,

He swallowed, "I love you too, Sally" he closed his eyes and whispered, "I always have"

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A/n: Okay so please don't throw stones at me or anything, but I just thought this should be ended like this. I know, I know I'm a horrible, horrible person, but I had to :D

Um, just a note the titles do mean something different, so don't worry the love he has for Sally isn't 'real' just like the date he had with Casey wasn't 'fake', idk I hope that makes sense.

Well I'm off to write for my other story, review if you can :D