A/N: I do not own anything. Enjoy the Story.

Chapter 1: MALE SUPERIOR DRIVING

"DE-REK! slow down!"

Driving with Derek was not way Casey Mcdonald wanted to spend her weekend. Her cousin had to pick the one weekend in Feburary where there would be a freak snowstorm, for her "stupid", as Derek would put it, wedding. Derek's driving normally scared Casey and today that was no exception, there never seemed to be exceptions with Derek.

"Oh, calm down space-case." Derek smirked. "I'm a man. I'm a man with superior driving skills fine tuned for this kind of weather situation."

Casey rolled her eyes. "You know that it's a proven fact that women drivers are just at compentent at driving as men." Casey grabbed the handle as the car slipped a bit."I did research for it last semester and I found that actually women have a better driving rec-"

"Casey. Please, if your so worried you wont bore me to death so that I fall asleep at the wheel." Casey hated it when he laughed at his own joke. She watched as the flakes began to pile up on the road.

"Derek. I think that we should pull over." Casey nervously looked around.

"Casey." Derek said, clearly annoyed "Shut up or get out of the car. I want to make it to that wedding sometime before we're eighty." Derek turned up the music, drowning out any other complaints from Casey. Casey balled her hands into a fist. Derek Venturi was the one thing that could turn calm, cool headed Casey into a complete babbling lunatic.

"De-rek." She crossed her arms over her chest trying to block out the annoying music blasting from the speakers.

"De-rek!" Derek imitated Casey, in a high pitch girl voice. "You sure like to say my name."Casey just stared forward, a slight blush creeping onto her face. His name always came out like word vomit, like something that she couldn't control.

"Whatever." she turned the volume down so she could actually think. Derek proceeded to turn the music back up. The war of the music had started. Casey elbowed Derek's arm, Derek tried to hold her arms back from the radio.

"Let go!" Derek struggled. "My car, My music!"

"Our car." Casey corrected. She brought her shoulder forward and gave a shove. Quickly grabbing the CD, she threw it out the window. "I win!" Casey threw her hands in the air, and recieved a glare from Derek. She looked out the front window and her eyes widened. "DE-REK! WATCH OUT!" A whitetail deer skidded across the road and stopped when it saw the car approaching. Casey shut her eyes.

Derek slammed on the breaks sending the car spinning around, and the last thing they heard was the sound of cracking glass.

Dereks POV

I cracked open one eye, and slowly looked up. All I could see from the front window was white. I lifted my hands from the steeling wheel which were gripped so tight that my knuckles were white.

"De-rek! you could have KILLED US!" that usually annoying screech came from beside me. I looked over at Casey. It looked like she had been through a tornado. Her hair was sticking up in funny areas. "I cannot believe that as a driver that you would be so completely irresponsible and reckless!" I drowned out her rant. I felt something warm on my head putting my hand to it, and looking. My fingers were stained red.

"Case..."

"And I can't believe that you even got your license in the first place! That thing should be taken away from you! Look at our car, what are we supposed to do now? We are stuck in the middle of nowhere, in the middle of a freak snowstorm, with no phone recepti-" I put my hand to her mouth. Sometimes the girl just didn't know when to shut up. It wasn't sometimes, it was always. But that was the same ol' Casey that I loved to bug.

"Casey." I said firmly.

"Your bleeding!" She exclaimed in that high pitch. She grabbed a tissue from her purse and started to gently dab. I could feel her breath on my cheek, and I could smell her hair. It smelt like fruit. I pulled away, needing some space. "It's not completely clean yet!"

"It's good enough for now!" I jumped out of the car. It was completely buried in a snowdrift. "This is not good!" I threw my hands into my hair. Casey grabbed her jacket and came out beside me.

"Well there's no sign of the deer. I think we missed it." She seemed more relieved about that.

"Who cares about the deer! Look at my car!" I pointed at the wreck in the snowdrift.

"Deer are important too! and its OUR car!" Casey's high pitch squeak was starting again.

"Deer are good, especially when they're in my stomache." I smirked, It was a typical Casey reaction.

"Your so insenstive!"

"Well this is all your fault anyways, so technically your're the deer killer here." I sat against the bumper of the car. This was going well.

Her eyes widened. "I did not kill a deer!"

I just looked at her. "We need a tow truck."

"Well if you haven't noticed, we are in the middle of nowhere! Good luck with that one!" She rubbed her hands together. "The last town is three kilometeres back."

"So you'll walk back and get a towtruck." I went back to the car. "Afterall deer killer, you're the reason that we are stuck here and not on our way to winnipeg." Caseys jaw tightened. She was about to spew over like a volcano.

"This is not my FAULT!" she exclaimed.

"Well if somebody hadn't chucked my brand new Rush cd out of the window..." I sighed.

"I bet that you would have crashed the car anyways!" She huffed.

"Somehow I doubt that." I smirked. "Derek Venturi doesnt do crashes."

"And apparantly he doesn't do brains either." She pushed me and started down the road. I looked around the deserted road...

"Yo! DK wait up!"