A/N: It's finally here - the final chapter of "Mind Games". I can't believe that it's reached this point, especially since I had planned for it to be a longer story. Before I continue with the story, I just want to thank the readers for the success this story has had. 17000+ hits, 118 reviews, on the favorites list of 40 people, and the story alert list of 84 (as of this update). I'm blown away that people would take to this story so much. So, without further interruption, he's the ending of "Mind Games"

Disclaimer: You know the drill folks...

Now, on with the show!

The morning sun broke through the window in a spacious bedroom. Every item in the room looked like it had been placed there in absolute perfection, except for the pile of clothes and the gym bag at the foot of the bed. A set of pictures lined an otherwise empty wall.

The first two pictures in the set were prom pictures of Casey and Derek. The second picture had Casey singing into a microphone while grinding up against Derek while he was playing a guitar. Sam and Ralph could be seen playing their respective instruments in the background.

The third picture was of Derek and Casey sitting in front of a Christmas tree at their parents' house. Derek, wearing a white long sleeved shirt, had his arms wrapped around Casey's midsection. Casey, wearing a black Queen's University sweatshirt, was smiling brightly and holding up her right hand, showing off a diamond ring.

The fourth picture had Derek and Casey standing and kissing in front of a preacher at church altar. He was in a simple black tuxedo, while she was wearing an elegant white strapless dress. In the same frame below the picture was a copy of an invitation, requesting the honor of the recipient's company to the marriage of Cassandra Ashley McDonald and Derek Michael Venturi.

The fifth picture in the frame was of their wedding party. Derek was seated, with Casey sitting in his lap. Standing to the right of them was Sam and Emily - the best man and maid of honor. Emily had her head rested on Sam's shoulder, while he had his arm draped around her. Standing to the left was Ralph and Amanda. He was standing behind her, his arms wrapped around her midsection. Standing directly behind Derek and Casey were Max and Sally, holding each other close and smiling brightly. And finally, crouched down in front of Derek and Casey was Edwin and Lizzie. They were making faces at the camera trying to be silly, but the camera didn't miss their hands intertwined with each other.

The sixth picture in the set was of Derek and Casey, dressed in black gowns and caps, surrounded by their family. George and Nora were standing behind their respective child, hugging them and smiling proudly. Lizzie and Edwin were standing to the sides, holding their siblings' diplomas open and giving the thumbs up gesture. Marti stood between Derek and Casey, smiling brightly. And in her arms was little Brandon, the most recent addition to their perfectly chaotic family.

The seventh and eighth pictures were separate pictures – Casey performing a dance on stage and Derek skating down the ice in a Toronto Maple Leafs uniform. The final picture in the set was of Derek and Casey in their dining room. Sitting on the table was the Stanley Cup. Derek was standing beside the trophy, smiling brightly, one hand resting on the table and his other arm wrapped around Casey. She was standing there, one arm slipped around his waist and the other hand resting on the noticeable swell in her stomach.

Movement in the bed interrupted the otherwise serene quiet that was once settled in the room. Casey was lying on her side, staring at Derek's face, and shifting her body to make herself more comfortable. One of her fingers trailed over his bicep, outlining a tattoo that he had of an angelic figure with her name just below it. Finally, she whispered something. "I know you're awake Derek. I saw your eyes crack open a while ago."

Derek slowly opened his eyes. "Good morning to you too, Space Case." He reached out a hand, rubbing it across her cheek. He then took his hand and ran with across the blankets, over the swell of her belly. "Did you two sleep good last night?"

"Yes, we did" Casey replied, placing her hand next to his on her stomach. Derek's hand immediately reached over and gave her a playful smack on her ass. "Der-ek!"

"Yes?" he replied with a smug grin. Casey immediately reached down and grabbed between his legs.

"Dear God. Even when I'm pregnant, you're still wound up. Is there anything I do that doesn't turn you on?"

"Can't help it. It gives you more of those sexy curves." Casey let out a light laugh at his statement. Derek leaned closer and kissed her passionately. Both of them were so busy kissing and wrapping their arms around each other that they didn't notice their bedroom door open, or the two small figures (a boy wearing an oversized Maple Leafs t-shirt and a girl dressed in princess-themed pajamas) quietly making their way to their bed – one on Casey's side, the other one on Derek's side.

"HEY!" two kids yelled as they sprung up beside the bed, causing Derek and Casey to break away from each other. The two adults then pulled the two laughing kids into the bed, tickling them and kissing them on their foreheads. The boy favored Derek in his features, including the eternally messy hair, except for one department – his blue eyes. The girl favored Casey in her appearance as well, except for her dark brown eyes.

"So, you two think that was funny?" Derek asked, faking an irritated tone. Both of the kids exchanged nervous looks.

"Derek, don't do that to them" Casey admonished. "Michael, Melody, did you two sleep good last night?" Both children nodded their heads.

"Did you have good dreams?" Derek asked. Both children nodded their head again. "Whose ready for Mommy to fix some breakfast?"

"ME!" Michael and Melody yelled out at the same time. With that, they leapt off the bed and took off for the kitchen. As the ran down the hall, they heard something fall and break.

"Derek Michael Venturi, Jr.!" Casey yelled out.

"Melody did it!" was the young boy's protest.

"I did not! Liar, liar, pants on fire!" the girl yelled back.

"Melody Anne Venturi, don't yell at your brother!" Casey yelled out.

Derek laughed as the commotion down the hall. "You sure you can handle another one running around?"

Casey just looked over at him. "Honey, after everything I've been through with you, I think I can handle another child of yours running around causing mayhem."

Derek just hugged her close and gave her a kiss on the cheek.

BEEP! BEEP! BEEP! BEEP!

Derek snapped awake at the sound of his alarm clock going off in his apartment. He reached over to press the button to turn it off. Nothing. He pressed it a few more times, but the alarm was still blaring. Growling in frustration, he threw the clock down on the ground, grabbed a hockey stick that was propped against the headboard, and proceeded to smash the clock to pieces. He let out a satisfied laugh as he tossed the stick to the side. Suddenly, a slender hand grabbed his shoulder and turned him around.

"What?" he said in a sleepy tone as he stared into Casey's glaring eyes.

"That was the third clock that you have destroyed this year" she stated.

Derek couldn't help but smile at Casey. Yes, he still loved the way he eyes sparkled when she got angry. Her head was propped up on her right hand, which allowed the sun to glimmer of the diamond ring on her finger. The sheet off the bed had shifted off her upper body, revealing her breasts – apparently, he wasn't the only one who didn't bother to put anything back on after last night's session. A sly grin crossed Derek's face as his left hand intertwined with hers. A glimmer shone off the gold bands on their ring fingers.

"I'll get a new one" he replied, leaning in to give her a kiss. They shared a quick kiss. Then another one. Then another one. The quick kisses turned into constant, passionate ones.

"Derek, we need to stop" Casey let out between kisses.

"Too late" Derek replied.

"We've got to get ready for class."

"We don't have class for another two hours."

"Der-ek" she whined in his ear as his kissed the side of her neck. His hand, meanwhile, slipped between her legs.

"Cas-ey" he mocked.

"Stop" she whined, squirming at the sensation of what his hand was doing. Finally, she couldn't resist anymore. Her lips crashed into Derek's, nearing causing him to fall out of the bed. "God, just do it already."

"Just remember, it's my choice this time." Casey rolled her eyes at Derek's statement.

"I don't care. Hurry up" she hissed.

Derek reached over to his nightstand to grab a condom while Casey got into position.

(Several minutes later)

Outside the apartment complex, a couple of people stared up at a higher floor as they could hear noises.

"Damn, didn't they get enough last night?" one person asked.

"I thought sex was supposed to decrease after you got married" another person said. He noticed somebody loading up furniture in a moving truck. "Hey, where are you going?!"

"I can't take the 24/7 fighting and fucking from those two anymore! I'm moving somewhere quieter!"

Casey was on all fours, moaning loudly as Derek thrusted into her furiously. His left hand was massaging her left breast, while is right hand had reached around and rubbed her clit, sending Casey into a sensational overload.

"Yesssss…oh Der-ek!" she let out as he continued with several hard thrusts before slipping out of her. Casey's legs gave out on her, causing her to collapse on the bed belly-first, panting furiously. Derek laid back down on the bed next to her, giving her a kiss on the cheek. For a minute, he just laid there, admiring her flushed cheeks and the drops of sweat that had formed on her body. "So…what were you dreaming about?"

Casey's question snapped him out of his silent admiration. "Huh?"

"You had a huge smile on your face before you woke up. So, what was it about?"

"Something that we'll hopefully get to enjoy in a few years" he said, running a hand down Casey's exposed backside. "So, ready for round 2?"

"What?! You mean…" Derek nodded his head before Casey could even finish. "We need to get a shower or else we're going to be late." Derek groaned before slamming his head on the pillow. After a moment, he felt her shaking him.

"What?" he asked.

Casey gave a seductive look, holding a finger teasingly to her lips. "I said we need to get a shower."

Derek sprang up as he caught her innuendo. Casey, recognizing the look on his face, scrambled off the bed and ran toward the bathroom, laughing. As he sat up to chase after her, he couldn't help but think about how much they had changed. They couldn't stand each other when they first met – they did everything to make the other's life miserable. He then thought back on the dreams and fantasies he used to have about her, and how they finally helped him realize his true feelings about her. She had been the cornerstone of his life – from the time they fought for the basement bedroom up until now, in their first year of marriage. Despite the good and bad times that they went through, Casey had always remained by his side – giving him support and helping him strive to be a better person.

He thought about the dreams that he had been having recently, about the two of them starting a family together. After being with Casey, he couldn't dare imagine being with somebody else to build a life with. She was the only person who could put up with him, and was very sure she was the only person who could deal with his offspring.

The sound of the shower turning on and Casey's world famous whine of "Der-ek!" snapped him out of his thoughts. He immediately got up and hurried into the bathroom. Pulling the shower curtain open, he looked on as Casey ran her hands over her body, the water from the showerhead cascading over her nude body.

'As much as I love the thought of having a family, I really want to enjoy all the times like this that we'll have before we get there' he thought. Stepping into the shower and pulling the curtain closed behind him, he took Casey in her arms and lifted her up. She slipped her arms around his neck and wrapped her legs around his waist as he pulled her close, kissing her passionately.

***The End***

A/N: Okay, before I declare this story finished, I want to talk to ya'll.

Thanks to everyone that read the story and those that left a review (even the bad ones).

You guys and girls don't have any idea what the writing process was like for me, especially the more 'intimate' scenes. I really did my homework for this one, reading other works to see how people did scenes such as those so I could get a better idea of the direction I wanted those scenes (and my story in general) to go. Didn't want something to come across as corny, stupid, or completely unrealistic.

Now, the main question - where do I go from here? As I mentioned, I'm working on "Whose Line Is It Anyway: Life With Derek 2nd Edition" (the sequel to my previous hit fanfic), which will be coming in the next few weeks. Also, due to the success of this story, I'm thinking about dabbling in some more "M" rated fics. I've also got some more ideas bouncing around in my head for some more stories. Where all of this will go is up in the air, especially because my job has got some heavy workloads going right now, but I like to think I'm capable of putting out some worthwhile stories.

Until next time, take care and be safe.
- OriginalDeadman