Rating:PG-16

Cassie was sound asleep when she felt someone sit on her bed. She opened her eyes but could only see a shadow. She jumped concerned that an intruder was in her bedroom.
“Missy?”
“Yea, I’m sorry I startled you.”
“What’s wrong?” Cassie asked as she looked at the beside clock to see it was close to two in the morning.
Missy’s voice was emotional.
“Someone broke into my apartment the police are there now; I didn’t want to stay there so they said I should go somewhere else for the night if I could.”
“Sure that’s fine take off your shoes and lie down,” Cassie said as she scooted over and Missy lay on top of the covers.
“Do you think it was Greg?”
“I don’t know maybe but we never really dated just went out a few times and I could tell he wasn’t for me; way to intense and possessive even though we weren’t serious.”
“Well you can stay in here with me okay,” she said as Missy tried to control her emotions.
She settled back on the comforter and wished Sam were there to hold her.

Sam woke with a start his head was pounding and he had a weird dream about Missy. He looked around the room then saw Dean using the laptop.
“Hey are you okay?” Dean asked when he saw his brother’s face.
“I think Missy is in trouble I had a strange dream. I know it’s late but could you phone Cassie to see if she knows anything?”
Dean dialed the number.
When the phone rang it startled Missy though she was waiting for a call from the police.
“Hey, Cas I’m sorry I know it’s late but have you heard from Missy?”
“She is here someone broke into her apartment.”
Dean looked at Sam strangely before he handed him the phone.
Cassie gave the phone to Missy after Sam came on the line. Missy took the phone in the other room to talk to Sam.
“I’m fine but I think it was the guy I used to date, he was a bit scary,” Missy said to Sam who was sorry he wasn’t there for her.
“Be careful okay, I had a strange dream that someone may try to hurt you. Hopefully it is only a nightmare.”
He sighed how could he protect her when he was so far away? He didn’t know how Dean did it not being able to protect the one he loved so much. He looked at him across the room Dean seemed like he didn’t have a care in the world. Maybe Sam didn’t have what it took to love someone deeply but be miles away when harm was threatened.

“Sam, you still there?”
“Yea, I miss you and please be careful,” he said with sadness in his voice.
“I miss you too but I’ll be careful. Cassie taught me how to shoot years ago, I will be fine it just surprised me I haven’t seen him around in quite a while. Maybe he saw us together and got in his head that I should still be with him or something or maybe it was someone else looking to make trouble.
Missy’s phone rang and Cassie took it to her to switch phones so Cassie could speak with Dean.
“I know it’s late but can we talk a minute?” he asked.
“Sure you know I’ll talk to you anytime I just don’t like to bother you since I never know what you could be doing.”
“How would you feel about traveling with us for a while?”
“Are you serious?”
“Yea, I miss you way too much and you wanted to go before you broke your arm.”
“Yes, I want to go are you going to come get me or …..”
“Settle down,” he laughed.
She is such an eager beaver.
“The next time we visit you can come then, okay.”
“Okay, that makes sense my arm will be all better then.”
“You have plenty of time to do more self defense training,” he said concerned now that she was so happy about being with them.
“I will sign up tomorrow,” she promised.
He could hear the smile in her voice; Sam was going to kill him.
“Thanks Baby, you won’t regret this, but Sam may not be thrilled,” she said.
“I know,” he whispered conspiratorially.
Sam looked up from his laptop with a raised eyebrow.

“What are you nuts? Do you have pudding for brains?”
“Sam we can watch her and our backs she’s not a child plus we were going to take her before the accident.”
Sam looked at his brother; he really wanted to do this though it was crazy he understood more than he would let on.
“I don’t know Dean I know you miss her I totally get that. But maybe she and Missy need to stick together. Who will Missy talk to when Cassie is away?”
Dean hadn’t thought of that, all he had considered was having his wife at his side. He frowned.
“They have other friends,” he insisted.
“Won’t she feel like Cassie is deserting her after introducing her to me? I’m sure Missy believed her and Cassie were in this together. You know the waiting, the sleepless nights, always wondering if we’re safe.”
“Stop it Sam; I get your point,” Dean said as he slammed the bathroom door.
She’s married to me not Missy, why does she have to be a consideration.

Dean came out of the bathroom in a better mood than when he went in. He was whistling as he put his dirty clothes in a bag Cassie had provided. He smiled to himself when he remembered that she insisted on them washing the clothes every now and then. Sam watched him knowing he hadn’t changed his mind.
“I’m sorry Dean you have to do what is right for you and Cassie; I am behind you no matter what you decide,” Sam conceded.
“Thanks Sammy, because she is coming with us.”
“It’s Sam, Dean,” Sam said with a smile.

Cassie waited until the next day to tell Missy. Missy wasn’t surprised she remembered how happy Cassie had been when she phoned her from Texas with the news that her and Dean were marrying and she was going to travel with them. She was just as happy for them now.
“I hope you don’t think I am leaving you in a lurch here?”
“No, I understand if I wasn’t in school I would be begging to go be with Sam too,” she said.
“I mean it won’t be like a vacation its work that is dangerous. But I really want to do this I miss him so much, Missy. I know normal people don’t have to make these decisions.”
Missy smiled but they left the normal road a while back.
“It’s okay when break comes around maybe I can meet you guys for a weekend somewhere. I am so jealous of you right now,” she said as he hugged Cassie. Missy let Cassie know they had picked up her ex for questioning but he had an alibi for the night before. They decided she would stay with Cassie for a while until things were resolved.

Cassie sat on the sofa watching her favorite show, Supernatural, while making a list of all the things she would need to do before leaving with Dean. She wanted to be prepared. It had been more than three weeks since they agreed she was going to leave with them on their visit next time. She was startled by the ring of the phone because on the show the two men had just walked into an old house looking for someone named Bloody Mary. Cassie grabbed her chest at the sound.
“Hello?”
“Cassie, Dean is in surgery.”
“What? Sam why didn’t you phone before now? Where are you? I’ll get there as soon as I can,” she responded breathless with concern.
“Dean didn’t want to worry you but he has been in there four hours already.”
“It’s his heart again, isn’t it?”
“Yes,” he said emotional.
“What did the doctor’s say?”
“They are hopeful though the surgery is still dangerous, we are in New York. Go ahead and put some things in a bag then go to the airport and I will book your flight online, okay?”
“Perfect Sam, I will call you when I land so you can pick me up. He is a fighter he will be okay, Sam,” Cassie insisted as she tried to rein in her emotions.
He didn’t want her to worry? Doesn’t he realize all surgeries have a potential to be fatal?

Dean was just out of surgery when Cassie and Sam arrived back at the hospital, they had to wait an hour for them to get him set up in a room. Cassie was fidgety while they waited in the cafeteria. Sam wasn’t used to her helplessness; he could see how when Dean was with her he balanced her without him something was off. She looked at him with tears in her eyes.
“He wanted to do this without me?”
“No, it wasn’t that, he just is used to doing things on his own and didn’t want to worry you.”
“You told him I would be angry when and if I found out right?” she asked as she mopped her eyes.
“Yea, I did, it may take him a while to understand how things work when you are in a relationship. You know he hasn’t had any experience.”
Cassie nodded. Generally he liked that he was rough around the edges but he had a long road before he understood the range of caring and sharing involved in marriage. She was still learning herself it wasn’t easy to weigh and measure your every step so the other person doesn’t feel slighted.

When Dean finally woke up he was alone in the room except for the respirator and all the tubes they had stuck into him. Where is Sam? He felt like he had been hit by a truck then he heard Sam’s voice and a laugh. What, he is flirting wile I am in here dying.
He was surprised when he saw Cassie out of the corner of his eye.
“Cas?” he said inaudibly.
“Be still Baby, you need to rest,” she said as she set beside him to hold his hand.
He looked so weak and pale against the white pillows. He tried to shake his head at Sam but Sam ignored him.
“She needed to be here, Dean, you can be upset with me later.”
“Why do you worry about me? You are the one fighting the big scary monsters,” she said with a smile at him.
Dean frowned at Sam.
“I guess you called Dad too,” Dean said quietly
. “No, but you really need to relax.”
The brunette nurse that had prepped him for surgery came in to check his tubes. When she saw Cassie she frowned.
“Only relatives can visit today, maybe you can come back tomorrow,” she said to Cassie.
“She is my wife,” Dean replied not waiting for Cassie to respond.
“Oh, I’m sorry.”
“Don’t worry about it,” Cassie rolled her eyes as the nurse left. She was used to the way people treated her but Dean still had a lot to learn.

Sam left them alone for a few minutes while he went in search of the men’s room. “You told me you could handle what ever we needed to talk about but you don’t give me the same courtesy when you go under the knife?” she stated more than asked.
Dean closed his eyes; he knew she was right he just hadn’t wanted her to see him this way. It was stupid pride, pure and simple.
“I’m sorry, I was wrong,” he said as he looked in her tear stained face.
She squeezed his hand, and then kissed it.
“What would I have done if you died too? You are all I have, Dean.”
Dean’s eyes filled with tears, it was then Cassie realized she was upsetting him.

“This discussion can wait you need to relax so they don’t throw me out of here for stressing you out,” she said with a forced smile.
He looked in her chocolate colored eyes and felt sorry for her. To be stuck with him had to be a challenge. But he could get lost in her eyes; maybe that was part of what drew her to him. He always thought he hid his emotions well, then he met Cassie and fell in love. It was all so unlikely, the two of them. Though they were both stubborn; the male versus femaleness of their personalities seemed to balance them out. She was so fragile physically but mentally strong willed and smart. They were two sides of the same coin, their initial falling in love may have been quick but he knew he didn’t want to let go of this current version of love he felt for his bride; the I won’t let her go because she is a part of my soul version. God help me be a better person, please don’t let her regret binding herself to me. She straightened his pillow, then his blanket before she ran her hand over his forehead which seemed moist to the touch. She ran her fingers down the side of his face looking at him without seeing him. He watched her knowing she was full of nervous energy.
“Do you need more ice chips?”
“I’m fine for now, please sit down and talk to me, okay.”
Before she sat down she leaned over to kiss his dry cracked lips, but before she could think he cupped her head in his hands to return her kiss.
“I’m not dead, woman,” he teased.
She smiled as she looked down at him before taking the seat only long enough to get out the Chap Stick to apply some to his lips. She shook slightly as she tried to stay calm, he steadied her hand with his own.
“I’ll be fine,” he said to her in little more than a whisper.
She nodded before Sam walked back in the room to turn on the television.
“Dude, the Spurs are playing,” Sam said as he took a seat.
“What are you trying to do kill me cut that crap off,” Dean said as he tried to lighten the mood.
Cassie shook her head though she knew he had a long road to recovery.

After visiting hours, Sam took Missy back to the hotel, initially they were going to stay in separate rooms but Cassie didn’t want to be alone. They ended up in two rooms with an adjoining door though they were tired that sat up for a couple of hours and watched a movie. Both of them too wound up and stressed out to sleep.
“Thanks for what you did, Sam, Dean is lucky to have a brother like you.”
“Shucks Mam, actually I always thought I was lucky to have him,” Sam said.
“You are both lucky,” she decided with a smile.
When the phone rang Cassie assumed it was Missy so she headed back to her room only to realize Sam was standing behind her holding the phone out to her.
“Hello?”
“Mrs. Winchester, they had to take your husband back into surgery; you may want to come back to the hospital as soon as you can.”
Cassie bit her lip as she gave Sam the phone.
“Dean is back in surgery they said we should come back; they have to go back into his heart.”
Cassie looked wild eyes and it frightened Sam.
“You should sit for a moment,” he suggested.
“No we have to go now, please,” she begged.

They walked in as they were wheeling him back to the same room; which Sam thought was odd. The doctor seemed surprised to see them.
“What are you doing here?”
“They called to tell us he was back in surgery,” Sam said confused by the doctor’s expression.
“No we just re-did some outer stitches that had come undone then did another x-ray. I’m sorry if there was a mis-communication. He really needs to rest; can you come back in the morning.”
Dean seemed sedated so they went back to the hotel. Cassie asked Sam if she could sleep on the sofa in his room but he volunteered to sleep on hers but they ended up in the same bed him on top of the covers her underneath. It was comfy but a bit unorthodox, that just didn’t want to be alone when they were both so worried about Dean.
“Good night, John Boy.”
“Good night,” Sam replied with a smile.

TBC
The last quote is from an old show called The Walton’s, for the youngsters out there
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