No More Lies

I'm Cassie Robinson of the Southeast Missourian. I'm a journalist. I believe in facts, figures, interviews, reading people and finding the truth. Finding what's real when others would like it to be covered up. Even if it hurts...sometimes you still have to know. People still have to know. For their own safety... (Independent Cassie Robinson blog from Supernatural! I expect to get some hate, but I'm all right with that. Hopefully there will be some love too. If not, she'll just do her own thing. Don't be a stranger!)

[missourixtape]

     " Partner let me upgrade you,

             Audemars Piguet you,

                 Switch your neck ties to purple labels~.

                       Upgrade you, I can up, can I up--lemme upgrade you~."

        She's supposed to be cleaning her apartment because Dean Winchester is coming.

        And she is cleaning. Beyoncé motivates her to clean and get shit done.

        Obviously doing the dance makes the dishes dry faster.

        If she happens to be doing more dancing and singing than cleaning--which she isn't, but thinking hypothetically--it's absolutely not because she's going to see that damn Winchester boy. He doesn't have that much power over her. Him and his stupid beautiful green eyes and easy smile that infuriates her and makes her want to kiss him at the same time.

      She's absolutely not in some kind of happy-girlfriend-mood or something. That's for teenage girls that don't know any better. She knows better.

                                " Partner let me upgrade you,

                                              Flip a new page.

                                                      Introduce you to some new things.

                                                          And~

                                                               Upgrade you, I can up, can I up--lemme upgrade you~.

                                                                     Partner let me upgrade you~."

[stopdouchingupmycar-deactivated]

[ flops on her to keep her in bed ]

[ sighs dramatically and lays spread eagle over cassie ]

ahhhh

night-night

[missourixtape]

[ covered by a dean blanket. ]

[ trying to be upset about this because she wants to stay up. ]

[ but dean blanket smells good and is real cuddly and curses foiled again. ]

You're a butt.

[ kisses him goodnight and cuddles up anyway. ]

[stopdouchingupmycar-deactivated]

[ frowns at so hard ]

[ picks up and puts in bed ]

no

go to sleep

[missourixtape]

[ whines at and tries to get back out of bed. ]

dean noooo.

[yoo-tori]

"I don’t like Ichabbie/Dacey/Richonne/Bamon/Dixonne/any ship with a black woman paired with a hot male lead-"

"They just don’t look right together-"

"But I’m not racist."

[stopdouchingupmycar-deactivated]

"You’re beautiful."

[ He lets out a low chuckle. ]

[ She’s so friggin’ stubborn. ]

"If I get you a coffee, will you forgive me?"

[missourixtape]

" No. "

[ Atta girl, Cassie. Stick to your guns. ]

[ Don't let him charm his way out of it. ]

" ...what kind of coffee?"

[stopdouchingupmycar-deactivated]

[ stares at for a long time. ]

[ gets a stupid, dorky smile on face. ]

—— “Baby.”

[missourixtape]

[ just don't look at him Cassie. ]

[ stay mad. stay mad. ]

" What? "

[aconstipatedmeerkat]

[canadianslut]

Merry fuckin Christmas where is the hard liquor

[stopdouchingupmycar-deactivated]

I’m not makin’ you out to be a bad girlfriend, Cassie! God, why’re you always like this?

You knew what you were gettin’ yourself in for when I came back to you, an’ you realized that I wasn’t shittin’ you all those years ago. You know I can’t call you twenty-four-seven because people are dying—— dying Cassie—— an’ if I pay too much attention to you durin’ a hunt, I could be too——

                             —— Don’t make me say goodbye to you everyday——

               —— And stop tryin’ to make me the normal boyfriend you obviously want!

[missourixtape]

I don't want normal, I want you, dammit!

[ All at once, she's furious and worried and scared and all her interviewing training and journalism classes on conduct are lost on her right now. It's nearly the same fight they have every time they argue. Hunting and relationships don't mix, they say. Because he's yelling and if she wanted a fight, well, she's got one. Now all that's left is to either back down or dig in and butt their heads together until they're exhausted. ]

I am trying, Dean. I am. I'm not a hunter. I can't do what you do, I wouldn't even try. What I can do is sit here, and worry, and get scared for you and jump at every phone call and knock on the door and drive myself crazy listening for your loud engine and what I'm going to do first if you walk back through that door!

I know it's a matter of life and death. That's exactly what I'm afraid of! You could be out there hunting and-- [ She can't say it. She doesn't dare say those words. ] --I would never know.

What if something was here? In my house! Although unlikely. [ This is where she throws a hand out to her abundance of anti-supernatural everything. Some of it she's still wearing. Bangles and bracelets and rings and necklaces and symbols on her hardwood floors and walls. ] You would never know!

[ It's not a fair fight to either one of them. She's hurt and she wants to lash out purposely. To hurt him like his words have hurt her. But she won't. Because that's what he wants. That's what he does. Give him an excuse to run away. ]

I'm not asking you to come home at 5 o'clock everyday. I'm not asking you to mow the lawn on Saturdays and go 'hang out with the guys' on Monday night. I just--I just want to know when you leave, that when it's over, it's the job that's done and not you. I need to know you're still alive.

[supergeekygirl]

I love Winchesters and girls, and this is one of my favorite scenes. SPN does romantic longing so rarely, that this is a little gem. The music, the way they look at each other… and she’s so gorgeous! I’d wish she’d come back, but then she’d get killed off like Sarah (very bitter about that). So Dean and Cassie can live on in this almost universally disliked episode, except I love it. There’s great brotherly banter, the hotest sex scene this show ever had, a different side of Dean, and Cassie was great.

[stopdouchingupmycar-deactivated]

Cass——

[ exhales loudly ]

That’s not what I was tryin’ to—— you know my job is important.

[missourixtape]

Don't you--Don't give me that.

Don't you make me out to be the bad girlfriend by pitting me against your job. It's been damn near a week Dean and you couldn't say anything before you did the job or after it was done?!

[stopdouchingupmycar-deactivated]

I wasn’t ‘ignorin” your calls.

                 [ liar ]

                               I’ve been busy, Cassie.

[missourixtape]

Fine.

         [ Clearly not fine. ]

                      Stay busy without Christmas cookies then. You have better things to do, clearly.

[missourixtape]

Dean...

[stopdouchingupmycar-deactivated]

[ He’s a little confused, and it takes him a moment—— a moment too long, maybe, because Cassie is already half way down the street they had just walked up—— before he realizes that she’s pissed at him for whistling at that girl. Jealous. ]

Cassie! Would you just—— stop? Just ‘cause I can appreciate someone doesn’t mean—— I ‘aint gonna’ mess around with anyone.

[missourixtape]

[ She didn't even know where she was walking to. The lakefront was this way. She wasn't dressed for the lake--but she sure was intent on marching away from Dean Winchester and his whistling ways. Maybe her anger would keep her warm enough if she got that far. ]

Is that what you call it? 'Appreciating'? [ She stopped and turned before the block ended. But the look on her face, she hoped, was as frigid as Lake Girardeau was. ] Because I've seen you 'appreciate' cars with less enthusiasm.

[missourixtape]

.Say Yes.

I don't understand, Dean. How are you this bad at directions? Don't you drive across the country all the time? [ Little bit of a sigh. But she's not irritated. It's a little more fond than it is fussy. ] Maybe Sebastian and I should just come meet you...

Okay, one more time. You come in off the interstate, and you're going to go for the exit that leads to the restaurants. That'll get you downtown. Drive through the Square and just keep going straight. Go through the next two lights, you'll pass the fire station. Turn right at the first street after that, and we're in the big green and white house. I'll be standing on the porch.

[stopdouchingupmycar-deactivated]

—— Cassie? ‘Eh, Cassie! Where’re you goin’? The shoppin’ mall is this way——

[missourixtape]

[ Doesn't slow down or turn around for a second. Not a single second. ] What's the point? You've already seen what you want to try on.

[stopdouchingupmycar-deactivated]

[ Wolf whistles. ]

[missourixtape]

[ Doesn't say a word. Not a fuckin' thing. Just walks away from him. ]