(Cassie Mayweather x Fem!Reader) ✼
Whumptober Day 30: Confrontation
Summary: You save Cassie from falling to her death after confronting Richard.
Warnings/Notes: Guns and near death. Cassie I would save you in a heartbeat
What if you were too late?
You jumped into the car the second you got the call. You had never driven so fast before, but your badge got you out of any speeding trouble. People moved out of your way.
Of course Cassie had to go ahead on her own and do this. And of course, the rest of the team wouldn’t be there until later. It was going to be only you, her, and those teens.
By the time you arrived at the old house on the cliff you found Cassie’s car parked out front. You were halfway out of yours when a gunshot sounded from inside. Immediately, you slammed the door of your car shut and ran into the house.
You found Justin laying on the floor, alive and holding a towel to his bleeding shoulder. He looked up at you in surprise. Neither of you were very fond of each other for obvious reasons but he gestured to the back deck. A few seconds later, you heard a crack.
It was impossible for you to run any faster than you were going. Almost at the speed of light, you arrived at the doorway to the deck.
Richard had Cassie pinned to the old and broken railing around the deck. The whole thing was seconds from collapsing if anyone made a wrong move. His hand was tight around her neck and it was only growing tighter.
“Stop!” You exclaimed, grabbing your gun and pulling it out.
Both of them looked over towards you. Richard glared angrily. Cassie looked relieved.
“Let her go or I’ll shoot.” You warned coldly.
“Not another step, Y/n,” Richard replied sarcastically. He tightened his grip on Cassie and lifted her up a little. “Or your partner will be nothing more but a bloody pancake.”
Beneath the deck was a rocky shore next to the ocean. The rocks were sharp and jagged. Falling from this height would kill anybody. Falling onto those rocks…
Cassie couldn’t speak, quickly growing paler. But she caught your eyes. She had a plan.
“Richard, please,” you pleaded. “We can work this out. Just let her go and both of you come back over here slowly. This deck is about to collapse.”
“Bullshit.” Richard snapped. “I don’t care if I die, I care if she dies. I’ll die with her. And you two.” He stomped on the old rickety floor. The deck groaned.
Before he could stomp again, Cassie suddenly turned. She nearly fell, but in the process managed to throw Richard backwards. He slammed into the railing and both things suddenly clattered to the rocks down below.
Neither of you moved, both in shock. Richard was gone. Finally. Cassie looked over at you again. The color was slowly returning to her face but her eyes were wide. She took a step.
And then the deck gave out.
You managed to leap back onto the house and the last part of the deck still clinging to the foundation. Cassie slipped and slid down the deck. Desperately she grabbed onto a few of the posts still there. But it wasn’t going to last long. It was only a matter of time before the post broke, or the entire deck fell.
“Y/n!” Cassie yelped. She tried to haul herself up but it was no use. She was completely stuck, legs dangling aimlessly beneath her. Her breathing was frantic and she was whimpering in a way you’d never heard before.
“Hang on!” You shouted, looking around for anything you could use. As you stuck your head inside Cassie cried out, worried that you left her.
“Y/n! Come back! Y/n!” She had never been so scared in her life.
On the rocks beneath her she could see the body of Richard. He died on impact but she was too high up to see the bloody pool beneath him. She didn’t want to get down there and find out. She didn’t want to die.
The two of you weren’t best friends but she never thought you would leave her to die. You weren’t like that. Even though she deserved it. She had been awful to you.
Cassie had almost accepted that you were just gone and the relief she felt when you returned made her cry.
You knelt down and held out another post you found. This one seemed stronger and was from the inside staircase. “Grab onto this! I’ll pull you up!”
Cassie stared at you with wide eyes for a moment, but did as you said.
It took a few moments of struggle but soon she was on the diagonal deck. She clutched the post like a lifeline. Once she was in reach, you pulled her up onto the little outpost you were huddled on.
And in good timing too. The last pieces of wood holding the deck broke and it fell to the ground with a clatter.
Cassie fell down beside you, clinging to your arm. Once she got used to the solid feeling beneath herself she let go and leaned back into the wall. It was freezing out but sweat beaded on her forehead, matching the tear streaks on her face. “Oh my god.” She shuddered. “I thought you left me.”
“I would never do that.” You frowned and grabbed her wrist.
She chuckled though it was more of a breathy wheeze. She was panting heavily. “I know. But I deserved it.”
“Bullshit.” Gently, you smacked her arm. “The only person that deserved that was Richard. He was… insane.”
Cassie couldn’t protest with that. She just laughed weakly and laid her head on your shoulder.
The rest of the police came once you got inside, along with an ambulance. They wrapped up Justin’s gunshot wound and made sure Cassie was alright.
It was then that she tricked Justin into confessing to the murder as well. As he was taken to jail, the two of you drove away from the house. Cassie returned to her house boat, and you stopped at a nearby restaurant.
By the time you arrived at Cassie’s place, it was dark out. She met you at the doorway, now in a loose black tanktop and some sweatpants. An old afghan was wrapped around her shoulders. In the dim lighting from her porch light you could just make out the bruises around her neck, especially the indent from Richards ring.
“Can’t get enough of me?” She joked raspily.
“Thought we should celebrate.” You held up a bag of food and a bottle of wine. “On our… solving the case. And your survival.”
Cassie opened the door. “You’re insufferable.”
“I learn from the best.” She smacked you at your response and then laughed.
“Get your ass in here before I decide I don’t want your company.” She replied though she grabbed your hand. She pulled the door shut once you came in and then stood unusually close as you unpacked the food. When you finished and gave her a look, she shrugged sheepishly. “Just… thinking.” Cassie mumbled. “I’m glad I didn’t die, you know. My last meal being a handful of skittles and a black coffee would be mortifying.”
“I doubt anybody would know,” you handed her a container of hot lasagna and some garlic bread. “This is a better last meal. Though you better not die, because I just saved your life and I don’t want to do it again.”
“You did,” Cassie’s voice softened. She set her food down on the table and then came back over to you. “I never got to thank you.”
You placed your food across from hers. “What for?”
“Saving my life, are you dumb? What else have you done for me?”
You turned to find Cassie right there. She was wearing her seductive smile, though there was a delicate look in her eyes, seeking validation. You were the first person in a long time that she let get this close to her.
“I survived a case with you. Most don’t do that.” You smiled, squeezing one of her hands. As you reached for her other, you smirked. “I slept with you, even though you kicked me out later which apparently you do to everybody. I brought you coffee everyday even though I had to leave 10 minutes early to get there in time–”
“What? You didn’t have to–”
“And I saved your life. And brought you dinner.” You leaned in close. “And… if you’d let me, I’d like to be your partner, permanently.”
Cassie blushed. “I’ll talk to the boss about it, he’ll be surprised someone actually wants to keep working with me.”
You put your finger on her lips. “Not that kind of partner.” You paused. “Well, yes, that kind. But also something else.”
She looked genuinely surprised, but also relieved. And then she smiled. “I’d like that, if you’re sure. I can be awful.”
“You’re really not that awful.” You murmured, hands now holding her face. “Not once I got to know you.”
You had never seen her such a bright red color. It was adorable. You leaned a little closer. She did the rest.
After a few kisses which soon turned to laughter, Cassie pulled away and slung her arms around her neck. “I really love this.” She murmured. “But, I’m starving. Can we pick this up later?”
“Alright.” You rolled your eyes and grinned. “You’re not gonna kick me out this time, are you?”
