Title: Permeable

Chapter: Three

Fandom: Greek

Coupling: Casey/Cappie

Words: 3,140

Rating: PG-13/T

By the time the fund raising event rolled around, Cappie decided it was hard to take a break when you are on the same team. Every time he turned around, Casey was there at every event, cheering him on. Technically, she was cheering the Kappa Taus on but he competed in almost every event. Anything to be by her.

The guys picked him to compete as Mr. Purr-fect in the final competition. Pledges aren't allowed to compete in the competition, Casey told them. But her competitive side kicked in when she realized that no one else would do it even though they were tied with Omega Chi. She talked to Mallory, the Mr. Purr-fect organizer for Zeta Beta, promised to do Mallory's laundry for a week, and for some odd reason, Mallory relented.

Cappie figured that since her Omega Chi boyfriend, Preston, broke up with her two days before the competition, Mallory only wanted to help them out to get back at Preston.

He and Casey spent a lot of time together figuring out his talent.

"What are you good at?" Casey asked him exasperated. They were sitting on top of his bed in his new bedroom. A dangerous situation to put herself in for someone who wants to take a break, Cappie thought to himself.

"You mean, besides sex?" Cappie asked her with a smile so she'd know that was a joke.

"Not appropriate for the stage, Cap."

It was Casey who suggested he sing since he's so good at karaoke. He asked her to stick around, practice with him but she bit her lip and declined.

He got to Dobler's early that night and watched as Casey sauntered up to him in a short blue jean skirt and a pink top.

"You look great, Case."

"Uh, thanks," she replied. "Are you ready? Have your swim suit? And your karaoke outfit? And…"

"Beav's bringing it," he told her and Casey furrowed her brows at him.

"Cappie, I cannot believe you would trust Bea…"

"Relax, Case," he interrupted placing his hands on her shoulders to calm her down. "It's all right over there."

Casey glanced over at the duffle bag by the brink wall and sighed.

"You did that just to toy with me," she mumbled.

"Maybe," he told her.

"Kappa Tau's up next," Mallory called from the corner of the stage where she was watching the competition.

"That's me," he told Casey and she nodded her head.

"Good…break a leg," she replied.

He had the whole crowd tapping their feet with his rendition of P!nk's "Get This Party Started" and his swimsuit appearance received catcalls. Although, Cappie was pretty sure that most of them came from Beaver.

"Mr. Kappa Tau Gamma," Caroline said, addressing him in front of the crowd. "What has been your favorite Greek memory so far?"

"Uh," Cappie stated before pausing. "Rush night with the boring cups and the body shots."

The Kappa Taus won by a long shot and even though Casey, whose body froze at his response, had already left by the time he managed to break away from his brothers, she did send him a next message late that night.

I like Rush night w/boring cups & body shots 2.

The break ended a day later.

March's spring break finally rolled around and in between bits of pie, he and Casey decided how they would spend it.

As the house came alive, he and Casey in a tangle of sheets and naked limbs each made a list of what they wanted to do in Myrtle Beach. He didn't listen to most of what she wanted to do but the off handed comment of wanting to go skinny dipping made his ears perk up and he made her promise between kisses that she would for sure go skinny dipping.

She laughed, slide out of bed, pulled on her bra and dress, and ran her hand through her hair as she told him she had to go because she and Frannie we going to go shopping for Spring Break clothes and she needed to go get cute.

"You already are cute, Case," he mumbled as she promised she'd meet him at his bar for pool tonight.

She showed him her "formal" list that night as he tried to teach her how to play pool. And he couldn't hold back his laughter at her wish to ride a banana boat and play a drinking game.

"With your gag reflexes?" He asked her and Casey threw him a look. "It's just that, Case, you've tried the whole drinki…"

"Don't remind me," she replied as she set up for her next shot and he smirked when she missed it by a mile.

And a half.

"And a belly button ring, Ms. Cartwright?" He asked with fake shock. "I thought you Zeta Beta girls didn't have belly button rings because…What was it? You're women of class?"

She rolled her eyes, ripped the list out of his hands, and stuffed it into her back pocket.

"You're never going to let that go, are you?"

"Not a chance."

It's tradition for the Kappa Taus to drive to Myrtle in the trusty, yellow school bus and even if it wasn't, Cappie wasn't about to ride down to Myrtle in the back seat of Casey's car as she and Ashleigh talked about boys, clothes, and their cycles.

"Two girls driving down to their first college spring break talking about boys, clothes, and their cycles. Case, that's a tampon commercial."

"But you'd be there."

"So it's two girls driving down to their first college spring break talking about clothes and their cycles. No, thanks."

They met up the first night there after Casey and Ashleigh rode on the giant yellow banana boat at the local nightclub where Casey got in because she's hot and he got in because of his stellar fake I.D. skills. It was loud and obnoxious and everything Cappie had imagined it to be.

It wad the day before spring break ended that Casey decided to go through with getting her belly button pierced. It wasn't hard to find a tattoo parlor to do the piercing and Casey settled back into the chair with a look of panic on her face.

"That's a new needle, right? Because I really, really don't want Hepatic C or AIDS or…"

"Case," he said as he took a swig of his spiked smoothie and she turned her head to look at him.

"You don't have to do this," he reminded her as he watched the tattoo covered tattooist open a brand new package.

"Cap, I have to," she replied and he raised an eyebrow at her. "I want to."

It hurt like a son of a bitch he gathered as he watched Casey wince and let out a small yelp. But her face broke out in a large grin when she saw the ring in her belly button and Cappie couldn't help but smile back at her.

"I did it."

"Yep," Cappie had replied.

They met up with Beaver, Wade, and Egyptian Joe that night at one of the bars on the beach where the cheap beer is flowing. As he pulled Casey through the crowd, he spotted Frannie and President Caroline and heir apparent Elise staring straight at him and he pulled Casey even closer to him. They turned their heads, coving their mouths with glossy curtains of straightened hair and he knew they were talking about "the KT fling" once again.

"Ow," Casey yelped as someone's body brushed against her new belly button ring and Cappie returned his attention to her.

"Painful?"

"No," Casey told him through gritted teeth as someone else's body hits her belly button ring.

"Here," Cappie said handing her a beer the bartender placed in front of him. "Beer. Nature's pain reliever."

Casey took the red plastic cup, took a swig, and grimaced.

"You wanna get out of here?" She asked him as Cappie scanned the crowd for his friends. "Take a stroll on the beach or something."

"Case, we just got here," he told her followed by a quick glance down at her. "Come on, it's Spring Break, Case."

"Spring Break!" The crowd around them cheered and held up their own red, plastic cups. Beer sloshed onto the floor and on Casey's bikini.

"We're supposed to be here. Getting drunk. With our friends. Not walking on the beach like we're in some ta…"

"Tampon commercial," Casey finished quietly as Cappie greeted Beaver and Wade.

"Cap," she said, touching his elbow lightly. "I'm going to go get some Tylenol or something. Are you sure you…"

"Come on, Cap. There's a wet t-shirt contest about to start," Beaver told him as he dragged him away.

"See, Case," Cappie yelled back at her. "This is what spring break is all about."

After they returned to CRU, he and Casey fell back into their regular routines. Casey went to class. Cappie partied with the Kappa Taus. And somewhere along the way, they crammed in sex and pie in bed.

March turns into April and when Casey's birthday rolls around, he figured he probably should do something nice for her. So he picked up his room, got Ethel down at the bakery to make a birthday cake flavored pie, and faxed in an order to Chipotle for two chicken burritos to-go for a picnic in his bedroom.

He was making his way to Zeta Beta to pick up Casey when he ran into Casey's pledge sister, Kristen Maloney, who informed him that Frannie, Caroline, Elise, and Ashleigh had already taken Casey to her birthday party and why-the-hell-wasn't-he-there-yet.

There? At the birthday party he wasn't even invited to?

He was never much of a party crasher. Okay, that was a lie but he didn't want to crash Casey's party. Still, he walked past it to make sure that Casey was alright and see if she looked like she wanted to be bailed out.

It was at Dobler's and he was a bit surprised that despite the amount of time he spent there, even he didn't get the memo that Dobler's would be closed for a private party on April 4th. Sarah Fait, the one once described to him as Ashleigh's lesbian, man-hating big sis was on door duty but Ashleigh spotted him and pulled him into the party, ignoring Sarah's protests.

"Look what I found, birthday girl," Ashleigh told Casey.

"Cap," Casey greeted him with a warm smile. "Frannie said you told her you couldn't make it."

"That's funny, Frannie," Cappie replied directly at the brunette standing by Casey's side. "You didn't say anything to me about a party."

"Well, you probably forgot," Frannie replied before excusing herself to get another drink from the bar.

Casey's eyebrows furrowed but he could tell just by looking at her that she wasn't surprised.

"Listen, Case," Cappie said as he pulled her present out of his pant's pocket. "I'm obviously not wanted here…"

"Cappie," she began to protest but he cut her off.

"Here," he said as he handed her the horribly wrapped present. The KTs don't have any fancy wrapping paper and he wasn't about to go out and spend five bucks on a roll of wrapping paper for a tiny little boy so he used the brown paper bag the Jack Daniels comes in instead. She took it and as her fingers undid the wrapping, he slipped out the back door.

She was wearing the locket he gave her a week later when he decided that they should protest protest. The entire campus had turned into one picket line after another and he was sick of it. So they took a seat in the middle of the administration building's foyer right next to where prospective students and their parents came in.

Twenty minutes later, they were handcuffed and taken down to the police station. Ashleigh came and bailed them out and Casey wouldn't stop yelling at him the entire way back to Greek Row.

"Arrested, Cappie! That's on my record!"

He told her to relax and convinced her to come upstairs with him so he could apologize. There, after a quick quickie, they shared a blueberry crème pie in bed.

"I'm still mad at you for talking me into that," she informed him and he told her to loosen up.

"It's on my record, Cap!"

Casey had the flu during the ZBZ Crush party. Wasn't allowed to go since she was throwing up and all but Cappie thought it might be for the better and the two spent the night together in her dorm room watching old episodes of Gilmore Girls. He ate the chicken soup he brought for her and she dipped in and out of consciousness against his chest. At eleven-fifty, when she finally fell asleep and didn't wake up three minutes later, he slipped out of her dorm room and headed back to Kappa Tau.

But as he passed by Dobler's where the party was being held, he realized she never even gave him an invitation before she got sick.

May came and Casey spent her days studying at the library while he spent his days at end of the year parties. They didn't really see much of one another that month and she was slightly distant always saying things like, "Cap, I can't. I really need to study" and the like. Yet, on the last day before she headed back to Chicago and he headed back to Camp Kitchiwahwah they spent the night making love slowly.

"Cap…pie."

Eleven weeks seemed like the longest time. And on his first week back at home, at camp he regaled Lily and Benjie with stories of college life. Lily wasn't really interested in the stories of the Kappa Tau's wild parties and despite being the one who introduced him to Old School, neither did Benjie.

However, both of their eyes lit up when he mentioned Casey.

"Oh, she sounds wonderful, Cappie," his mother had squealed and Cappie guessed that a mother can never be a free spirit when her son mentions a girlfriend.

"Why don't you invite her down here? She can be a counselor with Lily," Benjie told him as he pointed in the direction of the arts and crafts cabin.

His parents didn't have to tell him twice and Cappie headed down to the lake to call Casey. The lake was only place he could get a signal and even then it was fuzzy and spotty, making their long distance relationship hard to understand.

Casey was a bit hesitant, unsure of the whole idea but a week later he drove his parents' veggie-oil-run-car into Reed, the small town right between Camp Fern and Camp Kitchiwahwah, to meet Casey's bus.

When the bus pulled up, Cappie wiped his sweaty hands on his green Camp Kitchiwahwah shirt and tried to steady his breathing. A million worries raced through his head and all he could keep saying to himself was that she didn't come and he didn't get the message because of his crappy cell signal.

He stared straight ahead watching the first two passengers get off the old Grayhound bus and when he spotted that familiar blond hair tied up in pigtails, he breathed a sigh of relief. She scanned the crowd not noticing him advancing towards her and she squealed when he pulled her up against him and smashed his lips onto hers.

"I hope that's not how you greet everyone," Cappie told her when they broke apart under a need for oxygen. She laughed and kissed him again.

The two weeks passed too quickly. Casey spent her morning and afternoon with Lily, leaving only the early morning hours after all the campers had gone to bed for him. They would usually walk through the woods to the lake and lay side by side on the dock telling one another little tidbits of their lives, of their dreams. It was on that dock that Cappie learned that Casey really wanted a bunch of kids, like four or five or six.

The comment didn't scare him.

Maybe it was because he was an only child too, or so he thought at the time. Or maybe it was because the idea of having all of that sex with Casey to get her those four or five or six kids appealed to him. Either way, that night on that dock was when he really started seeing himself with her a year from now. Ten years from now. Fifty years from now.

On that dock he started dreaming about little girls with dirty blond curls, Casey's smile, and maybe his eyes. Six of them, one right after the other, and all of them with their daddy wrapped around their little fingers. And maybe a boy with Cappie's brown hair and Casey's brown eyes thrown into the mix too. Although, six sisters would be entirely too much for one boy to handle and besides, Cappie's goal in life had always been to surround himself with beautiful girls.

He didn't breathe a word of this to Casey. Not one word of his wish, his desire. He walked her back to his parents' cabin where she was staying while he acted as the camp counselor for his old cabin and when she mumbled an 'I love you,' he replied with a soft 'Good' before capturing her lips again.

The night before she left it was her that pulled him into the lakeside storage shed and after he knocked down the spider webs hanging from the rafters, she reached out pulled at the drawstrings of his swim trunks. A spider ran across her hand and Casey jumped back with a scream.

"Ah, this brings back memories," Cappie mumbled and Casey glanced around the shed before she nodded her head with understanding.

"Are you gonna ask to keep my bra too?" Casey asked him with a laugh.

"Only to have Evan steal it from me? No way," Cappie replied pretending like he didn't feel Casey tense up at his former roommate and former best friend's name.

At the bus stop the next morning he made her promise not to wear the strappy numbers she's been wearing around camp in Chicago and with a final passionate kiss that draws attention from the old ladies in front of Mary Beth's sewing store, he let her slip out of his arms and board the bus. She paused, stepped off the bus, and kissed him one last time.

"I love you," she mumbled and looked up at him expectantly. He tried to find the words to say what he felt but instead he just mumbled something about missing her and let her bored the bus again. As it kicked up dirt and pulled out of town, he found the words he needed to say.

"I love you too, Case."