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I'm sorry I'm bad, I'm sorry you were blue, I'm sorry about all the things I said to you
And I know I can't take it back
I love how you kiss, I love all your sounds, and baby the way you make my world go round
And I just wanted to say I'm sorry:
~Sorry, by Buckcherry

Jonathan Crane. Could not move. When he regained consciousness, he found that he was strapped down tight in a small, white hospital bed. He squirmed, but a searing pain shot through his left shoulder blade and upper arm, and he ceased to struggle, grimacing. He was silent for a moment, reflecting, when a sound like a small huff of air caught his attention. He flicked his vision to his right. Curled up in a large chair, sat Cassie Slade.

She sat perfectly still, staring hard at him with her ocean blue eyes, strands of short bronze hair floated lazily in front of them. Her face remained void of all emotion. Not knowing what was going on in her head made Jonathan very nervous. Two agonizing minutes of absolute silence passed before her lips parted and words passed through them.

"You had it coming." she said bluntly. "Heaven knows, you did." When she didn't receive an answer she kept going. "If you hadn't sprayed me, I wouldn't have done it."

"Would you, now?" he said coolly.

"Do you really think I would? Do you think that I would hate you so much, I'd want to kill you?"

"… Yes." he mumbled. "Why not."

"Because I love you, you idiot!" she snapped. "There was never a time when I didn't!"

"I-" he tried to say, but Cassie wasn't finished yet.

"Shut the hell up! I never cared for anyone like I cared about you. It killed me a thousand times over when you didn't come, and still, I didn't stop wishing that somehow, we could make this right." By this time she had gotten up and made her way over to his bedside, looming over him like a cloud, ready to explode into a storm. She leaned in closed and hissed in his ear "I want to know why."

His icy blue orbs fixed themselves onto Cassie's ocean ones. She didn't look away when his hand brushed against hers and snaked up her arm, until his long fingers curled gently around her neck. "Because," he whispered "I want you to hurt."

Before she could react, his soft grip around her neck tightened suddenly and pulled her forward. His lips crushed hers and he held her there in an iron grip, refusing to let go. Cassie squirmed and tugged but he was stronger, even in his weakened condition.

For half a second, she almost considered giving in to him, but her hand "slipped" and smacked him hard on the side of his head.. He cried out and released her, clutching his bruised skull.

"Ah! What the hell?" he growled.

"Don't kiss me in a surprise attack!" she snapped. "Especially if you don't freaking deserve one!"

He rubbed his new injury with his good arm. "I never said I did. God, every time I see you, I always get hurt."

"Well it's your own fault, you whiney bitch! First you steal my baby-"

"Our, baby." he corrected.

"You know what? Shut up! If it weren't for the girls, I'd be sorry I ever had sex with you." she said, her voice filled with venom.

Jonathan was indignant. "Oh, so you think I'm bad in bed do you?"

"What? No, that's not what this is about you idiot! Stay focused."

"Always with the name calling, you really have maturity issues, you know."

Cassie's jaw nearly hit the floor in disbelief. "I HAVE ISSUES? Don't play the therapist crap with me! You're the one who just, just fucking kidnapped a baby because you were mad at me!"

"I WASN'T MAD! SCARECROW WAS!" he retorted. "HE MADE ME! CASSIE! I LOVE-"

Before he could finish the obvious ending to his sentence, two cops and a nurse burst through the door, and grabbed Cassie's arms.

"You aren't supposed to be in here!" the men in blue growled, and dragged her out of the room and into the hallway.

In the split second it took for Jonathan to say "I love", Cassie had already forgiven him, and she would let him know. She wrenched her right arm free from one cop and elbowed him hard in the face, breaking his nose with a sickening crunch. The other, she stomped on his foot and punched him in the gut. Now free, she darted back to Jonathan's room, dodging the nurse and skidded to a halt by his bed. He looked up at her, his beautiful blue eyes in shock, as she swooped down and kissed him. Unlike Cassie did before, he did not protest.

The kiss, full of love and forgiveness was rudely interrupted when the two cops yanked the hunter back and tried to pull her out again. Despite the success of the earlier struggle, Cassie could not break away,. In fact, once she was dragged about halfway into the hall, when one cop got tired of fighting her and ultimately tazed her. Cassie passed out.

There was a great white nothing when she started dreaming. And she was just there, unquestioning, unafraid, no reason to panic or wonder where she was. Not even when she realized she wasn't alone did she start asking questions.

"Hey Frankie." she smiled. "I miss you."

Her dead brother appeared beside her and grinned. "I know. I've been keeping an eye on you, actually."

"Oh, that's not creepy." she replied sarcastically.

He chuckled, and they were silent for a minute, until he spoke again. "You still can't take him with you. But you already knew that, didn't you?"

Cassie licked her lips and sighed. "Do you think I'll see him again?"

"With your luck? Probably not. But you can always hope, I guess."

"Mmm… Have you seen Olivia, then?"

He nodded. "I wish I could've met her And the other one. You're a great mom"

"Thanks. That means a lot… How do you think the other one will adapt?"

"Not that well if you keep calling her the other one." he laughed, and Cassie elbowed him playfully. "No really, she'll do fine. It's Valerie I'm worried about."

"What do you mean?"

"How's she gonna take this? And Shaen." her house his crowded enough with you, Sarah and Liv."

"…I'll figure it out. She's going to have to suck it up."

He laughed and messed with his sister's hair. "I'll see you Cass. And take care of my car!"

Voices. There were voices around her, but they were familiar and comforting, as Cassie's intense drowsiness started to fade.

"God, she's taking forever." someone whined.

"Shaen, she's been tazed. It's gonna be a while." a male voice spoke.

Cassie moaned, and pried her eyes open. "Sam? Dean?" she croaked. The two Winchesters stood up instantly.

"Cassie?" Sam said. "How're you feeling?"

"I'm fabulous, how are you?" she said sarcastically. She winced as she tried to pull herself up.

Dean put his hands in his pockets. "Shaen came looking for us when you didn't come back. We searched all over for you."

Cassie shrugged apologetically. "Sorry. I didn't think I would end up here. Where is Shaen by the way?"

Dean gestured towards the door. "She went to get a soda or something. She'll be back in sec."

The female hunter sank back into her pillow and smiled. "So she didn't run for it. I'm glad."

Sam nodded. "She's a good kid. Smart too."

Shaen suddenly bobbed into the room, Pepsi in hand. When she noticed Cassie's consciousness, she grinned good naturedly. "Hey. You look like crap."

Dean tried to stifle a chuckle as she scoffed. "Oh, gee, thanks for your support."

The teen sauntered over to the bed and sat. "By the way, we know."

Cassie's mouth went dry. "…You do?"

"Well, duh. I mean, I saw in the papers that Bruce Wayne's party was crashed by the Scarecrow, and he tried to use that fear gas junk on the guests. But the Batman totally kicked the living crap out of him, and all the guests had to go to the hospital. That's how we found you."

She had no idea, so Cassie played along. "Oh. Cool."

"Cool? That's it? Really, Cassie, it think this situation deserves more than a 'cool'." Shaen said.

"Alright Shaen, you were absolutely amazing. Your detective skills are beyond compare."

"That's better."

"Anyone have a phone?" I need to call Sarah." Cassie said.

"Here." Sam pulled out his cell and tossed it to the female hunter.

She quickly dialed her friend, but only received the answering machine. She waited for the beep to relay her message.

"Hey guys, it's Cassie. I'm calling from Sam's phone, so don't call back. I'm going to be home by tomorrow night, FYI. Oh, and um… I have a surprise. I mean, two really, really big surprises." she glanced over at Shaen and grinned. "Okay. Love you, bye."

She hung up and handed Sam back his phone. "Valerie's gonna kill me."

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