Me: SO! I'm glad that some people enjoy the mini convos I have with my psychotic characters!

Cassie: I am NOT psychotic!

Sam: *coughs* Yes you are. *coughs*

Cassie: *glare*

Me: Hahaha! *nervous* Let's get on with the story before these two kill each other! Oh! And it doesn't belong to me.

Cassie's POV

I yawned. My eyes were still shut. I moved my hand along the bed, trying to find out if Rinzler was still here or if he had left already. I got a shock when I felt someone grab my hand. My eyes snapped open. Rinzler lay there, watching me. He chuckled at my expression. "You talk in your sleep."

"I.. I do?" I mumbled through a haze of forgotten memories and drinks. "Ugh. Hangover."

He shook his head. "You always have a hangover."

"Yeah. Cause I'm constantly drinking." I rolled out of the bed, wincing, still sore from the night before. Letting him have his way with me left me sore and bruised. I looked down at my body. I could see bruises forming, and I sighed.

"What is it?"

"Nothing, last night's session left me with a few… erm… marks." I pulled my robe from the chair and wrapped it around me gingerly, trying not to injure myself more. "Ouch…"

He walked over to stand in front of me. "Are you sure?"

I nodded. "I'll go clean up a little…" I looked back at the bed. "And change the bed sheets. Third time this week," I mumbled. Rinzler nodded.

"Alright, well I have to go." He kissed my forehead gently. "See you in a bit."

"Yeah, okay." I heard the door slide closed and I sighed heavily. "OW!" I winced as pain rippled through my body. "This is going to be a long day."

Sam's POV

"Here we go again." I stood outside the arcade, staring up at it.

"Yeah," Quorra breathed. I walked up and unlocked the door, pushing it open. I deactivated the security code and motioned for Quorra to come in. She waltzed in, wrapping her arm around my waist. "It looks exactly the same."

I nodded. "Yeah, it does." I walked up to the machine and started pushing it. "QUORRA! A little help?" She chuckled and walked over, helping me move it away. We walked through to the office, standing in front of the laser. "You ready?"

"As I'll ever be, Sam Flynn." She smiled and took my hand. I set my hand on the computer and hit the button.

A flash of light illuminated the room and blinded us. When I was finally able to see again, we were in the Grid. Back in our suits.

I nodded to Quorra and we left the arcade. It seemed the same as when I first stepped into the Grid. "Something's off, Quorra."

"I know." She squeezed my hand. "I can tell."

Within seconds, we were surrounded by Black Guards. "Oh, this is just great." One of them got off their cycle and stood in front of us. Their helmet deactivated and I gasped. "Tron?"

He smirked and shook his head. "Oh, how wrong you are." Then I noticed the orange circuitry.

"Rinzler," I hissed.

"Look who's right!" He laughed, then motioned to the guards. "Take them to Clu. Besides, gotta get back to my girl."

I stared at him. "Your GIRL?"

He snickered. "Yeah. Your sister," he sneered. "She's a wonderful person in bed, did you know that?"

I started towards him. "Why you little!"

Quorra grabbed my arm. "SAM. Don't."

"Yeah, listen to your girlfriend, Flynn. Don't do it." He snickered and got back on his cycle, flying off. The rest of the guards grabbed us.

"This really sucks."

Cassie's POV

I sat at the mini bar, having a few drinks, when I heard the door whiz open. I turned my head slightly, and smiled. Rinzler looked at me and a smirk spread over his face.

"Hey, babe." He walked over, wrapping an arm around my waist and kissing my cheek.

"How was your day?" I turned to smile at him.

"Good. There were a few rogue programs again. And another problem, but I won't worry you." He nibbled my ear gently. I laughed.

"Stop it!" I smiled widely. He kissed my forehead. "What are we going to do tonight?"

He smiled. "Do you feel like going to watch the Games tonight?"

I smiled gently. "I don't think I do. How about we just stay here?"

"Fine then." And with that, he swept me off the stool and back into our bedroom. I smiled at him from the bed. "Should I go slow, or not?"

"You can do whatever you want. At this point, I really don't care." I smiled. He smiled and immediately slid off my skirt, fumbling with his suit. I felt his breath on my face. He hooked his fingers on my underwear and slid them off of me, gently rubbing my inner thigh. I let a low moan escape, knowing that turned him on. I immediately felt him harden, and I laughed. "Oh, a little… aroused are we?"

He kissed my neck, sucking on it. "You, my dear Cassie, are terrible."

"I know." I pulled the blanket over us as we continued to have sex.

Sam's POV

"It could be worse, Sam. We could be in separate rooms," Quorra said from the bed.

"Yeah."

"Sam, you can't blame Cassie for what she's doing. She's just trying to hang onto what she has left."

"Well, why him? He's such an arrogant ass."

"You didn't use to say that about him."

"That was before I found out he and my sister were SLEEPING together, Quorra. And before he obviously got reprogrammed!"

"What difference does it make! It was going to happen, Sam, and you knew it."

"Yeah. Well, I'm not okay with it."

I heard the door slide open. I looked up. A young female program walked in and left some food, then walked out.

"That's nice," Quorra said.

Cassie's POV

I lay on the bed, curled into Rinzler. "Rinzler?"

"What's wrong, Cassie?"

"No, nothing's wrong. You know what's weird?"

"What?"

"Sometimes it almost feels like we're married or something." I looked at his face for his reaction. I was greeted with a huge smile.

"That's a great idea!" He sat up, sheets sliding off him.

"Wait, what?" I struggled to disentangle myself from the bed.

"We should get married!"

I stared at him. "Either your programming's officially gone haywire or you just suggested that we get married."

"Probably both." He grinned cockily at me. "You know you'd like that."

I bit my lip. "Well…"

He smirked and put his suit back on. "I'll go talk to Clu. You should come, it's for us anyways!"

I sighed. "Fine, let me at least look presentable, Rinzler." I pulled a comb through my hair and put on my suit, throwing my jacket over it.

"You always look wonderful." He took my hand and led me down the hallway. I looked in the cells sometimes when I passed by here.

Empty.

Empty.

Two people. A man and a woman. The man had dirty blonde hair and the woman had short black hair…

SAM AND QUORRA! I pulled away from Rinzler's hand and dashed towards their door. The guard in front nodded to me and let me in.

"SAM! QUORRA!" They looked up and as soon as they saw me, they beamed.

"Cassie!" Sam pulled me into a huge bear hug.

"Eek! Choking!" I cried.

Quorra walked over, hugging me much looser than Sam. "Hey."

"What are you guys doing here?" I smiled.

Sam's eyes narrowed. "Why don't you as your sex buddy, sis?" I detected an undertone of sarcasm.

"What… what do you mean…" I turned to look at the door, where Rinzler was standing. "You didn't tell me it was Sam and Quorra!" The expression on my face turned to hurt.

"Cassie…" His tone was pleading, begging for forgiveness. "Please…" I bit my lip and looked at him.

Sam groaned. "Cassie, don't fall for it! You're so much better than him."

Rinzler sneered at Sam. "At least she trusts me. Does she trust you?"

"Of course she does! I'm her older brother!"

"You knew her for a few cycles. I've known her for hundreds."

I stared at the two of them. I was breaking down inside. Who do I choose? The person I was with, or my brother? Quietly, I made my choice and walked over to Rinzler, taking his hands in mine. "Rinzler…"

He looked at me. "What is it, Cassie?" He squeezed my hands.

Sam scoffed. "You're not actually falling for that, are you?"

I ignored him. "For a year and a half now, I've been with you."

Rinzler smiled. "Yeah. I know."

I took a deep breath. "And I don't know how much longer it'll be, but it won't end today." I had to hang on to what I had left. I couldn't just let go. And right now, I hated myself for this.

Sam grabbed me by the shoulder and spun me around. His face was contorted in pain and betrayal. "CASSIE! How can you do this!"

I shook him off. "I'm sorry, Sam. I really am."

"No you're not. You aren't." He turned his back on me.

"Sam…" My voice was a whisper. "Please…"

"Go away."

I started to cry. Rinzler took me by the shoulders and steered me out, letting me cry into his shoulder. "I don't know what I did wrong… This is what makes me happy… I thought he would be happy!" I didn't mention that the only reason I endured it was because he was all I had left of Tron and I wasn't letting that go.

"I know, Cassie, I know." He lifted my face to look at him. "Just forget about him. He's not a good enough brother. But I'm always here for you."

I nodded. "I know you are, Rinzler. That's why…" I gulped. "I'm fine with the wedding thing. But it doesn't need to be big, I mean we could just kind of say the vow thingies and go from there."

"Yeah." He kissed my forehead. "That sounds good. Then we can head back to the room." He winked and I smacked his arm.

"Dirty minded perv."

"Yes I am." He kissed my forehead again and pulled me along. We stepped into a rather large room. "Clu!"

Clu turned to look at us. "Hello Rinzler." He smiled when he saw me. "Cassie, a pleasure. I hardly see you anymore."

"I suppose I could say the same." I nodded.

"To what do I owe the pleasure of the visit?" He smiled slyly.

Rinzler squeezed my hand. "Is there any way for the two of us to get married?"

Clu raised an eyebrow. "I was under the impression that you two had already taken care of that nuisance."

Rinzler and I looked at each other. Oops.

Cassie: Ugh, why can't you just bring Tron back! I feel so dirty. -.-

Me: In time, Cass.

Cassie: *rolls eyes* Okay, people reading my screwed up life story, please review. So I can get Rach over here to write Tron back in and I don't have to feel like a slut anymore.

Me: I guarantee nothing.

Cassie: -.-

Me: Should I start running?