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Supernatural

Cassie, Parties, and Soup

Weeks passed and my training was going a lot better. I returned to school but it can still be really difficult. I haven't gone to a party in a really long time because I'm scared of what will happen if I can't put up my walls. Its Christmas break this week so while my dad was shoveling snow I was watching an Oprah give away show.

I had my walls down since it was just me in the house but when I saw the door starting to open, I immediately put them back up. Dad and Uncle Dean walked in…actually Uncle Dean pushed my dad in.

"Alright Dean we're out of the cold now what is the big deal?"

"Hey Uncle Dean, Oprah's on."

"There's no time for Oprah!"

"No time for Oprah? Who are you and what have you done with my Uncle?"

He ignored me and took a seat in the arm chair. My dad sat next to me and wrapped his arm around my shoulders. I don't mind because since I still train everyday in complete solitude so we spend a good amount of time apart and I miss him.

"Sam, do you remember Cassie?"

He laughed, "Of course I remember Cassie. How could you forget Cassie?"

"Who's Cassie?" I asked.

"Well, I was um…wondering since we do the whole Christmas Eve dinner thing here because you want o feel "normal" or whatever if I could maybe invite her."

"Who Cassie?" I repeated.

"You want to bring Cassie over for Christmas Eve dinner?"

"Who's Cassie?" I said a little louder this time.

"Yes."

"Sure Dean, she can come I don't mind."

"Hey! Who the hell is Cassie?" I yelled.

"Cassie is an old friend," Uncle Dean explained.

"And by old friend you mean?"

"A friend that's not new."

I rolled my eyes, "Yeah, thanks. So her name's Cassie huh? You've never mentioned her."

"Didn't I?"

"No."

"Yeah, we went out."

"You mean you dated someone one? For more than one night?"

"Am I speaking a language you're not getting here? Yeah, Dad and I were working a job in Athens, Ohio, she was finishing up college, and we went out for a couple weeks. God, I just got a mad case of déjà vu."

"He loved her," My dad said in a teasing voice.

"Sammy…" Uncle Dean warned.

"Wait, you fell in love with someone? Where was I?"

"You darling weren't even a thought yet. This was before I even met you mother. Dean, have you two kept in touch this whole time?"

"No of course not, I called her three months ago when Dad made me stay away for those two weeks. We met up and hung out and ever since then I've kept in touch."

They continued to talk but I was lost in my own thoughts. My Uncle had actually loved someone? That's weird. I don't think I like this at all. I don't trust many women obviously because of the one woman that was ever in my life bailed when I was three months old.

"Earth to Mel? Are you even listening?" My dad said shaking me lightly.

"Huh? Um…no I wasn't, what'd you say?"

"I said, earlier when you were taking a nap Kate called and asked for you to call her back."

"Oh, okay. I'll do that."

I reached for the phone on the end table and hit speed dial 8. Kate answered on the second ring.

"Melanie!"

"Jeez, anxious much? What's up?"

"Is your dad in the room?"

"Yeah," I said glancing over at my dad who was now changing the channel.

"Well, get out of the room. I can't risk him overhearing."

"Okay give me a second." I turned to my dad, "I'm going to take this in my room."

He nodded a response and Uncle Dean gave me a shifty look. I just stuck my tongue out at him and went to my room. I closed the door and sat on my bed.

"Alright shoot."

"There's an enormous party tonight over at Stinky Pete's house. You have to come!"

"I don't know Kate…I haven't been feeling well lately."

"You haven't been to a party in weeks, girl; you gotta get out of that house."

"I'll think about it. What time does it start?"

"8 but I'm not going till around 9."

"Alright, I'll talk to you later."

"If you're not there Mel, I'm going to come to that house and yank you out myself."

"Good luck with that." I laughed and hung up.

I walked out into the living room and saw my dad lying on the couch with his eyes closed. I put my walls down because I'm fine if it's just my dad and me. He mastered Missouri's training so he can keep his emotions on the down low. I can still feel them just not as strongly as before. I walked over and sat on his legs.

"You want something, I'm assuming." He said without opening his eyes.

"Can't I just sit with my dad without wanting something?" I said innocently.

He opened one eye, "You can, but you don't. What do you want?"

"Can I go to a party tonight?"

He closed his eyes again, "Nope."

"Come on dad, I haven't been out with people my own age in weeks."

"The last time you went out with people your own age you came home trashed."

"I was really upset that night. Besides I doubt there will be any alcohol it's a Stinky Pete's house and he's not a big drinker he's more into pot."

My dad smirked and propped himself up on his elbows.

"Was that supposed to make me feel better about letting you go?"

"Well, sort of. You know I wouldn't do that. Pot's stupid and all it does is make you laugh a lot. I can do that on my own."

I felt his uncertainty, "Fine, you can go but your Uncle will drop you off and pick you up at 11 got it?"

"Dad, I'm sure I can get someone to take me home."

"Yeah right," He laughed, "You think I'm going to let a bunch of cracked out teens drive my only daughter home? Think again. Call your Uncle."

"Where'd he go?"

"Work, he's been taking on extra hours for a little more cash."

"Why would he need more cash?"

"Because now that he and Cassie are back together he probably wants to get her something nice."

A thought hit me, "Dad…"

He sensed my sad tone, "Yeah Mel?"

"Do you ever get lonely? I mean, without a girlfriend or anything?"

"Who needs a girlfriend when I have the best girl as a daughter?"

He kissed my cheek, pulled his legs out form under me, and walked into the kitchen. I decided I needed to talk to someone else right now.

"Dad, I'm going to go to Missouri's. Can you call Uncle Dean about the party?"

"Yeah, sure. What time will you be back?"

"I'll only be about an hour or so. Just tell him to come over around 9:30."

"Okay, hey don't forget a hat it's freezing out."

I smiled and grabbed my winter coat, gloves, and hat. I got to Missouri's house and she was making soup.

"I figured you'd be freezing when you got here. Take a seat Melanie."

"How come you never call me Mel?" I asked taking the offered bowl.

"Because Melanie is a beautiful name and I don't want to shorten it. Now ask me what you're dying to ask me already."

"Is my dad lonely?"

She sighed, "I knew this question was going to be coming soon. Your dad didn't lie to you Mel he will always love you more than any girl he ever meets but…"

I interrupted, "He's lonely."

"Not lonely exactly because he's never gotten over your mother or Jess for that matter. He prays to Jess every night so he's happy and content with talking to her and having you."

"He's happy?"

"He's been happy since the second he found out Kelly was pregnant."

"Thanks Missouri, I have to get home and get ready for a party tonight." I said handing her the now empty bowl.

"Okay you have fun. Oh and Melanie?"

"Yeah?"

"Don't you give Cassie a hard time. She loves your Uncle."

I smiled and walked out of the house, "We'll see."