I do not own any of the material that is made reference to. Try and figure out what i'm referencing if you can. There are 3 references to two different things, one a book series, the other a t.v. show.

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"That was THE worst bloody flight ever!" Cassandra exclaimed, walking down the steps off the plane. In front of her sprawled the enormous building of the Boston Memorial Airport. There were at least fifteen gates and the walls were made entirely of sparkling glass.

"Quit your bitching Cassie," her twin brother John scolded her. "We're here on a job so it's bound to get much more uncomfortable before we're done."

Cassie stuck her tongue out at John and then laughed at the disgusted look on his face. John shook his head in mock exasperation. "What am I going to do with you?"

Cassie calmed down and bumped shoulders with him. "Be chill John. I'm just a bundle of nervous energy from sitting still so long. Once I get my whip in my hand and in my Coop, I'll be back to normal."

John laid his arm over his sister's shoulders. "Speaking of your Coop…"

Cassie looked around and spied her beloved car in the parking lot of the airport. She had missed it terribly even though it had been brought over only the day before. It was a beautiful car, black with a dragon made of flames crawling over the body. The best part of all though, was the fact that it was an authentic Mini Cooper with multiple upgrades making it 50 times better than a regular Mini Cooper in every way.

Cassie squealed and ran over to her car. "Don't worry love, mummy's here, I won't leave you alone ever again!"

Unheard by everyone except Cassie and John, the dragon on the car spoke. "You better not," the dragon complained, "the belly of that sky dragon was loud, cold, and awfully lonely. I didn't think I'd survive."

Cassie clucked her tongue at the dragon. "Silly Sanzi (pronounced Sands-eye); it was only an 18 hour trip. And don't forget I offered to let you ride with me."

Sanzi's telepathic voice sounded regretful. "I know. I don't know what possessed me to refuse." Now he sounded like an eager puppy. "Can I ride on you while we're here?"

Cassie, looking eerily like her brother when he did it, shook her head in mock exasperation. "I guess, as long as you don't get cheeky around the lush boys, like the last time you came on a hunt."

"It's not my fault that I happened to be placed where he was trying to grope you!" For being a disembodied voice, Sanzi looked awfully traumatized.

He was nothing compared to John though. Having walked up during the last part of the conversation, his face was red and his knuckles were white from being clenched tightly. What really gave away his anger though, was his deceptively calm voice. "You let William grope you?"

Cassie snorted at her brother's attempt to scare her. "He prefers Will. And no, 'Will' didn't grope me; Sebastian did."

When she told him this, John's face achieved a previously unknown expression. It was a mixture of disbelief, anger, awkwardness, hate, and disgust. Finally though, anger won out over all the rest. "You fooled around with a DEMON HOST!?!"

Cassie shrugged her shoulders, not looking the least bit repentant. "What can I say? HE was lush; and a really good snog."

John's face became expressionless at her statement. "Get in the car," he told her coldly.

"I don't think so, not if you're going to be an utter git." Cassie crossed her arms and cocked her hip, daring him to deny it.

Usually this would have sent John into a sputtering fit while he tried to defend himself. Instead, his jaw just clenched and there was no doubt when he spoke that he was beyond pissed. His tone went from cold, bypassing frosty, straight to sub-zero and the air temperature got noticeably lower. "Get in the BLOODY car Cassandra." He ordered her.

Cassie did as he told her, knowing that provoking him when he was like this could prove very dangerous. Once in the car, she didn't start it, just sat there looking at her brother. His eyes were closed, his hands clenched, and his head bowed causing his shaggy black hair to hide his expression from her view.

"Johnny, you've never acted like this when I've mentioned other guys. What happened?" she asked him gently. He didn't answer right away. In fact, Cassie was about to start the car when he finally spoke.

"Remember when you went with William to hunt that Ruguru?" he asked quietly.

"Yeah, I remember." Cassie answered, her forehead wrinkling in confusion. "You went with Sebastian to research."

John finally looked up and she almost gasped at the fury burning in his eyes. "We didn't get that far. About ten minutes after you left, he snuck up on me and knocked me out cold. When I came to, I was tied to a chair and he was sitting in front of me."

Cassie was horrified. "Why didn't you ever tell me?" By the end of her sentence, she was squeaking.

He smiled a little at her concern then frowned as he thought of the events that followed.

Cassie noticed he was starting to close himself off again. "Don't shut me out Johnny," she begged him, "not again."

John looked at his sister and saw her determination, but he also saw her worry for him. She always worried about him. It was then that he knew he had been wrong to keep this from her. She was strong enough to handle this. He took a deep breath. "I can show you what happened a lot better than I can tell you."

Cassie swallowed hard. She knew this must be very hard for her brother, especially if he was going to show her what happened. She knew he hated his post cognitive talent and tried to never use it. "Show me," she whispered. John nodded and placed his fingers at her temples.