I can't believe me, Cass thought to himself. He looked at Susan.
"Don't be such a bitch about it," she growled, rolling over and stealing all the blankets. "Or it's most definitely not going to happen again."
"I guess that's the end of that," Cass muttered, slipping out of the bed and pulling his shirt on hastily. "Happy honeymoon, blah blah blah, I'll be in the nearest bar, rethinking my life."
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"So," Ashley said interestedly. "You're married. Congrats." She stood in the doorway of the town house, with her delicate arms crossed.
"That's just it," Cass replied. "I think it's going to work out." Ashley grinned.
"What do I have to do with this?" she asked, looking slightly puzzled.
"I don't know," he replied, shrugging. "You saved me from a tree…I guess I considered it the moment you became my guardian spirit, or something." Ashley's eyes brightened.
"I didn't find you by myself," she replied. "Did I tell you about who actually found you?" Cass shook his head and waited for her to finish. "Some cat," she added, "some stray cat—an orange tabby, I think—scratched at my door and then bounded up there with you."
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Author's Note: Yeah, I wanted this to be over. But that ending is a teensy bit interesting, don't you think?