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"i was never really insane except upon occasions when my heart was touched." -edgar allan poe
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AS QUICKLY AS SHE HAD LEFT THE KITCHEN, CASSIE WAS NOWHERE TO BE FOUND INSIDE OF THE HOUSE.
Vienna paced the length of her room anxiously, counting the laps she had made around the small area.
25, 26, 27, 28, 29, 30...
Cassie was gone, had the unsub taken her? There was no possible way he could've done that, not with the FBI agents surrounding the house, their careful eyes watching everyone's move. Even if one of the Naturals were so adjust themselves in their seat, one of the agents would perk up as if on command.
Vienna fidgets with her fingers anxiously as she focused on the wall, where photos of her friends, family, and other interests of hers were tacked onto a board. She looked at the most recent photo she had taken with her camera, a photo of her and Dean.
Dean.
Maybe Dean knows where Cassie is.
Vienna walked down the hall at a rapid pace, knocking gently on Dean's door.
Nothing.
"Dean?" She called.
No response.
She opened the door gently, and his room was empty.
That's weird, she thought to herself.
She began waking back to her room when she saw Michael.
"Michael, Cassie and Dean are gone," She says, her voice becoming uneasily high at the end of her sentence.
"Huh?" He asks.
"They're gone. We've got to call Briggs or Locke." Vienna urges.
"Ok, I'll do that." Michael says, a rare serious expression on his face as he pulls his phone out of the pocket of his jeans.
He presses on Locke's contact, and she answered almost instantly.
"Michael, is everything okay?" Michael put Locke on speaker so Vienna could listen as well.
"Uh, Vi just told me that Dean and Cassie aren't here, and that Cassie disappeared a half hour ago."
