Hey, Half-Pint

You be safe too

Cassandra tossed and turned in the scratchy motel bed, her hair falling into her face and started to rest once again this time her hand inbetween her face and the pillow. As her snores continued, her phone started vibrating and ringing loudly, the vibrations nearly sending it over the edge of the coffee table.

With a small jump and a waking snort, she looked around cluelessly as the pre-downloaded song went on and on.

She sighed and slowly pushed herself up looking at the clock and reading the time '4:35 am'.

Rolling her eyes she grabbed the phone from the bedside table and rubbed her eyes with the back of her hand as she yawned. With one eyes closed and one eyes squinting from the brightness, she read the number to herself and groaned as she answered it, "hello, you've contacted Cassie the person who's usually asleep at 4 in the morning and would gladly punch you if given the chance, what do you need that could not wait until 12?"

"You're not a morning person," Sam said over the other line with a soft laugh.

Now cursing herself for giving the, basically, strangers her phone number, she inhaled heavily and exhaled with a yawn, "what do you need Sam?"

"To tell you the truth I'm actually surprised you remembered my name," he said a smile evident in his voice, "I only called because I think I found a pattern which makes me even more sure that the Demon is just doing this for fun."

"Mm-hm," she grumbled and walked over to the mini fridge and pulled out a beer, "go on."

"It seems like he's using buildings that either are or were at one time used for some sort of religious gatherings. Bible groups, churches, things like that."

Slightly hitting the table trying to get the lid off of her beer, she ended up opening it and had the lid had hit her in the middle of her forehead. She set the beer on the table and rubbed at her forehead, "damn," she mumbled and took a steady intake of breath, grabbing her beer with more force this time. "Okay so, what we just look for buildings around the next two points that were used for some sort of... Church... Parties," she said, taking a slow sip of the beer, her eyes fluttering closed from her lack of sleep.

A laugh came over the reciever, "I guess we could call it a church party."

She smiled and plopped herself down on the hideous brown and green floral couch, setting her beer down and grabbing the television remote, "and I'm guessing you found all this out on your own. Dean doesn't seem like he's a real... Information hog."

"He's got smarts of his own."

She raised an eyebrow and flipped through the channels with a sleepy smirk on her face, "I'm sure he does," she said in a soft tone, settling for the end of The Two Towers. "I'm guessing we should all meet up when Dean is awake and I... Am more awake," she said, rubbing at her eyes once again.

"Will do."

"Oh, and Sam?" she said, stopping him from hanging up.

"Yeah?" he answered quickly.

"You don't know me from Adam, alright? So I'll give you this one. You found out I'm not a morning person. So please refrain from doing this again. Before 12, emergencies only," she said, her smile fading.

He breathed in, making a slight hissing noise, "you're totally right. It was my mistake. It's just that usually Dean's up, but I figured-"

"Hey, hey," she said, stopping his rambling, "don't worry about it, Stretch. We're all good here. Kay? Night," she said before taking the phone from her ear and sliding the red circle inward, placing it on the table.