Hey, Half-Pint

I Would Really Like That

Soft snores came from the front seat of the candy apple red cadillac. Cassandra tossed and turned uncomfortably against the leather seats and she rested on her stomach with her arm haphazardly thrown over the back of the seats. Her snoring resumed until she shifted once again, a snore turning into a snort as he head shot up, a soft grunt of 'what' passing her lips.

She pulled herself up, sitting on one tattooed leg before pushing her brown hair off her face. Soon her eyes caught a glimpse of a familiar black vehicle. She kept her eyes glued onto it as it pulled into a parking post two lanes away. Slipping the silver aviators over her eyes, she climbed from the car and shut the door behind her.

Cassandra watched in hope as the car doors opened and jean clad legs came out from both sides, leading up to the familiar silhouettes of Sam and Dean Winchester.

With a wide smile she half-jogged, half-walked towards them, "hey Winchesters," she called out.

Confused, the two men turned around, their confused expressions falling and being replaced with smiles, Deans the biggest of both.

Cassandra crossed her arms across her chest, the smile still wide on her face, "of all the cases, in all the town, in all the world," she started as she walked up to Dean, "why'd you have to walk into mine?"

"Have you been following us?" Dean asked as he casually threw his arm around her shoulders.

"Would you hate me if I say I have been?" she joked, throwing a smirk towards Dean before looking up to Sam and then back to the shorter Winchester who was still slightly taller than herself.

"Not entirely," Dean replied, his eyes drifting from hers and quickly peeked at her lips before going back to her eyes.

"Listen, I'm really happy to see you, Cassandra. I really am, but I guess I'm working for two now," Sam said before squeezing her shoulder, "I'll catch up with you two later." He smiled genuinely at both of them and started heading down towards the library.

After Sam walked off, Dean and Cassandra headed to a small cafe buying coffees and small cookies before getting a table outside.

"It's really good to see you again," Dean said before taking a small sip of his drink, "phone calls just don't do you justice."

Cassandra smiled and elbowed him softly, "same goes for you, Tiny," she said with a laugh.

"You do know you're shorter than me right?"

She smiled and wrapped her lips around the green straw and took a long sip. Pulling her mouth off, she licked her lips and rested her chin on her fist, "so how have you been?" she asked, her tone now serious.

"I've been okay... What about you? You're the one who got all banged around last month," he said, letting his hand rest close to hers on the table.

She shrugged, "mostly bored.... But other than that pretty good." She looked down to his hand and then back up to his face.

"What's on your mind, Squirt?" he asked, mimicking her body movements, putting his own chin on his fist.

"Are we being truthful here?" she asked.

"Of course," he replied.

She sighed softly and let her eyes drift off looking into nothing. "I keep having these dreams about the Demon case. What she said to me..." She looked up and glanced at his eyes, noticing they looked like they were waiting for more. "She brought up everything about... Well, everything. And how you were just like everybody in my past. You don't care about me, and you would leave me just like everyone else has. I still don't know if she's right, but it's just been on my mind," she said, her tone slowly going soft.

After a few moments of silence, he leaned forward in his chair, resting his hands in between his knees, "now, I'm not too good at these kinds of talks... But I can tell you for sure that Sam and I, we aren't gonna leave. We don't abandon anybody, and we're especially not going to abandon you."

She smiled and leaned in, pressing a happy kiss onto his lips before pulling away hastily, covering her mouth with her hands, "I-I'm sorry, I don't know why I did that I just-"

He slid his hand against her cheek and pulled her hand gently away from her mouth with his free hand before pulling her in for a second kiss with a little bit more lust.

Her eyes fluttered shut, her coffee and snacks forgotten about as she held onto his arms, pulling him closer to her.

After a few moments he let his forehead rest against hers as he separated from her lips.

"Wow," she mumbled softly, her eyes slowly opening to meet his, "I... I should have kissed you when I first met you like I wanted to if I knew you could," she swallowed thickly and motioned towards him lightly with her hand, "you know... Do that."

He let out a slightly breathless chuckle and let his thumb rub across her cheek, "how about instead of talking we just... Do that again?"

She nodded and wrapped her fingers around the back of his neck, pulling him closer. "I would really like that."