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[OOC: I know you're not here this weekend, Emily - so totally don't worry about it. Just reply to this when you're better. <3]

[This journal is written just after Cassie's confrontation with Kaden. The writing is shaky and difficult to read, she's writing with her left hand. Her right's too damaged to do anything right now.]

Castiel?

I hate to ask with this, but

... I need your help with something.

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What do you need?

I think I broke my hand or wrist.

I can be there immediately.

I'm on the corridor up near the isolation rooms.

[and as soon as that's written, he's there, looking at her curiously]

Cassie's sat on the floor, her back against the wall as she cradles a rather bruised and swollen hand to her chest. Her shadow creatures have returned. The hazy shapes of monsters and animals scratching and clawing helplessly at her legs as if trying to comfort her.

"Cas," she bites down on her lip, trying not make a noise of pain. "I... punched someone. Three times. I... didn't do it right,"

There's a sympathetic look on his face as he crouches down next to her, reaching for her wrist gently. All it takes is a touch, and the bruises and swelling fade almost instantly, leaving the wrist in mint condition.

He then pulls back, letting his forearms rest against his knees as he speaks. "Did someone attack you?"

Cassie breathes a sigh of relief, the pain vanishes. She takes a moment to look down at her now healed hand, flexing her fingers. Good as new. Offering a small smile of thanks, she shakes her head.

"Kaden was here. He wanted to see Iris," she says finally after a long pause, "I couldn't let him, I had to keep him away,"

She swallows hard and looks down to avoid his gaze. She feels ashamed for acting how she did now. "He called me a monster," her voice is bitter. "I didn't want to hit him.. but I just... it just happened,"

"Rage can be very powerful." He's quiet for a moment, not having all the information, but he knows Iris. He doesn't know Kaden, so he's curious as to Cassie's motives for keeping him away.

"Who is Kaden?"

It takes a while for her to answer. Part of her hates the fact that it's true and she doesn't want to say it aloud.

"Kaden was the man who tortured me the night I fell through the Rift," she says slowly, "I knew him as Minoru then,"

She swallows awkwardly, wringing her hands, "He's Iris' Ward. I had to keep him away, I know what he's like and what he's capable of... but he's right, I can't keep him away forever,"

Castiel's eyes narrow as he listens to this, unsure of how to respond. He doesn't know enough about Wards and Guardians to have any of the answers, but there is something about this conversation that seems familiar. "She believes he's possessed by this 'Minoru,' as well as herself and a woman named Molly. However, I saw no signs of possession on Iris."

He knows that this doesn't eliminate the chance that he could possibly be possessed, but he doubts it. Magic works differently in Chicago, and he knows that humans -- angels or not -- are capable of great destruction all on their own. He considers for a moment, before replying. "Though his being her 'Ward' would explain the bond that I saw in her mind."

Cassie shakes her head at his comment on possession, she refuses to believe that. For all the horrible, screwed up things that Chicago throws out - this is one thing she's sure is not true. She just doesn't have any evidence to prove it.

"He can't be possessed," she mumbles, finally looking up with a hardened look, "I can't believe that. The night..." she pauses, finding it difficult to say, "He manipulated me. He gets into your head, he plays games. I don't know what he's doing with Iris, but he's got her wrapped 'round his little finger,"

Cassie sighs, feeling hopeless, "That's why I couldn't hurt him as much as wanted to," she tells him, "He told me that if I hurt him, I would be hurting Iris. He's using the bond they have so he can stay untouchable,"

Castiel's fingers move to his lips as he ponders this, trying to see if there was some way around severing that bond without injuring either party, but he knew his information is too limited at this point.

"I don't know as much about Chicago angels as I would like. I would have to do some research into this." He looks over at her and sighs. "I know you mean well and are trying to protect Iris, but I would advise staying away from him for the time being. He seems dangerous, and it would be best to tread lightly."

"All I know is with Guardians is that they feel connected with everything about their Wards," she says, "Iris could even feel Kaden's caffine high - it's like they're joined at the hip. And once you have a Ward, you're connected for life... but, Iris is different. She's not totally like Chicago angels.. I don't know how she's made the bond or how she got wings, but she's still human. It just makes it all so much more complicated,"

"That's why I was trying to keep him away, Cas," she says weakly with a defeated look. "I know, I--" she closes her eyes, wincing at the memories. They're uncomfortable. She remembers the drugs and the tears and the darkness. She wishes she could forget it all, but she mustn't. It's the only thing that's driving her.

"I don't know what else to do," she says finally, "I'm tired of... I'm tired of not doing anything,"

Castiel pauses for a moment, before reaching forward to place a hand on her shoulder. "I will look into it. And I am sure that Iris will be safe." Considering that Jack had run him off just for appearing in Iris's room, he doubts that he would let any actual harm come to Iris. That is the important thing.

"Just be careful." At the moment, he is more concerned for her than anyone else. "This Kaden seems very dangerous, especially if he is an angel."

And she wants to believe that, she really does. But in her current state, Cassie can see just how vulnerable Iris is. She has no idea what's been going on between her and Kaden - but she knows it can't be good.

"I'll..." she looks his hand on her shoulder and then at him, looking a little guilty. She wants to promise him that she will, but she can't. She can't help the anger that bubbles away in her chest. It's too much for her now, everything that's been thrown at her she's tried to suppress and now it's bursting out. "I'll try.."

Cassie smiles sadly, letting out a bitter laugh, "You're telling me," she says after a long pause, holding up her hand, "I don't even think I left a mark on him,"

He gives her a small smile before nodding. "Would you like me to take you back to your room?" She probably could use the rest and he would feel more comfortable knowing that she was in her own safe area.

Cassie lowers her arm with a small sigh, scrambling forward to collect her belongings, "... Yeah, I'd appreciate that," she says with a nod and a smile.

"Thanks, Cas," she slowly clambers back onto her feet. Ahh, he's probably going to zap them there, isn't he? Needless to say, she's not a fan.

The plan is definitely to zap. But really, you get used to it after a while, right?

Right.

Kind of.

Either way, this is Castiel tightening the hand on her shoulder, and proceeding to zap them back to her room.

Erm... not really. This is something Cassie thinks she'll ever, ever get used to.

She makes a face, shutting her eyes tightly shut, that was just an uncomfortable as she last remembers. Hopefully, just hopefully - she'll stop feeling sick and dizzy soon.

"Next time... we take the elevator," she groans, "Or the stairs. Stairs are lovely,"

" ... My apologies."

He still doesn't always get that people don't like the teleporting thing. He's just incredibly used to it. "I forget that not everyone is used to this."

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<3 Sleeping all day helps.

Sleep is good! :D <3

Sleep is very, very good.

Feel free to go to action prose when you like! :D

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