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Addiction - Cassandra, PG13

Fandom: DC Comics
Title: Tiberius' Tranquility
Characters: Cassandra, Cain
Rating: PG13
Prompt: #3, Addiction
Word Count: Almost three hundred.
Spoilers: None
Warnings: None
Disclaimer: Don't own.
A/N: AU. It didn't go this way.


The night she escapes, somebody picks her up on a nearby road. She feels ill at ease in the car seat, not knowing what to do, until the man tries to put a hand over her thigh. She breaks it with the relief of familiarity, and the man screams in pain and fear.

He is not like her father, or like the playmates he used to bring to her, and she feels misplaced again.

***

She travels for three days. One person tries to rape her, and two to rob her meager possessions, but nobody speaks to her in a way that makes sense.

They just make noises with their mouths while their bodies babble would-be violence so faint and feeble that she has to strain her eyes to hear.

They don't listen too well, either. Twice she almost kills somebody.

She misses her father's voice.

***

One week later she is back at your door. She looks well fed, but there is an unmistakable air of hunger and nervous energy in her face. You empty a clip at her and after evading your bullets and kicking the gun out of your hand, she lands on the floor with something not unlike joy in her face.

The part of you that is Cain wants to tell her that there is plenty of violence in the world for her to speak.

The part of you that is her father is just glad to see her back.

You see her struggling for the words or gestures to say that she won't kill. You hug her, and there is no part of you who believes her.

.finis.
Tags: cass fic, fic, prompt #3: addiction, psych_30 challenge
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