I texted back, “I’m awake.”
It had barely been sent when my phone began to buzz. I took the call.
“Hey, Nick!” Cassie answered with her normal level of energy—high. She didn’t sound like she was faking it.
“Hey,” I said, suddenly more aware that the wooden chair I sat in lacked cushions. “So what’s going on?”
“What I said in the text… You know Vaughn and Amy are going out, right?”
“Yeah. They started near the end of the sumr.”
Jeremy lay down in his bed. He’d picked up his phone and started tapping on the screen instead of sleeping. I considered going out in the hall to talk, but then it occurred to that we might get into team stuff… I stayed in the chair.
“How do you think they’re doing?” Cassie asked in a calr tone than she normally used.
“I don’t know. Vaughn’s here. Amy’s… She’s from Florida, but she’s at Duke with Samita, right? That’s what I thought I heard—”
“That’s right,” Cassie said.
“Anyway, it was only supposed to be a sumr thing. That’s what Amy said. She didn’t sound like she was up for a long distance relationship.”
“It looks like they’ve got one.” Cassie lapsed into silence.
When it began to feel overly long, I said, “I suppose being attacked by that dragon and his army was more of a bonding experience than they expected.”
“Right,” Cassie sighed. “Too bad I was on the other side.”
“Not for long, and it wasn’t your fault.” I thought back to facing her as well as Daniel and Izzy in the passageway in the Castle Rock compound. It wasn’t sothing I wanted to repeat.
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“You know the crazy thing?” Cassie didn’t wait for to reply. “The gun knew sothing was wrong and kept on telling so. When an alien AI that wants to burn all living things tells you sothing is wrong, you should listen. I should have listened.”
“I don’t know. How often is the gun right about anything that doesn’t involve killing?”
Cassie laughed. “No kidding, but it was right this ti. Or so it tells again and again.”
“Ouch. That’s got to get old.”
“No shit,” Cassie said. “I can tell it to stop, but it can still hint at it, and if I tell it to stop that, we get into an endless ga of rules lawyering. So now I just let it talk.”
Conscious of the phone in my hand, and that Jeremy had to be listening to my half of the conversation, I wondered if that was it. Cassie sounded better than she had. She hadn’t ever sounded bad, but maybe like she was hiding sothing? I’d always wondered if she and Vaughn had ever been more than friends.
Anyway, complaining about the gun sounded completely honest and normal.
After a mont, Cassie added, “I hope you don’t think I’m going to cause problems because they’re dating. I’m not. I like Amy, and I’ve been friends with Vaughn for ages. It’s just that it all feels weird even though it shouldn’t.
“Before the League got together Vaughn and I were hanging out a lot, and we did more than hang out a few tis. We were beginning to talk about whether we were more than that, but then his parents sent him to rehab and I started the Goldstein process to jump start my powers. By the end of it, we weren’t seeing each other much at all.”
“Wow,” I switched my phone from one ear to the other. “I didn’t know that was going on in the background.”
“There wasn’t any reason to talk about it, but Haley might rember. She was dating Sean, and he was friends with Vaughn. She might not want to talk about it much.”
Knowing how Haley’s relationship with Sean had ended, I could see that. “I've never had a reason to ask her about it.”
Cassie gave a short laugh. “There isn't one. Sorry about going confessional on you. I feel stupid about all of this. I want them to be happy, but wish Vaughn and I had gotten to try sothing instead of what happened.”
“I get that. It sounds like a ss.”
“Never mind it, though. I’ll work it out, and I’ll let you get to bed. You need the sleep.”
“Ok, but if you want to talk about it, you can still call .”
“Sure,” she said, and we hung up a little later.
As I put down my phone and walked toward my bed, Jeremy said, “That sounded interesting.”
“Nothing big,” I said. “Relationship stuff that I’m hoping doesn’t affect the team.”
“No kidding?” Jeremy leaned out and put his own phone on the top of his desk’s bookshelf.
“I probably shouldn’t go into it.”
I was about to lie down in bed when my phone beeped. The bots had detected more speedster movent. It was beginning to feel like sothing would be happening soon.
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