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CHAPTER THIRTY FIVE scars and souvenirs. season three, episode eighteen.
note: this chapter will switch between scenes of cassie's therapy sessions and current time. to avoid confusion, just know that the therapy scenes happened before the others!
"HI THERE," CASSIE HEARD AN UNFAMILIAR VOICE SAY AS THE DOCTOR ENTERED THE ROOM. A shorter woman, no older than thirty five and wearing beige linen overalls, sat across from the couch Cassie was seated on. "I'm Dr. Rainierson, but you can just call me Rain. It's a pleasure to meet you, Cassandra."
Smiling politely, the brunette shook her head. "Just Cassie is fine. And it's nice to meet you as well."
"Noted. How are you feeling today?"
"Really good, actually. It's been two weeks since my surgery, and Dr. Burke said I'm recovering much more quickly than he'd expected. I have no shortness of breath, which is a big improvement from last week, so that's awesome. Yeah, I'm good."
"I'm glad to hear that," the therapist said honestly. "Though, that's not exactly what I meant. But you know that."
Cassie breathed out a laugh, her gaze trained to the carpet. "I'm fine. Really. Just a little tired."
Rain gave her a look which showed she was well aware of the lie, before smiling softly at her patient.
"Alright then, Cassie. Let's get started."
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Cassie woke up, threw her hair into a sad excuse for a bun, and made her way out of her room. When she walked by George's room, she felt a sting of hurt. George had moved out after he and Izzie got into a heated fight over Callie, and now the house felt empty.
When she went to stand in the doorway and sulk like she had for the last few days, she realized that the room was full of boxes... and Alex.
"Oh, hey Cassie," Alex said absentmindedly when he saw her, ignoring her confused expression.
Cassie looked around. "Are you moving into George's room?"
"Yeah."
Cassie turned on her heel and opened the door to Meredith's room. They had a silent agreement that Cassie and Cristina didn't have to knock. When she entered, Derek and Meredith were fast asleep, next to each other in the middle of the bed.
With a sigh, Cassie dragged herself over to the bed and squeezed herself in between the two.
