[Justify Your Actions]

Cady just gave the watcher a blank look then looked over at her dad then back to the other watcher.

“Are you serious?”

“Frightfully so,” the man assured her as he glanced down at his pen poised above paper, ready to take down notes. “Please explain your actions.”

“Uhm…vampire bad, evil so slayer go stakey-stakey and poof, no more vampire. Maybe you need a course refresher. Vampire Slayer…she who slays vampires.”

“We’re quite clear on what your job entails,” the prim man told her. “What we’re not clear on are some of your actions taken prior to terminating the vampire.”

Cady looked over to Oz again, confusion written all over her face. She looked back to the watcher. “So what…I’m supposed to give them cookies and milk before I stake them? Make sure they’ve got the warm fuzzies when they depart on the one way flight to Hell?”

“Several years ago a slayer or two went rogue. We feel it’s important that a slayer stay in touch with her human side.”

“Yeah. Faith. Been there, heard the story. Guess what? My Dad was there so this isn’t news to me and I’m really totally in touch with my human side. You can tell by the way I’m not hitting you.”

There was an almost unnoticeable twitch at the corner of Oz’s mouth, indicating the smile he was holding back.
“We’re recommending therapy. There’s an excellent therapist who specializes in dealing with slayers and other sorts of supernatural,” the watcher said as he scribbled quickly. He gathered his things while Cady was still staring slack jawed at him. He was up and moving toward the front door when Cady finally absorbed the shock.

“Oh you better run, Watcher boy. I’m going to give you a head start because I’m so in touch with my friggin’ humanity. Three, two, one.”

[Relationship Expectations]

I’ve got some really simple, very clear cut expectations for my relationship with Gabe. He’ll stay with me for the rest of my life or I’ll go hunt him down, kick his ass and drag him back with me.

It works. For both of us.

1. Fight.

2. Discuss one aspect of your partner's personality that you admire.

3. Who has more authority in your relationship, you or your partner?

4. React (in any way you'd like) to this quote:

Mark Darcy: I like you, very much.
Bridget: Ah, apart from the smoking and the drinking, the vulgar mother and... ah, the verbal diarrhea.
Mark Darcy: No, I like you very much. Just as you are.

--Bridget Jones's Diary

5. "There are a lot of ways to say I love you. Fucking is the fastest." - Requested by fullonobiwan!

1. Fight: Gabe and I don’t. At all. Really. We did once. Like right after we got together. He got a stupid idea in his head that he’d break up with me. I wasn’t going to let him. We were broken up for like twelve hours but that’s it. Last fight we’ve had. Gabe is too submissive to fight unless it’s something he really believes in.

2. Discuss one aspect of your partner’s personality that you admire?
Gabe is stronger than dirt. The things he’s been through and the way he was raised? I think I would have broken a long, long time ago. He may not be a fighter but he’s a survivor.

3. Who has more authority in your relationship, you or your partner?
Me. I’m definitely the alpha. I wouldn’t ever do something to Gabe that he didn’t want me to do, but I could. We both know it.

4. Quote: So I’ve got my flaws. Boy do I have my flaws. I absolutely, without a doubt, have to be the one in charge. I don’t usually take no for answer and I get whiney and pouty when I’m told no. I am awake at all hours and if I’m awake, I want everyone in the house awake with me, which means Gabe. Mostly, I’m just a brat. Gabe puts up with them all and he loves me in spite of them all.

[So super locked from Daddy, even if he can smell it]
5. Sex is a huge part of Gabe and I’s relationship. It’s the way we say I love you, the way we apologize and the main source of comfort in our relationship. It’s pretty much been that way since day one.

in reference to this

A list of responses to Gabe’s exaggerations

I’m dying of starvation!!
Why are you telling me? Tell the lady at the drive up. I can’t do anything about it.

I can only function if I have caffeine or sugar.
No you can only function with bread, water and oxygen. Caffeine and sugar just make you happy so we should go get some. Have you thought about a Starbucks in the house? Because I have</i>

Until forever.
Aww you’re just saying that because you know if you tried to leave me I’d hunt you down and beat you.

Ouch! You’re killing me, Cady!
Shut up. You know you like it.

I really neeeeeed it.
Gabe, I swear to God if my dad sees this…

Cat is plotting world domination.
Mhmm ‘kay I’ll let him take over Canada before I stop him

The world has obviously come to an end.
Does this mean we get to go on vacation?

How do you respond to loneliness?

I kinda don’t. In the not at all way. See, I’m a daddy’s girl and I never really got left alone by him. Ever. From the moment I was born, he was pretty much with in an arm’s length from me and if I happened to get further, he was still right there in the metaphorical sense. I’m in college now and Daddy is hours away, sometimes more so I’ve sort of transferred that clinginess to Gabe. I think if he were anyone else except Gabe, it’d drive him crazy. It’s not just about the constant physical contact, which we pretty much maintain twenty four seven, it’s also about the constant need to be reminded he’s there. I can get lost inside my head sometimes and all of the sudden I feel like I’m alone in a room full of people. All I have to do is look up at Gabe and he winks at me then all of the sudden I know I’m not alone. Gabe’s just as needy and clingy as I am so we fit. Even on his wolf nights, neither one of us are alone. He sticks with me. Sometimes, just for a minute on those nights I miss him. I miss talking to him or the way he winks at me or the way he grins at me then the wolf curls up against my legs, licks the back of my knee and makes me giggle. He rests his nose on top of my knee and looks at me and I know, Gabe’s still there and I’m not alone.

For couples_therapy

I showed up in Half Moon Bay with my dad a few months before my junior year. It was just at the beginning of Summer break. Dad wanted me to have some time to aclimate before he put me into the first public school I’d ever gone to. (It was all home schooling before that) Apparently Half Moon Bay is sort of place of mystical convergance. Anyway, they needed a slayer and hey look slayer ready and willing. I met Gabe like…my second or third day there. Dad was old friends with Brennan’s parents and where Brennan goes, Gabe goes. When I first saw him he was in the back yard playing football with Brennan.

Anyway…sorry I got distracted by the thought of Gabe and football and I’m good now. The thing is, Gabe and I were friends for exactly two months, two weeks and six days before he kissed me. Sure I could have kissed him because really, I’m completely the more aggressive one in our relationship but I wanted him to want me. And I did everything possible to tempt, short of being really slutty. I think I can probably thank the invention of high heels and mini skirts for the final toppling. It’s kind of funny though, pretty much from the get go, people accused Gabe and I of dating. We were the sort of friends that hang all over each other. We still are. It’s just sort of more x-rated now.


How did you first meet your partner?

I'm not entirely sure this is a grocery list but letting Gabe know what I want

3 quarter pounders with cheese
Jumbo Fries
Extra Large Coke
Hot fudge sundae
a couple of chocolate chip cookies

Apocalypse NOW

Things I’d stock/do/etc

-A generator. One with solar and gasoline capabilities
- Lots of coffee
- Gabe
- Lots of chocolate
- Lots of stakes
- Wood for carving more stakes
- Knives, crossbows, swords, daggers, etc etc. I would be a small armory.
- IPod! But this is going with me everywhere so…
- TV on dvd
- Movies on DVD
- Raid the Mall. Because…mall.
- Stock up on real food because chocolate and coffee would put Gabe and I both into sugar comas and that’s bad.
-ditto for bottled water
- kill a lot of things. Apocalypse=vampires, demons and boogeymen.

Santa Baby

- Some of those brass knuckles with the raised crosses on them like Konstantine had in the movie.

- The entire Disney collection on DVD. Gabe has never seen most of them and he needs to.

- Lots of Godiva chocolate

- A Starbucks in my house. There’s some rockstar that has one. I think I should have one too.

- My own song. I have no idea why and yet I still want one.

- More time. Because there’s not going to be enough. I know that.

A List About Me

My name is Cadence Isabelle Carson. I go by Cady.

I grew up in San Francisco but until very recently I lived in Half Moon Bay, California.

I used to want to be a ballerina when I grew up. I think most little girls do.

I never wanted a pony. Nothing against horses. I just didn’t want one.

I’m a slayer. One of many.

I’ve lived a hundred lives before. I’ll probably live a hundred after too.

I’m sickenly addicted to coffee.

And chocolate.

I have a boyfriend named Gabe.

My Mom left me with my dad when I was three months old. Since then it’s just been me and him.

Dad owns an architecture firm. He works a lot.

My entire life is filled with music. I rarely have quiet moments. My dad used to say that my IPod was going to grow into my ears.

I might have an addiction to fashion. Possibly.

And texting. Definitely.

I’m flunking my junior year

My IQ is somewhere around genius level and I aced the SATs.

If I go a day or two without slaying something, I get itchy.

And bitchy.

My favorite movie ever is Beauty and the Beast. I always stop it before the Beast turns back into the Prince. I like him better that way.