He nodded. [Thank you.]It was for you Cassidy turned his head as he set down his guitar so she wouldn't see the wince that crossed his face as he knew he'd slipped up his thoughts. He felt alone, which he knew was stupid... he did have the Outsiders, even if they weren't all on good terms. But he missed being held, loved. Even if it was the fleeting love of a one night stand. He missed dog piles on the couch. At the Warehouse it was possible to never have a moment of privacy... he missed that.
And yes, life before Alejandro had been harder, before fighting back, it had been hard. They'd been young but as he thought about before Tammy and then before Frankie he felt a small pang inside as he wondered if she'd thought about the times before him. Blinking a few times to dry his eyes, Cas looked up at Sandy. [I don't like when we fight.] Any disagreements they may have had before had been brief and sorted out in a matter of hours at the most, not days or weeks. Many time just a nights sleep had realigned what was important.