summary: Cassie is a girl who falls in love with a boy named Michael only to be murdered and then to become an angel where she later on find Michael again only he's now known as Dean Winchester.

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Reincarnation chapter 1 now corrected. PLEASE leave feedback if you have time, thanks.

Cassie= castiel =)


Cassie sat on a chair in her room in front of a mirror, sighing as she got ready for the ball this evening. Her father Zachariah had insisted on her going and there was nothing she could do about it. Unlike her sister Rosalind, who loved balls and the supposedly eligible gentlemen that would be attending, Cassie was nothing like her sister. She found men infuriating and dim-witted. Men where suppose to gently place a kiss on her hand and she was meant to what? Fall weakly to her knees and submit to marriage. This logic was lost on her.

"Come on Cassie, we need to go before the ball starts," her sister insisted as she fixed her curled red hair in the mirror. "Father arranged this ball especially for you, in hopes of you finding an eligible man to marry."

"What if I don't wish to be married? I'm happy with the way my life is and I wish nothing except for it not to change."

"I don't understand you, sister," Rosalind declared. "How could you not want to be married? Think about the mansion and estate that would be yours, the handsome gentleman that would be at your side. How could you not want that?"

"I'm not like you Rosalind," Cassie reminded her sister.

"Yes, well if you want to stay old and unmarried then that's fine by me but I'm going to the ball," she said storming off.

"I'm not old," Cassie said running after her sister to demand what exactly she meant by old.

"What do you mean old?" she asked her sister when she finally found her at the balcony.

"Look at them all!" Rosalind said from the balcony in excitement as she looked down at all the guests. "Isn't it astounding?" she asked.

"Yes, astounding," Cassie agreed in a disinterested tone.

"Oh, Cassie! I don't understand you. What could be better than a ball?"

Cassie could think of a few things, one of them being literature but it would be pointless to mention, seeing as Rosalind only ever heard what she wanted to hear.

"Come on Cassie, at least try to look pleased. You know if you don't find a suitable gentleman by the end of the evening, father will be disappointed."

"Father's always disappointed," Cassie answered.
Ever since their mother Eleanor was murdered, father was always disappointed. Disappointed wasn't the right word; angry was the right term to use. He usually took out his anger on the guards and servants.

"Yes, well Cassie, this is the third ball father has arranged for you in hopes of you finding a suitable partner," Rosalind said walking alongside the staircase and into the luxurious hall where every single eyes was on Rosalind. She waved and smiled at everyone as she walked down the stairs.

When it was my turn to walk down the stairs, my heart fluttered a little. I hated all the whispers that no doubt were about me seeing as everyone was looking at me. I hated the lingering looks; they always made me feel uncomfortable. As I walked along, Charles introduced me to the guests.

"Miss Cassie Novak, eldest daughter of Sir Novak."

As I reached the floor I could hear the noise levels increase. Everyone was back to dancing and the whispers were blocked by the noise of the music.

"That wasn't so hard now, was it?" I heard Charles tell me with a smile as he took my hand.

"I suppose not," I told him with a small smile.

"Shall we?" he asked taking my hand and walking me further into the hall ready to introduce me to all the eligible bachelors I was to meet and to my father's hopes, marry one of them.

I sighed as he led me into the hall knowing full well this was a waste of time.

"At least try to look pleased," he told me noticing how miserable I looked. Again I gave him a small smile.

Charles was married to Alice, whom I had introduced him to. He had been madly in love with her from the moment he laid eyes on her. She was more of the adventurous type but who was I to judge who one should fall in love with.

"How is Alice?" I asked.

"She is well, she is expecting our son."

"That's incredible news. You must bring her to see me once she delivers; I would very much love to see the boy," I said feeling pleased and happiness for him.

"I shall," he told me not being able to hide the happiness of the smile that appeared on his face.

We reached the first eligible men and Charles introduced him as Sir Williams.
I made polite conversation and Charles moved on to the next gentleman.
The rest of the night went by pretty much the same. Charles introduced me to the men and by the end of the evening I had forgotten half of the men I had met.

All except for Adam even if I wished to forget him there was no way I could forget his nauseating behavior and to make matters worse my father and sister wouldn't stop talking about him. He was the favored gentleman I was to marry; his family was wealthy and had good alliance with my father.

As the evening drew closer so did the question my father was to ask me at the end of the evening.
"So did you see anyone that caught your fancy, Cassie?" Father asked as was expected at the end of the evening.

"No," I replied.

"Are you sure Cassie? Not even Adam?" he asked hoping that I would say yes.

Adam was a fit young single man with blond hair and light blue eyes and had all the women falling head over heels in love with him however; I didn't see what the attraction was. He liked to show off and lacked intelligence.

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