"So, Cassie; you've fallen." Olivia smirked, stroking the flat of the angel blade with her fingertips. "Am I the only one getting a sense of déjà vu, here?"

Cas stood tall, raising his chin in a display of dominance. "Are you here to kill me, Olivia?"

"Maybe..." She sighed, cocking her head. "Haven't decided yet."

Cas remained resolute, not letting her words confuse him. "Why don't you just do it now? Get it over with?"

"That scared about being human?" She laughed. "It's not all that bad." She looked down at herself. "Alright, it's a pain in the ass. Walking around everywhere, money, sleeping. It's so tiresome. You have to resort to using charm to win people over, instead of your massive ego." She winked at him. "You'll hate it."

"Will I get the chance to find out?" Castiel asked her passively, glancing at the angel blade.

"That's the question, isn't it?" She smiled. "I was going to kill you right now; none of your little body guards about, but then I heard what she was saying... you're losing your grace. And that's going to hurt like hell."

"You would rather see that than kill me yourself?"

"Oh, don't get me wrong; I will kill you... I think I'm just going to wait."

"For me to become human."

"Yeah." She agreed, laughing. "Should be fun to see; I get to watch the Titanic sink."

"The Titanic was considered a great tragedy – people did not watch in glee." Castiel almost scolded.

"Yet they made a huge film about it!" She shrugged. "Dad always hated that film. Said if he heard that stupid song one more time he'd go back and make sure it'd never get made."

"He tried." Cas reminded her. "He took great pleasure in stopping that event."

Her face turned sour. "Because YOU asked him to." She spat. "He was helping you on your selfish mission. He did everything you asked of him!"

"And I did not appreciate it enough." Castiel conceded. "I betrayed him."

"Remind you of anything?" She scoffed. "You're just as bad as him."

"I would be proud to be half the man that Dean Winchester is." Castiel took a step towards her, his eyes fierce.

"A murderer? A traitor? An irrational, arrogant fool?" She cried. "You're more than half way there."

Castiel almost let his anger take a hold of him, but kept it in check, stepping back. He exhaled through his nose, and looked at the girl. "I am sorry about your father, Olivia; were I to go back, I would not repeat my actions."

"Because you lost?" She sarcastically surmised.

"Because I see now that everything I did was wrong." He told her. "And I am sorry that you are paying for my mistake."

She looked taken aback; she hadn't expected a genuine apology from him. She had seen his memories, she had seen how it had happened, but only now was she meeting the man who committed them.

She swallowed down the lump in her throat. "Everyone seems to be paying for your mistakes, don't they?" She whispered. "People are dying because of you."

Cas thought of Bobby. "I know. And I will help stop it."

She scoffed. "Better do it fast." She spat the words out darkly. "How much longer do you have?" She asked. "How many more times can you wipe away their cuts and bruises? How many more times can you teleport? Exorcise Demons? You're running out, Cassie; if you're not going to be their angel in a dirty trench coat, what will you be?" She looked down at him. "You don't even have your coat any more. How pathetic is that?"

"You shouldn't concern yourself with that." He told her, slight sarcasm coming out to play.

"You're just sand in an hourglass, Cas." She told him. "You can try and stop it from falling, but sooner or later, there's not going to be anything left."

He stepped forward again, this time stood close, towering over her, looking down his nose to her. "I will still be there. I am not my powers."

He felt something sharp press across his stomach and jolted back. She was grinning, holding the blade in her hand, pointing it at him. "Careful, sweetheart; I might change my mind yet." She laughed, and lowered it. "Why don't you run back to your little hunter before he starts to wonder where you are?"

"What will you do?"

"Things to see, people to do." She sung out as she began to walk away. "Don't worry – you'll be seeing me."

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