A/N: This story will be told in drabble form. This means that while chapters might exceed 100 words, they'll never reach much more than that.

Castiel Interferes

"Okay."

Several minutes had passed in which Laurent waxed poetic about the aroma of her blood like she was a fine wine and what a tragedy it was that he just had to have a taste. His steps had been predatory when he approached, but his hand was gentle when he bore her neck to him.

She watched a hallucination scream in outrage over her death and whisper sweet nothings to her as Laurent lapped at her bleeding neck. Her smile slipped into a frown when the black spots dotting out her vision made it difficult to make out his shape, leaving her with a fractured face to take with her as she faded away.

Rest in pieces.