A/N: OK. Trying to pick up the pace however my brain only activates for writing when I'm half-dead and need sleep, Urgh.

Please Read and Review as it would help greatly.

Meeting Part 2 / Misfortune:

As the creature sunk from exhaustion or just fainted neither Brother was really sure however once the docking platform began to crumble beneath them they only had one thought; get to land as fast as possible. Dean told Sam to run despite the obvious but taking care of his little Brother was necessary given they could have been killed at any moment.

Once back on the grass bank Dean spoke up "So, Ariel just tried to murder us"

"Very funny, Dean"

"I know, I'm hilarious. So, we're dealing with a Water Siren, how do we kill that?"

"Drag it to land, shot it in the heart or head. Let's just hope it doesn't have experience"

"What do you mean?"

"Some, if we're incredibly unlucky, do spend time on land but I think our one doesn't considering the mess he made"

"So that might have our 'fish' Rufus Polar caught"

"Think he'll speak to us again?"

"Speak? Sam you understand a word of what he said"

"You were the one who wanted his attention"

"We needed to know what we were dealing with, now that we do all we have to do is drag him on to land and blow his freakin' brains out. Simple, ease! Case closed and we can leave"

"Dean?"

"It doesn't matter Sam, we finish it then we go"

Sam wasn't sure how to react to his Brother's complete 180, before Dean was dragging his feet and now he was aching to leave with a second's notice.

It was getting late so the Brothers decided on a early night for a change, they somehow managed to sleep through the terrain that was the night as a storm had brewed

Castiel was swimming without paying attention to his direction, passing his Special Spot from earlier the Youngling roamed deeper towards the outskirts to keep his mind from resting on the two Humans he spoke at today, thanks to his premature faint he was not able to receive any answers, for Sam and Dean there seemed to be a barrier in communication, troubled Castiel swam around hoping an answer would fall onto his lap. The last month of his life could not be over so soon.

He listened above to the rumbling of the clouds and sky on land, he could feel the shift in the water's current as he needed to push himself harder to continue his journey, making the gullible mistake of climbing upwards instead of staying down. Without warning Castiel was thrown for side to side with no control of his actions or movements. He was trapped inside a water funnel of a currents reacting to the high winds above. Attempting to turn downwards now was a huge mistake as Castiel twisted himself and became locked in the funnel's anti-clockwise motion, dizziness was a strange sensation at first to the Youngling as his mind became too frazzled to focus while black spots danced around his vision. The Youngling was certain he was going to die, he wished he had said his proper goodbyes but no-one Human or Mer can die without having regrets in their lives.

Being tossed around by the very thing he loved - the sea, his home - was unbearable. An abandoned paddling boat smacked Castiel sideways - he was lucky his skin had a thicker density otherwise he was sure he'd be dead, forcing the Youngling's body to collide with the round stones of land, losing all sense of direction he pushed himself further onto the rocks, he could feel something lumpy beneath his hands. The gusts drew stronger by the second forcing Castiel to lose his balance and shoved by a rough, hardened texture that too was swaying through the night, above Castiel's ears could only describe it as rustling.

The Youngling was now completely unable to do the one thing any Mer should do if cast on land as it was unheard of to be washed up onto the shore; keep your tail hydrated. his Cobalt scales were dying rapidly, crackling as they picked away to dust, flittering off into the sky as the wing bound him to the ground. Suffocating Castiel knew this was his end, once again he hoped he had said something positive to his Brothers and Sisters before he died but he couldn't be sure anymore.

His eyes closed over, Castiel wished he could control his body however it's newfound weight pinned him to the spot, feeling a tear slip down his cheek knowing his fate was sealed.

"Goodbye..."