Margaretta turned from a slight smile at Castiel to a full blown glare at Sam with just a few simple words from him.
"I'm NOT her. I won't BE her because in the end, when it came down to it I wasn't weak enough to make that deal. My soul is mine and not some black and twisted thing with no hope of redemption...whatever you think she is? She isn't good, demons don't know how to be, any of them, and I won't live in a world thats hers, and if you can't accept that then...then...well actually I don't believe it matters, you have no right to decide my fate"
She turned back to Castiel, more wary of Sam than ever, she didn't like his outbursts.
"...I'm quite tired, I would prefer to be alone for now and believe its time Sam left"