This is the sequel to SuperNaturally Mindboggling – as requested by fans! –

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Hansel, Hansel, Gretel, and Castiel – Chapter 1

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19th Century.

Dean and Sam Winchester, and Castiel found themselves in a forest where it was nothing but dense trees, thick foliage, moss, and dead leaves under their feet.

Instead of guns, they were armed with crossbows.

Dean and Sam lifted the unfamiliar weapons and looked at them, "Oh, this is not good, not good at all. Exactly where the hell are we at?" Dean touched the string that was stretched out taut and an arrow on the cross section.

"Crossbows, Dean?" Sam pointed at his current weapon.

Castiel began to wander nearby and was looking above him, at the trees. He was touching the trunks as if making sure they were real tree trunks.

Dean looked underneath the weapon and saw the trigger switch and pressed it.

All at once, the arrow was instantly released and it shot straight through and pierced into the trench coat of Castiel! And Dean saw that it was in between his legs, very close to his upper thighs.

"Oh! Sorry Cas!" Dean's face was beet red.

Castiel looked down and pulled out the arrow and said, "I think you're supposed to aim higher, Dean." Castiel said.

"I know that!" Dean said. "It was a mistake."

Sam looked about him and frowned, "Hey, Dean?" He turned completely 360 degrees and then looked at Dean, "Where's Emily?"

Dean suddenly began to look frantically, "Em!" He called out to her.

"Dean," Castiel said calmly as he stood next to a tree.

"What?" Dean looked at him. "We're looking for Emily, Cas!"

"She's up there, Dean." He then glanced up.

Sam and Dean rushed to Castiel's side and looked up to where the Angel was looking as well, and saw Emily hanging upside down, unconscious.

"Emily!"Dean yelled at her but she did not respond.

They could see her feet was stuck into two branches as the underneath of her knees were on top of another branch, which was what held her onto to the tree branches, her cross bow laying in between her legs.

"Stop yelling, Dean! If she struggles, she's gonna fall!" Sam said.

"One of us is gonna have to climb up there and get her down." Dean said.

Sam arched his brows at his brother.

"What? You're the tallest." Dean pointed.

"You're her girlfriend." Sam grinned.

Dean gave him a dark look as he muttered, "Panda puss."

"Jerk," Sam returned.

"Bitch." Dean bit back as he began to hop up the lowest branch which was five feet from the ground.

"I didn't see a female dog, Dean." Castiel was looking around him.

Dean and Sam shook their heads as Dean continue to climb up until he was more than ten feet above the ground and shaking Emily, "Emily! Wake up! Nap time's over, hummingbird!"

He gently slapped her cheek.

She was still out.

Dean then leaned forward and pressed his lips on her and kissed her hard.

Feeling her tensed for a moment before she relaxed and wrapping her arms around his neck, she kissed him deeply.

"Mmmm, this is a very nice way to wake up to, Dean." She grinned as she pulled back a little to catch her breath and opened her eyes.

Her smile then faltered as she looked about her and frowned, "Where am I, Dean? Where are we?"

"Okay, hummingbird, don't panic…we're on a tree…up high…so be careful but don't get up! No...no, no…!"

As soon as he spoke those last four words, Emily tried to sit up and her feet became loose from the branches that were holding her and she lost her hold completely and fell off!

Down she went and fast!

Luckily there were a few branches that broke her fall but they were small branches so she literally broke those small branches as they tried to break her fall.

"Sam!" Dean yelled from where he was atop, looking down. "Catch her fall!" he began to climb down as fast as he could without slipping off the branches as well.

Sam was watching her fall and held his hands out to catch her but seeing that she was coming down rapidly, he stepped away from her and let her fall onto the thick dead leaves as she landed with a thump!

"OOF!" Emily winced as she began to rub her butt. "Ooh…that really hurts!"

"Sorry Emily!" Sam came to kneel beside her, "Are you hurt?"

She cracked opened an eye, "My ass-cheeks and my ego."

Sam nodded, "That is good to hear." He patted awkwardly on her shoulder before he stood up and watched Dean descend from the tree.

"She's fine, Dean!"

As soon as he came down, Dean rushed to her, "You okay, hummingbird?" He leaned close to her and began to feel all over her, checking on broken limps.

Sam rolled his eyes, "Dean, she's fine."

Dean gave him a dirty look, "I told you to catch her fall, Sammy!"

"I thought you said to let her fall!" Sam said.

"Why would I say that?" Dean gave him an exaggerated look.

Sam shrugged.

Dean shook his head.

Emily touched Dean's shoulder, "Dean, I'm fine and it's no one's fault! So let's forget about it. Just help me up."

Dean assisted her up as Emily winced slightly at her bruised bump. "Where's my weapon?"

As if on cue, they heard leaves falling and loud rustling sound from above the trees as they all looked up and saw a cross bow coming down and when it did, it hit the ground as the trigger went off, the arrow was release!

It pierced again in between Castiel's legs again.

Dean and Sam arched their brows at the same time, "Damn, those arrows really like the Angel's crouch…must be telling us something!" They grinned as one.

Castiel pulled it out again and handed it to Emily, "I don't think this was mean for my legs, either."

Dean handed her the crossbow but Emily frowned at it, "That's not mine, Dean. Where's my Glock?"

"Sam and I woke up with these in our hands as well. This is the 19th century, Emily. No modern weapons."

"Great!" Emily frowned as she took the crossbow and examine it. "Hmm…I guess it'll have to do."

"Emily," Castiel approached her. "Do you hear the Lance?"

Emily arched her brow and looked and nodded, "It's faint but it's this way," she pointed northward.

They began to walk together northwards as indicated by Emily and soon they saw a dirt path and followed it.

Emily was walking beside Dean while Sam was walking beside Castiel behind them.

Dean had wrapped his arm around Emily's shoulder as they walked and talked softly, hopefully out of the ear shots of Sam and Castiel.

"Em, are you still mad at me for not wanting you to…er…you know…"

Emily gave him a tight smile, "Dean, I'm not upset. I understand from your point of view but I can see why you don't want me to stay. I wish you'd ask and discuss with me first."

"I realized that but I thought you might not like our way of life." Dean turned to look at her.

She nodded her head thoughtfully, "Just let me decide, will you Dean?"

He nodded, "You're right, hummingbird."

Emily snapped her head and watched him closely, "Wait, are you apologizing to me?" She grinned.

He shook his head, "NO! I don't…I never…."

She stopped walking. "Oh yes you have, Dean. You have." She paused suddenly as she looked up and raised her hand to stop the other two. "I think we have company."

Dean and Sam instantly began to look around them as they raised their crossbow to their eyelevel, their fingers at the trigger.

Castiel was looking as well and he stiffened when he felt uncomfortable and frowned, "Dean, it's…"

A body suddenly felt from a mess of trees and flopped heavily in the middle of them.

"That is not very elegant at all!" The dark body said.

The four converged to lean into the dark form.

He stood up and looked at them.

Dean and Sam arched their brows at the unexpected 'guest', Castiel continued to frown at him, Emily was still pointing her cross bow at him as she did not know who he was.

"What are you doing here?" Dean asked gruffly.

"Well, hello Dean. And Sam." He smiled at Castiel, "Well, if it isn't the innocent and loathsome Castiel, charmed." Then he looked at Emily with interest.

"And who is this newbie?"

Emily arched her brow at Dean, "Who's this douche bag?"

"Douche bag? Moi? I would reduce you literally into said bag if I could but you're lucky we have no powers here." He glared angrily at Castiel. "All I asked Zapkiel was where you merry idiots were, and he had the mitigating gall to snap me here! When I get back to heaven, I'll reduce that puny Angel into a pimple! Now Castiel, how about you get me back to the current time." He adjusted the cuffs of his black shirt.

"Is he serious?" Emily looked at him. "Or is he on some high?"

"Oh, he is serious, all right Emily." Sam replied, "You mean you can't get out of here?" He looked at Crowley.

He gave Sam an exasperated look, "Hello? What have I been talking about?" He turned back to Castiel. "Let's go Princess, we haven't all day! I have a few souls to puncture and torture. This is getting really old and tiresome."

"Who is he?" Emily asked. "Can I shoot him now?" Emily was still pointing her crossbow. "My finger is really trigger-itchy, guys."

"Oh no, little sister." He walked close to Emily and grinned at her maliciously. "Don't you know who I am?" He asked smugly.

"Not a clue, and I don't give a damn. And you obviously don't have any powers or you'd have used them on me."

He frowned at her. "You're not afraid of me?"

She shook her head.

Dean and Sam exchanged grins, "He had no idea." Sam said.

"Nope." Dean chuckled. "And he's about to get a lesson from her."

They began to laugh.

"Hey!" Emily exclaimed, "So, who's this ass hole?"

Dean smiled, "Oh, this is Crowley, hummingbird. He's the king of the underworld."

Emily stared at Crowley who wriggled his brows and then stared at Dean, "King of the Underworld? Like in Hades?" They nodded but Crowley shook his head.

"No, that's not me. Hades is not real. He's a mythical being. He's pure conjecture made up by puny humans." He said with derision.

Emily glanced over at Dean, "Is he for real?"

"Oh yeah hummingbird. Crowley, what are you doing here?"

"I'm here for Castiel." He said arrogantly. Then he turned to him, "A moment please…preferably private?" He pointed to a space.

Castiel stepped to the space Crowley had indicated and waited.

"Excuse us," Castiel nodded to them and walked to Castiel and they began talking.

Emily lowered her weapon and watched their exchanges, "I guess it makes sense, if there's Angels, there'd be demons."

"Glad to see you taking all this so calmly." Sam pointed.

She shrugged, "After all I'd seen, I can't deny supernatural doesn't exist around us anymore. It certainly makes my job as a profiler much more impossible to do."

Castiel and Crowley came before the three humans.

"Dean," Castiel began. "We have more problems. The demons know you're here."

Dean glanced over to Crowley. "You believe him?"

Castiel nodded, "He would not lie to me."

Crowley gave him a look, "I am being truthful, I mean what do I have to lose? After all I am lost in this bloody primitive place." Crowley rolled his eyes.

"Okay, we're losing daylight here, let's get going." Dean urged them.

"And where it is we're going?" Crowley looked about him as he sneered.

"The Lance of Holy." Castiel revealed. "We're looking for it…well, Emily is. She is the only one who can hear it."

Crowley raised his brow, "Not that stick! Don't tell me the Angels have lost that tooth pick again?"

Emily giggled as Dean and Sam shook their heads.

"It's a Lance, Crowley, Raphael had taken it and he is hiding it somewhere in this century and Emily is the only one who can hear it will help Castiel find the Lance." Dean explained to him.

Crowley turned his gaze at her with interest and laughed, "Ah! Another chosen one? Did they tell you what happened to the last one?"

Emily frowned, "There was another?"

He nodded, "Oh yes."

Castiel stepped in between them, "No Crowley. It is not for her to know."

"Oh yes, Castiel. We have an agreement." Crowley smiled.

"But she is not the chosen one, Crowley, she is the Warrior of God."

"Oh?" Crowley looked closely at her. "I like her very much, she has courage. I want her, Castiel."

Castiel shook his head again. "No, Crowley. She has to locate the Lance."

Emily shook her head, "Okay, you two." She glanced from Castiel to Crowley and back to Castiel. "I don't like this Angel and Demon talk among yourselves and I don't like this cryptic exchange about the chosen one, Castiel. What are you guys talking about?" She faced him?

Dean nodded, "Okay, Castiel. I agree with Emily, what exactly is going on here? This is not just about the Lance isn't it? And what is Crowley really here for?"

Castiel and Crowley exchanged looks and nodded before Castiel spoke, "Dean, we are still looking for the Lance of Holy. That is our mission."

"And then?" Dean prompted.

"And then," Crowley spoke up. "We will use it to kill Lucifer." He turned to Sam. "Oh yes, Sam. He still wants you as his vessel, oh lucky one."

"I don't find it funny, Crowley." Sam frowned at him.

"On the contrary, it is jolly green giant." He grinned.

Dean arched his brow.

"Who invited him to our party?" Emily griped.

"Castiel did," Crowley replied with a grin. "Face it, little sister. You're stuck with me."

"I'm not your little sister, you …you…Crow!"

Crowley laughed as they began to walk. "I like her, Castiel. I'm serious, I want her when this is over."

"You can't have her, Crowley." Dean said angrily.

"Sticks and bones…yada, yada, yada…" Crowley began walking ahead of everyone until he spotted a large house made of…candies!

Brightly colored candy were decorated on the outer walls of house and on the roof, it was lined with chocolate slates in place of roofing slates.

"Oh hello there!" Crowley said cheerfully as he turned off the path and headed to the house and tearing off a long sticky piece of the wall and tasted it. "Mmm…Really, my favorite; fruiti roll -ups!" He continued to bite into it and munch on it.

"No!" Emily tried to stop him. "You're not suppose to…" She lowered her hand as it was too late, "This is trap, Crow. Don't you read your Fairy tales?"

Crowley glared at her, "It's Crowley, pet. And yes I know my Fairy bedside stories, my mommy and daddy read them to me when I was a wee lad. But I don't give a rat's ass about them because they're all a bunch of crock written by two brothers who were obviously on a mushroom high lost in a forest ."

He continued to lick at the sticky red gooey glob and ignored them.

Castiel walked towards the door and opening it he entered into it.

"Cas! Don't…" Dean turned to Emily, "Don't they ever listen to us?" He quickly ran into the house but the door closed in on them before Sam could enter. He tried to jiggle the handle but it broke loose on him as he held it out and showed it to Emily.

"Weak handles?" Sam said to her.

Emily rushed to the door too as she began to bang on it, "Dean! Castiel!"

They heard muffled struggles within and furniture being thrown about.

Sam and Emily began to push against the door, "Hang on, Guys! We're coming!" Sam yelled as he kept pushing the door.

"Hey Crow!" Emily called to Crowley who was still eating part of the house. "How about giving us a hand?"

Crowley turned to face her, "No until you address me by my proper name, pet."

Emily rolled her eyes and blew at her bangs, "Okay, how about some help, oh, king of the damn underworld?"

Crowley began to walk to her and smile, "That's close enough, pet." He began to push against the door with Sam, "This is so beneath me."

"Just think, it's a human gesture and very charitable of you." Emily said as she pushed with them.

"I don't understand charity." He said sarcastically but he kept at pushing at the door.

The door finally broke as they all fell into the house.

Emily was sandwiched between Sam and Crowley with Crowley's heavy frame on top of her.

"Ooh! I feel like flattened bread. Get off me, Crowface!" Emily began to push Crowley off of her.

"It's Crowley, cricket!" He griped as he stood up and began brushing dirt off from his arms. "Get my name right, girlie."

Emily, who was standing up, glared at him, "It's not girlie, Crowhead."

Crowley returned her glare.

Sam held his hands out, "Okay, you two…I'm getting a headache. I…" They felt their bodies stiffening up and their hands suddenly forced to their sides and being bound as they were pushed against the wall behind them where they saw Dean and Castiel in a small wooden cage.

Sam turned to look at them, "Hey, I see you're all caged up."

Dean shook his head, "You're a genius, Sam."

They heard a horrible gasping, rough sandy voice, "Ah! More food!"

Emily, Sam, and Crowley turned to look and as one, they gasped at the most hideous and horrific face on a body.

"What the hell is that?" Crowley asked.

"I think that's a witch." Sam nodded at the creature before them; it's eyes were red and wrinkled as its nose were long and snarled and on it were full of pus. It's has rotted teeth and it was breathing through it instead of its nose, its breath was very fetid and foul. It's skin was pale and sallow and full of pus as well. It's nails were long and black.

"A witch?" Crowley pointed repulsively, "I've never met a witch. Never thought they truly existed. What a beauty she is." He said sarcastically.

"That's a face only a mother or father would love." Emily cringed as she said to him.

"Well, don't look at me, I'm not its Mommy or Daddy, pet." Crowley glared at her. "And there's no love for that hideous thing." Crowley shivered. "How in the world did I end up in here? I need to get out fast! This is a nightmare!"

"Tell me about it!" Sam said.

"For once, I agree with you."Emily nodded.

"Hey! How about springing us out?" Dean said through the bars.

Emily leaned over, "Dean, we're in tied up too." She looked up over at Sam who shook his head. "So, stay put and we'll figure something out, honey."

Crowley grinned at her, "You and Ken-doll? Oh, this is really fun. This might be a fun trip after all."

"Shut up, Crow feet." Emily wrinkled her face at him.

Dean leaned back and sat down next to Castiel and shook his head. "We're doomed.

"Dean, we're in a cage, not in doom….Actually, we're still on Earth. I'm not sure where doom is."

Dean stared at him and dropped his head down dejectedly; doomed.

"Anyone has any brilliant ideas? She is coming to us with that sharp knife and looking at one of us with interest." Crowley looked around as the witch approached them with a sharp knife.

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End of Chapter 1

A/N: Let me know what you think! If I should continue!