A/N: Hey guys, and welcome to another chapter. I hope as this story goes along it'll get more interesting. ^^;

All mistakes are mine 'cuz I'm human.

Disclaimer: I do not own Supernatural, nor any of its characters.

Thanks to Leilabeth and The Mysterious Shadow for reviewing!

Allons-y!

"So do you remember anything else?" Sam asked, arriving with a sandwich, which Castiel took gratefully. After a moment of chewing, Castiel seemed to ponder.

"Honestly I don't remember anything," Castiel replied and frowned. "I am sorry I cannot be of more help."

Dean sighed and leaned back into the couch. "What should we do, Sam? Summoning? Psychic?"

Sam shrugged in return. "You sure there is nothing else Cas? A location we can check out?"

Castiel took another bit of the sandwich. "It was a secluded house. One of those houses you see and get a creepy feeling."

"Like a haunted house?" Sam guessed, raising an eyebrow.

"It's possible," Castiel said and put the plate down. "The house…has two red roses on the outside, one on each side."

Dean glanced at Sam. "Kinda weird, don't ya think?"

Sam nodded in response. "Cas, do you know where? Was it close to here?"

"Well, it was near to the market that I found myself at, I think," Castiel replied. "Though I am not sure how I got to the market."

Sam gave a puzzled stare.

"Whoever did this probably transported Cas there," Dean said and then got up. "Alright Sammy. Let's start by that mart, then. It's the best lead we've got."

Castiel glanced up at them. "Do I come with you two?"

Sam opened his mouth to speak but Dean cut in. "Yes, you can come. You can help us identify the house." Dean motioned for Castiel to follow.

"Dean!" Sam hissed as they walked to the car. "We can't bring him! What if whatever did this to him goes after him? What then?"

Dean paused and turned to Sam. "One, this lady, as Cas said she is, said she's giving him forty-eight hours; I don't think she'll interfere until then. Second, we need Cas. Maybe he can help us."

Sam scoffed. "How, Dean? He can't fight!"

Dean got into the Impala. "He doesn't need to fight; he just needs to show us where the house is. Isn't that right, Cas?" He turned as Castiel got into the Impala with Sam.

"I suppose," Castiel murmured, casting his eyes down.

Dean gave a sigh, started the Impala, and then drove off in the direction of Fuzzy's.

They arrived in a secluded area not to far off from the store, and Dean drove down each street slowly, glancing at all the houses. Finally Dean stopped when they got to a complete black house that was bounded by a large black gate. They got out of the car and went to the gate, peering beyond it to catch a glimpse of the house.

"Hey, look," Sam said, pointing ahead. "Two roses."

Dean squinted his eyes. "Yeah, that doesn't look creepy at all," Dean said, then nodded to Sam. "Ready?"

Sam nodded in return. "Stay behind us Cas."

Dean shoved the gate open and immediately a shrill cry sounded.

"Maybe it's some kind of alarm used to scare people away," Dean muttered under his breath, drawing out a knife. "C'mon."

Sam gave an exasperated look before following behind with Castiel.

The house looked quite old, with parts sunken in railings falling apart and parts of the roof missing. They had gotten almost to the doorway when a dark mist appeared in front of the door, taking the shape of a woman.

"Hello," the lady said, eyes red. "I've been expecting you."

A/N: Short chapter is short, and I apologize. :P However, next chapter will get longer. I think I'm getting used to writing back in past tense, so it won't be much of a challenge anymore xD

Until next time! *salutes*

P.S: I'm attending the Chicago Con this October, and I kinda don't know anybody going ^^; I mean, my mom is coming, but I'd like to know a few people as well, or I'll feel really awkward ^^;. Is anyone else?

P.S.S: If you've already attented a con, is there anything specifically I should know? Thanks fer yer help!