A/N: Hey guys, look who's finally updating! Since summer began, long story short, my writing mojo vanished. It's still in the danger zone, but hopefully that will change.

The Mysterious Shadow: That's awesum! I was going to go to the one in Dallas ('cuz I happen to live in Texas), but I chose to go to the one in Chicago for some reason xD I'm doing the same with my mom.

Alrightie, let's continue this lovely story. All mistakes are mine 'cuz I'm human.

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

Allons-y!

"What do you mean you've been us?" Sam asked.

"Well, it's always nice to see a familiar face," the lady said and laughed as she turned to Castiel. "Hello Castiel. Frustrating, isn't it? You can't remember anything."

Dean stepped forward, knife drawn. "How do we reverse this?"

The lady's red eyes fell on Dean, eyeing him critically. "It's simple; you must solve a riddle."

"You're kidding, right?" Dean asked, giving a small laugh. "Okay, fine. What is this big riddle, then?"

"You think I'll just give it to you right now?" The lady questioned and smirked. "No."

Dean growled, aggravated. "We don't have all the time in the world here!"

The lady pointed a finger at Dean. "Exactly!" She exclaimed. "This is all about how clever you and your brother can be. I'll give you the riddle exactly when twenty-four hours remain."

"W-what?" Dean spluttered. "We need it now you friggin' witch!"

"Do you want the riddle or not Dean?" The lady questioned, raising a thin brow. "Come here with Castiel at the twenty-four hour mark and I'll give it to you. I'm sure between the three of you, you guys can figure it out. Maybe."

Dean gritted his teeth, fingers tightening around his knife.

"By the way," the lady said, "I suppose I might as well tell you what's at stake."

All three remained silent.

"Since Dean sent you here Castiel, I erased your memory and made you human; that much you all should know," the lady said and paused before continuing. "If you fail to solve the riddle, Castiel will remain human, but I shall grant him his memories back. Clear?"

"You son of a bitch," Dean said, eyes narrowed.

"So, I'll see you all at the twenty-four hour mark," the lady said dismissively. "Now: go!" The lady flung her hands, sending Dean, Sam, and Castiel backward, past the gate. The lady let out an ear piercing screech and vanished as the gate shut.

"Cas, you okay?" Dean asked, rushing over to Castiel.

"I believe I am okay," Castiel replied, sitting up.

Sam got up and walked over. "So now we have to wait until tomorrow. Great."

"Thanks Captain Obvious," Dean said, helping Castiel up.

"You're welcome Sergeant Sarcasm," San replied.

Dean glared at his brother. "Indeed Comrade Comeback," he said. "Let's go."

The three got into the Impala and drove back to the house. Once inside Dean put on a show for Castiel to watch while he and Sam went into the kitchen.

"So what now?" Sam asked, brows furrowing.

"Wait until tomorrow, what else?" Dean countered, feeling mildly irritated.

Sam glanced at his brother, opening his mouth to speak. "What did she mean that you sent Cas there?"

Dean paused in making a sandwich. "I was busy and I needed Cas to check out a lead."

"Why couldn't you have waited until I came back from interviewing?" Sam asked, giving his brother the 'how could you' look.

"It was a cursed object we needed to find to help save a victim," Dean said defensively.

"And?" Sam questioned. "Did you find it?"

Dean paused and let a sigh. "No."

Sam didn't reply; instead, he went over to the table by the window and opened his laptop.

Dean gritted his teeth and sliced the sandwich in half rather savagely. If he could go back, he would have gone with Castel, if he knew what was lying in wait. But Dean hadn't known, so this scenario wasn't entirely his fault…right?

Dean sighed and brought the sandwich to Castiel, who was watching the nature channel.

"Thank you," Castiel said, taking the sandwich.

Dean gave a nod and sat next to Castiel on the couch. "I'm sorry, Cas."

"Dean, it's fine," Castiel replied, glancing down. "You couldn't have known."

Dean felt guilt return to him. "But what if we can't solve this riddle-and when you get your memories back…you'll remember being an angel, but you won't be one."

"I try to stay positive, Dean," Castiel replied through a bite of sandwich. "I have faith in you and your brother. You should have faith as well."

Dean let out a chuckle. Having faith was the last thing on his mind. Yet, sitting next to Castiel, Dean could feel a glimmer of hope. If Castiel was confident, then he would be to.

A/N: Okay, so end of chapter! Hopefully it's okay! ^^ Any ideas to what the riddle should be?

Btw: I'm glad the season starts finally on Oct. 3rd! But from what I've heard, they're only going to do "flashbacks" of Dean in purgatory, so I'm guessing Dean and Sam will be back together right from the first episode. I'm kind of ticked off-they had potential, and they chose just to do it in flashbacks? Well, I won't judge too quickly. I'll have to wait until the first episode.

Until next time!