A/N: Hello people! Welcome to another chapter! Sorry I didn't update yesterday-I had to think of a riddle :P Hopefully it turns out okay ^^;

Thank you to The Mysterious Shadow and SPNAngelGirl for reviewing! Two reviews? Makes me feel extra happy :D

SPNAngelGirl-You just reminded me what I forgot on the end of my updates! Last time I was wondering what I was forgetting and then I saw your *salutes* and I was like: "O.O That's what I forgot!" Mlol we do have the exact same endings xD Btw: that is observant of you, about Castiel. He might seem calm, but really he's thinking a lot in his head.

So, hope you guys enjoy this chapter! All mistakes are mine obviously 'cuz I'm human!

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

Allons-y!

Sam returned with burgers for Dean and Castiel, and a salad for himself. They were seated at the table, ready to eat, and Sam noted Castiel just stared at his food.

"What's wrong Cas?" Sam asked.

Dean glanced over at Castiel. "It's a burger, Cas; it's good."

Castiel raised his head to look at the brothers. "Oh.. that's not it," Castiel said in a low voice. "I just feel that… well, shouldn't we say grace?"

Dean let out a laugh but it was quickly cut off when he saw Castiel's hurt face. "Sorry."

Castiel shook his head. "Nevermind," Castiel mumbled and got up.

"Where are you going?" Dean asked.

"Just outside," Castiel replied and headed to the door.

Sam glared at Dean.

"Cas, wait! I didn't mean to laugh!" Dean exclaimed and got up to head after Castiel.

The air was only slightly chilly, the clouds heavy in the night sky. Dean followed Castiel to the edge of the house, wondering what got into the angel.

"Cas, wait!" Dean said, running to catch up to Castiel. Dean stopped in front of Castiel and held out his hands.

Castiel glared at Dean with an irritated stare. "What, Dean?"

Dean let out a breath. "Look, I'm sorry. I didn't mean to offend you, really," Dean said sincerely. "It's just that I never really believe in that kind of stuff. I shouldn't have laughed."

Castiel lowered his eyes. "It's fine, Dean. Forget about it." Castiel tried to walk around Dean but Dean stopped him.

"Cas what's the matter?" Dean asked.

"I told you-it is nothing," Castiel replied. "I just need time to think."

"Bull," Dean said, frowning. "C'mon, tell me Cas. I won't tell Sam."

Castiel's face turned confused. "Why would you tell Sam?"

"Because he's a nosy pain in the butt who loves to snoop around for information," Dean said jokingly. "Cas, please."

Castiel remained silent for a while before deciding to speak. "I was just thinking what will happen when I get my memories back."

"You mean after you become an angel again?" Dean asked.

"What if I don't become one after this?" Castiel questioned, eyebrows furrowed. "What if we fail."

"Oh c'mon Cas," Dean said. "Don't start thinking like this, not now. We still have plenty of time left. What makes you think we can't solve it? Sammy's like a brainiac-I'm sure this'll be nothing he can't figure out."

Castiel glanced at Dean and then at the ground. "Was I a good angel?"

Dean blinked, caught off by the question. "Of course, Cas!" Dean said. "Dude, you pulled me out of Hell, you saved my ass and Sam's ass too many times to count." Dean paused for a moment. "You even helped me and Sam stop the apocalypse."

Castiel remained quiet, so Dean put his hands on Castiel's shoulders. "Cas, look at me." Castiel did. "I don't want to you to doubt yourself, alright? We're going to do this-you, me, and Sam- we're going to solve this riddle and get you back to your angelic self, alright?"

Castiel nodded solemnly. "Thank you, Dean."

Dean gave a small smile. "You're okay now?"

Castiel nodded and then his faced turned confused as a rumbling sounded.

"Looks like someone's hungry," Dean smirked and then patted Castiel's shoulder. "C'mon. How about we go eat now?"

Castiel nodded once again, and then the two went inside to the kitchen table, where Sam still sat.

"Everything okay?" Sam asked as Dean and Castiel sat at the table.

"Yup," Dean answered. "Everything's peachy."

Sam frowned but didn't press the matter further.

It was silent for a few minutes as they all ate. Castiel had finished his burger quite fast-even faster than Dean.

"May I have another one?" Castiel asked, looking up expectantly.

"Another burger?" Sam asked, eyes wide.

"It's fine," Dean said and grabbed a knife to cut his burger in half; he gave Castiel half of his burger. Sam stared at Dean as he sat back down. "What?"

"You never give up your burger," Sam said.

Dean shrugged. "I'm sharing," Dean replied. "There's a difference."

"Thank you Dean," Castiel said. "These make me very happy."

Sam rolled his eyes and went to finishing his salad.

After all were done eating, Sam put the dishes in the sink while Dean and Castiel sat in the living room. They were sitting quietly until they heard knocking at the door. Dean and Sam immediately drew their guns and headed for the door. After a moment, Dean yanked the door open, but nobody appeared. Sam bent down and picked up a folded note. Dean closed the door and locked it before joining Sam and Castiel.

"What's it say?" Dean asked.

"Because I feel that you humans need a push in the right direction, I will give you a hint," Sam read. "The riddle is about an item that I used to own. Find out which item it is, and then use it with the riddle. You can only choose one item. Choose the wrong item, and you automatically fail."

"Well Cas, looks like you were right with your hunch," Dean said.

"Alright, so we know that it's an item owned by her," Sam said. "Which could be anything. It doesn't necessarily mean it is that necklace or the chest."

Dean grumbled under his breath. "Maybe the riddle will give a hint to what item we're suppose to use."

Sam nodded in agreement. "I'll start looking over each item carefully. You guys get some rest."

Dean hesitated as if he wanted to stay, but Sam gave him a 'go on' look. "C'mon Cas."

Castiel followed Dean to the bedroom. "Since Sammy's stayin' up you can take his bed," Dean said.

"Are you sure?" Castiel asked, frowning.

"'Course I'm sure," Dean said and lay on his own bed. "We'll wake in a couple of hours."

Castiel went and lay on Sam's bed.

They were quiet for a long time-Dean thought Castiel had actually gone to sleep. Dean was about to drift off when he heard Castiel speak.

"Dean?" Castiel asked. Dean sat up to see Castiel standing next to his bed.

"What's up Cas?" Dean questioned. "Can't sleep?"

Castiel nodded. "I don't like sleeping in Sam's bed," Castiel said and then glanced down. "May I… sleep with you for the night?"

Dean actually gawked at Castiel. "Uh," Dean began, not sure how to reply. Dean glanced at Castiel's downcast face and sighed. "Fine. Come here." Dean moved over so Castiel could lay down. "Not a word of this to Sam, you hear me?"

"Why would I tell Sam about this?" Castiel questioned.

Dean shook his head. "Never mind," Dean said and turned around. "Go to sleep Cas."

Dean heard Castiel settle down and let out a sigh as he closed his eyes.

"Goodnight, Dean," Castiel said softly.

Dean let himself smile. "Goodnight Cas."

A/N: Yay, long chapter! Hope this is a good chapter! Tomorrow actually starts the action! :D Who's ready for this? I know I am! xD

As always, thanks fer reading! Be happy if you dropped a review! ^^

When I am done with this story, I will go back to finishing my others.

Until next time! *salutes*