Hello my dear readers! Finally I got this chapter written, yay! Chapter 18 it is, scary huh, we are almost at the end of this journey. So I want to thank all of you for being patient and understanding. Thank you for all supportive and understanding reviews especially to the last post I made. I haven't had the time to write you back but I just say it now to all of you that I am really thankful and blessed to have such amazing readers.

Now that school is over I have much more time to write, so hopefully I can get the 19th chapter quicker done. I have to do a little studying during the summer because I have my Swedish matriculation exam when schools start up again and I want to pass so I'll need to do that but I still got time in my and hands to write and enjoy the summer. Gladly the coming school year is my senior year so it's my last year of high school but there is also a problem, I got no idea what I want to do in future and I should know it pretty soon. Gosh, why life is so damn complicated.

But now to the chapter.

Notifications: I still don't own anything alright, I think it's pretty clear by now.

Warnings: None? But be aware of spelling mistakes or mistakes in grammar, I spellchecked it and all but as I am Finnish and I possibly have small form of dyslexia, there still might be some mistake.

Castiel wanders around Bobby's house without any oblivious reason. I want to ask him, what the hell is he doing but I don't, I let the angel be. It has been hours since Castiel announced that he is from the year 2015 and he hasn't said anything else, and to be honest my patience is running thin. I clear my voice and say, "Castiel, hey Castiel.", Cas turns around looking at me curiously and says, "Yes Dean?". "Do you know how to get back?", I say praying that he does. He tilts his head, like a dog listening to a sound coming from somewhere. "I do.", he says but quickly his face twists into confused look, "Or I think I do.", he rubs his forehead and continues, "I should know how, but, but I can't recall exactly how." Great, he doesn't remember.

I get up and get a cup of coffee and sit down. I've been researching for hours and I feel like I am gonna die on my feet. Cas is weird, he's always been weird but now he is weird weird, like really weird. I can't wrap my finger around it but there is something different about him. First I tought it was because I've been spending awfully a lot of time with the Castiel-Not-2015-Cas but it's not it. Okay the amnesia is just my luck, of course he does not remember the way back to 2015, he also does not remember how he got here and he doesn't know where the Castiel-Not-2015-Cas is. So we research, research and research with out any clue what to research. And my time is running out. And I fucking don't want to be here when the week is due. I just wanna go home.
It is night again and I decide to get the really needed sleep, even though I really don't have time for that. I see a dream only to realize moments later that it is not a dream, it is a vision. Sam is in a bar, drinking, looking like hell. Writing something on a piece of napkin. He looks around the bar and suddenly his eyes stop at me. I first think that he is looking at something behind me, so I'll turn around, there is no one. But then I see the fondness in my little brothers eyes and I know, he sees me.

He talks, but I can't hear him. He looks like he is trying to explain something, something important. People around him are scared, not like I could blame them, if there were a giant man talking to no one with crazed look next to me I would be too. Soon Sam realizes that too, he looks like a nut job and I can't hear him. He takes the napkin and holds it up so I can see it. There reads in Sams ugly chicken leg writing : Not shapeshifters- angels. My vision shakes and I wake up in bed in Bobby's guest room. What could that mean? No way! The shapeshifters that I hunted with Sam before all this shit happened, were angels? But why would those winged SOB's go to such measures? Why would they even want to be shapeshifters, usually their ego are driven by the fact that they are angels. But as always, there is a reason why the dicks with wings would do something. And I will dig the answer out, with my own bare hands if I need to.

I tell about the vision to Cas and Bobby. They don't say much, we keep on researching. It feels like we've been through at least half of the Bobby's library and still we haven't found anything useful. For the past hour or so Cas has been trying to remember the way back to 2015 but there has been only little progress. But little is better than nothing right? We now got two ingredients that supposedly are what we need; demons blood and lambs bone. Cas promised to get those later. It's already been 3 days which mean I have four left and I feel like we are going to fail. We have found information about shapeshifters, angels and time travelling spells which includes of demons blood and lambs bone. We found out that surprise surprise the angels were the reason why I've been stuck in the past. We don't know what their plans are exactly but clearly they wanted to change something by sending me here. Maybe they wanted to erase all we've done. All the people we've saved wouldn't be saved if I'm stuck in a loony bin all my life but then again some thing wouldn't happen, like me going to hell. I can only guess why and I am not about to waste my time figuring it out. All we need is to get the damn spell completely so we can get the fuck out of here.

I am Winchester, I was taught to be fearless. And I've acted fearless most of my life, mostly for Sammy's sake, he don't need to burdened with my childish feelings. He would say that it is normal to feel fear, sadness, loss, he would say that that's what makes us human. If asked now, I would say that I'm not afraid, I've been in hell, purgatory, I've fucking fought things that shouldn't even exist. But truly I'm scared. I'm not scared of dying, getting hurt or things like that. I'm scared that my time runs out, that I cannot get back, I cannot see my Sammy for the last time. So yeah even though I am a Winchester and as my dad taught me- Winchester are afraid of nothing, Winchester are to be feared. I am afraid cause like Sammy says, I'm only human.

John Winchester sits with his son in a car. He smiles, the hunt was successful, Sam is getting better everyday. Sam eats his burger in silence, it wasn't unusual anymore that Sammy didn't babble his ear off. Since they left Dean, he had become different. But at least now he doesn't whine about hunting that much. There is a knock on the Sammy's side of door. There is petite brunette woman standing there, smiling widely. "Excuse me?", she says as Sammy slowly rolls the window down. "I'm sorry to just come to you like this but are you John Winchester?", the woman's says excitement in her eyes. Johns posture stiffens, Sams too. "Who is asking?", he says voice dangerous. The woman's smile widens and her eyes turn black. "tsk, tsk, I wouldn't do that if I were you", she says as John reaches for the knife in his boot, "for Sammy's sake, you wouldn't want to lose another son would ya.", she says clearly enjoying the moment. "All you gotta do Daddy Winchester is to get your crazed son out of here, for good.", "He is causing too much trouble for us and plans are not on their right track." John looks at the woman with a deadly glare but he says and does nothing. "So if you want your sons to be able to continue their miserable life's, please do what say or they suffer the same destiny as your lovely wife.", The demon let's out a sickening laugh. "What do I have to do", John finally says through gritted theeth. The demon takes a piece of paper from her purse and gives it to Sammy. "Take that to Dean, he'll know what to do with it.", "And don't you dare think that I am doing this to help him, I'm not, he just don't belong here, he need to be taken back where he came from." The demon starts to walk a way but she turns around and comes back. "Oh I forgot to mention one thing", she leans toward Sam and now her lips are touching his ear, She whispers: "Clock is ticking, you got three days to save yourselves, you better hurry", it makes Sammy shiver, "Tick tock, tick tock."

She walks away but stops not far. Black smoke gets out of here throath and the woman collapses on the ground, shes dead. John starts driving and Sammy opens the folded piece of paper. There reads something in a language he doesn't know. They're next destination is the psychiatric ward where Deans held at.

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