"…Dean, are you insane?" Sam said slowly.

"No! He's in my car, hang on," Dean said, going to his Impala.

He returned a minute later with a wriggling Siberian husky puppy with bright blue eyes and light brown and white fur in his arms.

"It's him," Dean said, setting the puppy on the ground.

"…Cas?" Sam asked.

The puppy's ears perked and he looked at Sam, head tilted.

"Oh my god…it IS Cas!" he said, amazed.

"Some witch cursed him!" Dean said, picking up Castiel again.

"What should we do with him?" Sam asked.

Dean shrugged, "Bobby might have some ideas."

Sam called Bobby, explaining the situation in hopes the older hunter would have an idea.

"Bobby said to bring him by and he'll take a look," Sam said when he hung up.

Dean looked down at Castiel who was eagerly chewing on Dean's jacket zipper.

"Think he remembers anything besides his name?" Dean asked.

"Looks like a no," Sam said.

Castiel wagged his tail innocently and gently nipped Dean's hand. He wasn't quite sure who Dean was but knew he was important to him.

"Can you hold him in the car?" Dean asked, "He slept on the way here so I didn't have to worry but now that he's up…"

Sam nodded and took Castiel, making him whine and try to get back to Dean.

"It's okay, Cas, we're going to the same place," Sam said, petting him.

He got in the car after Dean and Castiel leaped from his arms to Dean, his tail wagging.

"Go sit with Uncle Sammy," Dean said, smiling a little.

Castiel pouted but went to Sam, sitting beside him and staring at Dean.

"Good boy," Dean praised, petting his head.

Castiel licked Dean's hand lovingly and flopped down on his belly, licking his paws as he waited for them to get going. Dean drove to Bobby's carefully, not wanting Castiel to slide off the seat and get hurt in the process.

"His puppy dog eyes have gotten stronger…" was all Bobby said when they arrived, motioning for them to come in.