"How could he do it?" Sam shook his head as he looked out the window.
Dean sighed, glancing at Faith a she slept between them.
"I don't know. The brain works in mysterious ways man."
"But we got her back. And she was Faith," Sam looked confused, "how could a simple phone call and a few short words send her back to nothing?"
"It's crazy, huh?" Dean asked.
"Yeah."
"Well guess what else is crazy," Dean said, "every day of our lives, that's what. So let's stop asking how and start asking why."
"To piss us off?" Sam suggested, "he seems to like doing that."
"No," Dean shook his head, "he wouldn't be doing it just to annoy us. He has a plan in mind. He took her, originally, for something. He took you for a reason too."
"But what?" Sam leant his head in his hand.
"Let's find out."