Steps to Madness

This Isn't Our First Ritual.

Sam read a passage from the book aloud.
"The most important thing in a spell is the strength of the caster's words. Do not falter, do not doubt. Instead look the outcome straight in the face, and accept it." He turned to Dean and Castiel. "It sounds pretty straightforward, for spells I mean."
Dean nodded and took the book from Sam. "And which spell are we trying to cast?"
Sam paged through the book his brother was holding and stopped it at a spell that would make the reader temporarily speak a different language. "This one, two word activation one word reverse."
"Gotcha Sammy."
Sam playfully elbowed Dean in the ribs, before the three noticed the burning note on the table and read what Jack had to say.

Never heard of that one, but it might be useful. For this girls sake I hope it's fruitful.

"Yeah, I hope it works too buddy, then maybe we can move on to bigger spell to actually try and contact her." Dean said, rubbing his side where Sam elbowed him.
Sam walked about several paces away from Dean and Castiel, took a deep breath, and then spoke the spell under his breath.
"Camilax dilzmo!" The book's ink glowed on the paper and slowly, Sam was speaking in another language. Smiling the entire time, the spell worked! "Zacam."
When Sam was finally able to talk to the others in English, he chuckled. "Well, that couldn't have gone better!"
Dean smiled and nodded. "Definitely. Least you didn't blow your face up or anything."
Sam elbowed him in the ribs again.
"Which spell is next?" Castiel asked in his (usual) gravelly voice.
Sam took the book back. "I was thinking of this one, it-"
With out any warning, Dean suddenly stumbled backwards holding his head.
"Dean?!" Sam and Cas rushed to his side.
"Dean, look at me, what's going on?" Sam said maybe a little to quickly, Dean, however, didn't respond. He fell from his first position, standing with one hand firmly placed on a table to keep him upright, down onto the floor, leaning against the seat of the chair in front of him. He was shaking! If you know Dean like Sam knows Dean, you'll know that Dean never shows vulnerability, at all. So this to be happening? Is big, and possible really, really bad.
Sam held onto Deans shoulders and turned to Cas. "What's happening to him? Is he in pain?"
Castiel fell down to the ground beside Sam and Dean. "He's not hurting, but I don't know happening."

Deans POV

Slowly, Dean came to. He wasn't in the Bunker, he wasn't with Sam or Castiel. Where were Sam and Castiel? He took a deep breath as he sat up quickly and tried to assess his surroundings.
He was in the garden again. The lilacs around the corner were letting out a smell so sweet and calming, it would've made someone want to just lay down and enjoy the beautiful garden around them. The fruit trees above were laden with fruit. Apples, peaches, pears and (strangely enough) bananas swung in the breeze.
Even though the garden around him was calming, Dean wasn't calm. In fact, he was almost scared. How'd he get here? Where were Cas and Sam? Where was the-
"You made it."
Oh. Theres The Gardener.
"How'd I get here? Where's Sam and Cas?"
The Gardener smiled. "They're with you back at the bunker, and they're just as worried as you I think."
Dean sighed relief, but didn't set his guard down. "Why am I here?"
"I needed to see you again. Right now this is the only way to-" They cut themselves off. "You've been here before, it's easier to talk to you this way."
Dean furrowed his brows in suspicious confusion. "Okay, you want to talk to me. What about?"
The Gardener took a deep breath. "Tell Sam to be careful with those spells. Tell him I was being honest. Oh, and here's some things you should know." The Gardener walked up to Dean and put two fingers on his forehead.
First he was in a forest, and flowers of millions of different kinds bloomed all around him.
Then, he saw a fawn, they were in a different part of the wood, and it had a tiny flower crown.
Last he stood in Lilians room, the angel and demon banishing sigils all around him on the walls.

No Specific POV

Deans eyes snapped open as he gasped for air, quickly noting that he was sitting on the floor of the bunker. Sam and Castiel sighed in relief, smiling a little bit.
"Dean, are you okay? What was that?" Sam asked, finally taking his hands off of Deans shoulders.
Dean shook his head. "I don't know." Then he snapped his fingers. "Lilians room here. She might've used the same sigils that she did in South Carolina!"
Sam and Cas obviously questioned where this was coming from, but soon Deans realization took over and they smiled in revelation.
"To Lilians room." Sam said, standing up. "Maybe we'll finally find out who she's summoning."