AN : Okay, never done one of these before, so here we go. I just want to thank you guys for all the reviews, they really mean a lot to me. And I know there are a lot of spelling and grammatical errors, but I choose not to have a beta. Learning from my own misstakes, and whatnot. So thanks and I hope you keep reading.
Disclaimer : I don't own any of the characters, unless you count the creepy ghost's my twisted mind creates.
Silent Screams
Chapter Seven
" Oh my God, Sam, is that what I think it is? "
" A face painting table. "
" No genius, the one next to it ! "
" A pie booth. " Sam deadpanned, " really Dean? " " Don't hate the pie, Sammy. "
If Adam has learned anything in the past few weeks, it's that life with his brothers is never going to be mundane.
Today He found himself in Burkitsville, Indiana. Durring what seemed to be a town festival. It wasn't a big town,
but it looked like everyone in town was gathered in a field. There were kids running around in costumes laughing,and old people sitting at picnic tables talking. They were actually suppose to be passing through on their way to another town, but when they arrived all the shops were closed. So Dean said they had to check it out. And once they found the festival, he had insisted they stay for a while.
" I don't hate pie, I just think its unhealthy to eat it everyday, and it's Sam! "
" Sorry Sammy, perks of being the oldest brother, ain't that right Addy? " Dean said sitting at an empty picnic table.
Adam rolled his eyes as he sat down. The nicknames ' runt ' and ' kid ' weren't sounding too bad right now.
" Why hello there, and welcome to Burkitsville's annual Fall Festival, " Said a woman coming towards them,
carrying a basket. She looked to be in her fifties and had her gray hair in a bun, laugh lines around her hazel eyes. " Sorry, don't get many visitors round here, thought I'd welcome you, I'm Martha. " She extended her hand.
" Hi Martha, I'm Sam, and these are my brothers Dean and Adam. " He said shaking her hand.
She turned to Adam. " Well hi there sweetie, here, have a goodie bag." She reached into the basket, grabbing what looked like a bag of candy and handed it to him.
Taking the bag, Adam smiled and nodded his thanks, trying really hard to pretend he couldn't hear Dean snickering behind him.
Martha looked at him expectantly, but when he didn't answer she looked at Sam confused.
" Oh, sorry, Adam doesn't talk. " Sam hastily tried to explain.
Adam gave her an embarassed smile, not making eye contact.
Which she returned with a bigger smile. " Oh, well thats okay, you don't need to talk to have fun here. Soon the three legged race will start, then, once it gets dark they will start the Bon Fire and have the Haunted Hey Ride. "
" Wow, you guys go all out, " Dean said, " Adam, why don't you go and do the three legged race? "
Adam glared at him before shaking his head no.
" Sorry, Adam here doesn't know how to have fun." Dean said.
" No need to be shy, " Martha encouraged. " If you change your mind there are plenty of kids, just find a partner. "
" So, how come you're having the Festival now, I mean, today's the twentieth, why not wait till the thirty first, on halloween? " Sam asked thankfully changing the subject.
" It's tradition, we always have it on the twentieth, don't know why, just do." Martha replied.
" Nana! " They all turned to see a girl about Adam's age running towards them. She was wearing a witches costume, a black dress and a black pointed hat on top of her long brunette hair.
" Oh boys, this is my grandaughter Sophia, " Martha said once the girl reached them. " Sophia, this is Dean, Sam and Adam. "
" Hi. " Her familiar hazelle eyes landed on Adam as she gave him a dimpled smile. He imagened this is what Martha looked like once upon a time.
Adam smiled back, hoping he wasn't blushing as he gave her a small wave.
" Oh, Nana, before I forget, " Sophia said turning to face Martha. " They sent me to get you, they want you to be a judge for the pie eating contest, and it's about to start. "
" The what ? " Dean sat up straighter.
" Oh yes, the pie eating contest, Dean why don't you come and participate ? " Martha asked.
" Okay, yeah, I think I will. " Dean said standing up.
" Oh, I've got to see this. " Sam said standing as well.
" Hey Adam, if you want, I could show you around, " Sophia said giving him a big smile.
Adam glanced sideways at his brothers, who were talking and oblivious to his situation, and then back to her, but he didn't give her an answer. He really hated this part. The ' Sorrys ' and sympathetic looks of pity. Or, it could be worse. She could laugh at him or something. It's embarracing.
Her smile wavered and she turned to her grandmother, who cleared the confusion. " Sweetheart, Adam doesn't talk. "
" That's alright, " Sophia said turning back to him, smile back in place. " I've been told I talk too much, I'll talk enough for the both of us. " She held out her hand for him to take.
That had Sam and Dean's attention. They were staring doubtfully, like they knew he was going to decline.
Martha on the other hand, looked like she had no doubt at all in his decision as she gave Sophia a knowing grin.
' Doesn't know how to have fun, huh, I'll show them. ' Adam thought as he took Sophia's hand. She wasted no time, yanking him up from the picnic table and leading the way.
As he was being dragged away, Adam stole a glance over his shoulder to see his brother's reaction. He wished he had a camera, the shocked look on their faces were priceless.
" Okay, lets see, where to first, " Sophia said letting go of his hand as they slowed to a walk, " how about the ring-toss? "
Adam nodded in agreement.
Sophia gave him a curious look. " So, you really don't talk much, do you? "
Adam shrugged.
" Adam, I believe this could be the beginning of a wonderful friendship. "
He raised a blonde eyebrow.
She gave him a grin, " what, did you think I was kidding when I said I talk a lot? "
And she wasn't kidding. By the time they finished playing ring-toss and bean-bag-toss, Adam had learned that she loved to read and listen to music. Her favorite color was purple. And she hated people to call her Sophie, her name is Sophia. She also asked him questions that he could answer with a nod or shake of his head.
Durring another one of her stories Adam's thoughts traild off as he looked up at a tree they were passing. Its leaves red and gold. Adam had always loved fall, the trees change and the weather is just right. Looking to his left, he saw a bunch of people bobbing for apples. He really hoped Sophia wouldn't take him to that game, it didn't look sanitary to him. He was actually having a good time, but he couldn't stop thinking about his mother.
How could he be having fun when his mother was gone? And what's worse, it was his fault that she was dead. If he had just done what the spirit, Andrew, wanted, then his mom would still be alive. It was his fault.
" Adam, you alright? " Sophia asked putting a hand on his shoulder, bringing him out of his dark thoughts. " You spaced out there for a second." Shrugging her hand off, Adam gave her the best smile he could and nodded.
She smiled. " Good, now, where was I, Oh yeah, I dress as a witch every year because I love the movie Hocas Pocas. "
Adam raised an eyebrow.
" Don't worry, I'm a good witch. " She said giving him a wry smile. She started walking and Adam fell into step beside her.
Adam couldn't help but think, if she only knew. If she knew that witches were real. That they were sadistic and wicked, that there was no such thing as a good witch. Maybe then she wouldn't want to dress like them. But, ignorance is bliss.
He never had that bliss though. He's seen spirits as far back as he can remember. And when your little, you don't understand. Adam remembers he yewst to try and play with them. He didn't understand why they always hurt him.
But, as he got older he understood. Earthbound spirits most of the time have unfinished business, whether it's a simple message or revenge.
Sophia started walking backwards, facing him, affectively getting his attention. " Hey, you don't have a costume. "
She said looking at his black T-shirt and blue jeans.
He narrowed his eyes in suspicion. He knew he didn't have a costume, and he was just fine with that.
" Oh, don't give me that look, come on. " She said taking his arm and pulling him in a different direction. He didn't know where she was taking him, but he had a feeling it wasn't good.
His suspicions were proven true as she brought him to the face painting table he saw earlier.
" I got this one Sally, " Sophia said to the woman manning the table. " Why don't you go get a caramel apple? "
Sally, who was dressed as a scare crow, overalls and a flannel shirt with hey sticking out of the sleves, nodded and walked away.
" Okay, Adam come here and have a seat. " Sophia gestured to the fold out chair.
Adam shook his head no.
" Oh, come on, don't be a scardy cat. "
Adam gave in and sat in the chair. She got to work, painting his face with black face paint. It only took her a minute and when she was done she gave him the handheld mirror on the table.
Adam's eyes widened when he saw his face. He had whiskers and a black nose. He was a cat. She made him a cat. He shook his head slowly, not taking his eyes off the mirror.
" What, now you can be my black cat," she smiled, " every witch needs a black cat. "
He narrowed his eyes, then cracked a smile. It was kinda funny. He would give her that.
" Well, who do we have here? " Said a red headed boy comming towards them, followed by a dark haired boy behind him. They both looked about the same age as Adam. " Sophie, who's your little friend? "
" It's none of your business Derek, and the names Sophia. " She said in a sharp tone.
Derek, holding a scream mask in one hand and a fake bloody knife in the other, gave her a icy glare. Then he turned that glare on Adam. " What's your name? "
" His name is Adam, now leave us alone. " Sophia said as she took Adam's hand and started to pull him away.
But the other dark haired boy blocked her path. " Why don't you let him talk for himself? "
" He doesn't talk Blake, now move out of the way! " Her voice rose an octave.
" What's the matter Adam, cat got your tongue? " Derek said, his voice dripping with arrogance and sarcasm.
Adam hastily wiped the paint off with the back of his hand, blushing a little.
" What's the matter with him, is he off in the head? " Derek asked.
" I've only known him for about an hour and I already know he's smarter than both of you put together. " Sophia said through gritted teeth.
" He must be crazy. " Said Blake.
Adam had to think about that one. He probably was. But, that didn't mean that he had to stand there and listen to these jerks. So, he gave them a rude hand gesture.
" Why you little..." Derek's threat was cut short as a whistle was blone to signal that the games were about to start.
" I'll get you later. " Then they ran off.
" Sorry about that Adam, don't worry about them, okay, come on, lets go, " Sophia said.
They ran to the open space in the feild and tied their legs together and got in the starting line. Adam looked over to see his brothers in the croud watching him. He rolled his eyes. Dean still had pie on his shirt.
Adam looked to his left and saw that Derek and Blake were starting right beside them. He didn't have time to worry about that because the whistle blew at that moment and they were off. He and Sophia were doing good, they were ahead of most of the kids. They were halfway there when a foot tripped him and he went down, bringing Sophia with him. Looking up, he saw Derek smile over his shoulder as he and Blake reached the finish line.
" You okay? " Sophia asked.
He nodded, stood up and then helped her up. He nodded to her.
" Oh, I'm fine, thank you. " She answered his unspoken question.
Adam noticed Martha had come to stand beside Sam and Dean. She was shaking her head looking at Derek.
She knew. She knew that he cheated, but she couldn't call him on it. She wasn't the judge for this event. And the guy that was the judge was completely oblivious.
Adam also noticed the frown on Sam and Dean's faces. They knew and they were not happy about it. They looked like they were trying not to go beat Derek up. He had to smile at that.
It was starting to get dark now, the sky going from orange to dark blue.
" Hey, forget them, come on, lets go on the Haunted Hey Ride. "
He followed her to a tractor with a trailor full of hey attached to the back. Kids were already piling in, finding a spot upon the bails of hey. There weren't many places left, so Sophia and Adam got a spot in the very back.
By the time the driver got there and climbed on the tractor it was completely dark. Starting the tractor, the driver said, " are you guy's ready for the Haunted Hey Ride? " The kids cheered. " Riders beware, your in for a scare! " And with that, they started into the dark woods.
Adam rolled his eyes at how corny the whole thing was. Fake skeletons hanging from the trees, caution tape and tomb stones littered everywhere, and a scrawny guy with a chainsaw.
Sophia seemed to be having a good time though, laughing with the girl to her right, Which made him smile and the whole thing bearable.
Then they came across a well with a wooden sign that said, ' Gate to Hell, ' on it. There was a little wrought-iron fence around it and fog covered the ground. It all looked pretty fake, but Adam had an eerie feeling about the well. Something just wasn't right about it. He didn't like it and he didn't want to stick around to find out why.
Adam was so distracted by the well that he didn't notice Derek sneaking up on him until it was too late. Derek grabbed fistfulls of Adam's jacket and said, " I told you I would get you. " Then he pushed him off the trailor.
Adam hit the ground hard, landing on his back, on a large tree root, which knocked the wind out of him. It took a minute to get a breath. But by the time he was breathing and sat up the tractor and trailor was out of sight. Gone, and what little light it provided gone with it. Now there was just the moonlight.
Suddenly he heard a gurgling sound. It sounded like it was comming from the...well! Adam forgot about the well! But that well should be dried up. Shouldn't it? It was cold out, but now it was freezing.
The gurgling got louder and was joined by a scratching noise, like something was climbing out of there. Adam backed up, tripping over the stupid tree root. Looking up he saw it, the hand comming up and grabbing the edge of the well.
Adam scrambled to his feet just in time to see the head come up. It was a boy, maybe a little older then him, Adam really couldn't tell. Because his skin was puffy and was a bluish-green, His eyes were completely blood shot. His cloths soaking wet and slightly moldy.
The boy awkwardly climbed out and landed with a splat. The drowning noise never ceased as he crawled toward Adam with floppy limbs.
Adam fractically looked for something, anything that can protect him. ' Think Adam think, what did you learn from Bobby's books? ' He mentally screamed at himself. ' Salt, Ghosts hate salt, but I don't have salt, what else? '
Looking around he found what he was looking for, the iron fence. Iron can be used to repel Ghosts. He carefully avoids the damp, crawling figure, and runs for the little rusted fence. Immediately Finding a bar that was bent and barely hanging on to the fence. It broke off easily enough, it only took him two tries.
Now, with the new weapon in hand he spun around just in time to see that the spirit was not only right behind him, but was reaching for his ankle. Adam didn't think, he just swung. And when the bar made contact the Ghost evaporated like mist and disappeared. Only to reappear right behind him and try to grab his neck. When those cold, slimy fingures touched Adam's neck he shuddered and swung blindly behind him. The spirit disappeared once again and appeared right in front of him. It happened so fast Adam barely had time to react, but he managed to get a good hit in. The spirit flickered a few times, then retreated back to the well.
Adam wasted no time, he ran, back through the way he came. He found his way back to the feild, but he didn't stop there, he kept running. He had to get to the Impala. Swerving through people, he didn't slow his pace. He just ran, ran right into Sam, who stopped him in his tracks.
" Adam, what happened, are you alright? " Sam asked, holding him back at arms length. " Are you hurt? "
Adam shook his head vigorously. He grabbed Sam's arm and pulled him to the Impala where Dean was standing.
" What happened? " Dean asked.
" Don't know yet. " Sam replied.
They both turned to look at Adam, who walked past them to the trunk. Adam looked at Dean and smacked the trunk a few times, indicating he wanted something out of it.
Dean quickly got the keys from his pocket and opened the trunk. Then Adam leaned in and grabbed a bag of salt and a box of matches, he held them up for Sam and Dean to see. Their faces turned serious.
" Where? " Dean asked taking the salt and matches from Adam.
Adam gestured for them to follow him. And they did. All the way to the well.
" A well, Adam seriously? " Dean asked.
Adam nodded.
Sam walked over to it and looked in. " Down there? "
Again, Adam nodded.
He could still hear it. the gurgling, drowning sound comming from deep in the well. Forever choking on water.
Not a nice way to go. He wished they would hurry up, the sound was unnerving.
" Well, I don't see anything, " Dean said looking in the well. " But if you say so. " He dumped the salt and Sam lit a match and dropped it down the well.
Then, all of a sudden, there was a loud scream comming from the well. It was a wet, choking scream. Adam covered his ears, but when Sam gave him a strange look he dropped them and tried not to flinch.
Then, just as suddenly as it came, it stopped. Adam couldn't have been more grateful. He even kinda felt bad for the Ghost, even though it did try to hurt him. But he didn't think anyone deserved that.
" Okay, lets go, " Sam said. " You can tell us everything that happened, later. "
Adam was dreading that conversation already.
When they finally reached the Impala Sophia was there. " Adam! There you are, where did you go? One minute you were on the Hey Ride with me and the next your gone. " She sounded worried.
" Would you believe Mr. smooth here, fell off the ride? " Dean covered for him.
" What? " Sophia said raising her eyebrow at Adam.
" Yeah, it took him forever to walk back. " Sam added.
Sophia burst out laughing. " Wow! "
Adam glared at her.
" Well, we really ought to be going. " Dean said.
" Your leaving? " Now Sophia sounded sad.
Truth be told, Adam was too. Despite the Ghost attack, he had had a really fun time with Sophia today. He was going to miss her.
She came up and hugged him.
" We'll have to come back and visit sometime, " Sam said.
" Yeah, come back and visit sometime, I'm sure Nana would love that, " Sophia said. " Well, goodbye Adam. "
Adam gave a sad wave before climbing in back of the Impala. Then they hit the road, leaving the town of Burkitsville behind them.
Adam hoped he really would come back and visit oneday.
