By the time we'd reached the camp they'd been set up and had a full day's business without us to help out. Dean and I found Barry right away.
"Hey, Mr. Papazian." I smiled at him, but realised it was no use.
"Hey, Mary right?"
"Sure is." I nodded.
"I always remember a pretty voice. What can I do for you?"
"I was wondering...and I know it may be a long shot...but you're the knife man...do you have a brass one?"
"A brass knife?" he thought about it. "Come with me."
We followed him without a second thought. "Thanks for this sir. It's for an art project."
"Well, I got all kinds of knives. I don't know if I got a brass one though." He let us in to his dressing room and I shut the door. "Check the trunk." He hit it with his stick and I read the poster.
"Bunker Brothers, 1981..." My eyes widened as I heard the sound of bells and a flash of a red wig entered my eye.
"You?" Dean asked him and he dropped his stick and took off his glassed.
"Me." he waved before disappearing.
"Shit!" I exclaimed, not even bothering to care about my cursing anymore.
"Move!" Dean pushed me and tried to open the door. The knives started to fly. "Jesus!"
The knives kept coming and hitting the door before Dean opened it up.
"All right!" he took hold of me and ran with me out of the dressing room.
"Hey!" Sam met us.
"Hey!" Dean stopped and doubled back.
"So Cooper thinks I'm a peeping Tom, but it's not him!"
"Yeah, so I gathered, it's the blind guy. He's here somewhere."
"Well, did you get the--"
"The brass blades? No. No, it's just been one of those days!"
"He's gone all Harry Potter and disappeared on us!"
"I got an idea, come on." Sam ran for the fun house and we followed him without a second thought.
We made it in but the door shut and closed Dean off from Sam and me.
"Dean!" I shouted at him, looking for the lever to open it again.
"Sam! Mary!" he shouted back at us.
"Dean! Dean, find the maze, okay?" he informed him before dragging me to the organ.
"Brass pipes!" I smiled. "Nice work Toto!"
"I know!" he agreed before pulling it out.
"Hey." Dean looked relieved to be back with us.
"Hey, where is it?"
"I don't know. Shouldn't we see his clothes walking around?" he asked before the knives began flying. He threw me out of the shot but it got me by the sleeve, pinning myself and Dean to the wall. "Sam!" He warned him as the knives went for the other Winchester.
"Dean, where is it?"
"I don't know!" he shouted before pulling the lever to release the steam from the organ which gave us an outline.
"Sam, behind you! Behind you!" I shouted at him.
He shifted the pipe quickly and it hit the thing in the stomach, the blood shown around the wound. Dean pulled the knives from us both before I went to see the pile of bloody clothes.
"Gross." I shrugged.
"I hate fun houses!" Dean muttered.
"You always did Dean!"
I called Danny to pick us up and he did so without a second thought.
"So where are we off to?" he asked as I clambered in the back seat with Dean, letting Sammy have the passenger.
"Harvelle's is the nearest. We have something to sort out." Sam shrugged and Dean nodded.
"Okay, you boys wanna play nicely while I get some sleep?" I asked them and they went silent. "I'll take that as a no." I sighed before falling asleep on the car door.
When I woke up I was lying with my head on Dean's knees and he was flat out sitting up in the most uncomfortable poise ever.
"Are we there?" I asked out loud.
"Oh, she's alive!" Danny smiled. "Yeah, we are, just pulling in now."
"Come on Dean, you get to see Jo again!" I hit him on the shoulder and he woke up.
"We there?" he rubbed his eyes.
"Yep. Come on, I wanna get changed!" I complained as he moved out of the car. I got some things from the boot and made my way into the saloon. "Hey Ellen."
"Hey Mary. How did it go?"
"Well, we're alive! Sam and Dean will tell you all about it! I'm gonna change!"
"Hey, take Jo with you." She ordered me and Jo followed to the bathroom where I changed in a cubicle.
"So, how did it go?" Jo asked me.
"Good, got ordered about by Dean a lot, but he's taking it into his head to be a the big brother he always was!" I straightened my shirt and came out of the cubicle. Jo handed me a brush and headband for my hair. "You like him, don't you?"
"Who?" she went red.
"Father Christmas...Dean! Who else Jo?"
"Yeah, maybe."
"He likes you to. It's just...he's in a bad place at the moment...even though he hides it pretty well. John dying....it's....left a scar Jo."
"Are you warning me off him?"
"Hell no! I love you to bits! Just be careful, if you're not, I'd have to kill you, maybe the two of you!"
"I'll take the warning! Come on, I'll get you a coke." She smiled and we went back to the saloon. Danny was waiting outside the door and smiled at my skirt. "I haven't seen you in a skirt in a while!"
"I know! Thought I would have a change!" I beamed as he kissed me.
We heard a cough, Dean's cough. "Put her down Singer!" he grinned.
"Put her down yourself Dean! Gently please!" I smiled as he went red and scowled. I hugged into Danny before he led me to the pool table.
"Wanna game?" He asked as he set up.
"Sure, why the hell not!" I smiled and took a cue. Sam joined us two seconds later. "Hey. How's he doing?"
"I think, and it's a first, he's saying no!"
"Wow, good on him!" Danny nodded.
"He's not ready for it Sammy, and he knows it!" I smiled as I potted the first ball.
"Where have you guys been? I've been waiting for you."
"We were working a job, Ash. Clowns?" Sam informed him.
"Clowns? What the f...?"
"You got something for us Ash?" Dean stopped him in his tracks. He sat at the bar with his laptop and we joined him.
"Did you find the demon?" Sam as the primary question.
"It's nowhere around. At least, nowhere I can find. But if this fugly bastard raises its head, I'll know. I mean, I'm on it like a divine on dog dookie."
"Nice Ash." I scowled at him.
"What do you mean?" Sam pressed him.
"I mean..." he turned the laptop to face us. "Any of those signs or omens appear anywhere in the world...my rig will go off like a fire alarm!"
"Do you mind--?" Dean went to touch the laptop but Ash was having none of it. "Yeah."
"What's up man?"
"Ash, where did you learn to do all this?"
"MIT. Before I got bounced for fighting."
"MIT?" Sam was in shock more than asking about it.
"It's a school in Boston."
"Okay. Give us a call as soon as you know something?"
"Si, si compadre!" he smiled before finishing Dean's beer.
Dean went for the door which meant we had to go to.
"Hey, listen. Erm, if you kids need a place to stay, I got a few of beds out back." Ellen offered for us all.
"Thanks, but no. No, there's something I gotta finish." Dean explained to her.
"Okay." Ellen nodded.
"What's he gotta finish?" Danny asked me.
"Kaz." I smiled at Danny.
