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Carnival of Death
Chapter two
"Well we're in." Sam said after Kyle left the trailer.
"Yeah…"
"You don't sound too happy. What's up?"
"I'm fine…it's just that the roller coaster and the House of Mirrors are almost at opposite ends of the runway."
"So?"
"So how am I going to watch your back?"
"I can take care of myself Dean." Sam smiled. "You don't have to baby-sit me."
"Look Sam, we don't know what we're up against and until we do…."
"Dean I know Dad drilled it into you over and over that you were responsible for me….but you're not. I'm not a kid anymore; you don't have to watch out for me all the time."
"My little boy's all grown up." Dean said grinning as he patted Sam on his cheek; Sam quickly slapped his hand away. "But seriously Sam until we find out what's going on we keep in touch by phone. You check in with me every half hour."
"Okay Mom." Sam grinned back.
"I mean it smart ass. If I don't hear from you I'm coming looking for you and you damn well better have a good excuse or I'm so kicking your butt."
"Okay, okay…" Sam threw his hands up; he knew it was useless to argue with Dean when he was in his big brother mode.
"Well let's go get the car, and then we better get to work. We don't want to get fired before we even start."
Later
They brought the car over and parked it next to their trailer then headed out to their jobs. Dean's job consisted of operating the roller coaster and making sure the track and cars were in good working order. Sam's job was taking tickets and keeping the house clean and the mirrors polished. The day went well for both of them and during their breaks they mingled with the other carnival employees.
Sam walked over to a girl who operated a paint ball game at a booth next to his.
"Hi." He smiled walking over to her as she sat behind her booth taking a break. She looked up shyly and smiled back at him. "I'm Sam." He said sticking out his hand. "It's my first day." She seemed nervous and at first looked around to make sure no one was watching then reached out and shook his hand.
"I'm Janice."
"You okay Janice?" Sam asked seeing the girl's nervousness.
"Yeah…it's just that my boyfriend Jack doesn't like me talking to other guys."
"Why? We're just talking, what's wrong with that?"
"Well…he's really jealous. He gets really mad sometimes." She said rubbing her arm without realizing it.
Sam looked down at the dark purple bruises that covered Janice's arm.
"Did he do that?" He reached down and gently picked up her arm. She quickly pulled it away.
"Oh that…" She tried to cover the bruise. "I shouldn't have talked back to him."
"He hurt you because you talked back?" Sam said softly looking into the girls face.
"He didn't mean to." She quickly jumped to Jack's defense. "He's just got a bad temper that's all."
"Janice, there's no reason a man should hit a woman, it just isn't right."
Janice looked at him and gave him a small smile.
"You know you're sweet….Your mama raised you right."
Sam swallowed hard.
"My mom died when I was six months old. My brother and dad raised me, mostly my brother."
"Well they did a good job….You're a good man Sam, I can tell."
"Thanks." Sam looked down embarrassed then looked back at the girl. "Hey, could I buy you a soda or something?"
Sam didn't see the man that had come up behind them between the booths. He was about thirty and built like a weight lifter.
"You ain't buying her anything." Jack said.
"Hey…" Sam put his hands up wanting to avoid a confrontation. "Just being friendly."
"Well take your friendship somewhere else."
"Look, I don't want to cause any trouble." Sam said as he started walking away hoping he hadn't gotten Janice into trouble with her boyfriend.
Jack walked over to Janice.
"What did I tell you about talking to other men?" Jack grabbed Janice by her arm and roughly pulled her to her feet.
"Nothing happened Jack, we were just talking." The girl gave a little yelp of pain as he twisted her arm.
Sam spun around when he heard Janice cry out.
"Let go of her." He said walking over to them.
"This ain't none of your business!" Jack glared at Sam.
"Well I'm making it my business, you're hurting her."
"She's my girl, don't you go telling me how to treat her!" He started to pull Janice away.
"I said let her go. If she wants to go with you she can but she's not going to be forced to."
The man dropped Janice's arm and stormed over till he was standing face to face with Sam. Sam could smell alcohol on the man's breath.
"You're not going to tell me how to treat my girlfriend."
"Oh, but I think I am." Sam said standing his ground.
Jack swung at Sam's face but he managed to side step him and delivered a blow to Jack's stomach, and soon the fight was on.
TBC