EVERYBODY LOVES A CLOWN

Evie's POV

I'd had been a week since John's death and as more days passed the wedge between Dean and I grew as he spent every waking moment working on the Impala which Dad had towed back to our salvage yard where we'd been staying while on break to rest and heal from the trauma of what happened.

Dean had got the Impala back into shape by bending, twisting and when everything else failed kicking it and it was looking a lot better than it had given it is little more than a rusted frame now but it looks considerably less crunched than last time.

So far I hadn't spent a moment away from him even though we never spoke, not once in a week and he didn't press me which told me he didn't want to talk just as much as I didn't want to but that didn't mean I liked it because I'd never kept a secret from him this long before and Sam wasn't helping by giving me a knowing look every time we were in the same room since he wanted to tell Dean but how could I when he was in this state of mind, I knew he won't be happy and I'm trying to prolong my disappointment as long as possible.

I was laying on the hood of a wrecked car nearby soaking up the sunshine watching Dean as he was underneath his 'Baby' working on it with only his legs sticking out but looked up when I saw Sam walking towards us and our eyes met and I saw the same look he always gave me and shook my head watching him frown before he looked down at where Dean was.

"How's the car coming?" Sam asked him.

"Slow" Dean replied without even rolling out from underneath the car.

"Yeah?" Sam said looking over at me and I shrugged since I'd made a move to help since I knew a few things about cars myself with Dean and my Dad teaching me but Dean had shaken his head so I sat back letting him do it. "Need any help?" Sam asked him turning back to Dean just as he dropped something he'd unscrewed.

"What, you under the hood?" Dean asked him and I chuckled sitting up grabbing the water bottle beside me taking a sip. "I'll pass"

"Need anything else then?" I frowned looking up at Sam since I could tell Dean's next words especially since he hated being babied and treated like he was broken which he was on his way to being if he didn't start talking but I knew not to press him if I didn't want to get my head bitten off.

"Stop it Sam" Dean said wheeling out from underneath the car standing up going to where his tools and car parts were on a table in a perfect order that only made sense to Dean.

"Stop what?" Sam asked.

"Stop asking if I need anything, stop asking if I'm okay, I'm okay…really I promise" I frowned knowing that was a total lie but he was convinced he was okay so I was letting it go until he was ready.

"Alright Dean it's just…we've been at Bobby's for a week and you haven't brought up Dad once" Sam said after looking at me and I slid down the hood back onto my feet.

"You know what, your right Sam" Dean replied and I frowned confused. "Come here" he gestured towards him. "I'm gonna lay my head gently on your shoulder maybe we can cry, hug and maybe even slow dance" I rolled my eyes at him since that was harsh, Sam was worried about him…we both were.

"Don't patronize me Dean, Dad is dead!" Sam exclaimed as Dean headed back to car but stopped turning to Sam "The Colt is gone and it seems pretty damn likely that the demon is behind all of this and you're acting like nothing happened"

"What do you want me to say?" Dean asked him making my frown deepen.

"Say something alright…hell say anything, aren't you angry…don't you want revenge?" I turned my frown onto Sam since revenge wasn't going to do anything, it wasn't going to bring their Dad back and it was how they got into this war in the first place. "But all you do is sit out here all day long buried underneath this damn car"

"Revenge huh?" Dean asked him probably thinking the same thing I was.

"Yeah" Sam nodded.

"Sounds good" Dean replied making me frown. "Got any leads on where the demon is, you making heads or tails of Dad's research?" Dean added and I sighed. "I sure ain't but you know when we do finally find it…oh no wait like you said the Colt's gone but I'm sure you've figured out another way to kill it, we got nothing Sam nothing, okay, so you know the only thing I can do, is I can work on the car" Dean ranted then crouched down by the car again, getting back to work finalizing the conversation.

"Well we got something alright" Sam spoke anyway not done on his side. "That's what I came out here to tell you's" he pulled a phone out of his pocket and I recognized it as one of John's. "It's one of Dad's old phones took me a while but I cracked his voicemail, listen to this" I moved towards them to hear whatever he'd found and saw Dean put it to his ear listening to it but I couldn't hear it but he held it out to me and I played it again.

'John it's Ellen again, look don't be stubborn you know I can help you, call me' I pulled the phone away from my ear surprised since I hadn't heard from Ellen since I was a kid and spent a few summers with her and Jo when Dad had to go on hunting trips but I didn't let it show on my face that I knew her when I listened to the message with both brothers watching me.

"That message is four months old" Sam said when I held the phone out to him and he took it.

"Dad saved that chicks message for four months?" Dean asked him.

"Yeah" Sam replied.

"Who's Ellen, any mention of her in Dad's journals?" Dean asked.

"No but I ran a trace on the phone number and I got an address" Sam replied before I could say anything and Dean turned to me.

"Ask your Dad if we can use one of his cars" I nodded walking away into the house finding him in the study.

"Hey daddy, you got a car for us to borrow the idjits are ready to get back to hunting" he looked up frowning.

"They sure they're ready?" he asked and I frowned shrugging my shoulders.

"I guess we'll find out" he nodded with a frown then stood and opened a draw that was full of keys and handed me one.

"This should run fine"

"Cool thanks, Sam found a message from Ellen on one of John's phone"

"Ellen?" he asked and I nodded. "Well be safe kid and watch out for those boys"

"I always do" I replied then walked out seeing Sam and Dean ready to go with a few of our weapons just in case and I beeped the car Dad gave me and it was a busted up minivan making me smile as Dean looked at it in distaste. "Don't frown Dean, it won't be that bad" I smiled talking to him for the first time in a week and tossed the keys towards him then started towards the van.

"Maybe you should stay here Evie" Sam said before I could get in.

"And why would I do that?" I asked him and he frowned looking at me and I knew what he was insinuating so I glared at him because if he said I word I'd kill him and we stared off at each other and I saw Dean looking between us out of the corner of my eyes.

"What's up with you two?" he asked and I turned to him.

"Nothing, we should go…right Sam?"

"Sure" he frowned moving to the van getting in so I followed ignoring Dean's look as he also followed and we got in and got on the road and I was completely wrong, this van was a nightmare and screeched the whole way especially as Dean stopped outside the roadhouse and I smiled up at the familiar bar.

"This is humiliating" Dean argued throwing the keys down after turning of the ignition and we got out. "I feel like a frigging soccer mom"

"It's the only car my Dad had running, stop your whining" I replied as they started to walk around the roadhouse building.

"Hello?" Sam called out since it looked closed but I knew it was a high possibility Ellen, Jo and maybe Ash were here. "Anybody here?"

"Hey" Dean called out and Sam turned back to him. "Did you bring the-"'

"Of course" Sam replied cutting him off and threw Dean his lockpicks and he used them getting the door open going inside with Sam behind him as I remained behind watching them jump as the bug zapper in the corner sparked before Dean handed Sam the lockpicks and Sam took them before pointing at a body lying on the pool table. "Hey buddy!" Sam called out but they didn't move. "I'm guessing that isn't Ellen" I rolled my eyes moving over to the jukebox remembering fond times of me and Jo as young teens rocking out to tunes dancing around the bar.

"Yeah" Dean replied then I heard Sam leave through one of the back doors as I flipped through some of the music. "Oh god please let that be a rifle" I heard Dean say and turned around seeing a blonde holding a gun to his back.

"No I'm just real happy to see you" she said and I recognized the voice, she was older but I knew who it was and I smiled. "Don't move" she warned him and noticed that she hadn't looked at me meaning she probably didn't see me.

"Not moving copy that" Dean nodded. "You know you should know something miss, when you put a riffle on someone you don't want to put it right against their back because it makes it real easy to do-" he spun grabbing the gun out of her hands and unloaded it. "That" he added but Jo just punched him in the face and she took the gun back and I put my hand over my mouth to stop from laughing. "Sam I need some help in here!" Dean yelled.

"Sorry Dean I can't right now I'm a little tied up" Sam replied coming out from the back with a gun pointed at him by none other than Ellen herself.

"Sam, Dean?" Ellen asked looking at the boys. "Winchester?"

"Yeah" they replied at the same time.

"Son of a bitch" Ellen cursed making me smile.

"Mom you know these guys?" Jo asked.

"Yeah I think these are John Winchester's boys" Ellen replied then laughed and dropped her gun.

"Boys this is Ellen and her daughter Jo" I finally spoke up moving towards them smiling at Ellen and Jo.

"What, you know them?" Sam asked and I smiled.

"You could say that" I replied turning back to Ellen. "Hey Aunty El"

"Evelyn?"

"I'm offended you don't recognize me" I replied holding my hand over my heart.

"Evie?" Jo asked and I turned to her.

"Hey Jo" I replied and she smiled then turned back to Dean who was looking at me confused and I guess I probably should've told them that I knew them.

"Your not gonna hit me again, are you?" Dean finally spoke up looking at Jo making me laugh again remembering that.

"Not right now" she replied making my smile widen.

"I missed you Jo"

"You too Evie, it's been nine years"

"Yeah" I agreed then we moved over towards the bar where Ellen got Dean some ice for his nose.

"Here you go" she handed it to him.

"Thanks" he said then looked at her. "You called our Dad said you could help, help with what?"

"Well the demon of course" Ellen replied and my eyes widened surprised than John had confided in her about it, I knew Dad had turned him onto her but I didn't think John would confide that much information to Ellen. "I heard he was closing in on it"

"Was there an article in Demon Hunters Quarterly that I missed, I mean who are you how do you know this and how do you know them?" Dean asked snarkily and I turned to him when he looked at me.

"I spent a couple summers here growing up while my Dad was hunting" I shrugged turning back to Ellen.

"I just run a saloon but hunters have been known to pass by now and again, including Bobby and your Dad a long time ago, John was like family once" Ellen replied and I smiled.

"Oh yeah, how come he's never mentioned you before?" Dean asked her.

"You'd have to ask him that" she replied and all our faces fell but neither of us said anything.

"So why exactly do we need your help?" Dean decided to ask.

"Hey don't do me any favors, look if you don't want my help fine don't let the door smack your ass on the way out" Ellen replied and I smiled again remembering why I used to love coming here. "But John wouldn't have sent you here if-" she stopped mid-sentence looking at us as if realizing something. "He didn't send you" Dean looked back at where Sam and I were and it was all Ellen needed to completely realize something happened. "He's alright isn't he?" she asked looking around.

"No" Sam was the one to reply. "No he isn't, it was the demon we think" Sam added and I saw Dean's look so I reached over and put my hand on his in comfort. "It just got him before he got it I guess"

"I'm so sorry" Ellen said but my eyes were on Dean as he held the ice to his nose.

"It's okay, were alright" Dean decided to say and it was a total lie.

"Really I know how close you and your Dad-"

"Really lady I'm fine" Dean snapped and Ellen looked at him before her eyes went to me and I shook my head and she frowned.

"So look if you can help we could use all the help we can get"

"Well we can't" Ellen replied confusing me. "But Ash will" she added and a smile came on my face.

"Who's Ash?" Sam asked.

"Ash?" Ellen called loudly and the body on the pool shot up.

"What?" Ash yelled back turning towards us his hair flipping around since he still had his mullet and it made me laugh. "Closing time?" he asked making me laugh even more.

"That's Ash?" Sam asked pointing back at him.

"He's a genius" Jo replied making me smile as Ash stood and walked towards us.

"I wouldn't go as far to say genius" I remarked.

"Evie?" Ash asked snapping his eyes over at me and I laughed standing up.

"The one and only Ashykins" I replied and ran over to him giving him a hug and he spun me around on the spot making me laugh before he put me down and I turned back to see Ellen and Jo smiling but Sam and Dean were giving me curious looks especially Dean. "Tell you later" I spoke looking at him then turned to Ash. "So what'cha got for us Ash?"

"Let me see what you guys got" he replied and I turned to Dean who gave me a look but left to get their Dad's research and I turned back to Jo and Ash since I haven't seen them in so long.

"So Evie, what you been up to?" Ash asked.

"You know me, same old deal killing all the sons of bitches I could find with the help of these two boofheads" I replied and Sam gave me an offended look but I just smiled.

"Too bad, you used to be the best solo hunter seducing your way through life" I coughed dramatically seeing Dean come back in and shook my head at Ash who smiled and I turned to Jo seeing her looking back and forth between Dean and I as he came back over and dropped the binder onto the bar as Ash sat down.

"You got to be kidding me, he's no genius he's a Lynyrd Skynyrd roadie" Dean stated and Ash smiled taking that as more of a compliment.

"I like you" Ash nodded at him.

"Thanks" Dean replied and I rolled my eyes.

"Just give him a chance" Jo argued putting a few empty glasses on the bar in front of us and filled them with water as Dean finally agreed and took a seat.

"This stuffs a years' worth of our dad's work so uh…let's see what you make of it" he pushed the folder towards Ash and Ash pulled out all the papers going through a few of them quickly before dropping them back on the bar.

"Come on, this crap ain't real, there ain't nobody that can track a demon like this" Ash replied and watched Sam and Dean share an offended look.

"Our Dad could" Sam replied.

"These are nonparametric statistical overviews, cross-spectrum correlations, I mean…damn they're signs, omens if you can track them you can track this demon, you know like crop failures, electrical storms…you ever been struck by lightning I ain't fun" I scoffed shaking my head at Ash

"Can you track it or not, Ashykins?" I asked him not missing another look from Dean.

"Don't start doubting me now Everly" he remarked making me smile. "Yeah with this I think so but it's gonna take some time, uh give me 51 hours" Ash added then grabbed John's research and started walking towards the back.

"Hey man" Dean called after him.

"Yeah" Ash asked turning back to us.

"By the way, I dig the haircut" I laughed especially at Ash's reply.

"All business up the front and party in the back" I smiled turning back to Sam and Dean shrugging my shoulders at their questioning eyes then saw Jo heading away from the bar so I stood and walked after her.

"So how's things been?" I asked.

"Same old things, working at this bar doing nothing with my life" I frowned since I knew how much she hated being stuck in this place most of the time. "You got the life we talked about" my frown deepened because we'd always talked about teaming up and hunting together.

"I know but some days I ain't all we thought it was"

"There are perks though" she replied and I looked up seeing her looking back at Sam and Dean. "So which one's off limits again?"

"What?" I asked looking up at her.

"I'm not stupid Evie, I remember you having a thing for one of the Winchester boys, so which ones off limits?"

"Both" I replied knowing that Sam wouldn't be interested in a relationship at the moment.

"Oh you nasty-"

"Ew Jo not like that, Sam's like a brother"

"Got it, Dean's off limits" she winked and I rolled my eyes.

"Eve come here, check this out" Sam called before I could reply and I looked up at Jo before walking back towards the bar where the boys were.

"What's up?" I asked Sam and he held up a newspaper.

"A few murders not far from here that Ellen caught wind of" I looked up at Ellen surprised that she was still keeping track of hunts. "Looks to me like there might be a hunt"

"Yeah so?" Dean asked making me turn to him.

"So I told her we'd check it out" Sam replied and I raised an eye at him for just making decisions for all of us but when Dean didn't argue straight away I decided to let it go.

"Alrighty then guess we'll check in later Ellen, let Ash know I said bye" I replied and she nodded as the boys stood and headed for the door calling out their own goodbyes.

"Be safe Evelyn and watch out for these boys"

"Always do" I replied smiling as I followed them out.

We got back into the minivan and Dean started driving with Sam telling us the backstory on this case and even I thought it was a bit much that the killer was claimed to be a clown and was almost enough to laugh since I knew Sam wasn't a big fan of them.

"You gotta be kidding me, a killer clown?" Dean asked.

"He left the daughter unarmed and killed the parents, ripped them to pieces actually" Sam replied.

"And this family was at a carnival that night?" I asked peering my head through the front seats.

"Right…right the Cooper Carnival" Sam nodded.

"So how do you know were not dealing with some psycho carny in a clown suit?" Dean asked.

"The cops have no viable leads and all the employees were tearing down shop, alibi's all around plus the girl said she saw a clown vanish into thin air, cops are saying trauma of course" Sam replied and I nodded.

"I know what you're thinking Sam" Dean suddenly said and Sam and I both turned to him. "Why did it have to be clowns?" he smiled looking over and I laughed at Sam's face.

"Oh give me a break" Sam groaned as Dean laughed with me.

"You didn't think I remembered, did you?" Dean said laughing even more. "I mean come on you still bust out crying when you see Ronald McDonald on the television"

"At least I'm not afraid of flying" Sam remarked and I laughed again.

"Oh burn!" I called out and Dean shot a glare back at me.

"Planes crash!" Dean exclaimed.

"And apparently clowns kill" Sam added making me laugh even more that I actually had tears in my eyes.

"You guys are such babies"

"Says the one who's afraid of bugs" Dean argued and my laughter stopped as I turned a small glare at him as Sam laughed now.

"Whatever, so these types of murders they ever happen before?" I asked making Sam stop laughing.

"Uh…according to the file, 1981 the Bunker Brothers Circus same M.O it happened three different times three different locales" Sam replied and I thought it was a tad weird if this was a spirit.

"It's a little weird, if it is a spirit its usually bound to a specific locale, you know a house or town" I said and Sam nodded agreeing with me.

"So how's this one moving from city to city, carnival to carnival?" Sam added.

"Cursed object, maybe" Dean guessed providing a possible answer. "The spirit attaches itself to something and the carnival carries it around with them"

"Great paranormal scavenger hunt" Sam groaned and I rolled my eyes since I was just glad to be out doing something again, a week back with my Dad was driving me nuts and it felt good to be useful again but I knew one thing would be holding me back now…the baby which I still wasn't 100% sure what to think about it and that thought made me turn to Dean conflicted.

"This hunt was your idea" Dean replied looking at Sam. "By the way, why is that?" he added. "You were awfully quick to jump on this job"

"So?" Sam asked him.

"It's just not like you that's all" Dean replied and I rolled my eyes again. "I thought you were hell bent for leather on the demon hunt" he added and I frowned leaning back in my seat wanting no part in this.

"I don't know, I just think taking this job it's what Dad would've wanted us to do" Sam said and even I raised an eye since that did sound like him, he never cared what John wanted before.

"What Dad would've wanted?" Dean asked him.

"Yeah" Sam agreed nodding his head. "So?" he asked but Dean didn't reply for a second shaking his head.

"Nothing" he finally said when Sam continued to stare at him for an answer and then it was silent for most of the rest of the trip through the night and I managed to sleep a little despite the feeling of the car on the road making me nauseous.

It was daylight by the time we arrived at the current sight of the circus the killings were tied too and we immediately saw a couple of cops talking to some clowns and I had a feeling our usual covers posing as cops wasn't gonna work on this one if they were already poking around.

"Check it out, Five-O" Dean commented pointing them out with our code for cops.

We got out and Dean walked over to where they were to listen in while Sam and I stood back looking around ourselves and I sighed leaning against some of the railings blocking off a ride and took some Tylenol to rid myself of a headache and saw Sam look back at me with a worried look.

"You alright?" I nodded.

"Yeah just have a headache from sleeping wrong in the car, I'll be fine Sam" I replied but he continued to look at me. "Will you stop, I'm fine" I exclaimed quietly and before he had a chance to argue with me more with his pressing and worrying looks a lady walked by but stopped and stared right at us and Sam paled given she was dressed as a clown making me smile before she continued on her way.

"Did you get her number?" Dean asked making Sam jump as he'd been following the lady with his eyes and hadn't seen him walk up.

"More murders?" Sam asked not replying to his question.

"Two more last night" Dean nodded. "Apparently they were ripped to shreds and they had a little boy with them"

"Who fingered a clown" Sam added and we both turned to him since that sounded wrong on so many levels. "What?" he asked clearly not seeing what he said.

"Yes a clown who apparently vanished into thin air"

"You know looking for a cursed object it's like…trying to find a needle in a stack of needles, it could be anything" I spoke up looking out at everything and couldn't help but think at how creepy this place seemed and couldn't fathom why any parent would want to bring their kids here.

"Yeah well it's bound to give off EMFs so we'll just have to scan everything" Dean replied and I scoffed since that always worked out so well for us.

"Oh good, that's nice and inconspicuous" Sam laughed.

"I guess we'll just have to blend in" Dean replied and I looked over at him confused but saw he was looking at a 'help wanted' sign making me frown but I followed them into one of the tents where some guy was throwing daggers at a target hitting the bullseye every time. "Excuse me, we're looking for Mr Cooper have you seen him around?" Dean asked and he stopped turning to us.

"What is that, some kind of joke?" the guy asked then took off his sunglasses showing his white eyes meaning he was blind.

"Oh god, I'm sorry" Dean apologized.

"You think I wouldn't give my eyeteeth to see Mr Cooper…or a sunset or anything at all?"

"Wanna give me a little help here?" Dean whispered back at us but we just laughed and shook our heads.

"Not really" Sam replied and Dean rolled his eyes at our lack of help.

"Hey Barry is there a problem?" someone said and we turned seeing a little person behind us.

"Yeah this guy hates blind people!" the blind guy replied and Dean looked back at him offended.

"No I don't-"

"Hey buddy what's your problem?" the little person said to Dean.

"It's just a little misunderstanding" Dean replied.

"…'little' you son of a bitch"

"No, no, no I'm just…can somebody tell me where Mr Cooper is?" Dean exclaimed while Sam and I just stood by laughing our butts off. "Please" he added as an afterthought and we were finally pointed in the right direction finding Mr Cooper and asked for the jobs.

"You's picked a hell of a time to join up, take a seat" Mr Cooper said leading us into his office and I looked down seeing only two seats, a plain black one and one that looked like a clown and Dean immediately jumped towards the black one as pay back for us not helping him back there but I smirked at Sam and sat on Dean's lap as he looked at us with an annoyed look before hesitantly took a seat in the clown chair. "We got all kinds of local hell"

"What do you mean?" Dean asked moving his arm around my waist moving me into a position comfortable for him.

"Oh a couple of folks got murdered, cops always seem to start here first" Mr Cooper replied as we watched Sam fidget in his seat sitting right on the edge of the chair. "So you three ever worked the circuit before?"

"Yes sir" Sam replied before Dean or I could. "Last year through Texas and Arkansas"

"Yeah" Dean nodded going with that.

"Doing what?" Mr Cooped asked us.

"Ride Jockeys, Butcher…AS men?"

"Yeah it's…little bit of everything I guess" Sam nodded but Mr Cooper looked like he wasn't believing us for a second.

"You three have never worked a show in your lives, have you?" he asked.

"Nope but we really need the work" Dean replied with his best innocent smile. "So…oh and Sam here has a thing for the bearded lady" I moved my leg knocking it against Dean's shin since neither Sam or Mr Cooper was amused by him.

"You see that picture" Mr Cooper said pointing behind him to a shelf where a photo frame was, it was him next to a ride. "That's my daddy" I frowned since they looked identical which was strange.

"You look just like him" Sam replied and I turned to him.

"He was in the business, ran a freak show till they outlawed them most places, apparently displaying the deformed isn't dignified so most of the performers went from honest work to rotting in hospitals and asylums, that's progress I guess…you see this place it's a refuge for outcasts always has been for folks who don't fit in nowhere else" I turned to Dean and Sam seeing them both looking down. "But you three…you should go to school, find a girl" he added looking at Sam then turned to me and Dean. "Get married…have 2.5 kids…live regular" I frowned sharing a look with Sam at the kid part before we turned back to Mr Cooper.

"Sir?" Sam started leaning further in his seat towards him. "We don't wanna go to school and we don't want regular" I turned to Dean sharing a look when Sam said he didn't want to go to school since we could hear he meant it. "We want this" Mr Cooper looked at us then nodded, we walked out of his office and Dean scoffed. "What?" Sam asked him.

"That whole 'I don't wanna go to school' thing, were you just saying that to Cooper or were you, you know saying it?" Sam didn't reply.

"Sam?" I pressed wanting to know myself.

"I don't know" he finally said.

"You don't know?" Dean asked him. "I thought once the demon was dead and the fat lady sings that you were gonna take off, head back to Wussy state"

"I'm having second thoughts" Sam replied as he stopped walking and turned to us as we stopped too.

"Really?" I asked shocked.

"Yeah I think" he nodded. "Dad wanted me to stick with the job" once again he was talking about what John would've wanted.

"Since when do you give a damn what Dad wanted?" Dean asked him. "You spent half your life doing exactly what he didn't want Sam"

"Since he died, okay?" Sam retaliated making me frown. "You have a problem with that?"

"No I don't have a problem at all" Dean replied but I could tell it was a lie but didn't say anything.

We'd been given the job of clean up lackeys and red vest with 'Cooper Carnivals' on it and garbage pikes along with bags, Sam was in one part of the carnival and Dean and I were in the other always in eye sight of each other with the feeling that we had to be together after what happened only a week ago was still fresh in our minds.

Sam had one of the EMF detectors and Dean had the other since we only had the two and I made a mental note to fix that since it had been a lot easier when it was just Dean and I but now we needed more of everything.

I looked over at Dean seeing him dumping his bag of rubbish into a bin with an annoyed and disgusted look for actually having to do general run of the mill honest work but then he pulled his phone out of his pocket so I walked over and pretended to empty my bag to listen in knowing it'd only be Sam.

"Hello?" he asked flipping it open pressing it to his ear. "What's the matter, you sound like you just saw a clown?" I rolled my eyes since really…he couldn't go an hour without making fun of Sam. "Like a real human skeleton?" he asked and I raised a questioning eyebrow. "Did the bones give off EMF?" Dean started to walk away so I followed him. "We should check it out anyway, Eve and I are heading to you" he reached back for my hand but the blind man grabbed his arm.

"What are you doing here kid?" he asked making me frown.

"I'm…I was just sweeping" Dean replied.

"Bull" the guy replied, Dean and I shared a look. "And what were you talking about?" he asked. "Skeletons?" I moved closer. "What's EMF?"

"Dude your blind man hearing is out of control" Dean commented and I rolled my eyes.

"Were a tight-knit group, we don't like outsiders, we take care of our own problems" the guy replied.

"We got a problem?" Dean asked him as I remained quiet.

"Well you tell me, you're the one talking about human bones" the guy replied and Dean turned to me and I understood that look perfectly and shook my head because honestly right now was not going to help us.

"Do you believe in ghosts?" he asked ignoring my warning and I shook my head.

"What?" he guy asked confused.

"My brother, girlfriend and I…um…we're writing a book about them" Dean replied and I scoffed as the blind man stared not sure whether he was serious so Dean kept going explaining that we were investigating an urban legend on haunted rides and circus' and after fifteen or so minutes were finally able to ditch him finding our way to the funhouse seeing Sam waiting outside for us.

"What took you so long?" he asked us.

"Long story" Dean and I replied at the same time.

"Mommy, look at that clown" we overheard a little girl call out and turned seeing a girl and her mother and she was pointing at something so we walked over.

"What clown?" the mother asked and when our eyes followed the direction the little girl was pointing we saw nothing. "Come on sweetie, come on" the mother lead the girl away as we all shared a knowing look with each other.

We followed the family when they left the carnival and was prepared to stake-out all night which was going to be quite annoying given I haven't gotten a decent nights sleep in over a week…probably longer than that.

"I cannot not believe you guys told the Papazian about the homicidal phantom clown" Sam said as Dean pulled up across the street to the family's house, I'd pushed him into the back seat so he was poking his head between the seats looking at the family enter their home.

"We told him an urban legend about a homicidal phantom clown, I never said it was real" Dean argued grabbing his gun and held it up.

"Keep that down" Sam protested putting his hand on it lowering it out of window sight before glancing around the streets but they were deserted.

"Another thing get this, we mentioned the Bunker Brothers Circus in '81 and their evil-clown apocalypse and guess what?" I cut in.

"What?" Sam asked.

"Before Mr Cooper owned Cooper Carnival he worked for Bunker Brothers, he was their lot manager"

"So you think whatever the spirits attached to Cooper brought it with him?" Sam asked and I shrugged since it was one possibility.

"Something like that" Dean nodded turning back to the house we were watching. "I can't believe we keep talking about clowns" I chuckled nodding my agreement. "Sammy your on first watch" Dean added leaning his head on the window and shutting his eyes.

I rolled my eyes resting back in my seat but knew I wasn't gonna sleep so I crossed my arms and just watched the family as they settled in for the night but after a while I could feel myself starting to doze although I was trying to fight it as much as I could and Sam must have seen it.

"I've got this watch if you want to sleep, you need sleep more than us"

"Sam enough okay, I know how much you want me to tell Dean about the baby but I'm…I'm scared because I have no idea what I'm even thinking since I never planned this…hell I never wanted it and I know Dean doesn't either so can you blame me for wanting to avoid the inevitable disappointment and pain that will come when he doesn't want us"

"You know he wouldn't do that"

"Do I?" I asked looking back at him. "The most we've ever talked about kids is in fantasies and wishes but our life right now is not the right time for this"

"So what are you going to do?" he asked and I frowned.

"I don't know honestly, I'm only six weeks or so I…I still have time"

"To do what?" he asked and I looked back at him once again with sad eyes and I knew he understood what I meant. "I know it's not really my place but I think you ought to tell Dean before making that decision since it affects him as well and you know he'll be pissed if he finds out later" I sighed refusing to answer and turned back to the house just in time to see a light turn on.

"Look" he turned seeing it as I reached over and shook Dean. "Dean" he jerked awake and I pointed towards the house right as we saw the little girl walking around.

We scrambled out of the van and went through the back hiding as we listened to the little girl leading the creepy son of a bitch toward her parents bedroom but before they got that far Sam jumped out and grabbed the little girl pulling her out of the way.

"Hey!" Dean yelled out and the clown turned to him before he shot a load of rock salt and the clown fell back but didn't disappear like it was supposed to meaning it wasn't a ghost and was proven when the ghost started to sit up so Dean loaded another round into his shotgun. "Sam watch out!" Dean called thinking it was going for the girl again but it went invisible and jumping out of the door with the only thing we could see was it knocking a plant over before it was just gone.

"What's going on here?" the father yelled running into the room.

"Oh my god, what are you doing to my daughter!" the mother added. "Get out, get out of my house" she added and we wasted no time getting the hell out of their before the cops were called.

We got the hell out of there and Dean drove off the main roads and pulled the car over in between some secluded trees and we quickly got to work cleaning it out of anything that could trace it back to us or my Dad since we didn't want to take any chances and it was daylight by the time we finished with Dean grabbing the plates stashing them in his duffel bag to dispose of later then grabbed mine.

"You really think they saw our plates?" Sam asked stuffing his stuff into his bag.

"I don't want to take the chance" Dean replied closing the tailgate being careful not to touch the car with his hands instead using his sleeve. "Besides I hate this freaking thing anyway" he added and I scoffed.

"My Dad's gonna love the fact that we lost one of his cars" I replied and he rolled his eyes but I saw a smile playing at his lips as we started the long trek back to town.

"Well one thing's for sure" Dean suddenly said.

"What's that?" Sam and I asked him.

"We're not dealing with a spirit, that rock salt hit something solid" Dean replied and I nodded having figured that out last night.

"Yeah a person?" Sam asked but I shrugged.

"Or maybe a creature that can make itself invisible?" I added

"Yeah and dress up as a clown for kicks?" Dean asked then turned to Sam. "Did it say anything in Dad's journal?"

"Nope" Sam replied and I sighed reaching into my pocket and pulled out my phone.

"Who are you calling?" Dean asked seeing me.

"Maybe Ellen or Ash will know something" I replied scrolling through my phone for Ellen's number but looked up when I heard Sam chuckle. "What?"

"You think Dad and Ellen ever had a thing?" Sam asked.

"No way" Dean replied almost instantly.

"Then why didn't he tell us about her?" Sam asked then turned to me. "How come you didn't?"

"Because I hadn't seen them in over nine years and when you brought her up you didn't exactly give me the chance to say I knew her" I replied looking up at him. "And as for why your Dad didn't I have no idea but my guess is they had a falling out, no offence but your Dad seemed to have that happen a lot"

"Yeah" Sam agreed and when I turned to Dean he nodded as if he agreed with my answer knowing it was true. "Well don't get all maudlin on the man" Sam suddenly added making us look back at him.

"What do you mean?" Dean asked defensively.

"This strong silent thing of yours" Sam replied looking at Dean. "It's crap, I'm over it"

"Oh my god" Dean groaned.

"This isn't just anyone were talking about this is Dad and I know how you felt about the man" Sam exclaimed.

"You know what back off alright, just because I'm not caring and sharing like you want me to-"

"No, no that's not what this is about Dean, I don't care how you deal with this but you have to deal with it man…you both do" Sam said cutting Dean off and I frowned over at him for the last part knowing my part in what he meant by dealing with it. "Listen I'm your brother and your friend, I wanna make sure you're okay"

"Dude I'm okay!" Dean exclaimed but I saw right through it. "I'm okay, okay I swear the next person who asks me if I'm okay I'm gonna start throwing punches these are your issues, quit dumping them on me!" Dean exclaimed and my frown deepened as I stopped and looked at him with confusion.

"What are you talking about?" Sam asked stopping beside me.

"I just think it's really interesting this sudden obedience you have to Dad, it's like 'Oh what would Dad want me to do?', Sam you spent half your life slugging it out with that man I mean hell you picked a fight with him the last time you ever saw him and now that he's dead you wanna make it right, well I'm sorry Sam but you can't it's too little too late"

"Why are saying this to me?" Sam asked as I stared back and forth between them not knowing who to side with since although I didn't agree with the way Dean came out with that it was the truth.

"Because I want you to be honest with yourself about this!" Dean yelled back at him. "I'm dealing with Dad's death, are you?" he added and Sam stared at him in anger.

"I'm gonna call Ellen, you can talk about honesty with the person who's lying to you more than you think I am" Sam spat back at him and my eyes widened looking at him in betrayal as he walked away then turned to Dean when he looked at me.

"Dean I…I don't know what he's talking about" I stuttered.

"I know" he replied confusing me making me furrow my brows at him.

"Know what?"

"Cut the crap Evelyn, I heard you and Sam last night when you thought I was asleep" my eyes widened in shock.

"What…well why didn't you say anything?!"

"Because I was waiting for you to but doesn't look like you ever were, were you?" he asked and I looked down at my feet scared to answer him.

"Dean I…I was scared"

"You think I'm not doesn't mean I didn't have the right to know especially since you are thinking about…" he trailed off and I looked up meeting his eyes seeing tears that I knew wouldn't fall since Dean rarely cried ever.

"I'm sorry…I just didn't know how to tell you since we never talked seriously about kids…it was always 'what if' and now that it's here I didn't know what you wanted…or if you wanted this with…me"

"Eve…I…I just don't know I'm still processing it" I frowned but nodded and turned away walking away from him so he wouldn't see the tears that had started rolling down my cheeks.

"Thanks a lot" I overheard Sam say and turned seeing him hang up his phone walking towards Dean putting their argument aside but I wasn't going to forgive Sam anytime soon for what he just did, he threw me under the bus just before he was angry and I'd never have done that to him. "Rakshasa" he added and they started walking away so I followed a little behind and saw Dean look back to see if I was.

"What's that?" he asked turning back to Sam.

"Ellen's best guess, it's a race of ancient Hindu creatures they appear in human form they feed on human flesh they can make themselves invisible" Sam replied and it sounded about right but I wasn't gonna tell him that, until I forgave him I wasn't going to talk to him. "And they cannot enter a home without first being invited"

"So they dress up like clowns and the children invite them in" Dean replied looking back over his shoulder again.

"Yeah" Sam nodded.

"So why not just munch on the kids?" Dean asked him.

"No idea not enough meat, maybe?" Sam replied and all this talk about eating human flesh was making me nauseous.

"What else you find out?" Dean asked him again as I kept remaining silent and Dean kept looking back as if to make sure I was still behind them.

"Well apparently Rakshasas live in squalor, they sleep on a bed of dead insects" Sam replied and I felt some bile rise up at that thought since it was just sick.

"Nice" Dean replied and I rolled my eyes.

"And they have to feed a few times every 20 to 30 years, slow metabolism I guess"

"Well that makes sense, I mean the carnival today, the Bunker Brothers in '81"

"Right and probably more before that" Sam nodded.

"Evie who do we know that worked both shows?" Dean called out and I looked up seeing them both looking back at me but I quickly looked back down.

"Cooper?" Sam asked seeing as I refused.

"Cooper" Dean agreed and I could hear the change in his voice seeing me giving him the silent treatment which is something I'd never done no matter how bad the fight especially while in the middle of a hunt.

"You know that picture of his father, that looked just like him" Sam spoke up after a small silent second.

"You think maybe it was him?" Dean asked him.

"Well who knows how old he is" Sam agreed.

"Ellen say how to kill him?" Dean asked and I looked up a little interested since the sooner this case was over, the sooner I could go home.

"Legend goes a dagger made of pure brass"

"I think I might know where to get one of those" Dean replied making me turn to him confused since we didn't have a pure brass dagger.

"Well before we go stabbing things into Cooper we're gonna wanna make damn sure it's him" Sam argued and I smiled a bit.

"Oh your such a stickler for detail Sammy" Dean replied with a smile. "Alright I'll round up the blade, you go check if Cooper's got bedbugs" he added and for some reason the though of bugs in a bed made my skin crawl and was enough to force the nausea to come back only this time I had to stop and lean over as the vomit came up. "Eve!" Dean turned around and quickly pulled my hair back out of the way.

"I'm fine!" I exclaimed pushing him away from me.

"Eve-"

"Don't!" I snapped at him then stood upright once the worst was over and started walking again with them following me now.

It was dark by the time we made it back to where the carnival was and I wondered around while Sam went to see if Cooper had…a bed problem and Dean went to the blind guy to see if he had any brass knives but I saw Dean running out of the tent.

"Dean!" I called and he skidded to a stop turning and saw me just as Sam walked up.

"So Cooper thinks I'm a peeping tom but it's not him" Sam replied.

"Yeah so a gathered, it's the blind guy he's here somewhere" Dean replied and my eyes widened in shock.

"Well did you get the-?"

"The brass blades?" Dean asked cutting him off. "No, no its just been one of those days" I sighed since this just went from bad to worse.

"I got an idea, come on" Sam suddenly said looking up at the funhouse and started towards it with Dean and I behind him but Dean stopped at the entrance.

"Wait here" I frowned.

"Why?" I asked.

"Because the-" he pointed down at my mid-section.

"Oh like you care, I'm not getting sidelined Dean" I snapped pushing past him following Sam inside following him through the dark rooms when a door suddenly closed between Dean and I.

"Sam, Eve!" we heard Dean yell from the other side as he hit against it.

"Dean!" Sam and I called back as I tried to pry the door open but it wasn't budging so Sam pulled me back knowing it was futile.

"Dean find the maze okay?" Sam called out.

"Sam you take care of Evelyn or I swear to god-" Dean called back and I frowned.

"Dean just go, I've got her" Sam called back then took my arm pulling me reluctantly away from the doors between me and Dean as we continued to search for something brass to kill this son of a bitch clown.

We kept walking before Sam suddenly stopped and I followed his line of sight seeing an old fashioned organ and one look at the pipes I knew they were brass so we headed towards it and Sam reached out but hissed as the steam burnt but recovered and grabbed one trying to pull it off.

"Hey" we heard and turned seeing Dean and I sighed in relief meeting his eyes.

"Hey, where is it?" Sam asked him still trying to pull off one of the brass pipes.

"I don't know, I mean shouldn't we see his clothes walking around?" Dean asked and I rolled my eyes since that was so fiction and when did fiction ever get anything right about anything supernatural but that thought was cut off when I knife flew through the air pinning Dean's jacket sleeve to the wall right before another one came.

"Dean!" I yelled out ready to move to help him remove them but he turned his head to me.

"No stay back!" he yelled at me and I paused shocked. "Sam!" he added right as Sam managed to remove a brass pipe then held it up defensively as we looked around for this son of a bitch.

"Evie!" Sam called out and pushed me away just in time as a knife flew through the air landing against the wall right where I'd been standing. "Dean where is he?" Sam asked.

"I don't know " Dean replied trying to pull the knives holding him to the wall but looked up then reached up and pulled a leaver that turned up the smoke and I looked around frantically finally seeing what looked like an outline of a person.

"Sam behind you, behind you!" I called out and Sam thrusted the pipe back without turning and the thing screeched fading into nothing as Sam let go of the pipe and Dean finally pulled the last knife out turning down the smoke again and as it evaporated the only thing we saw left was clothes and the brass pipe on the ground.

"I hate fun houses" Dean said and I couldn't help the small laugh looking up at him and he smiled looking down at me before his arm wrapped around my waist and he pulled me to his side and I was still mad but right now the relief that we were okay was outweighing it.

We ended up stealing a car and drove back to the roadhouse where we filled in Ellen on what happened and told her it was taken care off and her response was to grab three beers cracking them open and came back towards us dropping them in front of us and I looked up sharing a look with Dean who frowned down at it.

"You kids did a hell of a job, your Dad's would be proud especially John if he was here" she said smiling at the boys.

"Thanks" Sam replied picking up his beer as Dean and I continued looking at each other before turning to him and he looked up at us. "Oh yeah I've gotta uh…uh…I gotta go…over there" he looked across the bar. "Right now" he stood and walked away and I remained silent for a few seconds before taking a deep breath and met Dean's eyes again.

"So?" I asked wanting to know where we were currently standing now that the hunt was over.

"So" he replied and I rolled my eyes.

"We have to talk about this Dean" I replied but he didn't reply and stared down at his beer, I frowned and out of instinct reached for the beer bottle in front of me.

"Hey none of that" he suddenly said grabbing it out of my hands and I looked up at him. "You can't drink" I frowned since that was disappointing especially with our lives, liquor was our out most of the time…it was our escape and fun times.

"Great" I muttered.

"Evie I…I still don't know how I feel about this baby but…but we'll figure it out…together" I turned back to him. "I want to do it with you but…but you can't hunt anymore"

"Why?" I asked defensively.

"Why?" he scoffed shaking his head. "Do you honestly need reminding every two seconds?"

"Dean I can still hunt"

"No you can't" he insisted.

"Let's agree to disagree" I muttered just as the back door opened and we looked up seeing Ash.

"Where you guys been, been waiting for you?" he said seeing us at the bar and I rolled my eyes.

"We were working a job Ash" Sam called out from where he was at the pool table. "Clowns?"

"Clowns?" Ash asked scrunching up his face. "What the-?"

"You got something for us Ash?" I asked cutting him off unable to wipe the smile from my face as Dean and I stood walking over to where he set down his hand made modified laptop.

"Did you find the demon?" Sam asked him straight away.

"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 Divine on dig dookie" Ash replied and I laughed shaking my head at him, he never changed.

"What do you mean?" Sam asked not getting his humor.

"I mean, any of those signs or omens appear anywhere in the world my rig will go off like a fire alarm" Ash replied then showed us the computer screen and I saw Dean's eyes widen a little and the complexity of it.

"Mind-?" Dean asked reaching out to touch Ash's laptop but stopped seeing Ash's look as he leaned protectively over his laptop. "Yeah" Dean added moving his hands away.

"What's up man?" Ash asked and I laughed seeing Dean's look.

"Ash where did you learn to do all this?" Sam asked him.

"MIT before I got bounced for fighting" Ash replied and I looked over with a smile since that seemed about right.

"MIT?" Sam asked a little surprised.

"It's a school in Boston" Ash replied and Sam smiled looking down having know where MIT was.

"Okay, give us a call as soon you know something?" Dean added.

"Si…Si compadre" Ash replied and I saw Dean smirk before taking a swig out of his beer bottle and I looked at him longingly because I was gonna miss alcohol.

Dean put his half finished beer down then stood up with Sam and I following as we headed towards the door getting ready to leave but saw Ash take Dean's beer and drink out of it making me roll my eyes but smiled since I was glad he hadn't changed since we were kids.

"Hey listen" Ellen suddenly called out stopping us from leaving. "If you kids need a place to stay I got a couple beds out back" I smiled at her but looked at Dean and we shared a look with the same understanding look, there was a couple things we had to do back at home which included him finishing the Impala and us finally coming clean to my Dad that I was pregnant.

"Thanks but no" I replied turning back to Ellen.

"There's something I gotta finish" Dean added and Ellen nodded.

"Okay" she replied and I smiled one last time before we walked out and drove back to the salvage yard and Dad was happy to see us back, I think he was getting too used to having me around again which was gonna make it hard for us to leave again since I knew once 'Baby' was up and running we'd be back on the adventure to hunt and kill the demon once again only this time we wouldn't be looking for John.

It didn't take long to be back and after a quick rest after driving so long much to my father's annoyance and disappointment when Dean and I crashed in my old room together even though that's where we've been staying the last week but Dean was once again out in the yard working on 'Baby' and I was giving him space to do so but saw Sam going out to him from the kitchen window and although I wanted to be out there I felt they needed this time by themselves.

I moved towards the door when Sam came back and when he saw me his eyes saddened and I knew what he was thinking about but my Dad was right behind us so he didn't say a word and went to move past me but I grabbed his arm stopping him then reached up putting my arms around his neck in what looked like a comforting hug.

"What you did…throwing me in the deep end with Dean was hurtful Sam because he didn't deserve that but I'm willing to forgive you since he knew anyway" I stepped back and his showed his confusion. "He heard us in the car" I mouthed at him and his eyes widened before he sighed and nodded then squeezed my hand and moved further into the house and I sighed knowing I had to talk to Dean about telling my Dad so I walked outside.

I walked to where Dean was but the closer I got the louder a clanging noise became and when I walked into view I saw Dean bashing the crap out of the boot of the Impala putting a hole into the new body.

"Dean…Dean!" I run up and put my arms around him from behind and he dropped the crowbar putting his arms over mine as I just held him with a deep frown on my face. "Shh" I soothed and he just sank into my embrace for once letting me comfort him and I knew telling my father was going to have to wait.