Hey guys! Long time no see! I'm finally done with my college semester, and I am ready to go back to updating this regularly. I will actually try and post this as much as I possibly can. It'll alternate with my Doctor Who story so be prepared for that. There are some exciting things happening with me soon. Next weekend I'll be working Walker Stalker Con in Nashville, and today as I'm writing this I just got a job at GameStop! Anyways, the song of the chapter is Love Me Again by Big Time Rush! Enjoy the chapter!

Everybody Loves a Clown Part 2

We climbed into the minivan we had borrowed from Bobby and headed off to kill some killer clowns.

"You've gotta be kidding me. A killer clown?" Dean asks as me and Sam research.

"Yeah, he left the daughter unharmed and killed the parents. Ripped them to pieces, actually." Sam says.

"And this family was at some carnival that night?"

"Right, right. The, uh, Cooper Carnivals."

"So how do you know we're not dealing with some psycho carnie in a clown suit?"

"Well, the cops have no viable leads, and all the employees were tearing down shop. Alibis all around. Plus this girl said she saw a clown vanish into thin air. Cops are saying trauma, of course."

"Well, I know what you're thinking, Sam. Why did it have to be clowns?" I thought Sam was the one afraid of clowns.

"Oh, give me a break." Sam says. How is he not freaking out?

"You didn't think I'd remember, did you? I mean, come on, you still bust out crying whenever you see Ronald McDonald on the television." Dean says letting out a laugh. I've never seen Sam cry because of a clown.

"Well, at least I'm not afraid of flying."

"Planes crash!" Dean exclaims.

"And apparently clowns kill!"

"So these types of murders, they ever happen before?" Dean asks.

"Uh, according to the file, 1981, the Bunker Brothers Circus, same M.O. It happened three times, three different locales."

"It's weird, though. I'm mean if it is a spirit it's usually bound to a specific locale, you know, a house or a town."

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

"Cursed object, maybe. Spirit attaches itself to something and the, uh, carnival carries around with them." I say.

"Great. Paranormal scavenger hunt." Sam says.

"Well, this case was your idea. By the way, why is that? You were awfully quick to jump on this job." Dean says.

"So?"

"It's just...not like you, that's all. I thought you were hell-bent for leather on the demon hunt."

"I don't know. I just think, this job, it's what Dad would have wanted us to do."

"What Dad would have wanted?"

"Yeah. So?"

"Nothin'." Dean says focusing on driving again. We find a motel and bunk down for the night. We had planned on doing some research tomorrow, but that was when we found out about more murders that happened that night. We decide to check out the carnival the next day. We see their is police checking out the place when we get there. "Check it out. Five-oh." Dean says as we approach. As we're walking, a short clown passes us. Sam stares at her, and she just stares at him as well then moves on. "Did you get her number?"

"So the murders?" Sam asks changing the subject.

"Two more last night. Apparently they were ripped to shreds, and they had a little boy with them." I say.

"Who fingered a clown?" Sam asks. Me and Dean stop and give him a weird look. "What?"

"Yeah, a clown, who apparently vanished into thin air."

"Guys, you know, looking for a cursed object is like trying to find a needle in a stack of needles. They could be anything."

"Well, it's bound to give off EMF, so we'll just have to scan everything."

"Oh, good, that's nice and inconspicuous." Sam says. Just then we pass by a help wanted poster.

"i guess we'll just have to blend in." Dean says.

"You guys do that. I'm going to go back to the motel and research." I say. Dean nods and hands me the keys to the minivan. I haven't driven much since I joined the boys, so hopefully this is like riding a bike. I get into the car and drive off. Luckily, I didn't get into into wrecks. I do some research on the circus, but I couldn't get the strange 'dad' out of my mind. So, I did the only way of contacting the angels at the moment: praying. I kneel next to my bed and start praying to the three angels I feel comfortable contacting: Castiel, Gabriel, and Balthazar. I wait for almost an hour, but nobody shows up. I sigh and decide to go get a soda. I open the door to find a bottle of Dr. Pepper and a Hershey's chocolate bar. "Okay, that's weird." I say to myself picking up the items. I turn to see a maid in the hall. "Excuse me, ma'am." I say approaching her.

"What can I do for you?" She asks.

"Did you happen to see the person who left these items here?"

"Yes, he just left."

"Thanks." I say taking off. I look around the hotel and outside the hotel, but no-one was there. I go back to my room and see a different maid? Did I just miss my angel? Sneaky little jerk. I go back inside and go back to research.

To Be Continued...

Hey guys! I'm sorry this is really short. I had actually thought of making this longer, but I wrote that last part and said, "No, that's a good chapter end. It ends with some suspense." You will most definitely be getting more updates from me from now till August when I go back to college. Anyways, I hope you guys have an amazing day! Bye guys!