A Very Supernatural Road trip Chapter 5

Dean/Sam

"So what did Ellen say?" Dean asked Sam. They had ditched Bobby's van a while back and were walking to the carnival. They had an argument over there father a few minutes ago and Sam decided to call Ellen and see if she knew what the clown was.

Sam grinned at his older brother. "Her best guess is a rakshasa"

"Damn" Dean murmured looking at the long road ahead of them. "Are you sure?" He asked one more time.

"Yeah I'm sure." Sam replied laughing. "Sleeps on a bed of dead insects, you kill it with a brass knife and sleeps for 20 – 30 years."

Dean didn't seem to be paying attention. "I wonder if I could have beaten her in a fight."

Sam stopped walking and starred at Dean. "Fight?"

Now it was Dean's turn to stop walking, and choose his words carefully. If he said the wrong thing there was no where to run from Sam. "I told Adie that I didn't believe that she can fight, so she threatened to fight me at the motel and prove that she can come hunting with us."

To Dean's surprise Sam started laughing. "What?"

"Nothing" Sam replied. "It's just funny. When Sarah wanted to fight with us you told me to marry her and now that Adie wants to fight you're trying to keep her away from hunting. Why?"

Dean answered his question with a question. "Do you want her to hunt with us?'

Sam thought about it for a second. "No I'm not thrilled about it. But I would rather have her hunting where we can see her then sitting in a motel room surrounded by salt and finding ways to get into trouble."

"Even when she's not here you're on her side."

"So who do you think the rakshasa is?" Sam asked, knowing Dean was never going to answer the original question.

"Who d we know that's been at both carnivals?"

"Cooper. But we have to make damn sure it's him before we start stabbing him with knives." Sam answered.

"You're such a stickler for details Sammy." Dean replied smiling. "I'll deal with the knives and you see if Cooper has bed bugs."

I pulled up to Sam and Dean about thirty minutes after hanging up with Ellen. "Do you two boys need a lift? I can drive you over to the carnival …. for a price."

They looked at each other in shock then relaxed when they realized it was me.

"How did you find us?" Sam asked the same time dean asked. "What price?"

I started laughing, and answered Sam's question. "I called Ellen and asked her if you had called her about the hunt yet. I knew you would end up ditching the van."

Dean got into the passenger seat and Sam sat in the back. "Who's car is this?" Sam asked suspiciously.

I grinned at him through the mirror. "I don't know. I hotwired it last night."

The both of them started laughing. "That's our girl" Dean said.

Sam was shaking his head. "Not even a year with us and your already stealing cars."

"How did you even learn to hotwire a car?" Dean asked.

"You don't want to know." I replied.

Dean raised his eyebrows but didn't ask.

"So Ellen said that her best guess is a rakshasa" Sam told us from the back seat.

"Dude!" Dean yelled turning around to look at Sam. "She didn't have to know that now! We could have told her later."

"She would have figured it out when we started stabbing people with brass knives, and what are you going to do? Make her stay in the motel why you drive to the carnival in the car she stole?"

I started laughing. "He's right Dean. I won the bet, and you owe me fifty bucks."

"Don't worry you'll get your money."

"Uh huh" I replied. "So how do you plan on killing the clown?"

"Sam is going to make sure that it's Cooper and I'm going to get a knife."

"Where are you going to get the knife from? Cooper?"

"Yeah. Who else?"

"I don't know" I told him. "He gives me the creeps. I think he might be the rakshasa."

"We should listen to her Dean. She's been right about everything else." Sam spoke up.

"I'm right here you know."

"Sorry." Sam said before looking at Dean for an answer.

"Sam still needs to double check Cooper and if you're right….. well what do you want to do about it?"

I looked at him at the corner of my eyes, he was testing me. "Just come to the funhouse when you find out it's not Cooper."

"All right" Dean replied.

After parking the car the three of us split up. Sam went to check Mr. Cooper, while Dean looked for a brass knife. I decided to go into the funhouse and look for the organ pipes that I remembered Sam using to kill the clown in the show. A few minutes later Sam found me.

"Hey!" I called.

"Hey" he replied, walking towards me.

I tossed him one of the pipes and motioned for him to help me out with another one. They were hard to pull out. "Where's Dean?" I asked Sam when we got the second one out.

Dean answered for him by walking around the corner. "What are you doing?"

"Where keeping souvenirs so I remember my first hunt. What do you think were doing? These should be made of brass." I replied.

Dean looked like he was going to say something but Sam cut him off. "Where's the clown?"

"I don't know shouldn't we see his clothes walking around or something?" Dean replied a second before a knife came flying out of nowhere and pinned him to a wall. Three more came from the same direction, two of them pining Sam, and the other landing near Dean's arm.

I almost started to freak out but calmed down when Sam tossed me the brass pipe. "Where is it?" I asked, still a little scared. They didn't have any way knowing where it was either, but I still had to ask.

"I don't know!" Dean replied while reaching up and turning the switch on one of the pipes running across the ceiling. The room organ started to let out more steam.

"Behind you!" Sam yelled when the steam started to rise. I spun around and stabbed the rakshasa in the chest. A little bit of blood started to come out but it was still there. "Get it!" I stabbed it again and it finally disappeared. Dean and Sam finally pulled the knives out and walked over to me. "Are you okay?" Dean asked.

"Yeah" I said, looking down at the rakshasa's left over clothes and the pipe. "I just hate funhouses."

"Come on, we should leave before anyone notices that the knife thrower is missing." Sam told us, while leading us to the car.

"So where to?" I asked while driving away from the carnival.

"Lets stop by Ellen's and see if Ash is done yet." Dean replied.

I parked the car and walked into Ellen's roadhouse. Jo saw me first.

"Hey."

"Hi, can I have a beer?" I asked her before sitting down at the bar.

"Sure, so how did the hunt go?" Jo asked while handing me a beer.

"Well, you wont see anymore killer clown headlines in the newspaper anymore."

Jo nodded her head and looked at he door behind me.

"What?" I asked and looked behind me. Sam and Dean had just walked into the bar, and had stopped in surprise. The place was filled with people cleaning guns and other weapons. I laughed. "Are you two going to stand there all day or what?" I told them. Dean just shook his head and walked over to the bar, Sam followed. Ellen saw them and came over, with two more beers.

"You guys did a hell of a job. John would be proud." She told us.

"Thanks" Sam replied. I just nodded my head and took another sip of beer. I never met John so there really was nothing for me to say.

"Uhhh…. Come on Adie lets go play some pool, over there, right now."

"What?" I asked looking at Sam. He was already standing up, and I didn't have any intention of leaving Dean with Jo.

"Just come on" He said and grabbed me by the arm, practically dragging me away from the bar. Jo watched us walk over to the pool table with an expression I couldn't read.

"Ow." I said with mock hurt, while rubbing my arm. "What was that for?"

"Just trying to give them there privacy." He replied setting up the table.

"Why?" I asked, grabbing two sticks.

Sam started laughing but instead of answering my question he asked one himself. "What's up with you and Jo? The first time you met you were glaring at each other and then five minutes later you were talking like you were old friends."

"Nothing." I replied. "Jo is all right, it's just annoying the way she hangs all over Dean."

Sam raised his eyebrows. "So she's annoying?"

"Are you sure you want to play pool on this table Sammy? Ash was sleeping on it a couple of days ago and God knows what else he does on it." I asked him, changing the subject, the same time Ash walked into the room.

"Where have you guys been? I've been waiting for ya." Ash announced to us.

"We were working a job Ash" I told him.

"What kind of job?" He asked me.

"Clowns." Sam replied for me.

"Clowns?" He asked in confusion. "What the – "

"You got something for us Ash?" Dean cut him of from across the room.

"Yeah" He replied. "Come here." Sam, Dean, and I walked towards him and sat down at the table.

"So did you find the demon?" Sam asked.

"It's nowhere around, at least nowhere I can find." Sam and Dean looked disappointed. "But if this fugly bastard raises his head I'll know."

"How?" I asked him.

Ash showed us his "computer". If you could call it that. It looked like it was homemade. "If the demon appears anywhere my rig will go off like a fire alarm." I was impressed he did a good job. I saw Dean start to reach for the keyboard, but Ash stopped him with a look. "I don't touch your stuff and you don't touch mine." Ash told him.

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

"M.I.T, before I was bounced for fighting."

"M.I.T?" Sam asked, impressed.

"It's a school in Boston." Ash replied, looking offended at Sam's reaction.

"So you'll give us a call when the alarm goes off?" I asked Ash.

"Trust me I'll never lose your number."

I just rolled my eyes and got up to leave. "Thanks Ash." Before we could walk out the door Ellen stopped us. "If you guys need a place to stay I have a couple of beds out back."

"Thanks but no, there's something I've got to finish." Dean replied. Ellen nodded and we walked out of the bar.

"What are we going to do with this car?" Sam asked me when we were driving to Bobby's.

The question surprised me, I didn't really think about it. "I guess we just leave it at Bobby's."

"And you think he won't notice that we come back with a different car?"

"No, he'll notice but Bobby is a con man, this won't be the first stolen car at his junk yard."

"You say that like it's no big deal."

I shrugged. "I just walked out of a bar where half the people were cleaning guns, and the other half was talking about demons. Bobby having a stolen car is no big deal."

AN: Hey sorry this one is a little shorter but the next one should be longer. Thanks for all the reviews! I really appreciate them!