Tears started to form in the corner of my eyes as I rolled down the window letting the rain drizzle on my skin, "Dad," I whispered barely having control over my voice.
"You have to hurry" he spoke, I could hear it, his worry seemed to be misplaced, as if it was not just about my brother but I knew this and didn't know why I was letting myself be surprised.
I sighed deeply, "Just don't forget our paciscor" I wanted to remind him of the deal we made long time ago, when I first saw him use our powers for evil and lied to us as naïve children.
"Ah I see we are still pretending to be a good person, just admit to yourself and others you are just as evil and twisted as us" I could hear through his voice that he was grinning from ear to ear.
"Ok dad, one day" I hung up the phone and threw the phone out the window as it shattered against the wet pavement.
Both Dean and Sam were looking at me, I could feel their stares burning many questions, but I was just glad none of them were asked.
It took us a couple of days but we infiltrated the Cooper Circus, we had started working for them, it was the only way to get close to any carny. We finally had pinned and figured out who it was; well at least they thought they knew it was, the ring master of the whole gig. I on the other hand had someone else in mind for it and decided to one late night check out the blind knife thrower's trailer.
Of course I was freaked out about the idea of a killer clown on the loose so Fido was by my side, I started to rummage through chest when I heard, "You are a naughty little girl aren't you?" I spun around to see the blind knife thrower standing there with the most evil smile on his face.
The only thing that was near me, that I could try and use against him was a shovel, I wacked him with the shovel. To my dismay it had no effect on him what's so ever, he lunged at me pushing me to the ground which of course startled me and let a slight scream escape my lungs.
I smirked at him as he looked at me, "Fido fetch" I smirked, Fido let out a small bark and came busting through the door and lunged at the Rakshasa, the creature started screaming as Fido ripped him to shreds.
The boys come running into the trailer, to see me back on my feet and a clown suit ripped apart, "it's dead" I took a deep breath, "I FUCKING hate clowns."
Dean and Sam looked at each other confused, "What happened?" they asked me.
"What does it matter what happened, it is dead and I am very much alive," I told them not really wanting to explain that a five foot hellhound just ripped the creature to shreds and that which remains was a creepy as fuck clown costume. I walk over to it and pick it up and walk with it out of the trailer and pass the boys.
"What are you going to do with that?" Sam asked as we all got in the car me still having the keys so it was going without saying that I was still driving. Sam got into the back seat while Dean got shot gun this time. "I feel liked a cramped midget back here" Sam protested about the fact he was stuck in the back seat.
"I am going to burn the living shit out of this damn thing, it will make me feel better" I told them as we started driving back to the Saloon. I looked at Sam in the rearview mirror about his comment, "Well not all of us can be giant moose now can we?" I snorted.
Once we got back to the Saloon I climbed behind the bar grabbed a bottle of vodka and walked back outside, I was not going to wait to burn this, and it was a little ritual to put my mind at ease in a sense. Everyone looked at confused not knowing what to say. They decided to follow me outside as I set the clothes on the ground and poured the vodka on top. Went to the impala grabbed some lighter fluid and top the clothes off with the fluid. I then light a match and threw it on the clothes, with a huge ball it all caught on fire, a grin from hell crossed my lips as I watched it burn.
"I guess you really don't like clowns" Ash smiled, I looked over at him in a shut up kind of way, "Anyway I think I got it, I have designed a way to track the yellow eyed demon freak," he ushered everyone inside, I waited till the fire died down before I joined them.
"Well if you kids would like, I have a spare bedroom you guys can stay in" Ellen offered us, Dean shook his head in protest.
"As much as I would enjoy staying here Ellen, I think it would be better if we return to Bobby's place" Dean told her.
We said our good byes, I corned Jo so that we could speak alone "I am sorry for how violently I treated you but not that I did it" I explained to her noticing she looked angrier then when I was choking her. "Wouldn't you react the same way if someone had a gun pointed at your back and you had the strength to retaliate? It's nothing against you personally it was just me defending myself as I was trained" at this point I had realized that Ellen and Ash were going to be a big part of our lives and didn't want to put any strain on it.
"I understand," Jo nodded, "and no hard feelings for pointing a gun at your back" she smirked at me, there was a slight challenge in those words but I decided to ignore it or I would lose my cool and kill her.
I nodded in agreement and started to walk away, then decided to turn around and tell her, "Oh and Jo" I called out to her, she turned to face me, "That perfect ass carved by god herself is mine, you can go after Sam all you want, come near Dean and you will see the demon I really can be." I smirked at her and walked out of the Saloon to catch up with Dean and Sam.
I returned to the car keys to their rightful owner, Dean smiled as happy as a five year old in a candy store. I chuckled to myself, as I got into the back seat with Fido and wondered to myself when I should tell the boys that they have a huge hellhound in the back of the Impala. We drove off and on our way back to Bobby's house.
An hour had pasted since the Winchester boys and Annabelle had left the saloon when the door to the place burst open. Ellen turned to look at the man who just entered; he looked like no hunter or regular. He did not speak to anyone till he sat down by the bar, "I am looking for Annabelle, have you seen her?" he asked them.
Jo took a good look at the man, he was wearing an all-black suit, and he had dark brown eyes just like his hair. Jo was about to say something when Ellen placed her hand on her arm, "I am sorry I don't know who you are talking about, can I get you a drink?" Ellen offered instead.
"I am sure you don't have what I enjoy" he took a good look at both women, "but why not, give me a glass of Glen Craig Scotch no ice" he noticed the bewildered look on their faces. "Ah, so my daughter was here, she does have the same taste as me" he smirked.
"I am sorry you are right, we don't carry something like that here," Ellen smiled gently, "and your daughter left didn't tell us where, but all I know it's most likely another hunt."
He could tell they were lying, "Is she still traveling with the gigantor moose and the squirrel?" he asked realizing they were not willing to give up much information.
For the first time Ash spoke up, "Rocky and Bullwinkle nice" he nodded understanding the reference.
The man just looked over at Ash as if he was a moron, Ellen could sense his frustration and tried to please him without giving too much information away, "Last time I checked yes"
The man stood up, "thank you ladies, you have given me plenty, if you see her tell her I am just a concerned father looking for his daughter" he walked to the door of the saloon and stopped, turning around ever so slightly he looked directly at Jo, "Take care of your selves."
Jo swore that she saw his eyes for a brief moment flash red before he took his exit, but how could that be possible that would mean he is a demon. She became so frightened she dropped the glass in her hand and it shattered on the ground.