Authoress Notes: Welcome to Chapter 2 of I'm No Good. In the last chapter John had done something and he had passed away. Sam, Dean, and Andi have no idea what John had done, but Dean feels rather empty. With Sam finding a message on one of John's phones it leads them to a Roadhouse. What's the worst that could happen? Without further ado Chapter 2 of I'm No Good.
Chapter 2
Phobia
Sam, Andi, Dean stood behind John's burning funeral pyre. Their hands in their pockets as they watched. Sam was near tears fidgeting next to his older brother,while Dean stood there looking into the flames silently, and Andi kept biting her lip waiting for John to pop up on that pyre saying that he was alright, even though she knew it wasn't possible.
Andi was sad for the boys that they had to go through that of losing their father in the hospital, but the other emotion that was swirling inside of her was anger. Anger that John hadn't told her what had happened to her father. The yellow-eyed demon that was inside of John had told her that much and she knew that demons sometimes didn't lie.
"Before he… before, did he say anything to you? About anything?" Sam asked as a few tears slid from his eyes, fidgeting even more as he looked at his older brother hoping that Dean would be able to shed some light on everything.
"No. Nothing." Dean said not even looking at Sam, his eyes still glued the pyre, his mind reeling from what John had told him. He didn't want to tell Sam or Andi about what John had told him just yet. Neither one of them were ready for that.
SPNSPN
One week went by after John's funeral and Dean was busy underneath his car working on it. He had been working on it all week. After countless attempts of trying to keep Andi away from working with him on the car he had broken down and allowed her to help here and there on the car.
Andi was leaning over the motor compartment checking the insides of the hood to make sure that things were being well placed to make sure that the car would be running properly when Dean started his precious baby up. "You know you really should thank Sam for saving your precious car Dean." She said as she began to tighten a bolt up.
"And why would you say that?" Dean questioned grunting a little bit from under the car.
"Oh that's attractive." Andi said with a scoff as she continued to work. "Because Bobby was about to junk your baby. Sam made sure that Bobby didn't do that. So quit treating your brother like it is his fault for what happened to the baby."
Dean rolled his eyes from where he laid under the car working on it. He knew that Andi had a point, but it still bothered him that his precious baby had gotten wrecked and he wasn't the one that had driven it. "Remind me again why I have you helping me?"
Andi scoffed a little bit. "Because hm… in a roundabout way this is what you called me, a ruddy bitch that can't keep her nose out of your business?" She said moving slightly to look at his feet that stuck out from under the car. Her face had grease spots on it from her rubbing her face. "And I was just being an annoying person knowing that it would take you a while to work on her. A little help always does some wonders." She shrugged her shoulders. "And I thought that it would help that you had I dunno someone to talk to if you needed."
Dean let out a soft scoff as he continued to work on the under part of the car.
Sam slowly came up to the two working hunters. "How's the car coming along?" Sam asked curiously to his older brother.
"Slow." Dean said as he continued to work.
"Yeah? Need any help?" Sam hoped that Dean would allow him to help on the car even though he knew nothing about working on a car.
Dean dropped something heavy. "What, you under a hood? I'll pass. It's bad enough with Andi wanting to help out."
"Hey!" Andi said, scolding the older Winchester brother.
Sam let out a soft breath after hearing Dean say that. Ouch that kind of hurt that he didn't want his help. "Need anything else, then?"
Dean pushed himself out from under the car. "Stop it, Sam." Dean said, wiping his hands onto his pants.
"Stop what?" Sam asked in confusion.
"Stop asking if I need anything, stop asking if I'm okay. I'm okay. Really. I promise."
Andi shook her head lightly and backed away from the car looking at the two brothers in disbelief. She had the strangest feeling that Dean was hiding what he was truly feeling.
Sam let out a soft breath. "Alright, Dean, it's just… we've been at Bobby's for over a week now and you haven't brought up dad once."
"You know what? You're right. Come here." Dean said, narrowing his eyes at Sam opening his arms up. "I'm just going to lay my head gently on your shoulder. Maybe we can cry, hug, and maybe even slow dance."
"Don't patronize me, Dean. Dad is dead. 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 snapped, causing Andi to shake her head at him.
"Say something alright? Hell, say anything!" Sam said, raising his voice. "Aren't you angry? Don't you want revenge? But all you do is sit out here all day long buried underneath this damn car."
"Revenge, huh?"
"Yeah." Sam nodded his head stiffly.
"Sounds good. You got any leads on where the demon is? Making heads or tails of any of Dad's research? Because I sure ain't. But you know, if we do finally do 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've got nothing Sam. Nothing, okay? So you know the only thing that I can do? If I can work on the car." Dean said crouching by his car and going right back to work.
Andi shook her head lightly. "Miserable. That's exactly what you are, Dean." Andi said as she put the tools down that she held. She wiped her hands on her pants. "I'm done trying to help you. You need to quit being this way." She turned on her heels to leave the brothers to talk it out.
"Well, we've got something alright?" Sam said with a huff.
Andi stopped in her tracks hearing Sam say that. She turned a little bit looking at Sam. How could they even have something that would help them find the yellow-eyed demon?
Sam pulled a cell phone out of his pocket. "It's what I came here to tell you. This is one of dad's old phones. Took me a while, but I cracked his voicemail code. Listen to this." Sam said putting it onto the speaker and handed it over to Dean who slowly got up to his feet, reluctantly taking it from Sam.
"John, it's Ellen. Again." Ellen let out a sigh. "Look, don't be stubborn, you know I can help you. Call me."
"That message is four months old." Sam explained to Andi and Dean.
"Dad saved that chick's message for four months?" Dean asked in confusion wondering why John would do that.
"Yeah." Sam nodded his head.
"Well, who's Ellen? Any mention of her in Dad's journal?" Dean asked in confusion.
"No. But I ran a trace on her phone number and I got an address."
"Ask Bobby if we can use one of his cars." Dean said letting out a huff.
Andi let out a soft scof knowing that this idea of Dean's was probably not going to be the best idea that he had. Plus the name Ellen… well… it was ringing a bell in Andi's mind and she couldn't remember where it was from.
SPNSPN
Dean pulled a beat-up, poorly maintained minivan outside of the Roadhouse Saloon. Dean got out of the van and groaned as Sam and Andi got out of the minivan as well. "This is humiliating. I feel like a friggin' soccer mom!"
Andi rolled her eyes at Dean's ranting knowing that it probably would last a while since it was the only vehicle that Bobby had running at the time.
"It's the only car Bobby had running." Sam scoffed a little bit at the way that his elder brother was acting. He thought that Dean was acting very much like a child when it came to driving the minivan here, all because Dean was so used to driving his Baby and his Baby was in the mists of getting repaired all thanks to his own fault with a demon crashing an eighteen wheeler into it.
The three of them looked around the area seeing that no one was really around.
"Hello? Anybody here?" Sam asked, hoping that this trip wasn't a waste for them.
"Hey. You bring the, uh,"
"Of course." Sam tossed something to his brother who in turn caught it.
They slowly walked inside of the saloon and it was eerily quiet. A light bulb went out as they walked into the saloon. They went to the back and saw a man passed out on the bar sleeping.
"Hey, buddy." Sam saw that he didn't move from where he was laying. "I'm guessing that isn't Ellen."
"Yeah…"
"Gee I wonder what bloody gave you that idea… He is male after all." Andi said with a slight huff as Sam went into the back to look around.
Dean went down the step and stopped suddenly closing his eyes as he felt a point of a gun touching his back. "Oh god, please let that be a rifle." He murmured softly in hopes that it truly was a gun. The last thing that he needed was someone getting frisky with him here. Not with everything that had happened so far. He heard the cocking of the rifle and he knew right away that he had been right.
"No, I'm just really happy to see you. Don't move." A female voice rang out from behind him.
"Not moving, copy that. You know, you should know something, miss. When you put a rifle on someone, you don't want to put it right against their back. Because it makes it really easy to do…" He turned quickly, grabbing the gun and cocking it at her. "That."
The blonde haired woman punched him in the face, quickly taking back the rifle that had been taken away from her by Dean.
Dean doubled over holding his nose that was now bleeding from the quick shot that the blonde had taken on him. "Sam! Andi! Need some help here. I can't see, I can't even see." He muttered the last part to himself.
Sam went back into the room slowly with his hands on his head. "Sorry, Dean. I can't right now. I'm a… little tied up." He nodded his head towards Ellen that was behind him with a handgun pointed at his head.
"Sam? Dean? Winchester?" The brown haired woman asked in confusion.
"Yeah Ellen, that's them." Andi said as she leaned against the bar.
"Son of a bitch." Ellen said, letting out a soft breath.
"Mom, you know these guys?" The blonde haired girl asked her mother hoping that was the case.
"Yeah, I think these are John Winchester's boys." Ellen slowly lowered the gun. "Hey, I'm Ellen. This is my daughter Jo."
Jo lowered her rifle and Dean smiled at her. "Hey."
"You're not going to hit me again are you?"
Andi shook her head lightly. "Come on tosser, let's get that nose looked at." She said walking over to Dean grabbing his arm and leading him towards the bar.
"And where the hell were you?" Dean demanded looking at her with narrowed eyes.
"Unlike you two… I know not to go poking around… it gets a gun pointed at you every time." Andi said as Dean went to the bar.
Ellen brought over a towel to Dean that was filled with ice. "Here you go."
"Thanks. You called our dad, said you could help. Help with what?" Dean questioned as he put the ice on his face where Jo had hit him.
Andi pursed her lips together wondering what Ellen had called John for.
"Well, the demon, of course. I heard he was closing in on it." She pointed out like it was an obvious thing in the world to her.
"What, was there an article in the Demon Hunters Quarterly that I missed? I mean, who, who are you? How do you know about all this?" Dean questioned his interest, peaking a little bit.
Andi rolled her eyes, shaking her head.
"Hey, I just run a saloon."
"Hunters are known to pass in now and again." Andi said as she took a seat at the bar running a hand through her hair letting out a soft breath.
Ellen nodded her head at what Andi had said. "Including your dad a long time ago. John was like family once."
"Oh yeah? How come he never mentioned you before?"
"You'd have to ask him that."
"So why exactly do we need your help?"
"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. But John wouldn't have sent you if…" Ellen stopped when she realized something was off. And it wasn't a good thing either. "He didn't send you."
Dean looked down and then back at Sam.
"He's alright, isn't he?"
Sam took a breath knowing that this was a hard thing to mention. "No. No, he isn't. It was the demon, we think. It, um, it just got him before he got it, I guess."
"I'm so sorry."
"It's okay. We're all right." Dean said softly, not wanting to admit how broken he was inside.
"Really? I know how close you and your dad were."
"Really, lady, I'm fine."
"Dean Winchester… what the bloody hell has gotten into you? You don't need to bite her head off." Andi said snapping at Dean. She didn't like the idea that Dean was treating Ellen this way.
Ellen gave Andi a soft look. "It's good to see you back in here roaming around kiddo."
Andi turned to Ellen and offered the older woman a soft smile. Andi nodded her head slowly knowing that it had been a while since Ellen had seen her.
"If you can help, we could use all the help we can get." Sam said, looking at Ellen hoping that she would be able to help them out with this.
"Well, we can't. But Ash will."
"Who's Ash?" Sam asked in confusion wondering who Ash was.
"Ash!"
The man passed out on the bar, jerked awake and sat up, flailing around off of the bar. "What? It closin' time?"
"That's Ash?" Sam asked, looking at the mullet haired man that had woken up most likely from a drunken stupor.
"Mm-hmm. He's a genius." Jo said with a smile.
Andi pursed her lips together unsure about this whole thing.
SPNSPN
A brown folder was slapped down onto the bar. Sam and Ash sat next to one another while Andi and Dean stood behind them.
Jo stood on the other side of the bar pouring glasses of water.
"You've gotta be kidding me, this guy's no genius. He's a Lynyrd Skynyrd roadie." Dean grumbled a little bit. Smack! A yelp came from Dean causing him to turn and look at Andi who was shaking her hand out.
"I like you." Ash said with a chuckle.
"Thanks." Dean said as he rubbed the back of his head where Andi had hit him.
"Just give him a chance." Jo said, shaking her head lightly.
"That's Dean for you. Always judging before he gets to know someone." Andi said letting out a soft scoff.
Dean sat down and opened the folder. "Alright. This stuff's about a year's worth of our dad's work, so uh, let's see what you can make of it, since Andi here couldn't."
Andi rolled her eyes as Dean said that. Even though she had been with John when he had been collecting some of the information, she couldn't make heads nor tails out of it and she had been frustrated about it.
Ash pulled out the papers and started to go through them. He shook his head. "Come on. This crap ain't real. There ain't nobody can track a demon like this."
Andi looked at Ash. "John could."
Sam nodded his head at what Andi had said. He knew that she knew because she had been with him before she had joined up with him and Dean.
"There are non-parametrics, statistical overviews, prospects and correlations, I mean.. damn! They're signs. Omens. Uh, if you can track 'em, you can track this demon. You know, like crop failures, electrical storms... Have you ever been struck by lightning? It ain't fun."
Sam let out a huff looking at Ash. "Can you track it or not?"
"Yeah, with this, I think so. But it's gonna take time, uh, give me... fifty one hours." Ash said in thought,hoping that he had given himself enough time to do the job. He got up from the chair that he sat in.
"Hey, man?" Dean called out causing Ash to stop and look at him.
"Yeah."
"I, uh, I dig the haircut."
"All business up front, party in the back." Ash said leaving.
Jo walked by Dean swaying her hips a little bit teasing Dean. Dean tiredly got up out of his seat and followed her leaving Andi and Sam together.
Sam noticed something sitting on the counter. "Hey, Ellen, what is that?"
"It's a police scanner. We keep tabs on things, we…" She began thinking that Sam was talking about the scanner that was on the counter.
"No, no, no, no, the, um, the folder." Sam said, correcting what he had said prior.
"Uh, I was gonna give this to a friend of mine. But take a look, if you want." She took the folder from the wall and brought it over to Sam.
Andi took a seat next to Sam, her lips pursed together into a thin line as she saw what was written in red marker. Couple Murdered, Child left alive. Medford, Wisc.
The two younger hunters looked at the file.
Andi looked at Sam and she bit her lower lip. "Are you thinking what I'm thinking?" She asked as she tucked some of her hair behind her ear.
"Yeah. Thinking that it might be the case. Hey Ellen."
Ellen looked over at Sam.
"I think we will take this case." Sam looked to where his brother was with Jo. "Dean, come here, check this out."
Dean let out a groan and came over to where the two younger hunters were. "Yeah."
"A few murders, not far from here, that Ellen caught wind of. Looks to me like there might be a hunt."
"Yeah. So?" Dean said, slightly confused, wondering what Sam wanted.
"So, I told her we'd check it out." Sam said, looking at his brother.
Andi nodded her head.
SPNSPN
Dean drove the minivan towards where the case was. Sam sat next to him with the research on his lap. While Andi sat in the back with a cigarette between her fingers smoking it trying to relax some.
"You've gotta be kidding me. A killer clown?" Dean said looking over at his brother, knowing that Sam had a fear of clowns.
"Yeah. He left the daughter unharmed and killed the parents. Ripped them to pieces, actually."
"And this family was at some carnival that night?" Andi asked as she leaned forward in the minivan as she washed her cigarette.
"Right, right. The, uh, Cooper Carnivals."
"So how do you know we're not dealing with some psycho carnie in a clown suit?" Dean questioned as he gripped the wheel in his hands.
"Well, the cops have no viable leads, and all the employees were tearing down the 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?"
"Oh, give me a break."
Dean laughed lightly, making fun of his brother's fear. "You didn't think I'd remember, did you? I mean, come on, you still burst out crying whenever you see Ronald McDonald on the television."
"Well, at least I'm not afraid of flying." Sam said, pointing out Dean's fear.
"Planes crash!" Dean said, defending himself.
"And apparently clowns kill!"
"Boys please." Andi said, trying to get the brothers to stop fighting.
Dean let out a sigh knowing that Andi would probably smack them upside the head if they didn't stop fighting. "So these types of murders, they ever happen before?"
"Uh, according to the file, 1981, the Bunker Brothers Circus, same M.O. It happened three times, in three different locales." Sam said, reading the file.
"It's weird, though, I mean if it is a spirit it's usually bound to a specific locale, you know, a house, or a town." Andi thought, remembering what the case file had said.
"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 it around with them." Dean said, thinking his lips pursing together in thought.
"Great. Paranormal scavenger hunt." Sam said, leaning back in his chair letting out a soft breath.
"Well, this case was your idea. By the way, why is that? You were awfully quick to jump on this job." Dean said, looking over at his brother. "You and Andi both were."
"So?"
Andi remained quiet knowing that this talk was more between the brothers and she didn't need to throw her two cents in.
"It's just... not like you, that's all. I thought you were hell-bent for leather on the demon hunt." Dean said, looking over at his brother.
"I don't know, I just think, this job, it's what Dad would have wanted us to do." Sam admitted softly knowing that was what their father would have done.
"What Dad would have wanted?"
"Yeah. So?"
"Nothin'." Dean said letting out a baited breath.
SPNSPN
Dean pulled up outside of the carnival, the brakes squeaking a little bit as he pulled to a stop.
The three of them saw detectives talking to some of the carnies that worked there.
"Check it out. Five-oh." Dean said as he got out of the minivan.
Sam stood with his hands in his pockets as a three-foot-tall woman in a clown uniform walked past him. He froze in fear.
Andi slowly walked up to him as the woman passed him.
Dean approached the two of them. "Did you get her number?"
Sam scowled at his brother. "More murders?"
"Two more last night. Apparently they were ripped to shreds. And they had a little boy with them."
"Who figured a clown."
Dean gave his brother a weird look.
"What?"
"Yeah, a clown, who apparently vanished into thin air."
"Dean, 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. Bloody hell. There's no way that is going to work." Andi said, rubbing her face a little bit.
Dean noticed a 'Help Wanted… S. Cooper' sign not too far from them. "I guess we'll just have to blend in."
"Blend in? Are you kidding me? You want us to try to join in with the carnies?" Andi asked with wide eyes.
SPNSPN
They walked through the carnival hunting for where Mr. Cooper might have been.
Dean saw a man throwing knives at a target and they were all landing near the bulls-eye. "Excuse me, we're looking for Mr. Cooper, have you seen him around?"
The blind man turned to where Dean was at. "What is that, some kind of joke?" He pulled his sunglasses off revealing that he was blind.
Dean's eyes went wide. "Oh. God, I'm, I'm sorry."
"You think I wouldn't give my eyeteeth to see Mr. Cooper? Or a sunset, or anything at all?"
Dean looked at Andi and Sam. "Wanna give me a little help here?" He questioned both of them quietly.
"Not really." Sam said, shaking his head.
Dean looked at Andi.
"Oh no don't look at me."
"Hey man, is there a problem?" A male voice rang out.
Dean turned and looked down, seeing an extremely short man with a red cape around his neck.
"Yeah, this guy hates blind people."
"No, I don't, I…" Dean said, trying his best to explain himself.
"Hey buddy, what's your problem?"
"Nothing, it's just a little misunderstanding."
"Little?! You son of a bitch!"
"No, no, no, no! I'm just, could somebody tell me where Mr. Cooper is?"
The two younger hunters laughed lightly at Dean's misfortune.
"Please?"
SPNSPN
Mr. Cooper looked at the three of them. "You guys picked a hell of a time to join up. Take a seat."
Dean looked at the available chair, he took notice that one was normal and the other was pink with a giant clown face on it. He beat Sam to the normal chair.
Sam scowled at his brother as he gingerly sat down on the chair.
Andi shook her head lightly.
"We've got all kinds of local trouble." Mr. Cooper continued.
"What do you mean?" Dean asked curiously looking at Mr. Cooper.
"Oh, a couple of folks got themselves murdered. Cops always seem to start here first. So, you three ever worked the circuit before?"
"Yes sir, last year through Texas and Arkansas." Sam said lying easily hoping that Mr. Cooper would believe it.
"Yeah." Dean said with a nod of his head.
"Doing what? Ride jockeys? Butcher? ANS men and woman?" Mr. Cooper asked, looking at them with a wandering gaze.
"Yeah, it's, uh, a little bit of everything, I guess."
Andi looked at Sam knowing that he had fallen into a hole that he wouldn't be able to get out of. He should've been more careful picking his words.
Mr. Cooper looked at the three of them wearily. "You three have never worked a show in your lives before, have you?"
"Nope. But we really need the work. Oh, and uh, Sam here's got a thing for the bearded lady." Dean tried to get them in by saying that.
Mr. Cooper looked at a photo that was taken in black and white. "You see that picture? That's my daddy."
"You look just like him." Sam admitted as he looked at the photo.
"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 that don't fit in nowhere else. But you three? You should go to school. Find a couple of girls. Have two point five kids. Live regularly."
Dean went to open his mouth, but noticed his brother leaning forward with a serious look in his eyes.
"Sir? We don't want to go to school. And we don't want to be regular. We want this." Sam said in a serious tone.
Andi and Dean looked at Sam with a wondering look. Neither one of them knew that Sam was going to say that and he sounded like he had meant it too.
SPNSPN
"Huh." Dean said as he stuck his hands in his pockets.
"What?" Sam asked, looking at his brother with a wondering look.
Andi pursed her lips together keeping quiet knowing that it wasn't really her place to say anything. She knew that Dean wanted to say something to his younger brother. Her cell phone began to ring and she looked at the ID. She looked at both of the brothers and slipped away easily. She quickly answered it. "Bobby, what is it?"
"I thought I would call and check on you three idjits. Since you three haven't come back yet." Bobby's gruff voice rang over the other end of the phone.
Andi let out a soft chuckle. "Sorry about that Bobby." Andi said softly as she kicked at some of the gravel with her brown boots. "We had gotten to the roadhouse and Sam decided to take on a case with a killer clown."
Bobby let out a soft sigh. "How are those boys doing?"
Andi let out a soft breath as she closed her cognac eyes. She knew that Bobby was going to ask that question wondering how the brothers were and honestly… She didn't know what to tell Bobby.
"Andi?"
"I'm still here Bobby."
"How are the boys?" He asked again hoping to get an answer out of Andi. He truly worried about Sam and Dean… and now he was becoming concerned about Andi.
Andi ran a hand through her hair, pursing her lips together into a thin line. "Sam seems to be okay for now… and Dean… he's hiding his feelings pretty well." She let out a soft huff. "He won't tell Sam or myself how he is feeling since John's death. At least Sam came and talked to me about how he was feeling." She kicked at the gravel. "They're a mess."
"I wouldn't have doubted it." Bobby said with a soft sigh. "And how are you holding up?"
Andi let out a soft chuckle. "Don't worry about me Bobby. I'll be fine. As always. But I have to go… we're working on a case."
"Just be safe out there."
"Always are." She slowly hung up her cell phone and let out a soft breath. She just hoped that they would be able to finish this case without too much of a problem.
SPNSPN
Andi's lips were pursed together as she cleaned up the ground with a broom and pan dressed in a red 'Cooper Carnival' jacket over her black tank top. Her phone began to ring and she pulled it out of the tight pocket of her jeans. She looked at the id and saw that it was Sam. "Hey Sam."
"Hey, Andi."
"What is it Sam?"
"I think I might have found something."
"What?" Andi asked as she stopped cleaning.
"A skeleton."
"Human skeleton?"
"In the funhouse. Listen… I told this to Dean… what if the spirit isn't attached to a curse object… what if it's attached to its own remains?"
"Well did it give off any EMF?"
"No…"
"I'll be over in a few minutes okay? I'll meet up with you and Dean." She said before hanging up her cell phone, slipping it into her pocket.
SPNSPN
Andi was sound asleep in the backseat of the van while Sam and Dean were watching the house.
Sam let out a huff. "Dean, I cannot believe you told Papazian about the homicidal phantom clown."
Dean scoffed. "I told him an urban legend about a homicidal phantom clown. I never said it was real." He pulled out his gun and cocked it.
Sam grabbed it and pushed Dean's hands down. "Keep that down!"
"Oh, and get this. I mentioned the Bunker Brother's Circus in '81 and their, uh, evil clown apocalypse? Guess what."
"What?"
"Before Mr. Cooper owned Cooper Carnival, he worked for Bunker Brothers. He was their lot manager."
"So you think whatever the spirit's attached to, Cooper just brought it with him?"
"Something like that." Dean shook his head and sighed. "I can't believe we keep talking about clowns."
"Shhh… you're going to end up waking her." Sam said looking at the backseat looking at Andi who was curled up on her side. He had to admit that she looked calm and peaceful. She needed it because he had heard her up late at night at Bobby's and it concerned him. Perhaps it was because of the Yellow Eyed Demon saying something while he had been possessing his father and it had spooked her.
SPNSPN
The three hunters grabbed their items out of the minivan that was parked on the side of the road including the license plates.
Andi shook her head remembering Sam and Dean running back to the van.
"You really think they saw our plates?" Sam asked, looking at Dean.
"I don't wanna take the chance. Besides, I hate this friggin' thing anyway."
They started walking down the road.
"Well, one thing's for sure." Dean said, grabbing his bag tightly in his hands.
"What's that?" Andi asked in confusion wondering what was going through Dean's mind.
"We're not dealing with a spirit. I mean, that rock salt hit something solid."
"Yeah, a person? Or maybe a creature that can make itself invisible?" Sam asked, looking at Dean.
"Yeah, and dress up like a clown for kicks? Did it say anything in Dad's journal?"
"Nope." Sam cleared his throat and pulled out his phone.
"Who are you calling?"
"Maybe Ellen or that guy Ash'll know something. Hey, you think, uh, you think Dad and Ellen ever had a thing?"
"No way." Dean said, scoffing a bit.
"Then why didn't he tell us about her?"
"I don't know, maybe they had some sort of falling out."
"Yeah. You ever notice Dad had a falling out with just about everybody?"
Dean nodded his head casually.
Sam lowered his phone looking at Dean. "Well, don't get all maudlin on me, man."
"What do you mean?"
Andi pursed her lips together as she walked slowly.
"I mean this "strong silent" thing of yours, it's crap."
"Oh, god."
"I'm over it. This isn't just anyone we're talking about, this is Dad. I know how you felt about the man."
"You know what, back off, alright? Just because I'm not caring and sharing like you want me to."
"No, 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. Listen, I'm your brother, all right? I just want to make sure you're okay."
"Dude, I'm okay. 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!"
"What are you talking about?"
"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 your entire life slugging it out with that man. I mean, hell, you, you picked a fight with him the last time you ever saw him. And now that he's dead, now you want to make it right? Well, I'm sorry Sam, but you can't, it's too little, too late."
"Why are you saying this to me?"
"Because I want you to be honest with yourself about this. I'm dealing with Dad's death! Are you?"
Sam swallowed, looking away from his upset brother.
Andi let out a soft breath stopping in her tracks turning looking at the brothers.
"I'm going to call Ellen." Sam said, walking away from them.
Andi let out a soft breath and looked at Dean. "You really did it Dean." She said softly. "He's trying to be a good brother… he's trying to be there for you and you're pushing him away."
"We're not starting this Andi!" He yelled at her.
Andi jumped looking at Dean with wide eyes. She shook her head lightly. "Never mind." She said letting out a soft huff. "We're only trying to help." She said as she turned on her heels walking towards where Sam was.
Dean let out a soft breath and began following them.
"Thanks a lot." Sam hung up the phone looking at his brother and Andi. "Rakshasa."
"What's that?" Dean asked in confusion.
"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, and they cannot enter a home without first being invited."
"So they dress up like clowns, and the children invite 'em in."
"Yeah."
"Why don't they just munch on the kids?"
"No idea. Not enough meat on the bones, maybe?"
"What else do you find out?"
"Well, apparently, Rakshasas live in squalor. They sleep on a bed of dead insects."
"Nice."
"Yeah, and they have to feed a few times every twenty or thirty years. Slow metabolism, I guess."
"Well, that makes sense. I mean, the Carnival today, the Bunker Brothers in '81"
"Right. Probably more before that."
"Hey Sam, who do we know that worked both shows?"
"Cooper?"
"Cooper."
"You know, that picture of his father that looked just like him."
"You think maybe it was him?"
"Well, who knows how old he is?"
"Ellen says how to kill him?"
"Legend goes, a dagger made of pure brass."
Andi nodded her head remembering what she had read in a book about those creatures.
"I think I know where to get one of those."
"Well, before we go stabbing things into Cooper, we're going to want to make damn sure it's him."
"Oh, you're such a stickler for details, Sammy."
The three of them smiled at one another.
"All right, I'll round up the blade, you go check if Cooper's got bed bugs." Dean said, looking at Sam.
"I'll go with Sam." Andi said softly, voicing what she was going to do. She wasn't about to be close to Dean, not with him snapping at her earlier. She could very much tell that he was upset, but he didn't need to take it out on the people that cared about him.
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Sam easily picked the lock of Cooper's trailer and slowly went inside with Andi.
Sam pulled out a pocket knife and sliced open the mattress.
The two of them froze when they heard a shotgun cocking and the two of them slowly turned, seeing Mr. Cooper there pointing the gun at them.
"What do you think you're doing?"
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Andi and Sam saw Dean running.
"Hey!" Sam called out to his brother.
"Hey."
"So, Cooper thinks Andi and I are Peeping Toms, but it's not him."
"Yeah, so I gathered. It's the blind guy. He's here somewhere."
"Well, did you get the -"
"The brass blades? No. No, it's just been one of those days."
"I got an idea. Come on."
Andi looked a bit worried when Sam said that.
The three of them entered the fun house. The door slammed between Andi and Dean leaving Sam separated from them.
"Sam!" Dean yelled as he tried to budge the door.
"Dean! Dean, find the maze, okay?" Sam yelled telling them what to do.
Andi and Dean rushed around to find the maze that Sam had told them to find. The two of them found it easily and found Sam.
"Hey." Dean said looking at his brother who was pulling at the pipe from the organ.
"Hey! Where is it?" Sam asked as he continued to pull at the pipe.
"I don't know, I mean, shouldn't we see its clothes walking around?" A knife flies past Dean, pinning his sleeve to the wall. Another one pins his wrist. "Sam!"
A knife went flying and pinned Andi's leg to the wall scratching her causing her to scream a little.
Sam pulled the pipe all the way off and stalks forward slowly. A knife flew past his head and he dodged it. "Guys, where is he?"
"I don't know!" Dean said as he reached up and pulled on a lever causing more steam to pour from the pipe organ, giving a vague shape to the invisible attacker, which made him see it. "Sam, behind you! Behind you!"
Sam stabbed the pipe behind him without looking. He turned and saw it buried in the still-invisible creature, blood pouring from the wound.
Dean managed to free himself.
Andi leaned down tugging at the knife that was embedded in the wall and in her jeans. She threw the knife to the ground.
They look to where it's fallen and see only empty clothes and a bloody pipe.
"I hate funhouses." Dean said as he caught his breath.
Andi let out a soft scoff.
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Sam, Dean, and Andi sat at the bar as Ellen laid down a few beers for them.
"You guys did a hell of a job. You boys' father would be proud." Ellen said, looking at the brothers. She looked at Andi. "Your dad would be proud of you too Andi."
Andi smiled a small sad smile thinking about her father.
"Thanks." Sam said softly.
Jo took a seat next to Dean on the other side.
"Oh yeah, um, I've gotta... uh, uh, I've gotta go. Over there. Right now." He took his beer from the bar standing up before patting Andi's arm.
"I'll um… join you." Andi said, swiping her beer quickly from the bar. She quickly followed Sam. "Sexual tension that you could cut with a knife between those two." Andi shook her head lightly.
Sam let out a soft chuckle. "Don't let him hear you say that."
Andi smiled a small little cheeky smile. "And what's he going to do Sam? It's not like he's my father and bending me over his knee."
Sam's cheeks flushed a little bit when she said that.
Andi let out a chuckle when she saw the blush on his face.
The back door opens and Ash enters the bar, carrying the folder and a bizarre looking laptop. "Where have you guys been? Been waitin' for ya."
"We were working a job, Ash. Clowns?" Sam said looking at Ash, his cheeks finally becoming less red from what Andi had said.
"Clowns? What the -"
Dean got up from where he was sitting and walked over to where Ash, Andi, and Sam were. "You got something for us, Ash?"
Ash set his laptop down on a table.
"Did you find the demon?" Sam asked hoping that this goose chase would finally be done and Ash had found something to help the three of them out.
"It's nowhere around. At least, nowhere I can find. But if this fugly bastard raises his head, I'll know. I mean, I'm on it like Divine on dog dookie."
"What do you mean?" Andi asked in confusion looking at Ash. Her brows furrowed together in confusion.
"I mean, any of those signs or omens appear, anywhere in the world, my rig will go off. Like a fire alarm."
Dean reached for the laptop. "Do you mind…"
Ash gave him a look.
Dean pulled his hand back from the keyboard. "Yeah."
"What's up, man?"
"Ash, where did you learn to do all this?" Sam asked, looking at him.
"M.I.T. Before I got bounced for... fighting."
"M.I.T.?"
"It's a big fancy school in Boston." Andi said, looking at the brothers shaking her head lightly wondering why they had never heard of it.
"Okay. Give us a call as soon as you know something?" Dean said, looking at Ash.
"Si, si, compadre."
Dean took another sip of his beer, then put it down.
Ash picked it up and began to drink from it not caring that Dean had been drinking it prior.
The three hunters began to head for the door.
"Hey, listen - if you guys need a place to stay I've got a couple beds out back." Ellen said, stopping them in their tracks.
Dean turned and looked at Ellen. "Thanks, but no. There's something I gotta finish."
"Okay."
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Andi was busy making up something for dinner for the four of them to enjoy when she heard the door open and close alerting her that someone was there. She turned and saw Sam, her eyes widening in worry when she noticed tears falling from his eyes and his lower lip trembling. "Sam?" She asked softly, her concern lacing her voice.
"He was right." Sam said, his voice trembling as he looked at her.
"What was Dean right about Sam?"
"About me and Dad. I mean, for all I know he died thinking that I hate him. What I'm doing right now, it's too little. It's too late."
Andi slowly moved towards him. "Sam…" She said softly.
Sam's arms quickly wrapped around her which caused her to be dumbfounded.
Andi's arms wrapped around him and she rubbed his back lightly trying to soothe the 6'4 23 year old that was holding onto her tightly. Her eyes widened even more when his head rested on her shoulder which told her he was slumping and tears fell onto her shoulder.
"I miss him, Andi. And I feel guilty as hell. And I'm not alright. Not at all." He said as his whole body began to shake.
Andi rubbed his back softly knowing that he missed John. She really didn't know what to say to Sam, all she knew was that Sam needed her as a friend and that was what she was going to be. A friend and be there when he needed her. And she was going to do the same for Dean when he needed her. She knew what it was like to lose her father and she would be there for them every step of the way through the healing process even though sometimes it never did get any easier.
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This is the end of Chapter 2 of I'm No Good. I hope that you guys enjoyed it. Please let me know what you think in a review. Reviews help me write more and help my muse. I hope to have the next chapter out soon. If there is anything that you would like to see in future chapters please let me know. I know you guys are wondering who this mysterious 'M' is and it might be a while before you guys find out, but you guys can guess who' Might be. Until next time.