Chapter 7: Lucy and Clowns

Bella gasped as she opened her eyes. Blinking away the blurriness, she could see Cass hovering above her, his face holding concern. "Are you alright?" He asked helping her sit up. "Why did he..? Shit." Bella scooted over sitting on the edge of the bed. "They must've done it.." The two made eye contact and Bella stood running a hand through her hair. "Where's my phone?" She looked around the motel room and a fluttering of wings made her roll her eyes. "Great. Leave me why don't you?" She rummaged through her bag and found it at the bottom. She went to the most recent contact, it being Dean's and hit dial. The phone rang until it went to voicemail. "Dean. It's me. Call me when you get this. That demon.." "Tricked us?" Sam asked. Bella turned seeing her brothers with Castiel. "Yeah." She muttered looking them over hanging up the phone.

"Are you guys hurt?" She asked going over to help Sam sit. "No, just our ego. You're up. How?" Dean asked. Bella gave them a pointed look. "You two. You killed Lilith..which freed me and ..Lucifer." Sam rubbed his neck. "Yeah..about that." Bella narrowed her eyes looking between Dean and Sam. "What?" She asked. They were very reluctant and it made Bella's anxiety spike. "Sam is Lucifer's vessel." Cass stated. Bella shivered once again. The way he says things, even dire things, his voice was emotionless. It was still...intriguing. "So when Michael said Dean made a good vessel...so..Sam..I don't understand." Her eyes blinked away tears. She sucked in a raspy breath. Cass assessed her silently, making his way towards her. "Isabella, your brothers were born for war. To carry out the war between good and evil." She shook her head. "Not happening." She paced in front of them muttering to herself.

"It won't. We're not playing in this game of war. We kick evils ass and that's that." Dean stated going to comfort his sister. "We'll deal with this as it comes but for now we do what do." He murmured kissing her forehead. She sighed nodding holding him close.

Time Skip

"In Kentucky there is an old abandoned amusement park. Just two weeks ago, a dead body was found. Coroner says his face was as white as a ghost, lips rosy red and stuck in a smile." Sam read off. Bella furrowed her brow. "That's sounds oddly like a clown." Dean chuckled looking at Sam. "Clowns Sammy." Bella's eyes cut to Sam. "Hold on...are you still afraid of clowns?" Sam rolled his eyes. "No..kind of okay?" Bella busted out in a fit of laughter. "What is funny?" Cass asked from the backseat.

Bella looked over shaking her head. "Sam is scared of clowns. He's been scared since he was like 10. Dad took us to a carnival one year and this clown popped up from out of no where to offer Sam cotton candy and Sam just burst into tears." She wheezed. "And pissed his pants." Dean added smirking. Sam groaned. "I thought we'd never bring that up again." Bella snickered. "We didn't, Kentucky did." Cass watched this sibling interaction with indifference. "I do not find that humorous." He stated. All eyes went to him briefly before another round of laughter started. "You will. You will." Bella patted his leg as she turned to look at the window with a smile etched on her face. Cass slowly put his hand on top of hers to just test her reaction.

Her eye twitched but she gripped his hand in her own holding it until they got to their next stop. "Watch the baby." Dean grumbled tiredly sliding into the back seat as Bella got behind the wheel. "Yeah Yeah Dean." She rolled her eyes and after strapping in, got back on the road. Dean was already out in 5 minutes. She looked over at Sam then back at the road. "You okay Sam?" Bella asked. He looked at her confused. "Yea, it's just clowns Bella."

Bella chuckled. "Good, but that's not what I'm talking about and you know it." Sam sighed and glanced back at Dean before turning towards Bella. "I don't know. I..Luicifer's vessel and he's free. Dean and I are supposed to carry out this war against good and evil." Bella listened as he explained things. "I'm not going to let it happen, if I have to kill the bastard I will." She whispered. "You will not survive that battle." Cass stated, his blue eyes glancing at her.

"Better me than them being puppets." She said looking back at him in the rear view. "Then what of me?" Cass asked. "What do you mean? You can go on, help them. That's why you're here." She answered staring at the road. "That is true but my true purpose is by your side." Cass answered staring at her. "How do you know that Castiel? How do you know that's really true?" Cass cocked his head to the side. "Because you are God's gift to me. He said so." Bella sucked in a breath and Sam almost wanted to roll his eyes. "Like a soul mate?" She asked glancing at him. He nodded. "Yes." Bella hummed. "We'll talk more about this later. Sam where do we need to go first? Family or coroners?"

"Hello, I'm Agent Halloway and this is Agent McCarthy." Bella stated showing her badge to the medical examiner. She cleared her throat as Cass held his badge upside down. "Excuse him. He's a little nervous." Bella stated as she turned it right side up. The coroner just gave a slow nod and led them toward the body.

He slowly pulled the sheet from over his head and Bella almost cringed. "Damn." She muttered. The boy's hair was Snow White, face paler than hers, his lips having so much color in them he could've been wearing lipstick, and like Sam said..he was smiling. "Uh doc? Where's his teeth?" Bella asked pointing towards his mouth. He looked confusing checking for himself. "Well damn. It's like they rotted away." Bella hummed and after the coroner left the room for the moment, Bella pulled out the EMF detector. "Nothing." She said putting it back in her pocket. She turned to Cass, "We're going to head down to the scene and see if this clown will show." Bella looked down at the body again covering his face. "Sorry kid." She whispered.

Walking outside, the car wasn't back yet and Bella led Cass to a secluded area. She looked up at him and took his hand. "Alright..do your thing." His eyes twinkled as his lips turned up just a little bit. He pulled her flush against him and Bella felt the world tilt and spin. She slowly opened her eyes and nodded in approval. "Hmm..we could've used an Angel ages ago." Cass ignored her comment focusing on the inside. "Something is inside. Something odd." Bella looked to him and back at the creepy building. "Odd how?" Cass closed his eyes trying to sense whatever the feeling was. "I'm not sure. Do you want to wait for your brothers?" Bella shook her head and walked toward the entrance pulling out the EMF and her gun. It started lighting up like a Christmas tree. "Bingo." She whispered. Cass was next to her instantly as she walked inside, he right behind her. The place was pitch black dark and Bella almost gagged from the smell.

"Jeez." Cass reaches for Bella's flashlight, turning it on. They stop seeing a creature shaking as it munched on something. It was a half naked man, who looked to be in his early 20s. He turned towards them and Bella gasped as it was munching on teeth. It ran up to them at a fast speed knocking them over. Bella's gun slid across the room and the flashlight did the same. "They took my teeth." He wheezed. Bella sat up on her elbows. "Who?" She asked. It skittered around, fading in and out. "Those horrible kids! They torutured me..made me into this." He was suddenly very alive looking as he laid on the floor in front of them both. Apparitions of teenagers tied the man up and told him he was a clown. They pulled his lips back and Bella covered her ears as they ripped out his teeth. They covered him in flour and painted his lips red...with his own blood. "They must die..feel the pain like I did." Bella now knew why Cass said it was odd. This ghost was very different. "These kids didn't do anything to you." It was back in her face as soon as she blinked. "They must pay. Until somebody knows the truth. They are the generation of those that harmed me. I don't want to be this way but they made me! They will all die!" He screeched vanishing into thin air. Bella looked to Cass and back into the darkness. "We need to go to the library."

"Alright. Martin Timothy Stewart was killed 50 years ago by a group of teenagers..these teenagers were all brothers. This is from out Mr. Ghost himself. Martin was a weird kid, a nerd, but a good kid. He was going off to college in a few weeks, but who Martin thought we're his friends were his enemies. Now the boys claimed in this article they found him like that but Martin says they killed him. The only reason he's going after the kids is because those are the relatives of the kids that murdered him. That's why their teeth are missing. All of the brothers are in different states except two. Two live right here in this town. One..Jared Munch is..damn. He's dead. Died from a heart attack last year. Okay...that leaves Brian Munch. He's at this address." Bella pointed out. "Great..how do we get him to talk?" "I have an idea." Cass stated.

Brian Munch sat on his couch watching tv. His small hands shoveled popcorn in his mouth as he laughed at something on tv. The tv suddenly shut off and cold air filled the room. "Brian.." His name echoed throughout his home. Brian looked around, his gray eyes widening. "W-who who's there?" Martin appeared in front of Brian, looking as he did the day he died. "You know who I am. Admit it." Brian's hands shook as he stared at Martin. "M-Martin? You're ...you're dead." Martin hissed turning into the form that made him what he was. "No thanks to you..Admit what you did to me..I will haunt you for the rest of your days..I will pull out your teeth so slowly and make you choke on them." Brian was shaking.

"SAY WHAT YOU DID TO ME!" Brian broke down into sobs. "I'm sorry. We killed you! We..we were horrible. J-Jared was a maniac..we-we thought you would live." He cried. "Who killed me? Say it! I will drag you down to hell and torture you till you're nothing but ash." "My brothers and I...I never stopped thinking about that day. We killed you Martin Stewart." Martin grinned turning back into his "normal" self..the state before he was ever killed. He looked younger and happy. "Hope your next few years in hell are bliss." Martin disappeared as a knock came from the front door. Brian sat afraid. "Police! Open the door!" Brain shakily went to the door opening it to see an officer. "Brian Munch? You are under arrest for the murder of Martin Timothy Stewart. You have the right to remain silent..." Bella and her brothers watched from afar as Brian was taken into custody. "We did good." She smiled. Dean nodded. "Yeah..we've never had a compliment ghost before." Sam nodded looking at the scene. "What did they do with the teeth is my question." Everyone shrugged and Dean drove off into the night.

Downstairs in Brian Munch's basement sat a box.

An: Sory for the long update. I hope this was good. I need another case idea. I'll prolong it next time.