Winchesters Willow (A Supernatural Fan Fiction)

Clowns, Clowns, and, uh, More Clowns

"So where are you?" I asked Quietus as I laid still in the bathtub. The fan was on and I had some music playing quietly, hoping my brothers couldn't hear me.

She didn't seem to be listening. I sighed and washed my hair for the first time in days. Hell yeah I miss Johnny, but I guess I've still got Rogue, and now Quietus. She's been here for about a week.

Rogue appeared next to the bathtub, he had a little dog smile on his face. I groaned and got out of the tub, wrapping a towel around myself.

"Hurry up!" Dean pounded his fist against the door. "We have a case!"

I groaned and opened the door and grabbed my ohoke, which was playing For Whom the Bell Tolls by Metallica. "Chill, buddy." I said.

He scoffed "Can't you put some clothes on?"

I flipped him off saying "You try losing your son and having your brothers bitch about your nakedness."

Sam rolled his eyes. "Wanna come with? We got a job."

"What on?"

"About three kids this month have died, all of them happened to eat McDonald's within forty-eight hours of their death."

"I knew something was up with their food!"

Dean cleared his throat. "Yea, we think it's the food, but someone had to have targeted them."

I grabbed my clothes and went back mint on the bathroom. Slipping on blue and yellow leggings, and black shirt labeled "Shit Happens", my tan Timberline boots, and a black beanie. "Ok, lets go check out this creep show."

I strolled into the McDonalds and ran up to the counter and slapped down a ten saying "Twenty McNuggets please!"

Dean stopped me saying "No, you don't need food right now." Then I remembered "Oh yeah." And began to look around. I didn't find anything. I'm not too observant anyway. I wandered in the back, snooping slightly. Suddenly a high pitched ringing filled my ears. I immidialty clenched my teeth, threw my hands over my ears, and began to crouch down. I can't explain it, but it was as if something was pushing me to the ground. My eyes were closed tight. I remember the resturaunt having a decent amount of people so I'm sure they're all watching. The noise... I couldn't stop it.

As soon as someone shook me and tried to help me up, I swung a fist and hit someone, suposidly in the jaw. I heard them groan, them four arms wrapped around me. Trying to get me to stop. "Willow!" Dean screamed at me, he only calls me by my first name if he's pissed or worried. I opened my eyes, I saw Sam with a bruise across his jaw, Dean, wide eyed and curious to know what happened. 

"You're a fighter," Quietus hissed. "I like that."

I screamed "Get out!" I pushed my way through a crowd and threw my head at the wall, I'm still awake. "Just fuck off!" I cried. I began to move my head towards the small dent I made, but Dean picked me up, holding my arms down, I kicked my feet like a little kid, screaming, "I have to kill her!"

Dean and Sam managed to get me outside, Dean sat in the back with me, still holding me down. I'm not in complete control of my body. Sam drove us back to the hotel, or so I thought. Instead we came across a medow, nice, big open space. I struggled free from Dean, opened the car door and ran out into the long, soft grass screaming, spinning, "Get out!" I spun until I got dizzy and layed on the ground. Everything continued to spin, I stared at  the ocean blue sky, tears formed in the corners of my eyes. "Please."

Sam walked over and sat next to me, saying "Someone's in your head, huh." He looked at my puffy eyes. "A demon."

I sat up and wiped my eyes and nodded "Yeah," I sniffled. I apolagized and told him that I was sorry I didn't tell him. Dean eventually came over and sat on the other side of me. "How long has this been going on?"

"The day I tried to..." I didn't finish my sentence. They knew. "Her name is Quietus. She's... she's sending her voice through my head..."

Dean sighed "There's nothing we can do." Sam looked at me and said "What happened in the resturaunt?"

I shook my head. "A loud ringing." I looked at both my brothers then stood up. "So what's the case?"

Sam knew I wasn't ready to talk about any of this. He said "Well we got a chance to talk to one person. They uh-"

"They said they've seen clowns wandering around." Dean finished for him. Shivers went down my spine and I fake gagged. "Oh gross."

That night we parked close to the McDonalds, waiting to see if we'd find "clowns."

I was half asleep when Sam whisper-yelled "There's one!" I looked up and saw a creepy ass clown walking slowly around the McDonalds. I groaned "Dammit!"

Dean asked "Are you scared of clowns too?"

I shrugged and Quietis used my mouth to say "Let's find out." I randomaly appeared next to the clown. He glowled and smiled in the creepiest way. "Hello there."

My eyes widdened and I began to ran back towards the car yelling "I'm scared! I'm scared!" With the clown right behind me, I ran as fast as I could. I got to the car and jumped in the backseat and yelled at Sam to drive. With his fear of clowns, I didn't even have to ask. He stopped after a few minutes and they got out to kill the thing leaving me behing. They had to run into the McDonalds and do the whole salt and burn thing and they came back. 

"I can never do that again," said a traumatized Sam. "I'm ready to go back and sleep forever."