#bookishbellethings

Sam and been searching town for the hide out the demon was hiding him.  The storm is perfect cover, but despite that, people were still out and about shopping and stopping in cafés to escape the cold. Being used to the rain, and not minding the cold, Sam hadn’t been using is umbrella. He didn’t notice Belle was heading his direction in tears until she was in his arms and heaving heavily.

"Belle?" He half mumbled in surprise. It didn’t take long for him to snap the umbrella open and wrap an arm around the smaller adult. Gently rubbing her back for a moment, he then wiped tears from her cheeks. She was soaking wet and didn’t seem to care. "What happened? Are you okay?" As he spoke, Sam was taking his jacket off and draping it over the woman’s shoulders. Sure it was wet on the outside, but it was warm and dry on the inside. "You’re going to catch a cold like this." He commented genuinely concerned.

A carnival was in town and Sam agreed to take Belle. It was one of the largest carnivals of the year, and since these sorts of events didn’t happen too often where she was from, Belle HAD to go. whether is was on her own, or if she had to drag the younger Winchester with her.

The pair walked through the stalls and rows of (obviously rigged) games. A smile was plastered on Sam’s face, and a few chuckles escaped as he watched Belle ‘ooo’ and ‘ahh’ like a small child in a candy store. She tried every one, and was even able to win a few prizes of stuffed animals or candies. A stand operator was even nice enough to give her a medium sized bear just because of her enthusiasm.

Sam’s expression quickly faded however, when Belle had asked to go through the clown themed fun house. You know the ones with the giant painted clown face on the front that looked creepy as hell, yeah that. He hadn’t quite mentioned his distaste in the retched things. But he was willing to ‘try’ so long as it made Belle happy. With a deep breath and clenched jaw, they entered the fun house. It was so far so good. Belle taking her time wasn’t the best, but it wasn’t bad either. Very slowly Sam adjusted at the sight and thought that maybe, just MAYBE, this wasn’t so bad.

Getting near the end, the final stretch was a semi-long hall way. Its walls were covered in paintings of all styles and colors of clowns. Feeling confident and proud of his accomplishment, Sam was feeling good. Great even. Until the last few steps, when the fun house proctor (who was obviously dressed as a clown) jumped from the side in front of the two. He threw confetti and two stuffed clown dolls.

If there was one thing that bothered Sam the most, it would have to be when the monster he was hunting had to make him chase it. Sure it's instinct to run when a threat is near by and to protect yourself, but more times a not a hunt can go sour if a chase is involved.

The demon had been leading Sam through out the small cities alleyways, knocking over trash cans, jumping fences, and moving stray object in the way. Appearing to always be on step ahead, the young Winchester managed to avoid the obstacles. As the low level demon rounded a corner and fled down an ally way leading back onto the city streets, Sam booked it in the final stretch.

However, he wasn't expecting the demon to throw an innocent girl coming from the book store into his path. the book store shared a wall with the ally way, so it was the perfect surprised that the Winchester would be having a hard time to dodge.

In the next instant, Sam's eyes went wide as he collided with the woman. The small stack of books and papers she held went flying as the pair ended up butt first on the pavement. He tried slowing down, but it wasn't enough to stop him from knocking her over. Rubbing his head a little, Sam stood and began gathering the lost materials.