Remind Me of You
Rating: PG-13 for now
Pairing: Chloe/Dean
Summary: Dean stopped into Smallville while he was on his way to get Sammy. While there, he has a one night stand with Chloe, with disastrous results.
Start: May 02, 6:23 PM
End: May 04, 5:06 PM
Note: I know, I know. I keep posting new ongoing stories. But I swear this is my last one and I'll start updating everything else. Anyway, most of this is Tabby's (TabbyHazelEyes18. Too tired of writing HazelEyes18) idea, I just did the writing for it. After I wrote out the first chapter, I fell in love with this idea. I HAVE to post it. Enjoooy...hee..

2005
"This sucks." Chloe coughed as she wiped at her mouth, looking up at Lois who was holding her hair.

"This is being pregnant." Lois smiled sadly, pulling strands of hair out of her eyes. "You say that Dean Winchester guy just left?"

"He said he had to find someone--oh god." Chloe's eyes widened and she pushed her face back towards the toilet. Once she was done, she coughed and wiped her mouth again.

Lois sighed and helped her up. "Lets get you in bed."

"No..I have to get to the Planet, I'm not even five months pregnant." Chloe frowned, as Lois forced her to sit down in her bed.

"Chloe, no." Lois responded, sternly. "Screw the Planet, they know you're pregnant."

"But the dorm is a mess and Lana will be back any minute--"

"I'll deal with that, Chloe." Lois reassured as she gently pushed Chloe into a laying position. Chloe sighed and nodded.

"Thanks, Lois."

"Don't even worry about it." Lois waved her off with a smile. "Just get some rest and I'll get Smallville to come help me with clean up and all that."

"Yeah, okay." Chloe laughed and rubbed her eyes.

Being pregnant sucked

2008
"You're sure this is where all the deaths happened? This looks like a normal park, Sam."

"Doesn't everything look normal?"

Dean thought for a moment and then nodded. Sam rolled his eyes and pulled out a few papers. "So...the deaths happened at night, right?"

"Yeah." Sam responded.

"Then why are we here in pure daylight?" Dean took the papers from his hands to examine them himself.

Dean looked down at the feel of a little hand tugging on his jeans. He turned to meet a little boys face, and he swore he recognized it.

"Are you my daddy?" He asked in a squeaky voice. Dean tilted his head and kneeled down in front of him.

"No, sorry there pal." Dean smiled, looking over his shoulder for someone looking for their kid. "Hey, where's your mommy?"

"I dunno." He shrugged, gripping tightly onto the notepad in his hands. Dean grinned a little. "Hey, do you like werewolves?"

"Sure do." Dean chuckled, suddenly interested in what this kid had to say.

"Do you like this drawing I did, then?" He asked as he flipped the notepad to him. Dean's eyes widened as the drawing looked like a replica of a werewolf they had just killed a few weeks ago.

"Wow." Dean responded, breathless. He took the notepad from his hands and scanned it. "Sure are a good drawer, aren't you kid?"

"My mommy thinks I'll be an artist one day!" He grinned, pointing at the notepad. "Like Michael Angelo! I say she's crazy, but she said anything possible."

"Sure is." Dean looked back up at him and handed the notepad back to him. "I think your mommy's right, kid."

"You're both crazy." He grinned a crooked-tooth grin.

"Nah, we just believe anythings possible, even you becoming an artist." Dean nodded, ruffling the boys hair. He batted away his hands pathetically but the grin on his face stayed.

"Yeah, whatever." He pulled the notepad back into his chest.

"Hey, what's your name, kid?" Dean asked, curiously.

"Jake Matthew Sullivan, sir." Jake smiled up at Dean. Dean thought about the name Sullivan but nothing registered.

"I'm Dean Winchester." Dean chuckled slightly at the way he called him sir. "Well we should find your mom--"

Dean was interrupted by a frantic blond who was running towards them. "Jake!" She yelled, finally getting to them. She sighed and kneeled down in front of him, turning him to face her. "Jacob Matthew Sullivan! I told you to stay in my sight, not to venture off into the fields!"

"Oh, I'm sorry miss. We were just going out to find you." Dean smiled as the woman put a relieved hand on Jake's cheek. She sighed and picked up Jake, turning to Dean. That's when everything went wrong.

"Dean?"

"Chloe?"