If there really was such a God, then why take him away from her? Why take her only one true love to a place where she'd never see him again? Life sometimes was really messed up, and Chloe could never unravel the secrets to find out why. Some secrets were best left untouched, yet others were practically begging to be told. Which was why the job Chloe had taken on was perfect for her.
Now she couldn't care less about who kissed who, what happened there, she did this, he did that. Chloe was heartbroken, and she made no effort to hide the pain from her once bright green eyes. All that remained of the investigative reporter's shattered world was her friends. Clark, Lana and Lois had tried so desperately to cheer the grieved blonde up. But alas they had no luck. All they could really do was keep on supporting and being there for her.
Chloe couldn't remember a time when she had loved a man so truly like she had him. He was everything she wanted, everything she needed... everything she couldn't be. He filled the missing piece in her that always seemed to be incomplete these last few years.
When he closed his eyes one final time, tears were and still aren't enough to explain the love and grief that Chloe Sullivan holds deep within herself. Saying the three words as he lay in the coffin pierced right through Chloe. Every day she visits his grave, telling him how much she misses him and that everything has gone so wrong since he left her behind in this screwed up world.
As she leaves his grave, the words fall once more from her dry and cracked lips: Goodbye Dean Winchester