Title: Remember Me
Category: Smallville/Supernatural
Rating:-
Genre: Romance/Drama
Pairing: Chloe/Dean
Summary: To Dean Winchester, Chloe Sullivan died one and a half years ago. But seeing her again pulls him and his brother, Sam, into a whirlwind of things they do not know of.
Disclaimer: I stake no claim on any of the characters or the theme in this fiction. I'm just borrowing them. ^_^

A/N: This is my first SV/SPN fiction. I hope those of you who read this will like it.

The pounding of his heart beat was deafening. The harsh breathing and the panic that rose into his chest tightened with each second that passed. Hands shaking with each step he took towards the still body of a girl with blonde hair lying on the motel bed. 'No' he kept telling himself, 'it's not true'. Just as he reached her all thought and reason went out the window. Pulling her limp body towards him, shaking her as he yelled at her to wake up; as if it would will her to open her eyes.

"Damn it Chloe!" He growled hugging her to him, his cheek against hers. "Wake up! Fucking wake up!"

"Dean" a choked voice was heard from a distance but he chose to ignore it.

"Stop playing around!" Nothing mattered at that moment but the girl in his arms. "It's not funny Chlo. Just fucking get up so we could get out of here"

"Dean" The voice was louder this time, jerking from his trance of self-denial. "You know what to do"

"No!" Clenching his jaws as he glared at his brother over his shoulder. "This is not fucking happening! She's going to get up and we'll put this fucking mess behind us!"

"She's not coming back Dean" Slowly as the words came out of his brother's mouth, his hands were being pried loose from her body. "Not this time"

"No" He shook his head once again and tightened his grip on her. "We still got time"

"It's almost 3 days Dean! She's not coming back!" The frustrated look his brother gave him grated his nerves. "I'm calling Clark!"

Instantly Dean placed Chloe back down onto the bed and crossed the room towards his brother, before he reached the phone. "The hell you will!"

"Dean, seriously" The tension was building and the frustration was mounting as both the brothers faced each other. They both knew what was coming and they needed to face it dead on, no matter what. Reality hurts, but that is just how their life works. Everyday their lives were in danger, theirs and their loved ones. "She said to wait for 3 days and only 3 days!"

"You shut that fucking phone off or so help me Sam!" The threat was apparent in his words and in his voice, but there was a glimpse of desperation in them as well. Dean was breaking down as his world was crumbling down on him.

Sam sighed as he looked onto his brother's broken expression. There was only so much they could only take given their line of work but it seems that Chloe was the breaking limit to Dean's. "She's gone"

With that Dean closed off any emotion that had displayed onto his face, jaws clenched as he turned around and walked out of the room. From the other side of the door he could hear his brother talking on the phone, relaying the events that had happened which lead up to the death of the girl lying on the bed. The girl that aggravated his nerves with every snarky comments she gave out but could easily sooth his temper with a simple smile. He had to leave. Watching her be taken away would hurt as much as he watched her pale still for hours to no end. He had to get away.