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AN: Okay, so this is a SV and SPN crossover. This is my very first attempt to write for Supernatural, so I'm not really confident that I got their voices down. This fic revolves around the episode "No Exit" from Season 2 of SPN, The timeline for SV is after the episode "Reunion". Basically, Chloe and Clark are on the same case that Sam and Dean are involved in. This is what my imagination goaded me into writing. Hopefully it works. I'm not really sure where this fic is taking me, all I know is that there will be a lot of UST between Chloe and the guys.
No Exit
Chapter 1: Nice to meet you anyway
"Stop pouting." Chloe scolded Clark as they walked around the apartment.
"I'm not pouting." Clark protested uselessly. "I just don't get why we had to come here in order to spend some quality time together." He folded his arms across his chest as he watched her poke around the apartment.
Chloe rolled her eyes. "It's for my article. You said you're okay with helping me out." She looked at him pointedly.
"If I knew it would include a trip to Philadelphia then I wouldn't have been so accommodating." Clark grumbled under his breath.
She walked up to him and punched him playfully, more for her sake than his. "If you hadn't come along it would have taken me longer to get here. Nothing beats the Clark express." She grinned up at him.
Clark smiled slightly in return. "Damn right." He puffed his chest out, ever since Chloe discovered his secret she seemed less impressed by his powers, so every compliment that she sent his way was filed away. "So tell me what we're looking for again?"
"I'm not sure exactly. But according to the police report the girl just disappeared, there's no sign of struggle." Chloe went back to her previous preoccupation since Clark was apparently back on board.
Clark shook his head slightly. "Only you, Chloe, would get us into case after researching America's first serial killer." There was a hint of amusement in his voice.
"Have you met me? You and I are homing devices for the weird. It's only natural that we expand our horizon beyond Smallville. You're the one worrying whether the disappearances have something to do with the Zoners." She counted dryly.
"And we dismissed that already. The Zoners m. o. tends to lean towards the gruesome. And I still don't get how this is connected to that Holmes guy." Clark used his x-ray vision to scan for anything suspicious.
"I wasn't sure initially. I mean random disappearances but then my search showed that women have been vanishing for over eighty years. That couldn't possibly be just coincidence and the fact that the apartment that they lived in was prison adjacent. It's worth checking out." Chloe said as looked at a light switch with such interest.
"This is nice." Clark remarked absently.
Chloe saw a dark substance hanging off the switch. She took out a tissue, took a sample of the goo and placed it inside a small plastic bag. She focused her attention back on Clark. "This is your definition of nice?" She looked at him with her brows furrowed.
"I meant hanging out with you again. Lately…" Clark tried hard not to meet her gaze.
Chloe sighed. She was aware that Clark had been feeling neglected. Ever since Jimmy entered the picture there was a strain in her relationship with Clark. "I know what you mean. Maybe when we get back, we should definitely hang out." She declared resolutely.
"Without," Clark cleared his throat. "Jimmy." He finished cautiously.
"We'll hang out, just us two." Chloe beamed at him. "So, did you find anything? The apartment manager will be back soon."
"Chlo', someone's coming." His superhearing picked up two pairs of footfalls. "I don't think it's the manager." Clark moved towards her and supersped them to the bedroom.
"I feel kind of bad, snaking Jo's case." Sam said as they walked into the apartment of the girl who mysteriously disappeared. He directed the EMF meter around the room.
"Yeah, maybe she put together a good file. But could you see her out here, working one of these things? I don't think so." Dean looked around surreptitiously. "Getting anything?" He looked at his brother expectantly.
"No, not yet." Sam replied distractedly. He turned slightly and saw something coming out of the light switch. "What's that?" He wiped of some of the black stuff with his finger.
"What?" Dean walked over to where Sam was standing and inspected the thick liquid material as well.
"Holy crap!" Sam's eyes widened as he held up his hand to Dean.
"That's ectoplasm." Dean said grimly. "Well Sam, I think we know what we're dealing with." He muttered with such gravity. "It's the Stay-Puft Marshmallow Man." He smirked at Sam.
Sam rolled his eyes at his brother's antics. "Dean, I've only seen this stuff, like twice. I mean to make this stuff; you have to be one majorly pissed of spirit."
Dean nodded. "All right, let's find this badass before he snags anymore girls."
Sam walked towards the door when he heard a noise coming from the bedroom. He put a hand up to stop Dean and gestured towards the bedroom door. Dean raised a brow at his brother and took the lead; he started for the door when he heard footfalls coming from the hall.
"All the apartments are furnished, too" They heard a man say loudly, probably the superintendent.
"It's so spacious. You know, my friend told me that I absolutely had to come and check it out and I have to admit she was right. You did a really good job with this place." Someone, a woman, was obviously with the super.
Dean scowled when he recognized the voice. He was already trying to come up with ways to tell Ellen that Jo disobeyed her. Sam and Dean exchanged disapproving looks, which they automatically turned off the moment that the guy and Jo appeared.
"There you are honey!" Jo walked over to where they were and wrapped her arm around Dean's waist. "This is my boyfriend, Dean, and his buddy, Sam." She introduced them to Ed, the superintendent.
Ed shook their hands. "Good to meet you. Quite a gal you've got there." The man commented admiringly.
"Oh yeah, she's a pistol." Dean chuckled dryly.
Sam simply looked on, slightly amused and just a little annoyed with what was happening.
"So what do you think?" Jo smiled at Dean expectantly.
Dean shot Sam a questioning look and his brother just shook his head in return.
"About the apartment." Jo shook her head in mock exasperation. "Do you like it?"
"Y-yeah, yes. Loved it. Great flow." Dean stammered awkwardly.
Ed, who did not seem to notice Dean's discomfort, nodded agreeably. "It's a great place. I got another couple interested in the place." He looked around the apartment for the said couple. "Maybe they left." He commented helplessly.
And as if on cue, a tall brunette man came out of the bedroom. He had his arms wrapped around a curvy blonde woman. The blonde had her forehead against the man's chest that neither Sam nor Dean could see her face. She was giggling helplessly, while the man she was with was smiling broadly, a little too broadly for Dean's taste. The two were obviously too absorbed in each other to notice the four of them.
Dean cleared his throat loudly and the couple looked up. The young man, who was just a few years younger than him and Sam, had a guilty expression on his face, while the blonde woman, who looked to be the same age as the young man with her, simply smiled brightly at them. Dean felt a spark of interest when he saw her clearly. She had the brightest hazel eyes he had ever seen and there was mischief written all over her. Dean felt Jo stiffen beside him and when he turned to look at Sam, he too was busy eyeing the blonde one.
"I take it you've seen the bedroom." The manager smiled at the two, clearly switching on the salesman inside him.
The blonde giggled and eyed her boyfriend suggestively. "I loved it! You loved it too, didn't you hon?" She pressed up against her guy and laughed softly when the younger man blushed.
"It was great. But I don't know." Her boyfriend blurted out uncertainly.
"These good people here are interested in the apartment as well." Ed gestured towards them.
Sam nodded and so did Dean. Jo simply tightened her grip on Dean, particularly when the blonde's eyes landed on the two of them.
"Of course." The blonde said airily. Her brows furrowed slightly, as though she was thinking something over. "This is an amazing place. I don't get why it's available actually." She beamed at Ed cheerfully.
Ed shuffled his feet shyly and Dean had a feeling that the young woman was pressing the right buttons with Ed. "The last tenant just left. Cut and run actually." He returned the blonde's smile.
The blonde giggled. "Well their loss is our gain, isn't it hunny bunny?" She made a cutesy face at her guy.
The younger man looked at her disapprovingly. "Can you excuse us for a second?" He looked at Ed and then at the three of them.
Ed nodded accommodatingly and focused his attention on the three of them. "What a lovely couple!" He declared merrily. "And that girl, she's just amazing, isn't she?"
Dean nodded slightly and Sam smiled uncomfortably. Jo disentangled her arm from Dean's waist and focused on Ed. "Well this place is amazing! And we're definitely interested. Aren't we guys?" She gave them a meaningful look.
"Oh yeah, definitely!" Sam piped in.
Dean nodded noncommittally; he was too busy watching the other two people in the room.
"What are you doing?" Clark hissed quietly.
"I'm making sure that no one else will disappear." Chloe whispered back. Her attention was not really on him, she was looking at the other occupants of the room discreetly.
"You're not even sure that the last tenant actually disappeared. Maybe she just left." Clark said uselessly.
Chloe finally focused on Clark and eyed him skeptically.
"Okay, maybe she did disappear. But do we really need to rent this place?" He raked a hand through his hair in agitation.
"Yes!" She said heatedly. "That way we have the legal right to snoop around." She declared resolutely.
"As opposed to the other instances when we snooped around." He smiled wryly.
"Exactly! Besides, if we're here the chances of catching the bastard behind the disappearances will be higher. And since you are super," She said meaningfully. "If anyone is abducted from the building, you would know right?" She smiled her megawatt smile at him.
Clark knew he was a goner. Chloe's smile and her logic were hard to fight. "How are we supposed to pay for this place?' He gestured around them.
Chloe bit her lip. "I have some money saved up. But that's not going to be enough. Did you see the blonde girl? She's determined to get this place." She stared at the said blonde subtly.
"And you aren't?" Clark commented ironically. He placed a hand on her hip, to keep up appearances of course. He was supposed to be Chloe's boyfriend and since this was for a case he saw no reason why he shouldn't just go with the flow. It had nothing to do with the way that the other two men's eyes raked over Chloe's body. None at all.
Chloe smiled slightly. "I am doing her a favor. For all we know, whatever is behind the disappearance has a thing for blondes." She took Clark's free hand in hers and winked at him.
Clark rolled his eyes at her and tucked her blonde her behind her ear. "This coming from another blonde." He said pointedly.
"Yeah, but she doesn't have you around, does she?" She hugged him loosely. She could feel the stares of the other occupants on them.
Clark grinned as he hugged her in return. "So what are we going to do? I have some money saved up too. Maybe I can give Ollie a call?" He suggested quietly.
Chloe looked thoughtful for a full second. "Maybe. After all, this is right up his alley." She gave him a significant look.
He shifted uncomfortably. He was not sure how much Chloe knew. It was likely that she knew who exactly Oliver Queen was.
"Relax Clark! I'll never tell anyone about Oliver's heroic proclivities. But if he can help…" She trailed off.
"I'll give him a call. Go get us the apartment." He gave her a gentle push. "Sweetie pie." He said indiscreetly, making sure that the two men heard him loud and clear.
Chloe smiled at him with mock sweetness before walking towards the group.
Dean refocused his attention on the exchange between Jo and Ed. The blonde chick was walking back to where they were, after what seemed like a short discussion between her and her man. Clearly the woman emerged the as the victor. Dean rolled his eyes slightly at the thought. His eyes caught Sam's and he too was smirking in amusement.
"Well, we love it." Jo declared sweetly. "We'll take it." She took out a wad of cash from her back pocket and held it out to Ed.
Ed looked at Jo and then at the approaching blonde. "But-"
"We'll take it, Ed!" The blonde smiled at Ed beguilingly. "My boyfriend took a little convincing." She said sheepishly. "But he loves the place, I love the place. I don't think we can find another apartment that we'd like better than this." She uttered with such passion.
Ed scratched his head in confusion.
"We're prepared to pay a month's advance and a month's deposit." Blondie interjected cheerfully.
"We can offer the same thing." Jo countered resolutely.
The blonde chick simply smiled in Jo's direction. "I'll give you five grand for the place Ed." She bit her lower lip, as she looked at Ed hopefully.
"Fifty five hundred." Jo said without hesitation.
Sam coughed loudly and he simply glared at Jo. They could not afford to pay fifty five hundred for some lame-ass apartment.
Jo ignored them and simply went on with the bidding war with blondie.
"So can you help us?" Clark asked Ollie hopefully.
"I can. I just don't understand why you would need to rent a place. In Philadelphia, no less." Oliver Queen replied over the phone.
"Remember the trouble I caused, it could be connected with that." Clark lied through his teeth.
"Listen to me Clark. Don't lie. You're not very good at it. Maybe if Chloe talked to me it would have been more believable." Oliver said good-naturedly.
"Chloe's busy right now." Clark retorted dryly. "Look, all I know is that women have been disappearing around here for years. And I thought that maybe we could help out or something. Weren't you the one who told me that there are people who need my help? I'm just doing as you said." He muttered impatiently.
"Relax Kent. Of course I'll help. Maybe I should drop by, lend you a hand." Oliver suggested eagerly.
"We got a handle on things." Clark rolled his eyes. The last thing they needed was a Green Arrow sighting in Philly. He sighed as he waited for Ollie's answer. He could hear Chloe's exasperation as she continued her bidding war with the blonde girl, who was accompanied by the two guys. "Chloe's about to rip some girl's head off, can you help us or not?"
"Hmm, a cat fight? Maybe I will drop by." Oliver uttered with such interest.
"Oliver." Clark said warningly.
"Let me talk to the manager. I might be able to do more than lend you money. I just might get you an all access pass to that building." Oliver spoke in such a businesslike tone.
"Okay." Clark looked at the phone uncertainly and walked back to the group. "Um, Mr. Singer, my friend would like to talk to you."
Ed looked at him like he was some savior. The manager took the phone from him eagerly and walked away from the group.
"Clark, what's going on?" Chloe looked at him, annoyed that he interrupted the negotiations.
"Oliver said he's going to handle it Chlo'." He put his hands up in mock surrender.
Chloe's eyes narrowed. "That Oliver Queen, when I get my hands on him." She muttered lowly.
Clark placed his arm around Chloe's shoulders and smiled at her. "He's just trying to help." He said soothingly.
Chloe shrugged him off. "Why do you want this place so badly, anyway?" She shot the other blonde girl her reporter gaze.
"I could ask you the same thing." The girl replied coolly.
Clark rubbed Chloe's shoulder comfortingly. He did not want her losing her temper; otherwise she would gripe about what happened through the course of the entire investigation.
Chloe flashed him a quick smile. She leaned against Clark as she closed her eyes and took a deep calming breath. "The truth is…my boyfriend and I…we took off for some alone time. We were hoping to kinda get lost here. This is the last place that our friends and family would think to look for us." She gave the girl and the two guys a shy smile.
'Chlo' was not being truthful. Dean thought to himself. And 'Clark' was obviously trying not to laugh as his girlfriend lied to them.
There was something about the girl that made Dean a little uncomfortable. The way she was giggling earlier, Dean would have pegged her for a dumb blonde. But the moment his eyes met hers, he could see the intelligence in her green orbs. And it was further reinforced when she started negotiating with the manager. It was clear that she was using her charms to win the apartment.
He knew that Jo was a capable young woman. Unfortunately, she was definitely at the losing end of the bidding war. 'Chlo' looked like she was used to getting people to do whatever she wanted. He tried to think of jobs that would require that particular ability. He thought initially that she was a hunter; there was something predatory about her, especially when she asked them why they wanted the apartment so badly. But then he took in her appearance and she looked too put together to be doing what he and Sam did for a living.
Dean gave Sam a knowing look and he shrugged in return. Obviously, his brother did not believe any word that came from Chlo's mouth either.
"Chloe." Her boyfriend said warningly.
Dean raised his brow at the added syllable to the girl's name.
"Relax Clark." Chloe jabbed her boyfriend with her elbow. "This is my boyfriend Clark." She finally introduced her guy.
Dean checked the urge to roll his eyes at the name. Sam's smiled slightly and Jo held out her hand, which the two promptly shook.
"This is my boyfriend Dean and his buddy Sam. My name's Jo." Jo introduced them in return.
Chloe looked slightly doubtful at her pronouncement. "Nice to meet you guys." She seemed to have tucked in her skepticism and shook their hands warmly. "Chloe. So now that we're done with the introductions, would you guys mind so much just letting us have this place?" She smiled at them innocently.
Dean shook his head. "We like the place too." He smirked at Chloe.
Chloe looked like she was torn between amusement and disbelief at his expression. "Well, see, you like the place. Like. We," She gestured between her and Clark. "We love the place. That trumps like." She grinned at him triumphantly.
Dean gave her a self-deprecating smile. "I think we," He placed his arm around Jo's shoulders. "could learn to love the place." He gave her a pointed look.
Chloe frowned slightly and then she gave him a winning smile. "First of all, you two," She looked at Jo and then at him. "not even dating. So that basically negates that boyfriend-girlfriend claim. Second, he," She pointed to Sam. "Isn't just your buddy, you two are related." She looked at him and then at Sam through narrowed eyes. "Brothers, you two are brothers." She declared resolutely.
Sam inhaled sharply, basically confirming everything that Chloe said. "How did you know that?" There was a touch of awe in Sam's voice.
Chloe gave him a genuine smile. "You two have been exchanging covert looks the entire time we've been here. It's like you guys were communicating and you didn't need words for that. That type of bond, it's usually filial ties that make such a phenomenon happen. Plus, you guys look awfully alike to be just buddies. Unless of course you guys are a couple, because they have this belief that some couples eventually start looking alike if they've been together for a while, which would also explain that entire silent communication thing." Her eyes sparkled mischievously.
"Why do people keep thinking that?" Sam frowned at her statement.
"I'm better looking than Sammy." Dean grumbled under his breath.
"Why do you think that Dean and I are not a couple?" Jo asked, hostility permeating her tone.
Chloe gave her a measured look. "It's the way he was holding you." She grabbed Clark's arm and placed it around her shoulders. "Guys, when they place their arm around their girl, well Dean was a little stiff when he…and guys, they usually relax around their girlfriends. Like hunny bunny here." She winked at Clark and gestured to his arm as an example of the right way for a guy to hold a girl.
Dean scoffed when Clark grinned foolishly. Sam was trying hard not to laugh; clearly Dean had no idea how to be a boyfriend. Chloe did have a point; Dean's arm was all stiff when he was holding Jo.
Before they could go further into the conversation, Ed walked up to them, grinning from ear to ear. He shot Sam, Dean and Jo an apologetic look. "I'm afraid I won't be able to rent the place out to you kids. Mr. Queen, Mr. Oliver Queen just bought the entire building." He smiled broadly.
"Is he still on the line?" Chloe asked sweetly.
"Yeah, he wanted to talk Mr. Kent." Ed held out the phone to Clark but Chloe snatched it from him. "Congratulations on the engagement by the way." Ed said hesitantly.
"Engagement?" Chloe looked at him skeptically. She held up her left hand for their inspection. "Note the absence of a rock. Something you're not telling me Clark?" She grinned at him teasingly before sashaying away from them.
Clark rubbed the back of his neck uncomfortably. "I'm going to kill him." He muttered under his breath.
"Oliver Queen. The Oliver Queen?" Jo looked at Clark eagerly.
"You're friends with Oliver Queen? Of Queen Industries?" Sam looked doubtful.
"Who's Oliver Queen?" Dean blurted out unthinkingly.
All four of his companions looked at him strangely.
"What?" He scowled at everyone in return.
"Oliver Queen happens to be America's third most eligible bachelor in the business world. Lex Luthor beat him by the punch and of course Bruce Wayne, the most notorious playboy of the three, he's number one. Oliver Queen." Jo looked like she was about to swoon.
Sam and Dean looked at each other and then rolled their eyes.
"Listen Ollie," Chloe's voice was dripping with venom. "You may be quite familiar with the Lane temper but that has nothing on the Sullivan-Lane combo!"
"I gotta handle this." Clark darted away from them and towards Chloe. He took the phone from her. "I'll talk to him."
"Tell him he better watch out. I know people." Chloe said threateningly and she practically stomped towards them. "So what were we talking about?" She looked at all of them as if she did not just threaten a multibillionaire.
"Oliver Queen." Jo offered pleasantly.
Chloe frowned. "Well, he is hot." She murmured admittedly.
"He is, isn't he?" Jo practically giggled in delight. "So what's he like? In person, I mean."
"He has this presence, he makes you notice him. And he is a hell of a kisser." Chloe said distantly.
"You've kissed him?" Jo asked, completely aghast.
"No! My cousin, she's dating him." Chloe looked horrified at the idea of kissing Oliver.
Dean and Sam were just listening to the conversation uncomfortably. Both released a sigh of relief when Clark came back.
"So I guess it's a done deal. Sorry guys." He looked at the three apologetically.
Ed held out the keys to Chloe and he also smiled at the three regretfully. "I'd be happy to refer you to another place." He offered helpfully.
Dean shook his head but before he could say more, Chloe spoke for him.
"Mr. Singer, don't you have another available unit?" Chloe smiled at the older man.
"Uh, yeah, actually I do. But it's not quite done yet. There are no furnishings yet." Ed said reluctantly.
Chloe and Clark looked at each other for a full second and then Clark nodded. Dean had a feeling that Chloe and Clark were also doing that silent communication thing.
"You guys can stay here if you want. Clark and I can take the unfurnished one." Chloe offered generously.
"Are you sure?" Jo asked uncertainly as she smiled at the younger girl.
"Yeah, we are, aren't we Clark?" Chloe nudged Clark so he would answer.
"Yes, Sweetie pie." Clark gave Chloe a meaningful look.
Chloe's brows furrowed and then she gave Clark a small smile. "So it's agreed. We're all staying here."
TBC