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AN: And here's another chapter! Thanks to everyone who reviewed. And I know you guys have a lot of questions, they'll be all answered eventually, through the course of the story. As for the ship in this fic, well I'm not even sure if there's even going to be a definite pairing. So far all I have is a whole lot of flirting. But at this point you guys should definitely know that Chloe is my favorite, so I think you will have to speculate from that piece of info.

No Exit

Chapter 3

Questions and Answers

"Back so soon?" Chloe asked Dean archly.

Clark came up next to Chloe and the two of them effectively blocked any means of entry. He looked at the three visitors questioningly.

"Missed me?" Dean volleyed back flirtatiously.

Chloe gave him an amused smile. "Not particularly." She shook her head in slight exasperation. "Maybe if you were gone longer…" She suggested lightly.

"And deprive you of my company? I don't think so." He replied easily.

"So what can we do for you folks?" Clark interrupted the two's banter. Dean's brother, Sam and the girl with them, he tried to recall the name, Jo, well the two were gawking at Chloe and Dean.

Over the course of the evening Clark came to the conclusion that Dean was naturally flirtatious. And though he hated to admit it, Chloe was flirting right back. He couldn't understand why she would though. The only possible explanation was that Chloe was attracted to Dean and he didn't think that was the case. Maybe she figured that by flirting with Dean she probably thought she was indirectly hurting Jimmy, Jimmy who picked a fight with her just because she was spending too much time with him. On one hand, the thought that he was causing friction between the two made him feel guilty. But then again what they were doing was far more important than Jimmy's jealousy.

"Just here for a friendly visit." Dean answered as he gestured towards Sam and Jo.

"Wow, twice in one day! Maybe you're the one who missed us." Chloe said teasingly.

"I don't know about Clark, but you…it's definitely possible." Dean winked at her deliberately.

"Aw, shucks." Chloe lowered her gaze and pretended to be embarrassed by Dean's reply. When she raised her gaze back up again she put on her game face on. "So what can we do for you?" She asked with seriousness this time.

"Maybe it would be better if we did this inside." Sam eyed the hall surreptitiously and he gave Dean a look that he had enough of his flirting.

Chloe and Clark looked at each other and communicated silently. Clark then stepped back so they could come in.

The three filed into the apartment silently. Jo was not happy with the way things were going. Not only did Dean snap at her for being there, she had to share her very first case with two other people.

Chloe and Clark stood side by side on one end of the room. Sam and Jo were directly across from them. Dean was stuck standing in the middle of the two sides.

"Yeah, this isn't awkward at all." Dean said jokingly, trying to ease the tension that settled over the group.

Sam and Jo glared at him. Clark remained stoic while Chloe smiled slightly.

"I'm assuming that you guys are here to confirm your internet findings." Chloe looked at the three expectantly.

Dean looked at her in astonishment. "Okay, that is just freaky!"

"Did you think that I just blurted out Clark's name just to hear the sound of it?" Chloe looked at him pointedly. "By now, you guys know that I'm a reporter. And I don't do things unless there's a point to it."

"So, Clark saying your name that was on purpose too?" Dean looked at her doubtfully.

Clark shuffled his weight uncomfortably. Chloe just grinned up at him and nudged his shoulder with hers. "Clark's not as calculating as I am. He's naturally friendly." She hooked her arm through his.

"So why say Clark's name and not yours? If Clark hadn't said your name then we wouldn't have found out anything about you." Sam interjected quietly.

"Actually, you still would have found out about me. I'm the writer of most of the articles about Clark." She informed Sam.

"So what are you two doing so far from home?" Jo cut in, slightly annoyed.

"You guys are from Smallville, Kansas. What are you doing way out here?" Sam added.

"That's like the pot calling the kettle black don't you think?" She looked at Sam tartly.

"And why do you say that?" Sam folded his arms across his chest and gave Chloe a measured look.

"Well, you two used to live in Kansas." She gestured to him and Dean. "But you must have gotten around; you guys don't seem to have a permanent address."

"Now how in hell do you know that?" Dean demanded forcefully.

"Do you really think I would let you find out all about us while we know nothing about you? That hardly seems fair." Clark assumed the same stance as Sam.

Chloe took a step back and brought both her hands up, as though she was framing the scene before her. "You know, you two could pass for mirror images. Speaking of images, I took a picture of you while you were…busy." It was the most polite way she could put Dean's food proclivities.

"Okay, that's just not right. That's a violation of my privacy." Dean grumbled crabbily.

"Would it make you feel any better if you knew that I took a shot of your good side?" Chloe looked at him ruefully. She actually liked Dean. But quid pro quo.

Dean looked thoughtful for a second. "A little bit, yeah."

Sam rolled his eyes. "So if you did a thorough research on us, why are you still talking to us?"

"I'm assuming that comment has something to do with the fact that Dean should be dead and you're not really on anyone's radar." She eyed Sam critically. "I didn't get any info about you." She looked at Jo apologetically. "I still don't have a last name." She added by way of explanation.

"I really don't know what to say to that." Jo admitted quietly.

"Chloe and I agreed that what we read didn't exactly match with what we know about Dean." Clark broke the lull in the conversation.

"And what exactly do you know about me?" Dean looked at the two with such interest.

"Well, you and your brother, I think you guys are involved with strange things, a lot of strange things. And that you guys are almost always armed, Jo included." Clark began.

"We also know that you guys have been traveling all over the country, searching for the bizarre. Oh, and that you guys are constantly running major credit card scams." Chloe finished for Clark.

"Okay, I have to know. How did you guys know all that? Most of that… it's classified information." Sam could feel a grudging respect for the two.

"Chloe hacked into every government agency to find out those stuff." Clark answered proudly.

Chloe rolled her eyes at Clark. "I don't usually like to broadcast that particular talent. Thank you, Clark. But I uploaded Dean's photo and my computer rendered the match." She answered simply.

"What kind of computer do you have?" Sam inquired with such interest. His computer did not seem up to par with hers, he couldn't help but feel slightly envious.

"The computer doesn't make the researcher." Chloe said sagely.

"Stop with the geek talk." Dean muttered in annoyance. "If you know all those things and you only spent half a day with me, what made you so sure that I'm an okay guy?"

"Because we're used to dealing with strange things as well." Chloe answered plainly. "I told you that I majored in weird back in high school, Clark and I attended the same classes. Did you guys read any of the articles that came up with our names?" She looked at the three expectantly.

Dean cleared his throat uncomfortably. Jo shook her head. Sam stared studiously at his shoes.

"And you said you and Sam were kindred spirits." Clark commented offhandedly.

Dean and Sam looked up at the same time when they heard Clark. "Why would you say that?" Dean frowned at Chloe.

Chloe sighed. "Are you guys telling me that you guys came here with meager facts about us? I can't say I'm not disappointed. So what exactly do you guys know about us?" She gave them her piercing reporter look.

Sam cleared his throat. "We know that Clark usually saves the day in your town. And that you wrote a number of interesting articles, most of them were about meteorites and their effects on people." He looked at the two hopefully. He deliberately left out the part that Chloe had been a victim for a number of the attacks by people infected by the meteor rocks.

Chloe's eyes lit up when Sam was finished. "That's more than I expected." She said encouragingly. "Clark and I are still residents of Smallville. Our town had the unfortunate luck to be called the meteor capital of the world. And the meteors that ended up there, well they changed people."

"Made them into what Chloe dubbed as meteor freaks. They develop certain abilities and they cause people harm. That's actually why we're here. There was an outbreak of the meteor infected individuals from our hometown; we're trying to locate them. When Chloe mentioned the strange disappearances here, well we thought it was worth checking out." Clark finished for Chloe. He was making stuff up as he went along; he hoped Chloe took note of everything he said so there wouldn't be any inconsistencies in their stories and the three won't be suspicious.

"Questions and/or comments are now welcome." Chloe stated cheerfully.

Sam and Dean exchanged amused looks. "So you investigate and then write about it afterwards?" Sam looked at Chloe apprehensively.

"Usually." She admitted. "But I do know that certain things have to be kept from the public. People are usually better off not knowing the things that we've dealt with." Her gaze flitted over to Clark and he gave her a small smile in return.

"Are you guys worried that she might write about what happened here?" Clark interjected quietly.

Before anyone could answer though, Chloe spoke up first. "I won't. I'm not going to write about this." She said solemnly.

"But can you really trust the word of a reporter?" Jo eyed everyone skeptically.

Chloe's brow rose at Jo's question. "First of all I am not just any reporter. I'm a Daily Planet reporter, the newspaper that is circulated all over the globe. And when I say I won't do something, I keep my word." She uttered in a matter of fact tone.

"We barely know you, so it's really hard to take your word." Jo countered in the same tone.

Chloe nodded in agreement. "Fine then, maybe an alliance with you guys is a bad idea."

"Chloe." Clark said warningly.

"Jo." Sam started in a placating tone.

"Cool, catfight." Dean muttered to himself and watched the two women avidly.

"I would be the first to admit that we don't really know what we're dealing with, hence your presence. Clark and I, well we're accustomed to doing things on our own, we've never really needed anyone else. So we're also taking a leap of faith here." Chloe said pointedly. "We already gave you guys the 411 about us while you guys have yet to return the favor. So really if anyone should be wary here it should be us."

"You're right." Sam mumbled softly.

Everyone looked at Sam in surprise, with the exception of Chloe. "She is?" Clark, Dean and Jo said in unison.

"They did give us the information about them. It only seems fair that we do the same." Sam continued in a rational tone.

"Sam's right." Dean exclaimed loudly earning the attention of everyone. "Sam and I, well we deal with weird things on a daily basis. Jo Harvelle, she traced the pattern of the disappearances. That's why we're here."

"What kind of weird things do you deal with?" Clark asked earnestly.

The three exchanged looks but not one answered the question.

"Just things…really weird things." Sam stammered out the answer.

"Weirder than meteor freaks?" Chloe retorted wryly.

"You guys have been really vague about those meteor freaks." Jo commented lightly.

Chloe rolled her eyes and Clark sighed loudly. The three were particularly evasive when it came to giving information. Chloe was actually reminded of her pre-secret keeper days, Clark finally found his match in those three. She smiled at the thought. "The meteor infected, they were just regular people until they were exposed to the meteors. We discovered that long exposure to the meteors gave them abilities. We've dealt with people who could control things with their mind, someone who could teleport, oh and didn't we meet this one guy who could erase people's memories?" She looked at Clark meaningfully.

"And then there's also one football coach who could start a fire with his mind. There was also this insect guy and another who stole girl's body heat. Honestly, I could go on and on about them." Chloe finished dryly.

"She really could, believe me." Clark grinned at them.

Chloe slapped Clark's chest at his statement. "Shut up, Clark. All I'm saying is that we're used to weird things and if you would just blurt out whatever it is that you guys deal with, then the sooner we can focus on the real reason we're here."

Sam looked at Jo and then at Dean. Dean nodded imperceptibly.

"We deal with the supernatural. The creatures from urban legends, folklores, we deal with those things." Sam looked at the two and expected them to eye them with such disbelief.

"You mean like werewolves and vampires?" Clark asked eagerly.

Chloe shivered involuntarily at the mention of the vampires. "I hate vampires." She muttered to herself.

Dean nodded at Clark's question. "That's just some of them. We've also dealt with poltergeists and some angry spirits."

Chloe rubbed her arm unconsciously. What they were talking about, well they were bringing back some bad memories. "So you guys hunt them down and stop them before they hurt anyone?' She pushed away her feelings of discomfort and focused on the conversation.

Sam nodded slightly. "Basically."

Clark's interest in the three rose a notch upon hearing about what they do. He felt a certain kinship upon knowing that what they do was not all that different from what he and Chloe did back in Smallville. His gaze landed on Chloe and he saw that she didn't look as enthusiastic as he felt. He fully expected her to pepper them with questions but she kept rubbing her arm. It took him a moment before he fully comprehended the situation.

Chloe felt Clark put his arm around her and when she looked up at him he smiled at her comfortingly.

"Sorry, I forgot." He whispered guiltily.

"What's wrong?" Dean's brows furrowed as he focused his attention on Chloe. She was talking a mile a minute one second and she just became quiet the next.

Clark looked at Chloe, as though asking for her permission and she nodded hesitantly. "It's just that…you mentioned vampires and ghosts. We've encountered those too."

"But I thought meteor freaks were your forte." Jo said softly. Chloe was looking a little less sure of herself and Jo discovered that she was a little less comfortable with the idea.

Chloe took a deep breath. The past was already in the past, there was no reason to dwell on it any further. "We do and those people were infected by the meteor rocks. Their powers just happen to manifest in an even stranger way." She replied firmly.

"So you've encountered vampires and ghosts?" Sam gave her a sympathetic look.

Chloe nodded dismissively. "You guys are hunters then." She looked at them expectantly.

"Why would you assume that?" Sam looked at her warily. He was not prepared to give the two full disclosure on what they do for a living, but it seemed like Chloe was even smarter than he thought.

Chloe rolled her eyes. "Because it's what you do. You track down things that go bump in the night and get rid of them if they pose any danger to anyone, hence the term hunters." She looked at Sam pointedly.

Dean nodded agreeably. "So now we know what you do, you know what we do. What do we do now?" He looked at the group expectantly.

"Maybe we could go over each other's research?" Chloe looked at everyone to see if they would agree.

Sam cleared his throat and gave Dean a meaningful look. He was not averse to the idea of switching into research mode, but Dean did promise them some grub.

Dean's brows furrowed at Sam's look. It took him a few seconds before he understood that his little brother was hungry. He grinned widely. "Um, yeah, we can do that…." He looked at Chloe and then his gaze wandered towards the kitchen.

Chloe was confused by Dean's expression. But the moment that his gaze landed on the kitchen she smiled. "Food again, Dean?" She gave him a teasing smile.

"Nah, no thanks. I'm good." Dean did not exactly know how to ask them for food; after all they already fed him. But Sam was giving him the death stare.

"How about you guys?" Chloe focused on Sam and Jo. "We have more than enough Chinese food. How about I show Dean our research and Clark can help you guys with the food?" She nudged Clark and gave him her megawatt smile.

Clark rolled his eyes, Chloe and her megawatt smiles; they were a sure way to get him to do whatever she asked of him. He gave her a one-armed hug before releasing her fully. "Bossy." He muttered, loud enough that Sam and Jo heard but quiet enough that Chloe had no idea why Sam and Jo were stifling their laughter.

The three headed towards the kitchen and Chloe beckoned to Dean to follow her.

"So where's this research of yours?" Dean asked brightly as he trailed behind her.

"In the bedroom." Chloe answered glibly.

Dean grinned at her reply. "You know, you don't have to pretend to show me your research if you just wanted to get me into the bedroom." He murmured suggestively and completed his statement with a wink in her direction.

Chloe laughed out loud at his comment. "Is your mind constantly in the gutter?"

"No, not constantly." Dean answered with a charming smile. He was not used to having women laugh in his face when he delivered such a blatantly sexual line. Chloe intrigued him far more than he would like to admit. She was obviously impervious to his charms, he was not sure if it had something to do with her boyfriend or with Clark.

"That's good to know." Chloe smiled at him as she opened the door and lead him into the room.

Dean was about to retort with a smart ass comment when what he saw effectively stopped him in his tracks. "Dude!"

Chloe fell back and eyed the wall critically. "There's still something missing." She remarked offhandedly.

"When did you have the time to do this?" Dean looked at her with a mixture of awe and confusion. He had been with her for most of the afternoon and the early evening. There was no possible way that she was able to put up everything she knew about the case on such a short notice.

"When you and Clark were busy munching on my muffins." She replied archly.

Dean examined the newspaper articles that were taped up on the wall. Some of them had no obvious connection to the case. She did have numerous articles on the disappearances of women for the last eighty years, which was something that Jo had in her research as well. "How exactly did you find out about this case?" Dean asked Chloe as he read an article on the very first disappearance.

"I was monitoring any mysterious activity all over the world. Ever since the meteor shower there had been a number of strange occurrences in every part of the United States. I noticed the disappearing women." Chloe answered distractedly. She was reading an article on America's very first serial killer.

Dean moved to where she was and stared at what she was reading. "What exactly does Herman Webster Mudgett have to do with this case?" The name sounded strangely familiar.

"I was looking for any connection to the disappearances and this just popped up. Don't you know who Mudgett is?" She looked at him expectantly.

Dean snapped his finger. "That's H.H. Holmes' real name." He grinned as he answered.

"Yup." Chloe smiled slightly.

"And you put the articles on him up because you're fascinated with him?" He looked at her critically.

"And you're not?" Chloe countered edgily.

"You're one weird chick." He responded mildly.

"Huh, I would think that you guys wouldn't dismiss him easily, especially in your line of work." She looked at him through lowered lashes.

"What's the connection? I wouldn't dismiss it if I knew why it's there in the first place?" Dean retorted testily.

Before Chloe could reply the other three entered the room.

"Man, this is really good!" Sam exclaimed as he took another bite from his plateful of food. "Dude, did you try the kung pao chicken?" He asked Dean excitedly.

Dean nodded absentmindedly. It took him a second before fully acknowledging Sam's statement. Usually it was him who would constantly rave about food.

"What is this?" Jo looked at him, then at Chloe as she gestured towards the wall.

"That is Chloe's Wall of Weird." Clark walked up next to Chloe and grinned at the rest of the group somewhat proudly.

Chloe rolled her eyes. "Really Clark, I stopped building up my wall ever since senior year." She gave him a meaningful smile. "But this is what we have on the case."

"H.H. Holmes? Seriously?" Sam's eye widened considerably.

"Who is that?" Clark and Jo asked at the same time. When they realized this they exchanged sheepish smiles.

"The term multi-murder, they coined it to describe Holmes. He was America's first serial killer before anybody knew what a serial killer was." Dean uttered with such severity.

"He confessed to twenty seven murders, but some put the death toll at over a hundred." Sam added. "Why do you have him on the wall?" He looked at Chloe with such interest.

Clark's superhearing kicked in before Chloe could answer the question. He could hear someone screaming. He looked at Chloe and apparently she knew that something was going on with him that she nodded. He jogged towards the door and made sure that he was out of sight before superspeeding towards the source of the screams.

"Where is he going?" Dean frowned slightly.

"Something's wrong. Clark has a keen sense of hearing, he must have heard something." Chloe answered as she headed for the door as well.

Dean, Sam and Jo followed after her.

"Do you know where he went?" Sam asked Chloe as he jogged right next to her.

Chloe shrugged, she was not about to tell them that she just had a feeling when it came to Clark. Maybe it had something to do with the fact that they've been friends for so long and that somehow they developed a sixth sense when it came to each other.

"What exactly did he hear? And how come we didn't hear it?" Dean posed the question to everyone.

"Keen sense of hearing." Chloe snapped at him. "I think he went downstairs."

"If this has something to do with the disappearances, we might need our gear." Sam stopped right by the door that led to the stairs. He was ready to turn around and grab their stuff from the apartment.

"If it does, Clark might need backup." Dean retorted hotly.

"You guys can go, I'll grab our stuff." Jo suggested just before turning back around, towards the opposite direction.

"Jo!" Dean raked his hand through his hair in agitation. The last thing they needed was to split up.

"You guys can stop her. I think I know where Clark is." Chloe told them as she entered through the door and ran down the stairs.

Sam and Dean exchanged looks. The decision was made for them when they heard a piercing scream from the lower level. They ran down the stairs and caught sight of Chloe disappearing around a corner.

Clark had knocked the door off its hinges. He was slightly horrified when he saw a pair of hands gripping the young blonde woman.

The lights were flickering around the room and there was a strange smell that permeated the entire place.

He supersped towards her and yanked her from her attacker. The grip of the mysterious assailant did not slacken. Clark tried to wrench the hands away but he couldn't feel anything solid, it was as though his hands were passing through some…there was no other word for it but ghost.

He held the woman by her waist and instead of trying to yank her away from the ghost her started walking backwards. Clark just realized that the attacker was trying to pull the woman towards the vent. His brows furrowed as he wondered how everything worked in Sam and Dean's world.

Clark felt small hands pulling him out of the apartment while he pulled the woman out with him. He looked back and saw Chloe. She was staring at the wall and from her expression he knew that she saw the very same thing that he was seeing. The hands retreated from the vent, passing through the solid barrier without the least bit of difficulty.

The three of them landed backwards on the hallway. The woman was crying hysterically and Chloe was pushing him off of her.

Sam and Dean barged into the woman's apartment, Dean had his gun drawn. Sam could tell that the threat was long gone. He looked around and saw ectoplasm hanging off the vent. "Dean." He held up his finger to his brother.

"Again? Dude, what the hell is going on here?" Dean replaced the gun on his back and walked back out.

Clark finally managed to stand up and helped the woman to her feet. He patted her back awkwardly, hoping to comfort her.

Dean offered Chloe a hand, which she accepted gratefully. "Ghost." She said as she rose to her feet.

"Yeah." Dean said quietly. "Now we have to find out which one."

Sam stepped out of the apartment and eyed the fallen door. He looked at Clark with his brows furrowed but it seemed like Clark was not paying any attention on him.

Clark was glad that the woman was finally calming down. She was holding onto him as though he was her only lifeline. He breathed in deeply and mentally thanked God for being able to rescue the woman in time. Before he could fully celebrate he heard another scream, this time he knew who was screaming: Jo.

Sam was surprised when Clark just shoved the woman towards him unceremoniously. He ran back where they came from. Sam looked at Dean and his brother simply shrugged in return.

"Crap!" Chloe looked at Clark's retreating back. "Sam can you take, um" She looked at the woman.

"Teresa, Teresa Ellis." The woman stammered haltingly.

Chloe gave her a small smile. "Can you take Teresa to the hospital? I have to go after Clark." With that said she followed in Clark's footsteps.

"I'm coming with you." Dean said firmly. He looked at Sam and his little brother just nodded in agreement.

Jo was in the process of walking out of the apartment when the lights started flickering. She reached for the shotgun filled with rock salt and held it firmly. She continued her retreat from the room when she felt something grab her arms. She let out a startled scream and she tried to wrench away from her attacker. The effect was just to pull her harder.

She twisted around and managed to successfully pull away from her assailant. She cocked the gun and fired. Her breath was labored and she couldn't help but groan when she realized that she missed.

The attack seemed to have stopped but the lights were still flickering. Jo was on her guard and she tried to find a way to get out. All of a sudden she felt someone yank her hair, hard. She cried out in pain, before she could go on the defensive a hand was wrapped around her neck and she couldn't breathe. The shotgun dropped from her hand and she tried to claw her attacker without much success.

She was drifting off into unconsciousness when she heard someone knock the door down. Jo opened her eyes with great effort when she felt someone grab her from whoever was holding her back. She wrapped her arms around the person who rescued her.

Before she knew it they were no longer in the apartment but out on the hallway. Jo took deep calming breaths and saw Clark looking at her worriedly.

"Are you alright?" Clark was looking at her through narrowed eyes. Jo felt like she was being x-rayed.

"Yeah, I think so." She said haltingly.

"You're okay." Clark uttered, his eyes were no longer narrowed.

The two of them looked up when Chloe and Dean came running towards them.

"Jo!" Dean accelerated considerably and looked at her thoroughly. "Are you okay?" He touched her arm gently as he waited for her answer.

"Yeah, I'm okay. Thanks to Clark." Jo gave Clark a small smile.

Clark nodded in return and got up from beside her. He walked towards Chloe and put an arm around her, as though he was afraid that she would become the next victim.

"You guys stay here. Clark and I will investigate." Chloe motioned towards the apartment.

Dean shook his head. "No. I'll go in." He said determinedly. It was obvious that they were dealing with their type of weird things. Plus, he wanted to see if the scumbag left them the same memento from the other apartment.

"Clark, stay with Jo, just in case the bastard tries to come back." Chloe told him just before entering the apartment with Dean.

Dean and Chloe were going through the apartment as thoroughly as they could.

"Dean!" Chloe called out as she once again found the same black liquid material but this time it was on the vent instead of the light switch.

He jogged to where she was and shot her an expectant look. Chloe pointed to the vent and Dean couldn't help but curse at the sight. "Ectoplasm." He muttered more to himself.

"Seriously?" Chloe looked at him skeptically. "Like ghostbusters' ectoplasm?"

Dean smirked slightly at her words. "Yeah."

"Does it make me weird if I say that this is pretty cool, even after everything that's happened?" She smiled at him wryly.

"Well, we already established that you're one weird chick." Dean replied sardonically.

Chloe rolled her eyes. "And you're the poster boy for normal. Anyway, the kidnappings seem to be increasing, that…ghost thing, it went after Jo right after failing to grab Teresa." She remarked as she tried to process the pattern of the disappearances. The ghost was obviously going after blonde women, just her luck.

"It sure recovered pretty fast." Dean said thoughtfully. "Good thing Clark has a keen sense of hearing. Does he have superhearing or something?" He asked casually. He still couldn't wrap his head around the fact that Clark heard the woman. Teresa Ellis lived a floor below their apartments.

Chloe shrugged. "Or something." She answered dismissively. "I think we should go back to the research. That way we can find out who exactly is behind the kidnappings. I really think it'll help if we combine our resources. I want to find the bastard behind this."

"One thing's for sure; there'll be no sleep tonight." Dean walked back to the table and grabbed the folder with Jo and Sam's research. "I think we should definitely make your place research central. No way in hell I'm staying here." Dean grabbed his duffel bag and Sam's bags. "Can you grab Jo's stuff?" He nodded towards the bag on the couch.

Chloe grabbed the bag without a word.

Once they were ready, the two walked out of the apartment. Dean locked the door behind him. "Where are they?" Dean's brows furrowed as he posed the question. They couldn't have left the two for more than half-an hour.

"Clark probably took Jo to our place. Come on, you did say that we'll be pulling an all-nighter. We should also check on Sam and Teresa." Chloe walked in front of him and headed three doors down. They had a long night ahead of them.

TBC