Nobody Knows This Secret

Hey ppl this is my first sn/sv fanfic so I hope you like it. I always wondered what it would have been like if Chloe and Jason had been together instead of Jason and Lana. But Im still hoping for a dean/chloe crossover episode. I don't own anything from smallville or supernatural, none of the characters, places etc. I wish I owned the Winchester boys. Im just building a story here. Enjoy and plz plz plz review. Thanks

Chapter Four

Dean stared at Sam over the mountains of 'research' as Sam put it, and tried to figure out what sort of evil spirit had possessed him. His brother was suddenly head over heels, after a girl who 1. Didn't seem his type and 2. He didn't even know that well. Dean was pretty sure that he was the one scoring one night stands with chicks he didn't know that well (something Sam was always frowning on). Sam looked up and was freaked out to see Dean staring at him like he was seeing him for the first time. "What?" he asked slightly annoyed. Usually, when they had been younger, Dean would look at Sam like that before pouncing on him declaring a 'wedgie war'. "Nothing." Dean answered going back to the addresses of all the victims of the weird happenings going on. He, however could never concentrate on their research for too long and found himself staring at Sam from the corner of his eyes. Exasperatedly, Sam threw down his copy of The Daily Planet and glared at his brother. "Okay Dean what is it? Is it another 'wedgie war' because if it is I don't think this is the time and place." He said looking at Dean frustratingly. Dean gave him a confused look before his face broke out in a grin when he realized what Sam was talking about. "Hey wegie wars? I almost forgot about them, they were fun." He said laughing.

Sam shook his head and said "Not when you were the one getting them." Dean smiled even wider at that. His brother looked at him again seriously and asked, "Seriously Dean what's with you? Ever since we've come back from giving the girls a lift, you've been staring at me like I've been dressed in a tutu." Dean smirked. "Aww Sam stop acting like you don't love them. Anyways, I was just trying to figure out what's wrong with you. What's going on with Lois and you?" he asked peering into his brother's face. "See you're even blushing, god Samantha." He muttered. Sam frowned at him but after a few seconds of silence he spoke. "We're going out on a date tonight." He didn't look at his brother when he said this. In fact he admired the high ceiling in their room. Dean stared at him, "You're going out on a date? With Barbie?" he asked. He didn't think a hot head like Lois would go out with his brother.

"Yeah, maybe we'll go see a movie, and then have dinner or whatever." Sam said staring at Dean's face now; trying to figure out how much he would tease him. Dean surprisingly smiled in approval. "I'd question your taste but I guess you could've done worse. Anyway maybe she'll bring out something manly in you." Dean said grinning. God, he loved teasing his brother. Sam stared at him apprehensively. No exclamations about how dumb he was, no bagging out on Lois, no need for him to sock Dean in his face? This was weird. "So you're alright with Lois?" he asked. Dean smirked slightly and nodded his head. "Barbie's not that bad, but her taste in music? Hell, AC/DC would be turning in their graves if they knew." Sam grinned. Even if they weren't bonding brothers, Dean was his older brother and in some ways even like a father for him, since most of the time he had been stuck with him. And whenever Dean was nearly killed on a job, Sam would feel his pulse quicken, because his brother was all he had left in the world and he would lose it all if he lost him too. Of course he wouldn't ever let Dean hear all this. It would give him a reason to wage a wedgie war on him again.

Chloe stared at Lois while she got ready for her date. It was like watching a teenager get ready for her prom. "Are you sure this dress doesn't look too much for the movies?" Lois asked her in attempt to pull it down more. Chloe rolled her eyes and grinned. "Lois it looks fine. You look damn sexy and if Sam has anything to complain about when he sees you then he's an ass." She said truthfully. They were at the Kent's place, in Lois's room while Mrs. Kent was away a state council meeting. Lois smiled at Chloe and pulled on a jacket before glancing at the clock nervously. "What if he gets late and when we finally get there, they don't let us in to watch the movie and we can't find a good place to have dinner?" Lois asked Chloe after a while. Chloe stared numbly at her cousin for a few minutes. "And the chances of that ever happening are?" she asked shaking her head. Lois laughed relieved, "Yeah, that'll probably never happen. Hopefully." She added quietly.

The doorbell sounded and Chloe quickly walked out into the lounge room to open the door. She found a nervous Sam, who didn't look that bad with a dark blue shirt, jeans and a coat. She could even smell a slight trace of cologne and it made her smile. Finally her cousin was going out with a guy who was a gentleman. "Hey Sam. You don't look so bad." She said stepping aside to let him in. He smiled at her, "Thanks, Dean tried to tell me otherwise, he said I looked like a baboon's ass." He muttered. "Don't worry, if anything, Dean's the one who needs to take a look in the mirror, he looks like-" "Like a handsome sex god? Why thanks Chloe, didn't know you felt that way." Dean said stepping onto the threshold. He was of course smirking in a charming way, making Chloe blush a deep red. Sam rolled his eyes and Chloe realized that everyone around Dean seemed to have to do that a lot seeing as how there were no words to express their dismay at Dean's cockiness. "I wasn't going to say that." She mumbled letting him in. "And anyways what are you doing here?" she asked closing the door. "I was making sure Samantha here didn't get scared driving here." He said sitting down on one of the couches. Sam smirked, right. Chloe ground Dean down with a hard stare. "What? I thought I'd give you company while Blondie and Sam here went out." He said innocently.

Chloe felt her throat close up, she'd heard the same sort of words come out of Jason's mouth when he'd first come over. She turned around, watching the staircase for Lois's feet and said, "I don't need company," in a cold voice. Dean glanced at his brother but saw that Sam was staring at Chloe with the same shock on his face. They'd never heard Chloe sound so cold before. Dean clenched his jaw and sat down. Just then Lois walked down the stairs and smiled at Sam and Dean but she could feel the air thick with tension. "Hey guys. Sorry I took a while." She said to Sam as he stood up to say hi. He shook his head and said, "It's alright we just got here. You look beautiful." Lois blushed, "Thanks." Chloe turned around and tried to catch Dean's eye. She was being a real bitch and she intended on making up for it. Dean wasn't Jason and she shouldn't have treated him like he was. But Dean was staring at the clock on the other wall, his jaw clenched and his eyes emotionless. Chloe felt even worse.

Sam took the keys from Dean and he and Lois made to go but Dean said quietly, "Hey wait up, you guys can drop me off at the motel." Chloe quickly strode over to where they were all standing and placed a hand on Dean's arm. He looked at her surprised. Wasn't she the one acting like an Ice Queen? What was she doing now? He saw the apology in her eyes and found himself melt under her touch and sad smile. "You can stay here and give me company. I don't feel like watching a made for tv movie again on a Saturday." She said smiling. His frown vanished immediately and he grinned. "That's exactly what I was saying. Now just let me get my stash of booze out of the car and then let's start the strip poker." He said winking. Chloe stared at him. "I'm joking." He said laughing and she smiled shaking her head. After byes and "Remember Sam, it's called a contraceptive," from Dean (Sam and Lois both blushed red, while Sam attempted to swat Dean) Chloe and Dean were sitting in the lounge room staring around the house.

"Sooo." Dean said after the awkward minutes. Chloe looked at him. "Okay, what do you wanna do apart from playing strip poker which isn't going to happen." She said after she saw the look he gave her. He groaned, "Aw, come on Chloe, stop being a party pooper. And anyways, you never know, after 3 or 4 bottles of some fine booze, you might like the sound of strip poker." He said waggling his eyebrows. She laughed and shook her head, "I don't think so." But a few bottles later, Chloe and Dean were sitting there watching Sleepless in Seattle. Dean kept showing his disapproval by sighing loudly. But Chloe loved this movie and she ignored him until he sighed so loudly she turned to him and told him to shush it. "But this movie is boring. And I don't watch chick flicks, if Sam or Lois sees me watching this they're never going to let me hear the end of it," he protested. Chloe quieted him with a soft slap on his arm and a reassurance that Sam and Lois would never find out about their choice of movie. "It's alright for you." He said. Chloe raised an eyebrow, "What?" she asked.

"It's alright for you to watch chick flicks, you're a girl." He said again. Chloe laughed and hiccupped. She'd had two whole bottles of some wine and beer and she could feel her emotions raging. "Yeah but if a girl watches too many chick flicks, guys think she's a pushover. Then they act like they own a girl." She responded in between hiccups. Dean frowned at her. "Trust me; you're far from a pushover. I don't think any guy could own you, even if he tried." Dean said softly. Chloe turned to face him and smiled sadly. "You know I used to think that. I used to think no guy could ever own me but he did. Well it felt like that. But it was in a good way, like it was our secret. Nobody knows this secret, you know, because its' a secret that's why." She said knowingly. Dean frowned slightly at this comment but smiled back at her anyway. He had a feeling he knew who she was talking about but he wanted to make sure. "Who owned you?" he asked. Her brown eyes stared into his and he could see so many emotions whirling around in them. But the feeling that stood out the most was sadness. It was like she was drowning in it and he didn't know how to help her.

"Jason. You know you look like Jason so much, it hurts to look at you when you act like him sometimes." She sighed. He bit his lip slightly. Okay maybe that explained all the weird, friends-one-minute-I-hate-you-another-minute. He gave a small smile because he couldn't help but feel like it was his fault she had to go through whatever she did with this Jason. "You guys must have been close friends for it to hurt so much after he died." He said quietly noticing there was a picture of Jason, Chloe, another raven haired girl and a guy with jet black hair on the mantelpiece. She hiccupped loudly and looked at the ceiling. She didn't feel like hiding anything from anyone anymore. It was hard acting happy and at peace with everyone when she really felt like letting the truth out and releasing all the guilt she had. And it felt like Jason was here, sitting next to her telling her to give him their past so he could take it to wherever he had gone and leave it there. Give her the peace and innocence she wanted so badly but could never have. "Maybe if he hadn't met Lana, he and I could've been more than just friends. We liked each other so much. Sometimes I thought I was in love with him, but I couldn't tell him that- he had Lana and she loved him. Maybe she loved him more than I could but what I felt was real and deep, so deep that when he died, I couldn't forget him. I don't think I have." She said taking another swig from the half full wine bottle.

Dean analysed all this in his head. So it was true, Jason and Chloe liked each other, maybe they even had a- no Chloe didn't seem the type who'd let things go further with a guy who was taken. But her feelings for him were deep, maybe even deep enough to break all boundaries. He looked at her pale face questioningly and could see the tears in her eyes. Her eyes wouldn't meet his and he felt his heart jump. He didn't want her to think he thought any less of her just because of something that happened in the past. "We had an affair." She whispered, the tears streaming down her cheeks. She glanced at him, "I didn't mean for it to ever go this way. Lana is like a sister to me, and I-I betrayed her. We kept meeting each other, and things felt so good- he knew things about me that I'd forgotten, and I knew things about him that he didn't even know. When we met it was like we were an actual couple but when we had to part I could always feel the sting of awkwardness around us. Because we both knew what we were doing was wrong and we still went along with it. I should have said no but I was weak, I wanted someone to understand me and love me and he seemed to be the only one who did."

Dean stared at her and put a hand on her shoulder, he winced when he felt her shrink back at his touch. He quickly took his hand away and spoke clearly. "Chloe, I wouldn't tell anyone if you don't want me too but I want you to know that just because the relationship you and Jason had was different, it doesn't make it weak." He was surprised to hear his mouth say the right thing for once. Chloe looked up at him and grimaced, "That's nice of you to say it but it doesn't change what it actually was, an affair. If he and Lana had been married I could have broken their home, I don't know how I can face her when she's here. It just makes me feel guiltier every day." She sobbed even harder at this and Dean closed his eyes.

This wasn't something he should have touched but it was too late now. She wanted to tell him all these things and he just wanted her to feel better. And if he could make feel better, he'd do it, even if she hit him on the head with a hammer the next morning. Dean wrapped his arms around her and too his surprise she didn't retaliate. In fact she leaned in more and sobbed on his shoulder. "He left me with a burden on my shoulders and a hole in my heart. I'm probably the worst chick you've ever met. Still here in the same house with the girl's whose boyfriend I had an affair with" She cried in a muffled voice.

He pulled her off his shoulder and looked at her face hard. "Look Chloe, I haven't known you for long but it feels like I know you. And I know enough about your personality to know that I haven't met a stronger or more beautiful person than you. Don't think that because I flirt around, I can't tell the difference between a person with a heart of gold and a person with an empty heart." He said in a stern voice. Chloe searched his eyes with hers for any hint of disgust or judgment. She would never have imagined she'd be able to tell anyone about her affair without her leaving their place feeling more disgusted with herself. And here she was telling Dean (the guy with the exact same face as Jason) about everything and he was comforting her. "Why are you being so nice?" she asked him. He smiled at her slowly, "Everyone makes mistakes Chloe, and nobody has the right to look down at you because of it. As far as I'm concerned you're the most caring girl I know and I want to make you happy. I think friends are entitled to that at least." He joked smiling at her. He wiped her tears with his fingers and their eyes connected for a minute. She could see an understanding there, a hope, a friendship and – and something else but she couldn't identify it. A feeling she didn't know about in Dean Winchester. And Dean could tell that if she'd let him, he could make her very happy. He'd make sure that she'd always be smiling.

She cleared her eyes and looked at him carefully. "So you're not mad at me at all? Don't you think I'm a home wrecker?" she asked timidly. He looked at her carefully, "Chloe the destiny I follow makes me do thing no humane person would do, but I have done things that other people would look down on. My history's not so good and I don't expect anyone to think I'd judge them when I know how it hurts when someone does. Especially someone you consider your friend." He admitted. Chloe didn't question his comment, she knew he had skeletons in his closet he probably didn't to talk about but she was still confused about what to do when Lana came back. She had planned on telling Lana everything once she and Clark got back but now she felt like hiding behind her new friend and never letting anyone hear her story again. "You're freaking about what'll happen when Lana comes back and you want to tell her these things, right?" he asked when he saw her face pale slightly more. She nodded. "How do you tell someone, that you used their love and made him yours when they were thinking of spending their life with him? How do you tell them that when they were laying their trust on you, you were casting it aside because you wanted the person they loved the most? How can I expect her to believe me when I say that I'm sorry? She's gonna hate me for the rest of our life and I can't spend the rest of my life with her hating me." She whispered softly.

He took her hand gently and said carefully, "Some confessions can make relationships stronger. But some can break them, so you have to be careful when you want to tell someone the truth. Think about what Lana's been through and what she's going trough now. Maybe she's really happy right now, and you wouldn't want to break the happiness she has. Because sometimes it's the lies which help a person start a new life and the truth which helps wreck it. Things have been bad for both you and you deserve a new beginning. But that's just me blabbing, Sam's the one with good advice on these things. I'm good at the practical side of things." He smiled at her trying to shake off the motions on his voice.

He usually never talked about emotional stuff, which was Sam's specialty. He and Sam had been brought up differently, reflected, sure they had both been brought up as soldiers but he was never the sort of guy to let out how he was feeling. Maybe it had come from spending most of his life with his dad; maybe if their mum had been with them, he would have been able to show people how he felt. Even when their parents had died, when so many emotions were raging in his body he hadn't shown what he really felt to Sam, in fact he took out his anger and frustration on his brother.

But that had been the extent of how much he could display his emotions. Now, sitting there with Chloe, he felt like going on and on about emotions and feelings. With her he could spend ages telling her about his life, about what he was scared of losing and what he wished his life was like but he didn't know her well enough, right? Something told him that he did, otherwise why would she have told him everything about Jason and her?