Note: Sorry for the slow updates. End of the year school work is flooding me and I just got a new summer job with a jackass for a boss. Being a waitress isn't as easy as it looks. Oh well, maybe I'll get stronger by holding those huge plates...pft, yeah right.
"Damnit.."

God forbid Chloe have something nice. Her car had just broken down in the middle of the road. At 11 PM.

"Thanks god." Chloe mumbled as she slid out of the car, circling to the front. She opened the cover and coughed at the dust engine. She sighed and looked around at it. "Great, I don't know how the hell to fix this..."

Chloe frowned and circled to the drivers seat, pulling her cellphone out. And..no bars. She looked up. "Oh, ha-ha-ha! Really funny, god. I hope you're getting a great laugh up there." She yelled, throwing the cellphone back into the seat. She sighed and thought for a second before she came to a decision. She grabbed her bag full of everything she needed and closed the door before she started down the road.

"Great, hitch hiking. Real fun. Wow, I'm talking to myself." Chloe mumbled, pulling the bag over herself as she ditched her car.

An hour went by before she heard a car pull up behind her. The two men in it explained themselves as Sam and Dean, brothers. By this point, she didn't care anymore, she just had to stop walking. She slid into the back seat of the Impala and sighed in relief.

Only ten minutes went by before they stopped the car and pulled out guns. Immediately, Chloe panicked and scrambled out of the car. After the two calmed her down, they went out into the woods, and Chloe secretively followed. What she saw horrified her. "What the hell?" She whispered as the two shot as something that looked half-animal, half-human.

She gave them five minutes to explain, and surprisingly, she accepted their excuse.

And another hour went by and Chloe was outside a hotel, being shoved against her car with the one called Dean's lips picking at her skin. Immediately, tears pricked her eyes. It reminded her of Clark. Hell, everything reminded her of Clark now.

Before Chloe knew it, she was shoving Dean off her and scrambling away. "I-uh, I'm sorry." She whispered and started to run like hell. Once she felt as thought Dean wasn't following her, she collapsed on the ground and let herself sob. She put her hands in her face and sniffed.

"Ch..Chloe?" Chloe snapped her head up at the sound of her name, looking around for who called it. The name was horrifyingly familiar. Thats when she spotted a red jacket.

"Oh my..Clark?"