AN: Okay here is another rated chapter, that I'm not sure should be rated. But to be safe I label it anyway. It have in it a little mature material in it so that is why I'm labeling it. I hope they won't take this chapter off because of it. It's not that bad but a little mature. So read and tell me how you like it. Enjoy.

Chapter 19: Alone

"Hi Dean, slept well"
"Yeah," he moves to sit down on the couch. "Any chance you might know where Sam is?" Chloe follows him to the couch and let out a long sigh.
"He stepped out. He's taking this pretty hard. I think he blames him self for your…condition"
Dean shook his head. "Figures. Do you know when he is coming back"
"He didn't say"
"I should call him; tell him to get back here to"
"Dean don't. Maybe fresh air is all he needs right now to clear his head. I say give him an hour before you call"
Dean scoffs at the suggestion but nods his head anyway. "Fine an hour but no minute after. Once he comes back the sooner we can leave"
"You still want to leave; after all you've suffered and endured. You want to leave when you haven't even fully healed yet"
"Chloe our job is done here. There's no more evil running a monk around terrorizing the town. Besides, we have to leave before the police figure us out"
"Okay first of all," she said putting her cup down. "You weren't on a job here in the first place. You came here to heal from your wounds from Chicago. Secondly, you guys barely had a descent rest with the evil running around here or at least heal enough. And thirdly, why in a sudden rush to leave, Dean"
"I told you"
"No you told me what you wanted me to hear but I'm not buying it. Everything is killing and leaving with you but no room for relaxing. Talk to me Dean. Maybe what cause you to fall last night is because you keep everything in. That can cause real major damage to your body. Even with the condition you suffered over the last couple of days. What is it that is making you act this way"
Dean never looks at her. His eyes were else where around the room but never looking at her. What could he say to her? That is like putting him in a situation he doesn't want to be in. Shire vulnerability and a chick moment. Its makes him so mad how easy this stuff is for Sam and not him to share what is going on inside. That was a sign of weakness and he doesn't like that. He can still feel her eyes on him and its making him uncomfortable already. He quickly stood up; ignore the dizziness, headache and pain, and walks over to where his cell phone sat on the counter. Still he could feel her eyes following him. He flips the phone open and press a button then put it to his ear. Listening to the phone ring and ring continuously on the other end. Come on Sam pick up the phone, he thought while facing away from Chloe staring eyes. Sam voicemail picked up and Dean curse under his breath. Pressing another button, he redials the number again. Like before the phone ring continuously. If you're ignoring the phone Sam… He didn't finish his sentence when again the voicemail picked up. With a frustrating breath he hung up the phone. Finally facing Chloe, he sat back down on the couch. Where are you Sam?

The phone ranging cause Sam to wake up from his induce sleep. He flutters open his eyes only to be in complete darkness. He reaches for his eyes to clear his vision but can feel that his hands were tied. He was tied from his wrists to his ankles, and if he tries to move his arms, his legs go with them. Being tied up wasn't the real problem in this case, the problem was not seeing at all. And his phone was ringing in his jacket pocket and he can't reach it. All of sudden, a foul smell came to his nose and he swallowed to keep the bile from rinsing up. The smell was just awful to bear and he knew he had to get out of here, whatever he was in. From what he can tell it could be a dumpster. A little his mind ease at the thought of knowing at least that much. The fake Chloe must have put me in here once she knocked me out. Suddenly his heart leaped at his chest and he felt short of breath. Chloe, the fake Chloe put him here to go after Dean. His second of panic change to anger as he twists his wrists around in whatever he was tied in. His wrists burn the time he stop to rest from his struggle with his binds. He shifted a little to his side to see could he get to his hands and knees and saw a spot of light peek out at him. His eyes instantly went to the light. He move over to his side again and the spot of light grew bigger. Scooting over closer to the light, he could hear a door slam. His thoughts went for calling for help, but when he tied to yell, he found out that his mouth was shut with tape. Figure she would tape my mouth, why didn't I notice it sooner. Figuring out how to maneuver his arms and legs together, he manager to get the tape from his mouth. Another slam of a door brought his attention back to the task at hand.
"Help," Sam yelled. He listens for any sign of someone coming and nothing. "Somebody help me, please"
Still no sound of movement from outside and he groan in frustration. He had to hurry up out of here to help Dean. His arms and legs begin to hurt and tire him out with all the struggling he tries to do to break from his binds. Nothing he is doing is working. His mind starts to work furiously. What if I'm too late to save him? I don't know how long I've been out for my little cat nap or how far she took me. But from the sound of door slamming, I say not that far. The sound of a door slamming again brought Sam out of his thought. It seems luck was on his side for this one in order for the door to slam again.
"Help me, somebody. I need help in here," he screamed, looking out for sign of movements. There wasn't any and he was once again hearing the door slam again. He pulls at the bind again and there was no use of them budging. He turns off of his side and lay on his back with his eyes closed. Even if it was dark in the place he was in, he feels as though closing his eyes would get his mind off of being in a dump of a prison.

It wasn't like he didn't want to be around Chloe, it's just that Chloe have a way of making him talk. In a way, he almost feels comfortable with her. But that scares him to feel that way. Being alone with Chloe have its advantages of letting a little of him slip out. Even in Mercer, he felt a little comfortable. That's probably why Chloe is a natural reporter. People have a way of telling her things she wants to know. So what can he say to her to make her forget this conversation? Chloe is smart and stubborn for her own good and not everything get pass her so easily. He's been studying her for a while now since him and Sam arrived in Smallville. Chloe is more grown up then she was the last time he seen her. She's more women, stronger, and trusting then anyone he's been with in a long time. He wishes he could tell her that but expressing emotions isn't his thing. He likes this woman but he can't seem to tell her that for two reasons. One, being that he can't say it. That's a give me. And two, he rather not tell her if it means putting her life in danger and she dies. For all he know, with all the time Sam and Chloe spend together, she probably like Sam more then him. It's easier falling for the puppy dog eyes, emotion talking, and college geek boy. All he ever does is push her away by arguing with her and keep hidden behind his barricade. That's probably why people leave him. He keeps to him self. He can't relate to other people and their emotional problems. He's just an emotionless, stubborn solider. Dean rubs tiredly at his head. His headache is getting worst by the thinking he was doing. A hand touches his shoulder and he looks to see Chloe standing behind with a glass of water in her hand. She handed it to him along with two white pills. Normally he would reject them but right now he needs it.
"Thanks," he said taking them.
"You know you never answer my question," she said taking a seat next to him.
"Chloe, why are you pushing this? I'm too tired to think right now," he said resting his head on the back of the couch.
"Because I can't sit here and watch this happen to you again, Dean. You told me you care for me. So if you really cared then tell me because I'm scared here. So is Sam. And if you won't tell him, tell me." Dean closes his eyes and took in a deep swallow. She doesn't know how bad he wants to but it's hard. He doesn't know if he can word it right without sounding like a chick. A hand caresses his cheek and he opens his eyes. Turning his head to face Chloe, he notices the nearness and sincerity of her eyes and face. "You know what I think. I think you're scared of being alone. To you, you were the rock that everyone leans on. Your father needed you as his solider and Sam needed you as his protector, but it all changed. Suddenly your father and brother don't need you and you're lost and alone. You want it so bad to be the way it uses to be but you can see it changing and you can't stop it. You see I've been watching you Dean and as much as you hate admitting you're hurt, you're hurting now. And as much as it hurt, you got to let it go. You have to let them go. But you don't have to be alone. You have other people who care about you and would do anything to make you happy," she said placing the other hand on his other cheek. Deepen his focus on her more. "People like me. And you're pushing me away because to you, I'm safe that way. I don't want to be pushed Dean," she said planting a kiss on his forehead. Dean closed his eyes the contact made to his skin but open them when she moved away. "I want to be close to you more then ever." Chloe leans in again, this time planting a kiss on his lips. Longer then she had when she kissed him on the forehead but again she moved away. "Don't push me away Dean," she whispers. Again she leans to kiss him on the lips but this time she doesn't attain to move away. Dean was caught by surprise at first when she kissed him but the second time he was committed. He deepens the kiss a little more when he places his hands to her face and through her hair as she moves hers around his neck. She straddles onto his lap, deepening the kiss even more, while moving her hands through his hair and over his chest. Dean still had one of his hands through her hair while the other one move up and down her back. The kiss went on like this for a while until Chloe pulls away only to lean into him to have her lips close to his ear. "Come with me." She moves off his lap and grabs his hands, pulling him up to his feet with her. Dean quickly glances to the front door and Chloe noticed. "Don't worry Dean, Sam will be gone for awhile," she said placing a short kiss on his lips. She pulls him to her room and closed the door. Yeah, don't worry about Sam. I'll be worried more about you.

Sam struggle again with his binds but they won't give away. He's been trying for awhile now and he knows his wrists and ankles are red now. Every once and awhile, he would hear the door slam and would call out for help, but like always no one comes. He's running out of time and both Dean and Chloe need his help, even though he doesn't know what happen to her. The Chloe who put him in here could be the real Chloe just possess but he doubt that. This Chloe is a fake. He could feel it through his last vision he had of her. That's why he had to check her room twice and that's why he went to his computer to look up anything besides shape shifters. The events happening here weren't making any since to be just summoned demons or shape shifters. That is when he founded what he was looking for. After hours of search, he found what the demon or should he say demons are. They were changelings. It amazes him how simple the connection were and right in front of their faces. But still he has questions about these changelings. Changelings are trolls or demons' child exchange for a human child. Human parents won't know that they have a changeling child instead of their own because once the exchange happens, the changeling change its form as the human child. But changelings are usually taken back when the human parents notice and they change back to their regular form. All the profile fit their description but that could be any demons. That is why he wanted to test his theory out. He read about how to detect a changeling by giving them something hot with herbs in it. Since most of changelings are demons or trolls of nature then they usually feed off plants and herbs. They love it. So when he watched her drunk all the tea up in a couple of gulps, he knew he has their demons. Well one of them at least. He only put the iron and holy water in the tea because he knew that those were a troll and a demon weakness. But to his surprise, none of them took an effect and now he's here. In a dumpster tied up. That is where he still has questions. Why didn't the iron and holy water work? How can they kill them when killing the copycat monsters didn't even do its job? They're obviously still here if one has Chloe and the other one is with Dean. He's missing something here. The slam of the door again broke his concentration and Sam yelled for the tenth time for help. Still no recognition of anyone noticing. Dean is going to die if he doesn't get out of here. Suddenly a noise from outside the dumpster caught his attention. Foot steps could be heard and they were getting close. From above him, light started to seek through and it blinded him. He shrinks his eyes to see through the blinding light and only manage to see a shadow figure standing through the light.

Keith stood in the cave looking at the ancient drawings on the walls. He never fully paid them any attention when Lilith pointed them out and they are kind of amazing. A shovel from behind him caught his attention and he turns to the movement. A small smile pace on his face once he starts to move toward the source of the movement.
"It's nice to see you're finally awake, Chloe"
Chloe was on the ground tied down with ropes. Her arms were pulled back behind her and tied down by her wrist and her ankles. Tape covers her mouth once she tries to speak. Keith squat down next to her and reach out with his hand to touch her but Chloe wiggle away from him. He smiles widen and stood up.
"Don't worry, your friends will be joining you soon enough"
With that said, he with back looking at the drawing on the walls and leaving a frighten Chloe struggling with her binds.

AN: So what do you think? I know its kind of evil to have the fake Chloe be soft on Dean and tell him the truth but she's evil, and well shewill try anything to convince Dean she's the real deal. Again, I'll be putting another chapter up tomorrow, so look out for that.