Hey ppl, this is my second fic. It's a crossover of Supernatural, Smallville and Veronica Mars. I got this idea when I thought about how Chloe and Veronica would be good friends if they knew each other. Anyways I don't own anything or anyone from Supernatural, Smallville or Veronica Mars even though owning the Winchester boys would be my dream. Lol. Hope you like it, and plz plz review.
Danger Brings Us Closer
Chapter Seven
Veronica woke up the next morning feeling lightheaded. She rubbed her eyes and looked at the empty mattress on the floor. Chloe was probably up already. She got up and trudged downstairs to find Chloe awake, her eyes fixed to the TV screen. When Veronica glanced and saw what was on the screen she almost burst out laughing. "Chloe-" she started but Chloe shook her head and ascended the volume. Veronica sat herself down on the sofa next to Chloe and watched Reverend Harris Beadle explain why these sacrificial angels were so dear to god and the Satan as well. Veronica didn't get at all what he was going on about and when Chloe changed the channel (Reverend Harris Beadle had gone on to the topic of greed and trust) she turned to her.
"Okay, I didn't think you were the religious type." She said musingly. Chloe grinned but her face grew serious. "What's wrong?" Veronica asked. Chloe stared at Veronica carefully. "You know something he said got me thinking." She started to say. Veronica nodded, "Yeah?" Chloe looked far off and her voice sounded like she was in another world. "He said that angels can still be found. And we often never see them for who they truly are." Veronica was staring at her like she'd spoken in an Eskimo language. Chloe put a hand on her shoulder. "That reverend read some things out and they sounded like a description of angels. Did you know angels were sent down on Earth to protect and lead people through the right path? He said something like, 'they had great power and were sought out by many.' Sought out by whom?" Chloe wondered out loud.
Veronica looked at her in surprise, "I've never heard that before. But why are you so interested in this now?" she asked. Chloe looked at her quickly. "Maybe you're descended from an angel." She replied. Veronica stared at Chloe for a while. "Are you serious? How can I be related to an angel? Is that even possible?" she started. Chloe shook her head. "Look, I'm not too sure about it either but it sounds like it could mean something. Maybe we should follow up on it while we research…….it could be the answer you're looking for." Chloe said looking at Veronica seriously.
Veronica shook her head again as Sam bounded down the stairs looking better than he had been the night before. He smiled at Chloe and Veronica who smiled back although he noticed that Chloe looked more distant and Veronica looked puzzled. "What's wrong?" he asked. But as Veronica shook her head Chloe opened her mouth to speak and looked Veronica for permission, she shrugged. If Chloe thought there was something to this then she could tell Sam although she didn't think anything would come of it. He'd probably tell the girls that they were crazy and that no one could be descended from an angel.
Chloe continued when Veronica shrugged, "Nothing's wrong but I'm starting to think what if humans could be part angels?" Sam's mind quickly ventured into what she was implying and he deemed it possible. If he could be part demon, then a person could be part angel as well right? He looked at Veronica and saw that she was skeptical of the idea already. "It could be true you know." He said to her. Veronica gave him a look, "Me? An angel? Sam…….even if I was an angel, why would the demon attack me now? Why hasn't he tried anything before when I was a kid? And what could he want from an angel anyway?" she asked. Her mind was reeling with questions now. Sam looked back at Chloe for answers but she shook her head, "That Reverend was just skimming past the topic so I didn't get much. Maybe when you and Veronica are researching something will come up." She said glancing at Veronica.
Sam looked up at the clock on the wall and he said, "Well, if we want to get some research done we'll have to get going after breakfast. Because if this angel descendant theory is right, we'll have a lot to research on." He said talking to Veronica. She half nodded and half shrugged. She had a lot of mixed feelings about this. If she was half angel than she didn't know what to think, it would raise more questions than she already had. If she wasn't a descendant of an angel, she'd still have just as many complicated questions than she did before; like why the demon was after her.
Sam's eyes wandered upstairs where his brother was snoring away. "Maybe I should wake Dean up." He started. Chloe shook her head, "Let him sleep…" she saw Sam and Veronica exchange amused looks and quickly added, "I mean, he can miss out on breakfast and try making it himself for a change." Sam grinned, thinking that the chances of that were slim. Veronica offered to make eggs and bacon and soon she and Sam were ready to go. Chloe looked pointedly at Sam and winked at Veronica but Veronica just rolled her eyes and shut the door.
Although Chloe was used to living in an empty house, the place seemed more daunting this time. Maybe it was the discomfort of being alone after being around the other three, or maybe she still hadn't gotten over the YED's attack. She looked up at the clock and smiled. Well, it was nine o'clock already, Dean should be woken up about now, she thought to herself. Chloe walked upstairs and checked her dad's room where he was still asleep and then knocked on the guest room door. She heard Dean grunt something and she knocked again. "What do you want Sam?!!" he yelled in a muffled voice. "Dean, get up it's me Chloe." She answered.
She grinned when the door opened in less than a few seconds. Dean appeared looking tousled but definitely happy. "Good morning sweetheart." He said before she could open her mouth. She glared at him, "Don't call me that. Good morning." She walked back downstairs expecting him to follow, which she was surprised to find he did although in a careless manner, as if he didn't care that she was walking away from him. "So what's cooking?" he asked looking around the house as if fried eggs and bacon were going to float out of nowhere. Chloe turned to him, "Dean, you woke up late so you'll have to make your own breakfast." She smiled innocently. Dean stared at her for a few moments. "Cook?" he asked. She nodded, "Me?" he asked again. Chloe nodded again, "That's right." He snorted with laughter, "But why can't you just make me some?" he asked his laughter dead now that he realized she was serious. Chloe glared at him again. "Because Dean in case you haven't noticed, I am not your wife, I'm not going to cook and clean and wash for you. And I have to get ready." She added.
Dean looked at her again in uncertainty and then broke out into a grin. "Yeah well, I can cook." He said more to himself. She tried not to laugh, "Yeah, so it shouldn't be a problem." He nodded grinning at her and stumbling into the kitchen. Chloe followed him and wondered if she was going to need the fire extinguisher. "So, the fry pan is in that cupboard and the eggs and sausages are in the fridge…" she opened the fridge and pointed it out before telling him he could have the salami in there as well. He nodded dumbfounded and watched her smile at him easily before she retreated upstairs to get changed.
Then he turned around to face the problem. Right, cooking breakfast should be easy right? Well, it wasn't when you usually just ordered out or made your brother cook for you since nobody actually taught you how to cook. He stared at the frozen looking sausages. He opened the drawers where Chloe had taken a whisk from the day before. "Okay. This shouldn't be too hard, just fry the sausages and cook some eggs. I can cook." He muttered as he put the stove on.
When Chloe came back down the smell of something burning wafted through the smoky lounge room. Okay, maybe she should have left him a fire extinguisher. She hurried through to the dining area and said, "Dean?" Chloe was surprised to find him sitting at the dining table eating some sort of food he had cooked. He smiled at her smirking and Chloe felt he was actually pleased. She laughed and stopped when he gave her a hurt looked. "Sorry, but what did you do?" she asked.
He smiled again and showed her his plate of what she could make out an omelet covered in cheese and bits of sausage sticking around it. "I made eggs, you want some? See I told you I could cook." He smirked again. Chloe rolled her eyes and jerked her head towards the kitchen where she guessed most of the smoke had come from. "And what about all this smoke? Please don't tell me you put something on fire."
Dean frowned and looked up, "Oh, I didn't even notice. Come on, it's my first time making breakfast, shouldn't you be throwing me compliments?" he asked smiling at her. She laughed, "Yeah, what about I inspect the damage first?" she said wandering into the kitchen. Dean winced when Chloe asked him why he needed a blender to make eggs, and why the stove was covered in barbecue sauce. She came out looking slightly worried and sat down in front of him (she made a mental note to open the windows to let the smoke out). "Hey, look I'll clean it all up, don't get freaked out." He said quickly. Chloe looked up at him and smiled before saying, "No, I wasn't worried about that, even though I've got a feeling I should be." His smile turned sheepish and she continued, "I was thinking about Veronica and the YED."
Dean looked at her uncertainly, "What about them?" he asked. She bit her bottom lip and looked at him seriously. "Well, I've come across a theory." She started. Dean looked at her carefully. "What sort of theory?" he asked. "I was watching the Christian channel and the reverend on it was saying things about angels." Chloe watched Dean's face for any reaction. Dean listened on, so she went ahead. "Maybe…maybe Veronica's an angel." She said. Dean frowned, "An angel? Chloe I don't think there are any human angels." He said. Chloe shook her head. "But maybe she's like a descendant or something. You know like a half angel? Or part angel?" she said slightly more frustratingly hoping he'd be less skeptical about this than Veronica.
Dean sat got up and walked to the window where Chloe could see him looking out thoughtfully. He turned back to her and said, "Well, maybe you're right. I mean, I'm not shooting you down and stuff but it sounds a bit far out, the fact that angels exist in humans. But…maybe you've got a lead. If there can be part demons then I guess there could be half angels as well. But then I wonder why the YED would want a part angel anyways. Man we should have Sam here…he's good at this thinking bit." Dean admitted.
Chloe smiled at this but thought about what Dean had just said a few seconds earlier. "What do you mean by half demons?" she asked. Dean looked at her carefully. Should he tell her about Sam and how he thought he was a half demon? Dean himself didn't believe it…his little brother was a gentle guy; he was as far off from being a demon as anything but Sam was intent on his presumption. Dean licked his dry lips and rubbed the back of his neck with his hand. The girls were part of their team right now and Chloe was good at most of the surprises that had been thrown her way.
"Chloe, how do you see my brother?" he asked finally. Chloe frowned, okay, how did that subject change so suddenly? "Sam's a great guy…well he's more serious than you." She said smiling. Dean grinned back to but the distant look didn't go unnoticed by her. "Dean what is it?" she asked abruptly. Dean looked back at her and said quietly, "If you knew something about Sam, would you think any less of him?" Chloe frowned again but shook her head. "No, it wouldn't change anything. Why are you asking?" she said sitting down. He cleared his throat and started, "Well, you know how Sam's a psychic?" he asked. Chloe nodded, "Yeah." "He thinks that his psychic ability is given by a demon." Dean said quietly.
Dean looked at Chloe cautiously, and she stared back at him questioningly. "What do you mean they're given by a demon?" she asked. "I mean that, when our mom died, she was trying to protect Sammy from the YED. He was standing over Sam's crib and he fed him drops of his blood. Sam thinks that's why he gets visions. Because those drops of blood turned him into a half demon." He finished firmly. Chloe looked surprised. So Sam was part demon? That couldn't be, Sam was so gentle and sweet. He was a protector from evil; he and Dean were keeping them safe. "But that means that Sam's part demon?" she asked.
Dean shrugged, how was he going to try to explain that Sam couldn't be part demon? "Look, do you really think he's like that?" he asked. Chloe shook her head immediately. "Of course I don't Dean…but then what do you mean?" Dean sighed. "Sam thinks he is part demon, that one day the evil side will get to him and I'll have to kill him before he kills anyone else." He said quickly. Chloe's mouth formed into an o and she said steadily, "But you won't. You can't." she added.
He nodded, "I'm not going to kill my brother because he gets visions and gets really pissed sometimes. He's my brother Chloe, and even if he was a part demon, I'd still protect him." Dean said staring absently at the carpet. Chloe smiled at him, "Dean, I know what you mean. He's your brother, how can anyone expect you to even harm him?" she voiced his thoughts. She stared at him thoughtfully, "Is that why the YED's been after you guys?" she asked. Dean snorted, "Well, I think we've been after it longer than it's been after us, but yeah, we think it's because of Sam's visions. But now, maybe he's after Veronica as well, because she's part angel or whatever?" he asked in confirmation. Chloe nodded, "Yeah that's why he's been so frequent in attacking us. I'm taking, he doesn't come after you guys every week?" she asked grinning. Dean grinned as well, "Yeah, in fact we used to only come across it every now and then." He admitted.
Chloe looked up at the clock. "Okay, I'm so late. Um, do you want to go any time soon? Lois might just come striding over here and as much as I love seeing you get your ass kicked by another female, I want to save all that action by not letting her see my house's state. She'll think you tried burning it down." Chloe said picking up her handbag. Dean got up, "Fine, but if the ladies start coming onto me, it's not my fault. I'm just too sexy." He said winking at her. Chloe rolled her eyes. "Dean, can't you be serious for at least ten minutes?" she said. He laughed, "Nope. Hey how long do you think it'll take for Sam to tell Veronica he digs her?" he asked as they walked out of Chloe's house. Chloe shook her head and clicked her tongue. "Dean, it's so typical of you – placing a bet on how long two lovers will unite?" she said as they stopped to unlock the Impala. Dean let his hands glide gently along the car and grinned at Chloe, "Aw, come on. It'll be fun." He pleaded. Chloe looked at him with mock surprise.
"Dean Winchester, I do not bet on my friend's feelings." She said sternly as they got in and Dean started up the ignition. Dean tilted his head to one side, "The winner gets unlimited access and permission to my baby Impala for the next two weeks." He said smirking. He didn't know how well Chloe knew Veronica and Sam but he knew his brother and Sam could take ages telling a girl how he felt. Dean almost rolled his eyes when he remembered Sarah. Chloe raised her eyebrows, "You sure you wanna make a bet like that Dean Winchester?" she asked. Dean shrugged, "I never lose so I'm fine with it." He said confidently. Chloe's suspicious look turned into a huge smile as she looked out at the hood of the Impala. The pranks she could pull with the Impala in her hands and a stressed Dean in front of her was too tempting. "Alright then. I bet Sam and Veronica won't get together until mid next week." She said grinning. Dean grinned as well, "Okay then, I bet they'll be together by tomorrow night." He answered. Chloe laughed, "We'll see. The things I could do with your beloved car…" she said softly. Dean glanced at her sharply but smiled a few seconds later. He was going to win this bet.
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Sam let out his breath in a whoosh. There were so many different views on this angel theory that he was seriously contemplating calling Dean and Chloe up for help. Some people kept talking about angelic people, angels encountering them while they were asleep and some were just too weird for Sam to even think about seriously. He sighed as he clicked on another link sending him to a website filled with discussion forums on angel encounters. He didn't think he'd find anything in it since another person who believed angels encountered him while he slept ran it, but a message caught his eyes.
It was about a girl, Claire Wilkin who'd started feeling a bright pain in her chest; she'd started hallucinating and was paranoid about someone following her. Her parents sent her to an asylum where she was in a room by herself. Everyone thought Claire was insane and one day when the orderly in the building came around to give her, her dinner she had long scratches on her face, hands and body. Her condition got worse until one day she committed suicide screaming about the 'thing' taking away her soul. They found her body mutilated and her insides singed as if something had burned out of her. Sam blinked and stared at the screen in discomfort. What exactly did that have anything to do with angels?
His eyes narrowed faintly as he read on. The person who'd posted this message up had apparently been visited by Claire. The person seemed to be a girl as well and she recalled how she was at church one night and Claire had visited her in spool of light surrounding her. She'd smiled at her and warned her about danger before vanishing. The next morning Claire's death was reported on the news and the girl realized that she'd encountered Claire two hours after she'd died. The girl was certain she'd encountered an angel because she often had visions of Claire after that in holy robes and a silver light surrounding her head, warning her of danger.
Sam snapped out of the story and shook his head. It was an amazing story alright but he didn't know whether to believe it or not. He visited a few other sites where he found similar stories and the crease on his forehead deepened. He wasn't so sure about this now. All of the cases had a blonde haired, quiet girl getting bright pains in her abdomen, hallucinating (although he was sure some of the things they hallucinated about weren't mythical) and something had seemed to be following her for a few weeks before her death. Just as he saved some files and photos about the three girls who'd been killed (a singed hole in their insides was too weird to be a murder or a suicide case) Veronica plunked herself down on a chair beside him. His fingers hit the minimize button faster than her eyes would see and he smiled at her quickly as she looked up from the book she had brought with her.
She smiled back easily and asked, "Did you find anything worth looking into?" she asked putting the heavy book down. Sam thought about the grizzly details on the autopsies for each of the girls; he didn't think he should show Veronica those just now. She looked tired as it was. "Not really, just the usual I-saw-an-angel stuff. What about you?" he asked. Veronica looked at the book she had, "I found this one paragraph; about angels being sent down to earth to help lead people to the Christian path and stuff. Demons tried to kill them but they survived and went back to heaven when the time came. Apparently the devil's dogs hunted down their descendants, I'm guessing that's the demons, and murdered. But that was back in history and nothing like that's happened since. I mean how are we supposed to find out who's a descendant of an angel and why the demon's after them now?" she said sighing as she leaned her head back against the hard plastic seat.
Sam nodded and noticed Veronica stifle a yawn. "You need to get some sleep Veronica." He said softly. Veronica shook her head, "I won't be able to. I start having weird dreams if I do." She said without thinking. Sam sat up slightly in his seat. "What sort of dreams?" he asked. Veronica looked at him quickly. Crap. She wasn't supposed to tell anyone. The night before, she'd been able to sleep without weird feelings and thoughts going through her mind. And then a few hours before she woke up (which must have been dawn now that she thought about it) she'd had a dream where she'd been walking in a beautiful cathedral.
The bright glows of candles decorating the large organ at the front were mesmerizing. She'd walked down the aisle and stopped when she saw a figure standing in a glittering spotlight, dressed in white robes. She could tell the person was a female although her back was turned to Veronica. Her long blonde hair caught the glittering light and Veronica refrained from tapping the person on the shoulder. Even though they were in a church, Veronica's eyes had shifted around the dark corners and walls of the church. Nothing was lighted the way the organ and the person were and the shadows in the holy place were daunting.
The woman turned around and Veronica's eyes widened, the lady standing in front of her looked so familiar, like Veronica knew her; but from where? The lady smiled at her and Veronica noticed that she looked slightly like her. Veronica stepped forward a pace and the lady stepped back. She shook her head gently and her eyes shifted around the room as well. Veronica frowned but asked, "Who are you?" She noticed how the robes and the light made her look saintly. The woman's eyes trailed over at the ceiling and Veronica followed it as well. Then the woman stepped forward suddenly and pressed her hand right under Veronica's bosom. Veronica felt a glow and stepped back quickly. What the hell? The woman stepped back as well and glanced at the shadows again. She mouthed something silently and Veronica shook her head slightly. What was she trying to say? The woman said it again, one word but it was silent and Veronica didn't know what to make of it. That was when the dream had ended and she had been able to forget about it for a while during the day up until now.
That's why she was so freaked out by Chloe's theory. That she was an angel, it made Veronica think about the dream she had and that just confused her more. She thought about all the stress everyone was going through because of her, Sam being more than helpful with his understanding nature and decided she didn't want him thinking about her twisted dreams as well. God, not everything they did have to be connected to demons and the supernatural, she concluded. And anyways she was always having weird dreams, which usually meant nothing in the end.
Sam was peering at her questioningly but she smiled back at him pleasantly. "It was nothing, just a weird dream where I was a little girl and I was an orphan. You know weird dreams…" she trailed off. Sam could tell instantly there was more to this but decided not to push it just yet. She was tired and sleepy; she didn't need all this right now. He asked her gently if she wanted to go back to Chloe's house to get some shuteye but she shook her head. "No, we need information, and the sooner we have it the better. I'll be able to sleep peacefully then anyways." She admitted. Sam nodded; he knew what it felt like being attacked by 'weird dreams' and losing any thread of sleep after that.
He looked up at the grandfather clock in the library foyer. "Well, do you want to take a break at least? We'll refill on coffee to keep you awake." Sam offered. Veronica grinned, "I knew I'd get addicted to coffee sooner or later seeing as how I'm stuck with three coffee lovers." She said getting out of her seat. Sam grinned as well, "Yeah well, you'll be praising the caffeine soon." He led her out of the library and down the road where he spotted a small café.
They entered the small shop which was running busy and sat down in a booth far off in the corner. Sam figured that their conversation wouldn't be of taste to anyone else. A waitress came over and took their order before Sam asked Veronica if she had called her dad. Veronica looked slightly surprised and admitted that she had forgotten about it since yesterday. Sam smiled grimly, "Yeah, it's hard to remember stuff like that when you've just been attacked." He said. Veronica grinned as well. "Yeah after being attacked by a demon, making a phone call just slips your mind." Sam asked, "Won't your dad be worried?" Veronica bit her lip; he would of course. "To tell you the truth, he might jump onto a flight to Kansas and try to find me out but I think everyone back home's probably stopping him." She admitted. She made a mental note to call her dad when she got back to Chloe's house.
"Everyone back at home? Brothers and sisters?" he asked carefully. Veronica grinned, "No, I don't have any." She said. Sam nodded carefully again. "Oh, your boyfriend and friends?" his voice slightly more curious now. Veronica smiled at the waitress as she placed two coffees down on the table. She was cautious not to say anything for a few seconds as she fiddled with the Styrofoam cup and she could feel Sam's awaiting stare. Veronica looked up and almost smiled at her assumption. Sam nearly looked back down; he was trying to make this look as casual as he could…not that he was interested in her like that…even if she was pretty and sweet…but he hardly knew her… and he'd pretty much showcased his geek status as Dean would point out.
He looked back up at Veronica and wondered if she was going to respond any time soon. She smiled back at him simply and shook her head. "I don't have a boyfriend any more." She added thinking about her recent split from Logan. Sam nodded understandingly and Veronica went on, "We split up recently, what about you? You and Dean the only kids in your family?" she asked. Sam nodded, "Yeah…Dean doesn't have anyone else to bug except me." He said grinning. Veronica did the same. "He's not as bad as you both make out." She said smiling. Sam laughed but nodded, "Dean has his sensible and thoughtful moments but they usually come up when we're on a hunt." He answered.
They were quiet as they both sipped their coffee and thought about the individual research they'd been doing. Veronica was still skeptical about the theory of her being a descendant of an angel but she couldn't deny that some of the subtle symptoms she'd come across in the religious texts she had been reading were a bit similar to what she'd been through.
The glowing pains she often felt which any doctors couldn't identify were often described as god's gestures in the biblical texts she'd researched through. Other vague similarities came up and Veronica had started to become a bit antsy. Sam was in his own train of thoughts. He was contemplating telling Veronica the truth about the results of his research but he didn't want her to run from this any more than she was already was; she'd been dubious about this from the beginning.
Sam sighed heavily. If he wanted to keep her safe, then he'd have to tell her what he knew. Veronica looked up at him and raised her eyebrows in question. He cleared his throat and asked if she wanted to go back to research. She glanced at her watch and nodded, "We might as well, and we need more information. I just hope Dean and Chloe get here soon." She said getting up and placing her empty coffee cup in the bin. Sam grinned, "Bored of me that fast?" he asked getting up as well. Veronica laughed, "No not yet, I'm just worried about what those two might do to each other if we're not there in time." She said as they walked out of the cafe and back towards the library.
Once they were back in the library, Sam and Veronica started their research again. This time Veronica took over the computer and Sam attempted finding information in the books. Veronica was roaming the many stories of encounters with angels and she was shocked when she came across the same website Sam had been on half an hour earlier. She stared at the web page in horror as she scrolled down the gruesome story of Claire Wilkin. Her mouth went dry and suddenly the glowing pain spurned in her abdomen and she clutched the area with her hand, gasping slightly. Sam who had been standing nearby at a shelf looking through a book about Christianity, hurried over at the doubled over Veronica wondering what was happening.
He put both his hands on her shoulders and asked her if she was all right. She closed her eyes and nodded but of course he could tell she wasn't. Physical pain was so common to him; he could recognize it from a mile off. "What's wrong?" he asked sitting her back down on the chair. Veronica leaned back in her chair and looked at him sighing as the pain was suddenly gone from her body. It was weird when she felt the warm glow, which turned into a sharp pain and vanished abruptly and she wasn't sure how to explain the significance of this pain to Sam.
But Sam didn't look like he was going to buy her excuses and she figured she'd tell him. "It's just this pain I get sometimes…like they're very sudden and they hurt a lot. But they're gone just as soon they come. It's-it's weird, it's only started recently." She said glancing at her stomach. Sam looked at her carefully and she could see the battle going through his mind. If there was something she had figured out about Sam, it was that his emotions were easy to see. What was going through his mind was painted on his face; an observation Veronica had made during her time with the boys and Chloe.
His eyes glanced at the screen Veronica had been staring at just a few minutes ago and his mouth opened slightly in surprise. Okay then, so much for saving this gruesome news for later. She glanced at his face and asked, "What?" Sam shook his head hesitantly but asked, "Have you read anything on that website?" Veronica looked back at the screen and nodded slowly. "Not the whole page but everything about Claire and the girl who saw her after she died, in supposed angel form." She admitted slightly embarrassed at the idea that she had actually read more than she had intended to; she (being the skeptic she was) had been very incredulous about it.
Sam nodded and Veronica asked if he had read this. He said yes and Veronica looked back at him questioningly remembering him telling her he hadn't found anything interesting in any of his research earlier when she had asked him. He seemed to be thinking the along the same thoughts and he looked sheepish at his lie. "It sounded really grisly and you were freaked out as it was, I didn't want to scare you more than you were." He explained gently.
Veronica nodded and thought about the dreams and the pains she had been feeling. These clicked in the back of her mind as she read about Claire's pains and her stalker who didn't seem to be human. She could see herself connecting to Claire's weird and clearly supernatural case immediately and she found that slightly disturbing. She grinned lightly at Sam and tilted her head, "I better get used to grisly details when I'm with you guys." She said quietly. Sam smiled at her, "Yeah, it's not a pretty picture the stuff we do." He said solemnly.
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Dean watched Chloe's face in it's slightly worried state as he pulled along slowly in the inching traffic. He didn't know why but he didn't feel comfortable at all with her expression. He liked being around her when she had that zesty look on her face, he liked being around her when she came up with ideas which brought a mischievous twinkle in her lovely eyes and mostly he liked being around her when she was there listening with a understanding look on her face. But when she looked worried he felt uneasy too because Chloe Sullivan didn't seem like she got worried about small and insignificant things. If she was worried about something the chances were it was something to be afraid of.
He sighed and Chloe looked back at him quickly smiling lightly to cover up her previous expression. His forehead creased when he asked her, "What's wrong? Is it about the YED?" Chloe shook her head, "No, it's nothing Dean. I'm just thinking," she answered politely. Dean grinned, "About…me?" he asked hoping she'd start a joking rant about how arrogant he was. Chloe did roll her eyes but said, "No." He waited for her to say something but she was quiet and he probed on. "So what are you thinking about?" Chloe didn't answer straight away and Dean called her name. Chloe's neutral face flickered with a slight annoyance. "Dean, please, I'm trying to think…do you have to know everything?" she asked. Dean stopped his mouth from saying anything else and he turned his attention back to the hippie looking van in front of him.
Chloe looked back at him and said in a kinder tone. "Sorry Dean but it's just that when I'm in my thinking mode I don't like listening to anyone. It's nothing personal." She added watching his face grow easier. Dean nodded even though she was being snappy, he didn't mind like he usually would. They arrived at a street near a farm and Chloe gestured towards it. "That's the Kent's farm." She said.
Dean saw a young woman come out of the neat farmhouse and step down the stairs as he cut the ignition. She smiled at Chloe and at Dean as well before hurrying towards the car. Chloe grinned as well and Dean asked, "This is?" They both got out of the car and Chloe said quickly, "My cousin Lois." Dean grinned and leaned over closer to her ear. "Good looks run in the family eh?" Chloe rolled her eyes and whacked him on his arm.
Lois smiled at the really cute and smug looking guy standing very closely next to Chloe. She grinned at Chloe, "God, where did you disappear to for the last two days?" she asked still glancing at Dean. He smiled back at her surely and Chloe cleared her throat. Lois looked at her again and Chloe shot her a warning look. Lois's smile widened. "So who's your cute friend?" she asked more at Dean. Dean smiled at her and stuck out his hand. "Dean Winchester." She nodded at Chloe and shook his hand. "Hi Dean, I'm Chloe's cousin, Lois Lane." Chloe rolled her eyes at her cousin as she noticed Lois's eyes check Dean out from head to toe. Dean smiled back and said, "I'm Dean Winchester, Chloe's really good…friend." He said his eyes twinkling as he saw Chloe glare at him from the corner of his eyes.
Lois smiled again and nodded, "Yeah I can tell." She stated receiving a glare from Chloe as well. Chloe said in a clear voice, "Yeah we're just good friends…so what was the emergency Lois? The way you were freaking out on the phone made it sound like I'd been away for years." Chloe said as they walked inside the nice house. An older red headed woman was standing inside, and she smiled at Chloe and Dean warmly. "Hi Chloe, haven't seen you in a few days." She said. Chloe smiled at her. "Yeah, I was a bit busy Mrs. Kent. This is my friend Dean Winchester, he and his cousin Sam are attending the workshop with me and Veronica." She said introducing Dean to Martha Kent. Dean grinned and said hi while Martha smiled warmly and nodded at him.
Lois turned to Chloe and grinned again, "Well, it wasn't anything important. But um, come in my room, we'll talk in there." She said glancing at Dean. Chloe looked back at Dean, who looked a bit curious but didn't say anything, and nodded. "Okay, hey where's Clark?" she asked as she walked upstairs with Lois. She had a feeling that this had something to do with Clark and Lana; she'd been suspecting that they were on the verge of getting together again. As she walked up, she heard Martha ask Dean, "So Dean, what did you like the most about MetU?" Chloe almost groaned and heard Dean start off, "Um, well, MetU was very…interesting…I really liked the service there…at MetU." She could tell he'd be making her pay for putting him in the spotlight like that later on.
Lois smiled at her carefully when she closed the door to her bedroom and before she could say anything, Chloe said, "Is this about Clark and Lana?" Lois almost laughed; being straightforward seemed to run in the family. She nodded, "Yeah…they seem to be together now." She admitted. Chloe noticed with faint curiosity that Lois seemed more agitated by this news than she did.
Lois was studying Chloe's face for any reaction and when Chloe didn't say anything, she asked, "Well?" Chloe shrugged back at her, "Well what?" Lois rolled her eyes, "What do you think?" Chloe sighed and crossed her arms. "Lois, if you thought I was going to break down and start crying uncontrollably because Clark and Lana are together, than I can't believe you don't know me that well to know I wouldn't." she said simply, watching Lois's face turn pink.
She grinned back at her however and replied, "Chloe of course I'm not expecting you to take it depressingly but are you alright with it? You did sort of have a crush on Clark." She added. Chloe smiled and nodded. It was true; she'd had a major crush on Clark and for a long time as well. But it had faded more and more as the years had passed by and her feelings went unnoticed (or ignored, she strongly suspected). The complications that came with Clark Kent weren't worth it (the emotional complications, she meant along with others) and she decided she'd leave it to Lana to sort him out. She still had a place for him in her heart, maybe a place that no one could replace but it would always be of a best friend, they hadn't seemed destined to be anything else and now she didn't even want to be. Chloe was surprised the ever so observant Lois hadn't figured this much out by now.
She tilted her head slightly to a side and said, "Lois, I used to have had a crush on Clark. It's not the same anymore those feelings aren't there. I guess I always knew deep inside that Clark and Lana were meant to be. And now that they are, I'm fine with it, anyways there's bigger fish to catch out there." She added her tone becoming cheerier. Lois smirked, "Yeah, like that cute Dean Winchester downstairs, I mean, they're starting to make some good stuff at MetU," she commented. Chloe smirked back at her but said, "Please, there's nothing going on between him and me, we just met at MetU and he's Veronica's childhood friend. I'm so not interested." Chloe rebutted but felt slightly guilty at her ability to lie so easily.
Lois raised her eyebrows, "Really, well you won't mind if I chat him up then?" she asked. Chloe's mind murmured, yes I do mind, although she was trying to say she didn't, but Lois? No it didn't really sound right. Another lie slipped out of her mouth again, "Oh, he has a girlfriend already, really possessive." She wasn't sure if her lie passed yet but when her cousin eased off she was on the verge of letting out a sigh of relief. "She probably is." Lois murmured quietly, her eyes glinting knowingly but Chloe didn't hear her and she added quickly, "Let's go back downstairs." Chloe did hear this and they both made their way downstairs where Martha was giving Dean a slice of chocolate cake.
Martha and Dean both smiled and Chloe was pretty sure Dean was appreciating her entry into the lounge room. She was probably right seeing as how Dean practically jumped out of his seat and offered her some cake as well, "Have some, Martha makes the best chocolate cake." He said pointing his plate towards her. Chloe laughed and shook her head. "No thanks I'll just-" her cell phone ringing cut her off and she answered it quickly after seeing who it was. She looked pointedly at Dean while Martha and Lois continued eating and talking and he understood who it was.
"Hello? Sam?" she asked moving away from the lounge room. "Hey Chloe, you guys at your cousin's?" he asked. Chloe said yes and asked if they'd managed to find anything yet. There was a pause on the other end and after a while Sam said, "Well, I think we've found something but it could be nothing." Chloe grinned at Sam's line and said, "But it could be something right? Or you wouldn't mention it." He chuckled gently and agreed.
She looked back into the lounge room and decided that if Lois didn't have anything else for her to do, they were probably done here. She turned her attention back to Sam on the end of the line. "Well do you want to tell me now or do you want us to come to the library?" she asked. Sam seemed to be asking Veronica something but a few seconds later he replied, "We'll meet you back at your place in half an hour, we've got a lot of research saved and with us, we'll just show you guys at home." He said. She said that would be fine and said bye before hanging up.
She re entered the lounge room and smiled at Martha and Lois. Martha asked her, "Chloe why don't you sit down and have cake?" Chloe grinned and was about to decline but heard the rolling of tires in the farm's driveway. Martha glanced out of the windows and smiled, "Clark and Lana are back. Clark is my son Dean." She said to Dean. He nodded politely and realized that there were more than quite a few photos of Chloe and a boy with jet-black hair together and he wondered who he was. Chloe seemed really at home at this place and he thought it could be because she was close with the family, and not just because of her cousin boarding there. He was thinking about why he was thinking so much into this than he usually did when there was a knocking on the door.
Martha was up and she opened the door letting in both the boy he'd just been wondering about and a girl who's picture also seemed to be a regular on Martha's mantelpiece. He looked at Chloe to see her smile brightly at the boy and he frowned slightly, she was smiling like she was meeting him after years. Chloe got up and gave him a quick hug. "Hey Clark." She said warmly. Dean watched impatiently and eased lightly when she hugged the girl standing next to 'Clark'. The girl hugged her back and asked, "Where were you Chloe? We were getting worried, if I don't see you for more than a day, I assume the worst." She said seriously. Chloe smiled grimly, "I know, I don't really blame you Lana." She replied stepping back.
Clark looked at Dean in polite puzzlement and noticed he wasn't smiling back the way people usually did. In fact he looked like he was weighing him up and he found himself doing the same to the stranger. Chloe looked back and quickly introduced the two. "Clark, this is Dean Winchester, he's a friend of mine, and we're working on the same project for the journalism workshop I'm going to. We were going to do some research with our other team members after this, so I decided to bring him along for Martha's cake." She said quickly looking at him smiling. Martha grinned.
Clark nodded and smiled at Dean, before sticking out his hand to shake. "Hey, I'm Clark." He offered. He wasn't sure if Dean was going to shake his hand or not with the way he was staring at it but then Dean nodded and gripped his hand tightly as well; shaking it lightly, well lightly for Clark. To Dean it felt like placing his hand in a vice and he wondered if Clark was doing it on purpose (which would have made him dislike the guy, if he didn't already, which he wasn't saying he did – yet). Dean mumbled hey and said hi to Lana as well. Chloe noticed he sounded friendlier towards Lana rather than Clark.
"Where are you guys coming from?" she asked Clark and Lana. The two glanced at each other quickly and looked at her pointedly. Chloe closed her mouth and realization dawned through her; they'd probably been to the Luthor mansion and talked to Lex about whatever twisted experiment he'd be trying out currently.
Dean noticed the look as well and wondered what was going on. Martha asked Chloe to stay for tea and when Clark nodded his head vaguely at her, she nodded as well, "Yeah, um I think we will." She said sitting down. Dean frowned, weren't they on the verge of leaving just a few minutes ago? He looked at Chloe with his eyebrows arched in question and she smiled at him sheepishly saying, "We'll just stay a few minutes longer, if it's okay."
Dean grinned at her widely, "Sure, why don't we stay for half an hour, there's no rush." His voice was serious and nobody caught onto the sarcasm except Chloe. Her eyes flashed a warning and he smirked, which made Chloe wonder why he was being so difficult right now. Her returned smile was sweetly poisonous and she said, "Thanks Dean, you're so understanding." And Lois who hadn't been fooled placed a hand to cover her smile.
Martha smiled at the young man and disappeared into the kitchen. Lana smiled at Chloe knowingly after scaling Dean the way Lois had a few moments before and Chloe inwardly groaned, just because the guy she was with right now was cute did it automatically make them think she'd scored a boyfriend?
Lana looked at Dean and asked, "So…you're working with Chloe at the journalism workshop right?" He nodded, "Yea the workshop." Lois entered the conversation as well, "So you're planning on becoming a journalist?" He looked at Chloe quickly and nodded again. "Yeah I've always been into journalism. My cousin got me interested and yeah." He said lamely. Chloe smirked now and he shot her a look while Lois and Lana looked at each other grinning and probably hatching a plan (according to Chloe).
Clark looked at Dean carefully and decided that there was something about the guy, he was really observant and pretty possessive over Chloe (he wasn't stupid; even he could see the reason for dean's unfriendliness now) which made him think that maybe Dean and Chloe were going out. After a few moments Lana went to the kitchen to help Martha and Clark excused himself to go up to his room. Chloe watched him climb the stairs with less speed than he usually had and she decided to ask him more about this new Luthor experiment since she had been pretty unaware of it until now.
Dean who was being interrogated by Lois on how he liked MetU and where he was from originally, kept his eyes on the disappearing Chloe and Clark. Was Clark her boyfriend? It was agitating, she'd never told him she had a boyfriend, and he hadn't asked because well, because he didn't think he needed to. He glared at Clark's disappearing feet as he looked up to see that Chloe had followed and wondered what Chloe had actually seen in that guy to go out with him. Sure the guy was strong, a bit too strong in Dean's opinion but he was so quiet and he looked like a good boy the sort of guy who'd be best friends with his brother if he got the chance. Chloe could do so much better, Dean thought to himself.
He was snapped out of his thoughts by Lois asking, "So, are you doing an internship in any paper?" He closed his mouth quickly, an internship at a paper? Yes he was he was doing an internship at…at… "I'm doing an internship at The Dale –the Daily Planet." He said glimpsing the paper folded underneath the coffee table.
Martha and Lana had come out of the kitchen with the tea, and Martha smiled, "Really that's interesting, Lois is working there as well." She handed him his tea and Lois looked like she was trying to remember seeing Dean there. Dean quickly tried to save himself, "I mean, I was about to but um, I found a better opportunity in California. Yeah, so I'll be starting that next month…" he hoped he passed the lie and when Lois smiled again easily he felt really relieved. Martha looked around, "Where are Clark and Chloe?" she asked Lois. Lois looked towards the stairs, "I think they're talking upstairs." Lana looked upstairs thoughtfully and Martha nodded. Dean wondered what they were talking about that couldn't be discussed in front of everyone.
Meanwhile Chloe was talking to Clark about the twisted new experiment he thought Luthor was conducting in the Luthor Corp building. "What do you think he's doing?" she asked him. He shook his head, "I don't know the details but it's suspicious. I saw his car at Smallville high and I heard him talking about someone in the principal's office. He was asking about someone and offering the principal a lot of money. He kept talking about 'the process." I don't know what it is but it's probably an experimental process." He ended.
Chloe nodded darkly, "Without a doubt…Lex isn't the type to hand out generous donations to high schools no matter what anyone else thinks. So you didn't hear who he was talking about?" she asked. Clark shook his head, "No, Lana was with me and his voice was getting cut off by student voices as well. It was hard to hear anything without pressing my ear up to the wall completely." Clark looked back at her and she nodded. "He's up to something all right…you don't think he's trying to find out stuff about you?" she asked.
Clark's eyes narrowed for a second as he traced back his thoughts to the conversation he had heard. He shook his head slowly. "No, I don't think so…if he wanted to find out anything about me, he'd ask. He'd find a way to get it out of me or my friends and family. No, I think he's after someone else…by the conversation it sounded like he was after a girl." Clark said, remembering the use of words like 'she' and 'her' during Lex's dialogue with the principal.
He looked determined and Chloe said, "Are you looking into this?" she asked. Clark nodded but asked, "Would you be able to help?" She thought about the stuff that was happening with the demon and bit her lip. Clark nodded his head although he couldn't remember a time when Chloe hadn't been up to help him fight against Lex.
She explained quietly, "You know I'd help you Clark without a moment's hesitation but there's stuff going on right now…it's hard to explain it without breaking my promise not to tell but its something very important and its taking a lot of my time." She looked sincerely sorry and Clark smiled. "It's okay Chloe, I'll get someone to help me, maybe Lois or something." He said.
Chloe nodded, "I'll give you the numbers of some people I know who could help you on this and if I get spare time, I'll try to help as well." She offered. He grinned back and nodded, "Yeah we could use some connections. So," he looked at her expectantly and she looked back puzzled.
"So…what?" she asked. Clark's grin grew, "So, who's this Dean guy?" he asked. Chloe tried not to blush, "Dean? He's just a friend…you know from the workshop." She said quickly. Clark raised an eyebrow, "Just a friend? He keeps glaring at me; he's pretty possessive over you. I think it's more than just friends." Clark noted.
She laughed, "Possessive over me?" she asked, although she had noticed the discomfort between the two guys and the pointed stares Dean was giving her when she talked to Clark. She shook her head at the thought and Clark said, "Come on, I'd be surprised if you told me you guys don't flirt heavily, he seems like your type anyways." He pointed out.
Chloe looked at him in surprise, "What makes you think he's my type?" she asked. He shrugged but said, "You can see it in his face, and he looks like a tough guy." He said laughing. She grinned, he was right about that. She still shook her head and changed the topic. "Stop trying to take the attention away from you and Lana." She was pleased to see his face turn pink and smirked back at him.
"Who told you?" he asked. She snorted, "Clark, I think you two are inevitable…but Lois did whisper something in my ear." She admitted. Clark nodded and ran his hand through his hair. "Typical Lois, but yeah, I'm thinking of actually telling her about who I really am." He revealed.
Chloe smiled, "Really? Well it's about time, I reckon. If you want to be with her, you should trust her." She concluded. He nodded, "Yeah. She was a bit worried about telling you." He said. Chloe looked back at him in surprise, "She was? Why?" Clark looked faintly embarrassed. "She thought you might be a bit uncomfortable with the both of us because of…" he trailed off. Of course he'd known about Chloe's crush on him, but she'd never been able to amount to more than just a best friend. He was in love with Lana and it blocked out anyone else's feelings towards him.
Chloe groaned, "Clark, I used to have a crush on you, I don't anymore…you're the closest friend I have known for the most eventful years of my life and maybe I couldn't help falling for you for a while. But to tell you the truth, I'm over my crush now so you and Lana don't have to worry. Anyways you guys belong to each other." She said truthfully. She was actually happy that Clark was getting somewhere with his until now, unrequited love for Lana.
Clark smiled back at her and asked if she wanted to go back downstairs. "Dean might hit me if we're up here for too long." He said teasingly. Chloe laughed, "Shut up Clark." Just as Chloe put a hand on the doorknob Clark touched her gently on her shoulder. "Chloe?" he asked. She turned around and smiled at him. "Yeah Clark?" she asked. He pulled her into a hug and said, "Thanks for supporting me during everything." Chloe laughed and patted him on the back. "It's fine Clark. Don't get too sentimental." She said surprising herself at how Dean-like she sounded.
Just then the door opened and a shocked looking Dean stood staring at them. Clark pulled away quickly and Chloe looked back at Dean uncomfortably. Right that probably didn't look too good from Dean's point of view. Dean quickly closed his mouth and put on a mask of indifference.
He looked at the two and said, "Sorry, um, Sam just called, he and Veronica are at your home. They're waiting for us so we should get going." He said to Chloe quietly. He turned and walked back downstairs before Chloe or Clark could say anything to him and Clark turned to Chloe anxiously. "Um you don't think he got the wrong idea about us do you?" She looked at Dean's figure disappearing down the stairs and shrugged. "I don't know. I've got to go Clark." She said going back down the stairs.
Clark followed her and when they reached downstairs Dean was saying goodbye to Martha, Lois and Lana. Martha smiled at him warmly and said, "Come visit anytime you want Dean." He smiled at her, "Don't worry, I will. See you guys later." He said to Lana and Lois. They smiled at him coyly and Chloe considered whacking them over their heads to bring them out of their trance. Dean opened the door while Chloe said bye to everyone. She wasn't surprised to see Dean avoid Clark completely and when she closed the door after her, she felt really awkward.
When she reached the Impala with Dean he turned and grinned. "Do you think Sam's made a move on Veronica yet?" he asked. Chloe stared at him in disbelief and he said, "What? We've left them alone for like five or six hours." He said getting in. Chloe got in as well and grinned back at him. "I don't know Dean." She said. Dean smiled back at her but said, "So you and farm boy eh?" his smile was mischievous but his eyes looked serious. She looked back into them and spoke carefully.
"Dean let me tell you about my history with 'farm boy.' It's definitely not the what you think." Chloe said sighing heavily as she buckled her seat belt. Dean looked at her with curiosity and started the Impala. "I'm listening." He said as they drove out of the Kent driveway.
Chloe said, "Well you know how when you're in high school you need a hero?" Dean shook his head. He'd dropped out of high school and even when he was there he never had anyone saving him. He would save himself. She shook her head; maybe that was the wrong question. "Okay well when I was in high school, my mouth sort of got me in trouble, you know with the students and sometimes the teachers as well." She explained. Dean grinned, "Yeah I know what that's like." He admitted.
Chloe grinned again, "Yeah well, when I was an outcast making more enemies than friends, Clark was the guy who was my friend and who stayed my friend. He actually helped me out a lot and I think I've helped him a lot as well." She saw Dean grin, still dubiously and he said, "So you've been high school sweethearts ever since."
She rolled her eyes and Dean said, "What? It sounds good." Chloe laughed, "It sounds good but that's not what happened. Even though I did fall for Clark, he never felt the same way for me. He's had a crush on Lana forever, I guess since I had a crush on him." She said shrugging lightly. Dean looked at her carefully and said quietly, "So your crush has always been unrequited?" he asked in disbelief. She shook her head, "It used to be, I'm really over Clark now. And it's been a long time." She said honestly.
Dean stared at her for a minute and then asked, "So Clark's not your boyfriend?" Chloe shook her head, "Not to my knowledge." She answered smiling. She couldn't help noticing his sudden smile and his brightening eyes. He still looked dubious and his eyes flickered back to the road momentarily. "You don't have a boyfriend?" he asked again. She shook her head, "That's weird, you're alright for a hot headed blonde, I thought you'd be fighting off guys." Dean said realizing that what he was saying could earn him a slap if this was another chick. But then again Chloe wasn't 'another chick,' Dean mused; she was extraordinary in every way.
Chloe grinned at her 'hot headed blonde' status and her grin grew at Dean's low personal understanding levels. She shrugged and said, "Maybe I'm just not the girlfriend type." She responded carelessly. Dean grinned and said, "Do you know how long I've been searching for a girl who's not the girlfriend type?" Chloe laughed, "I can see why. Haven't you ever been serious and straight forward with a girl before Dean?" she asked. To her surprise Dean grew serious.
He thought for a moment about Cassie and then smiled with a hint of sadness. "I tried being straight forward and honest with a girl once, you know about what I really do and what my life was really like. She hated me after that, I don't know who's heart got broken; mine or hers." He looked lost for a few seconds and Chloe stared at him patiently. He turned to her and grinned again. "So I've decided to take the easy way with chicks. Apparently girls like a man who can make them laugh." He said.
She smiled at him and they were quiet for a few moments as they drove through some busy streets. They were nearing Chloe's house and Chloe asked Dean sneakily, "Dean, why were you so interested in me and Clark?" He glanced at her quickly and shrugged, "Just asking." He replied. She smirked, yeah right. "Really, I mean Clark was pretty sure you were getting jealous." She said casually.
Dean tried not to act outside his norm but Chloe saw the quick flicker of annoyance at Clark's name. She smiled and Dean said gruffly, "I wasn't jealous." She stared at him closely, "Weren't you? Well then you wouldn't mind if I told you that I just lied? That Clark and I really are more than just friends?" Now he didn't try to hide his surprise and he turned his head to her quickly nearly colliding with a mini van. He swore at the driver before looking back at Chloe again.
She nodded and he looked at her closely. "What would you see in that guy anyway? He looks like a pansy and he acts like one too." He muttered. Chloe laughed, "You just met him for a few minutes, what would you know about his personality?" she asked. He glared at her (which made her tone down her smile; although she was enjoying this) and he said quietly, "If he didn't want you then there's something wrong with his personality and his brain."
Chloe stopped smiling and stared at Dean silently. Did he just say something really sweet for her? "You don't have to say that." She said grinning slightly. He still looked serious and now he leant closer, Chloe absently wondering if they had stopped because of a red traffic light.
His face was very close to hers now and she could feel her breath grow heavy in her throat. Chloe could smell the scent of coffee and aftershave on him and she wondered if every girl who came this close to Dean felt as intoxicated as she did right now. His eyes held onto hers and she tried shaking her head but the touch of his finger lifting her chin up stopped her. When his lips met hers she practically melted with the warmth and gentleness. If she'd ever expected a kiss from Dean Winchester she had expected it to be rough and quick but the kiss she was sharing with him now was the gentlest yet hypnotic kiss she'd ever received.
It felt like hours later when they reluctantly broke away and that too was only because horns were beeping loudly from the cars behind them. "Get a room, why don't you!" a woman yelled as she overtook them and sped off. Chloe grinned embarrassingly, "Sorry." She mumbled. Dean smiled, "Why? We both wanted it and I was the one who started the kiss." He said. Chloe asked back, "Why did you?" Dean rubbed his neck lightly, "I thought it was obvious, I really like you Chloe. A guy would be nuts to let you go. Just because Clark let you go it doesn't mean all guys would. Most of us still have good taste." He answered smirking. Chloe stared at him for a few seconds and her face broke into a smile.
She tilted her head up and kissed him again lightly. "Well Cassie couldn't love you for who you are but that doesn't mean the rest of us girls don't love rugged honest men." He grinned at her and squeezed her hand. Another car beeped from behind and Dean opened his window, "Shut up, I'm going already," he yelled. Chloe laughed and they drove off.
Meanwhile Sam and Veronica were waiting outside Chloe's house. Her father had left for work and Chloe had the keys. Veronica crossed her arms around her shoulders. Despite the warm day, she was feeling chilly and Sam looked over in concern. "Cold?" he asked. Veronica smiled delicately, "No it's just all that stuff on the Claire girls case. It's making me think," she said looking lost for a few seconds. Sam walked closer a bit, "About what?" he asked leaning against the wall.
Veronica shrugged but Sam waited for her to answer and she did in a dubious tone. "Some of the things that were mentioned in Claire's case are the sort of things that happen to me as well." She admitted in a quiet tone. Sam nodded and said, "You know, I was sort of thinking that maybe you two are connected somehow." He looked at Chloe and she looked back thoughtfully.
"Actually the more I think about, the more it makes sense, even if I don't like where this could lead." She said remembering Claire's gruesome demise. Sam shook his head sternly, "That's not going to happen, you haven't begun hallucinating or being followed by demons and stuff." He said. "Yeah but the pain that goes through my body, and the dreams and all these small coincidences…and the attacks have already started." She pointed out. Sam fell silent; it was true. Almost all the symptoms were there except Veronica hadn't become insane or started to hallucinate about things.
He opened his mouth to talk but at the exact moment Dean and Chloe pulled up in the Impala. Chloe flashed both Veronica and Sam a smile as they got out of the car and Sam noted that his brother looked pretty happy with himself (even more than usual if that was possible). He looked at Dean questioningly but he just winked and shrugged. "Sorry guys we got caught up." Chloe said apologetically to the two as she got out her home keys.
"That's fine; we've only been here for a few minutes." Veronica said as Chloe opened the door and let everyone in. They all took of their jackets and placed them on the rack near the door. Chloe turned to Sam and asked, "What did you guys find out while researching?" she asked pretending to ignore Dean's winking.
Sam was about to speak when she turned around and said laughing, "Dean!" he laughed, "What?" he asked. She rolled her eyes and Sam and Veronica glanced at each other in amusement. Chloe and Dean were definitely acting friendlier and warmer towards each other. Chloe was actually smiling at Dean and even he looked more interested than usual. Veronica stored a note in her head to interview Chloe about this afterwards.
Dean saw the look pass between Veronica and Sam and he grinned, "Yeah what did you find out?" he asked. Sam sighed and they sat down. "Well we've got a lot to tell you. Veronica and I both came across this when we were researching and it sounds connected to Veronica." He started. Veronica nodded in agreement and Chloe and Dean faces went serious as well. "What was it?" Chloe asked.
Veronica spoke this time and she told them about Claire Wilkin. Dean and Chloe grew more serious as she told them the details and when she finished they were quiet for a few moments. Then Dean asked, "So these things happen to you as well?" Veronica nodded but said, "Not all of them but I think it's happens slowly. Like stages, I've got most of the symptoms." She said quietly.
Chloe watched Veronica's face carefully. "So it means that you and Claire and the other girls who've had this happen to them are all angels." Sam turned to Chloe, "But how does that prove Veronica or any of those other girls are angels?" he asked. She leaned in to the other three and said in a lower tone, "Look, why would these girls see the same things when hallucinating? Why would they all have the same sort of physical appearance and the same signs? They're all connected and this connection could lead to them being the descendants of angels. Maybe that's why the demon would want them." She explained slowly.
Dean frowned, "But what would the YED want from angels?" he asked. Chloe though for a minute but Sam answered. "Maybe they possess something? Do you have anything that the YED could want?" he asked Veronica. She shook her head, "I don't know what I could have that the YED wants from me. I don't have anything." She said shrugging her shoulders.
Chloe thought back to the YED's attack at the hospital. "Didn't the YED talk about the something in us both?" she thought back to the YED's twisted face and Veronica gasped as well. "The supremacy on your neck and the power in my body…" she said looking back at Chloe in surprise. How could she forget that? The boys looked at each other and Dean looked at Veronica in surprise. "That glowing pain in your stomach…is that the power the YED's after?" he asked. She looked at her stomach and the others looked towards her stomach as well.
After a while she placed her arms around her stomach and they looked up at her face quickly. "So that would explain the YED coming after me. The pains…power in my body?" she felt awkward and wondered it was like. Was it power in her blood? Was it power shaped in a ball in her stomach? Her eyes stung with weariness and she sighed. "Do you guys think we should have dinner now? I'm sort of hungry." She said glancing at the clock. Dean nodded as well, "Yeah I'm hungry as well." He said rubbing his stomach. Chloe rolled her eyes and Sam nodded as well.
Chloe picked up the phone and looked at the three, "You don't mind pizza do you?" The three shook their head, who didn't want pizza? Chloe smiled and phoned the pizza shop to order. After she ordered, she turned her attention back to Veronica, Dean and Sam. "If it's really power than that would explain the holes in the girl's bodies when they were killed. Maybe that was the power being pulled out of them." Dean said not noticing Veronica's cringing features. Sam elbowed him gently and Dean looked back at Veronica apologetically. "Sorry Veronica." She shook her head. "It doesn't matter." She replied, if she wanted to find out about this she had a feeling things would become gruesome by the minute.
During the next hours, Chloe, Dean, Veronica and Sam took turns in researching more information on angels and their great power on Sam and Chloe's laptops. The pizza guy only interrupted them and even then they ate in silence still scrolling through the many pages of sometimes disturbing information. When they started to droop in their sitting positions overcome with heavy sleep, the house bell rang and Chloe yawned. "I'll get that." She said getting up and opening the door.
Gabe Sullivan was surprised to see all four kids still awake and he commented on it after he said hi to everyone. They replied wearily and he asked his daughter, "Why are you guys still up? It's one in the morning Chloe." He said looking up at the clock. Chloe yawned again and said, "We still had a lot of work to get done from the workshop." Sam minimized all the open windows and Gabe glanced at them in surprise. "You'd think they'd stop with so much work, you guys look terrible." He said trudging over to the stairs. He kissed his daughter goodnight and fare welled Veronica, Sam and Dean. They said goodnight sleepily and watched Gabe disappear up the stairs.
Chloe turned to them after she heard the door close and asked if they should call it a night. Dean nodded, "I can't keep my eyes open." He said rubbing his eyes. Sam looked over at him grinning, "You find it hard to keep your eyes open even when we're doing normal research." Dean rolled his eyes and grumbled, "Not always." Veronica grinned but nodded as well, "Did we even find anything after all these hours of research?" she asked.
Sam actually looked satisfied and he answered, "Well, it's confirmed that you're a descendant of an angel, I traced back your family tree and checked the chances of generations developing sacred powers and it looks like every three generations the power occurs. According to your family tree, you look like the 6th generation in your family to bring out the angel blood in you." Chloe, Dean and Veronica stared at him wordlessly and he shrugged, "What? I thought I should make my research a bit more extensive if I wanted to get anything out of it." He defended himself. Dean shook his head, "Nerd." He mumbled grinning with a hint of pride at his brother's skills.
Veronica asked him, "How did you find out anything about my ancestors?" she herself didn't know much about anyone earlier than her grandmother. He grinned, "Your family's been famous through out history. Not really famous but in subtle things, so it was easier to trace them back. Apparently your angelic side comes from your maternal side." He answered.
Veronica snorted, "hmm, my mother the pure angel." She commented wondering how her mother went so wrong if they had angelic blood in their side of the family. Dean didn't know what her family life was like but he pointed out, "But it skips generations." She nodded and looked around at the other three. It was definitely weird, finding out she was an angel of all things.
She'd been a very normal person before all this, she'd known who she was, what she was aiming for in life. Now, she wasn't sure what she could be sure about in her. Had her family always had angel blood? Were they direct descendants? Did her father know about this? She corrected herself on this one; no if he did he would definitely tell her about it. But had her grandmother known about the angel bloodline in their family?
Sam rubbed his head with his hand and looked up towards the stairs. "Maybe we should get to sleep." He commented noticing how dead everyone looked. Dean nodded numbly and Veronica stretched up. "Yes please. I'm so tired." Chloe said as she trudged upstairs. Veronica followed and after switching off the lights, Sam and Dean retired to their beds as well. The boys fell asleep just as soon as they hit their beds. The girls however, changed into their pajamas before falling asleep. Veronica felt drugged and as she drifted off to sleep Sam's voice echoed in Veronica's head. Her tired eyes closed to the sound of, "You're the sixth generation in your family to bring out angel blood."
The four people in the Sullivan household were out like logs and even an earthquake wouldn't have been able to wake them all up. Maybe it was a weird coincidence that all four of them dreamt of something important to them, yet not all the dreams were sweet and happy. Sam and Veronica were the ones with the troubled dreams, but even the disturbing dreams weren't enough to pull them out of their deep slumber.
I know, curse me all you want for my updating every millennium habit but I'm in a tight spot right now. I'm in year ten (which you've probably figured out by now) and we've got major exams coming up, which I've had to start studying for. That's why iv made this chapter longer than the others. Let me warn you, I don't know how often I'll be able to update so im sorry for any inconvenience. If you understand why I'm taking so long to update then thank you so much. Please keep sending in reviews because I know if anyone's still reading the story that way. Anyways I've been yapping for ages, bye and thanks.
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