Title:
Remember Me
Category: Smallville/Supernatural
Rating:-
Genre:
Romance/Drama
Pairing: Chloe/Dean
Summary: To Dean Winchester,
Chloe Sullivan died one and a half years ago. But seeing her again
pulls him and his brother, Sam, into a whirlwind of things they do
not know of.
Disclaimer: I stake no claim on any of the characters
or the theme in this fiction. I'm just borrowing them. ^_^
A/N: Thank you for those who tried this story out and also for those who reviewed. It's been taking some time for me to proof read this story making sure it's right. I hope you enjoy this next chapter
"You should finish that quick, we need to get a move on", an eyebrow quirked up at his brother's statement. "I found us a job"
"Yeah?"
"There's a lot of unusual happenings in this particular city, a record number of babies died in child birth and the mother following them not too long after"
"Where is it?" And with that question Sam averted his eyes towards the window of the diner. He knew Dean wouldn't like the answer but it was a job nonetheless and whether he liked it or not they needed to take it.
"Metropolis" Sure enough that brought a frown onto Dean's face. They have tried to avoid going there for the last year and a half and so far it has been going well until right at that moment.
"Great" Dean managed to growl, even as he continued to chew the burger bits in his mouth. Of all his damn luck, it all had to do a U-turn on him. There were only a few places he would rather not go and Metropolis was one of them. "You sure it's a job?"
The grim look Dean was giving him almost made him want to lie, but they couldn't turn away from a job just because they had a personal issue towards the place. "Yes"
"Not some meteor-freak problem?"
"It could be but I looked around and there is no way that this is a meteor case. Most of the happenings were recorded as miscarriages and the mothers dying of the trauma, but the numbers of the death is significant enough to raise eyebrows"
With only a nod as his answer, the rest of their meal was eaten in silence. Neither one of them wanting to break it, as they would rather be in their own thoughts. Not long after they have eaten, they were on the road again, but this time it was to face a past that they didn't know was possibly still there.
OoooOOoooO
The grim looks on everyone's face was evident of how dire the situation was. They needed to act fast before it became worse. Their secrets were on the line and therefore they needed more security to guard it, to keep it safe. Their lives and that of another were at stake.
"It's not safe here" Clark's eyes were glazed with worry "We need to move her"
"And our explanation would be?" Bart quirked up an eyebrow with his question.
"We can think of something but we can't just let her stay here", as Clark started to pace the floor of the Queen's penthouse in Metropolis. They have been in this discussion for the last hour, searching for an alternative to the solution they knew they had to their current problem. They needed to find asolution without gaining too much questions of which they were sure they can't give answers to. "We need to think of something soon before Lex knows of her"
"Clark is right" All eye turned to the dark stoic man at the very corner of the room. "He's getting closer that we need to move her as soon as possible. Gotham is an option, my mansion where Alfred can keep watch and there is plenty of room for her to walk around so she won't be bored"
"But it'll take some time for her agree to this" AC voiced in his opinion, "The last time we made her move, it took her months to feel comfortable and not be weary of the people around"
With that Clark sighed and flopped onto one of the couches. Placing his arms on his knee and his hands in his hair as he contemplates on what they have been saying. "It shouldn't be much of a problem; she is as close to Bruce as she is with the rest of us. She won't feel much anxiety as the last time, since she was completely unsure about any of us"
"Yea" Victor rubbed the back of his head, "At least there she could go out once in a while and when she does there won't be anyone who could possibly recognize her. She has sneaked out of the penthouse twice last month. She has gotten restless."
"Tell me about it", Bart snorted at the statement. "We all went crazy the first time she snuck out. Apparently she felt so suffocated in the place that she wanted to get out"
"Yea" Clark chuckled at the thought. "She has only us to keep company and that is only for several hours of the day. It's understandable for her to feel restless and suffocated. A new place maybe good for her and a new company may appease her for the time being but we got to give her time to understand a few things about the situation."
"So it's decided then?" Bruce asked as he looked around the room. "We'll move her to Gotham with me?"
"In a week" Oliver gave a curt nod as he spoke, "We will give her time to settle in the situation and to pack her things. We will move her in 2 weeks."
As everyone nodded with agreement they all settled with one thought. Who will be telling her the news of her resettlement?
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