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Chapter 3:
Sam scanned through the all the articles that he had found written by Chloe Sullivan and liked what he saw, but was also curious to the fact that she was into the weird and unexplained. As Sam lifted his head from the keyboard he saw his brother rampaging through the motel room's kitchen trying to look for anything silver that he could find, so far he had found 2 knives and a few spoons and forks. They didn't exactly come prepared…
"So…" Sam asked awkwardly trying to create a conversation with his older brother, ever since the afternoon at the Talon, Dean hadn't talked at all; Small talk… that's all I'm getting from him… since when does that happen?
Dean looked up from the counter and stared at his brother in confusion, "What?"
"I was just wondering if your okay…" Sam asked slowly trailing off getting ready for Dean's statements of denial.
Dean slammed the cupboard and looked at him clearly frustrated now, "I'M PERFECTLY FINE! NOW CAN WE JUST GET THIS JOB DONE AND LEAVE!"
Sam looked at him blankly with his mouth slightly open.
Dean realized what he had done and he regretted it instantly, he made his way to one of the motel bed's that he had claimed was his, for now.
He slowly started to speak, not looking Sam straight in the eye.
"Look Sammy…" Dean said hesitantly. "I'm sorry for blowing at you like that, I just… can't talk about it okay, could you respect that… just for a while?" Dean said forcefully half-smiling.
Sam was uncertain to how to respond, he wanted so badly to figure out what was so bad that his brother was trying to forget, but at the same time he couldn't hurt him by trying… not yet anyway…
"Yeah, sure Dean," Sam said returning a reassuring smile.
"Thanks," Dean said smiling back.
"So what you got?" Dean asked, walking up it the side of the couch where Sam was currently sitting with his lap top in his lap.
Sam hesitated and thought fast, he couldn't let Dean see what he was 'researching', whatever was bothering Dean was something to do with Chloe, Sam just felt it in his gut.
Sam quickly clicked on the bars to allow the webpage to quickly flash out of view, "Umm… nothing real-ly yet…" Sam replied stuttering.
"What you hiding there?" Dean asked with a grin.
"Nothing." Sam replied, slightly sifting in his seat.
"Come on Sammy you know you can't hide anything from me…" Dean said while trying to reach for his laptop which was now resting on the table.
"No, Dean seriously, its nothing…" Sam replied trying to take the laptop out of his reach; but failed.
Dean held the laptop in his hands and looked at Sam curiously, while grinning.
"Little bro watching some little porn….?"
"NO! No… I'm not!" Sam replied slightly shocked and embarrassed.
"Uh-huh…" Dean asked clearly not convinced.
"No… come on Dean… stop" Sam said trying to reach for his laptop coming closer to Dean, but every time he tried Dean would just move away and try to get into the computer.
"Why would I stop… I mean I have to find out what's getting your panties in a twist…" Dean asked smirking back at his brother.
"Don't worry, its probably nothing that I haven't seen before, trust me, I've seen a lot," Dean said grinning even larger.
"Don't flatter yourself… I wasn't watching porn," Sam replied back, removing the grin off of Dean's face.
"Well, then we'll see now won't we…" Dean said as he hovered over the top of the webpage that was put down.
Dean stared at the screen and witnessed what his brother was actually searching, it was Chloe, all the articles that she had written in high school at The Torch and the articles that she had written when she worked at the Daily Planet.
Be a man Dean.. Come on… pull yourself together.
Dean forced a smile to form on his face and turned to look at Sam. Sam looked slightly tensed and was confused at his brother when he said, "So Sammy's not watching porn? Dude your such a nerd."
"Wait… your not mad? Or angry? Or even upset?" Sam asked with bewildered eyes.
"Yeah, why would I be?" Dean asked sheepishly.
"You seem to be asking me that every time, like when I told you about the town, and when Chloe was at the back of the Talon… you know you can tell me anything, right?" Sam said trying to sound reassuring.
"Sammy… its just… I've got history here…" Dean stated.
"What happened?" Sam asked softly with curiosity and slightly shocked at the fact that his older brother was opening up to him.
"It was about five years ago when I came to Smallville, I was on a hunting trip alone, it was when you were attending Stanford…" Dean said slowly, not sure if he should continue.
Sam moved his hand, a gesture telling Dean to go on.
"Well, I had hooked up with Chloe and got too attached, I pushed her away by… doing things… I hurt her… and then I left…" Dean said almost whispering.
"I mean, who does that, hurts the women he loves and then just walks away!" Dean was almost yelling, he felt terrible for what he had done, he hadn't even said sorry…
Sam looked surprised, "You… uh, love her?"
Dean didn't look at Sam he just nodded, "Yeah, I guess… I guess I do."
Dean looked at Sam who was smiling, "Wow, never thought I'd see the day Dean would fall in love…" Sam said teasingly, trying to lighten up the mood.
"Well, who can blame me, she's caring, sweet, understanding, and beautiful…" Dean said slowly as a smile started to play on his face as he started to remember the times he had spent with her.
"Yeah, I know she's beautiful, I've seen her," Sam said with a smirk.
Dean looked up at Sam instantly and shot him a death glare.
"Back off, I called dibs 5 years ago," said Dean.
Sam just laughed at his brothers reaction and took his laptop back from Dean, and headed to the couch.
"Have you talked to her ever since?" Sam asked curiously.
"No…" Dean whispered.
"Dude, you can still make things right, I mean we are here aren't we?" Sam stated matter-of-factly.
"Yeah, I want to but I just don't know if I can face her, you know…" Dean said looking up at Sam.
"But if you don't she'll never know you truly feel sorry… Its better than having her hate you for the rest of her life…" Sam said looking at his laptop now.
"Gee.. Thanks for making me feel better," Dean groaned as he sat on the bed.
"Just stating the facts dude, you'll loose her for sure if you don't act now…" Sam said as he turned off his laptop and headed for the bathroom.
I really want to… just don't know what to say… but got to do it sometime…
Dean didn't even realize Sam not being in the room, he was just lost in his thoughts between if he should go and straight things out with Chloe…
"So, these killings, do you think it might have something to do with the Kandorians, can they be the ones who are causing them." Clark asked with brows furrowing.
"I don't think they're the ones who are causing the killings, I think its probably just a serial killer on the loose Clark." Chloe replied as she went from one computer to the next.
Chloe loved working at the Watchtower it gave her a chance to do something special with her life, plus, she loved helping her friends and the world.
"But, I still should be the one stopping him/her, I can't just let people die?" Clark replied.
"Yeah, I know Clark but this just doesn't sound like your thing, I think you should allow the police handle these killings." Chloe said while scanning an article written about one of the killings that had occurred.
"What? Its my job to protect people on this planet and I'm not going to let them die… what's up with you Chloe?" Clark asked clearly confused and worried.
"Nothing… nothings wrong with me…" Chloe replied slowly.
"You sure, you've been acting weird ever since you came here… did something happen?" Clark asked seriously worried now.
"Nothings wrong," Chloe replied with a small smile.
"Okay…" Clark said accepting the fact that she wasn't going to tell him what was bugging her.
"But, I still don't th-" Chloe was interrupted.
"Chloe, got to run, someone's screaming for help, catch up with you tomorrow, why don't you just go home and rest, say hi to Jason from me, bye," Clark said quickly, it took Chloe a minute to process what he was saying. He kissed her head and flashed out of sight.
Chloe sighed and went towards one of the computers and glanced at the article once more before turning it off.
These killings sound like it's a hunters job, not anyone from the Justice League… just wish no one else gets hurt in the mean time… hopefully this case doesn't bring Dean to Smallville once again…
Chloe sighed once again and powered off all computers and gadgets in Watchtower and headed home.
Chloe sat in her car and started it, she picked up her cell phone from the passenger seat and called Lois, "Hey, Lois, ummm…. I might be late to pick up Jason, so can you pick him up… just this once…" Chloe pleaded.
"Yeah sure Chlo, I'll get Jason and bring him to my place, you can pick him up later." Lois said on the other line.
"Thanks Lo, I owe you one," Chloe said with a smile.
"More than one I believe…" Lois replied on the other line chuckling.
"Yeah, well thanks, you're a great, well I gotta run, bye," Chloe said laughing.
"Bye Chloe," Lois said as she ended the call.
Chloe flipped her phone shut and started to drive towards the latest victim's house.
"So, the latest victim's name is Ashley Peters, she lives in Metropolis, a few hours from Smallville." Sam said fixing his tie.
"Good, lets go check this place out." Dean said grabbing the fake ID tags.
Sam followed Dean out the door and both headed for the impala.
Chloe knocked on the door, it was answered right after the first knock. There before her stood a women around her 20's he skin was pale and the visible parts of her body had bruises and cuts, some were pretty severe.
"Can I help you?" the woman asked while wrapping her sweater around herself tightly.
"Well, yes…" Chloe said as she lifted her ID.
"I'm here to ask you about what happened, with your boyfriend…" Chloe said.
"You're an agent?" the women asked curiously.
"Yeah, I get that a lot…" Chloe chuckled.
"May I come in?" Chloe asked.
"Yeah, sure…" the woman said as she moved to the side to allow Chloe to enter.
She gestured for Chloe to sit down on the couch, so Chloe did. The woman sat on the other couch across from Chloe. "So, about your boyfriend… what exactly happen?"
"Well, before the incident, he was perfectly fine, but once he came back, he was totally different… he kept mumbling about no one loving him and how he could be who ever he wanted to be, and then he… he… tied me to the chair and… sob…"
The woman started to cry in front of Chloe, Chloe felt bad, so she didn't push on that particular question anymore.
"I'm so sorry for doing this to you, its just policy, I'll be out of your hair in no time…" Chloe said sympathetically.
"No, I'm sorry… I shouldn't have just started crying like that…" the woman said while sobbing.
"Ashley… can I call you Ashley?" Chloe asked uncertain.
"Yeah, yeah.." Ashley replied.
"Just got a few more questions…" Chloe said and looked at her note pad.
"Okay a left here… yeah… here we are," Sam said as he navigated to Ashley's house.
"Okay, got your ID?" Dean asked Sam.
"Yeah, you got yours?"
"Yup! Let's move…" Dean said getting out of the car.
Sam and Dean headed towards the house, but Dean suddenly stopped in his tracks.
"What's wrong Dean?" Sam asked confused.
"I can't go inside… Chloe's car…" Dean said as he pointed in its direction.
"Seriously… Dean come on, you had to face her some day… come on…" Sam said as he started to walk towards the house once again.
"Can I at least hide behind you?" Dean asked as he followed Sam.
"No you can't… aren't you supposed to be the older brother?" Sam asked knocking on the door.
Dean didn't reply he just looked at the door with a horrified expression, kind of like the time they had went on that plane to stop it from crashing.
The door opened and a woman looked at them confused, "how may I help you?"
"Well, we're the FBI, we were kind of late-," Sam stated.
"Our partner's probably here already," Dean said calmly.
Sam looked at Dean confused, and then he brought his attention back to the women, Ashley.
"Oh, yeah, come on in.." Ashley said as she lead them to the living room where Chloe was sitting.
Sam walked in first and saw Chloe writing something in her notepad, he looked at her curiously, what is she doing here?
Chloe looked up and saw Sam and was clearly confused, but then she saw a familiar figure behind him. She stood up and went towards Ashley, "could you give us a minute?" she asked Ashley and saw her nod as she exited the room.
"What are you doing here, Sam?" Chloe asked curiously.
"I'm a hunter, and I'm here with my brother… Dean Winchester, you've probably met him…" Sam said slowly as he saw a flash of pain go through Chloe's eyes.
Dean came from behind Sam and looked at Chloe.
She's still so beautiful… why did I ever hurt her? She looks so upset over the fact of hearing my name…
Chloe saw movement and moved past Sam to meet Dean standing there with an unreadable expression.
"Chloe…" Dean whispered.
Chloe stepped back, she was trying so hard to keep her tears in, but she couldn't. All the tears that she had been bottling up inside for all these years were flowing from her eyes. She couldn't look at him, when she saw him she felt hurt, all that she felt for him was hatred, nothing more.
Dean watched as the love of his life started to cry right in front of him, it hurt him even more because he was the one who caused those tears to come out of her eyes, he was the reason for her pain.
Chloe couldn't seem to make eye contact with Dean but she could feel his eyes on her, she glanced at Sam briefly and finally got the courage to speak, but it came out as a whisper, "I…sob… got to go…" She said as she ran out the door.
"Chloe!" Dean yelled while trying to catch up with her, he wanted to make things right, he couldn't live with himself if she were to be in so much pain and feel so much hatred against him, he just couldn't…
Chloe walked towards her car, trying to stop crying as she wiped her tears. She could hear Dean calling her name behind her; she just couldn't face him, she wasn't ready…
Dean eventually caught up with Chloe and grabbed her hand, which allowed him to spin her around so that she was facing him now. Her eyes were red from the crying and Dean wanted so badly to take all her pain away, he couldn't handle seeing her like this, it made his heart ache.
"Chloe…" Dean said softly.
Chloe stepped back and just looked at him blankly.
Dean let go of her hand and put his hands to his side, he then opened his mouth to speak…