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A Thing Of Radiance 3/? 
11th-Jan-2010 09:11 am
winchullivan---sexy looks
A Thing of Radiance
Title: A Thing of Radiance
Characters: Chloe, Bobby, Sam, Dean
Fandoms: Smallville/Supernatural
Rating: T
Disclaimer: Dont own
Summary: When Chloe found out about the ugly truth of her past, she went to find her father, Bobby Singer. Now hunting and living with him, Chloe must keep her meteor abilities hidden from other hunters or they might try to hunt her. According to Bobby she should especially keep it secret from a hunter named John Winchester, who only saw black or white...good and evil...and then Sam and Dean arrive.
Written for my LiveJournal Paranormal25 150 Prompt Table. Prompt of the day # 11: Radiant Boys
This story begins after an AU version of the Supernatural Season 1 Episode Bloody Mary.



Not only did they stay for lunch, they stayed for dinner as well.

Chloe was beginning to get a little wary and suspicious.

She'd spent the evening doing the dishes with ghosty, trying to get him to speak, and at least tell her his name.

He wouldn't speak, wouldn't tell her his name, wouldn't even write it for her on the window or anything.

So, trying to find him a name by seeing his reactions to the names she read from a name book, had taken up most of the day. But when it came time to make dinner, and the Impala was still there, Chloe began to grow tense as she peeled the potatoes and listened to the sound of three male voices coming from the study.

Were they going to sleep over too?

Chloe made a face.

It wasn't that she had anything personal against them, she actually thought that if they hadn't been hunters she probably would have developed a crush on them.

But they were hunters, and they were John Winchesters sons, and she couldn't trust them. She couldn't be at ease in her own home.

And she kinda resented them for that.

"Am I going to die?" She finally decided to ask the ghost.

He dropped the spoon he'd been using to mix the food with into the container and turned to look at her, eyes wide.

He looked...surprised.

"Is that a yes or a no?" Chloe wanted to know. "Because I have to let you know from now, if I'm going to die I'd prefer those two to not be around when it happens."

The child looked at her in confusion.

There was a knock on the doorway.

Chloe looked up.

Sam was smiling at her a little awkwardly. "Want any help with dinner?"

She eyed him curiously, wondering if he had heard her. "How are you at setting the table?"

He smiled more genuinely. "I'm very good at it."

"Good. The plates are over there and the utensils are over there." She pointed where he had to go before turning to the ghost, who was stirring the wooden spoon in the pot once more. "Don't stop, okay? You'll get the food burnt."

The boy nodded wordlessly.

"He still hasn't said anything?" Sam asked conversationally as he got the plates and rested them on the counter, going towards the drawer that had the utensils.

"Not a peep." Chloe sighed as she grabbed the lettuce, salt, lemon juice and oil to make the salad.

"I know he can talk, he spoke to his mother before...it all happened." Sam announced, back to her. "If you want---I could check the archive I'd downloaded of the White Woman case and find his name for you."

Chloe's head jerked up, a smile illuminating her face. "You would do that for me?"

He turned towards her, smile awkward and yet pleased. "'Course."

"Thank you." She ducked her gaze, still smiling brightly. "I would really like that."

"I'll do it right after dinner then." One could hear his smile as he turned, placed the utensils on top of the plates, and left to go and set the table for her.

Chloe lifted her gaze as he passed hr and watched him as he went, wondering what Sam and Dean's parents had looked like.

They both must have been extremely beautiful people to have produced such gorgeous sons.

The young woman smiled to herself as she cut the lettuce into thin strips, placed them into a bowl, and added the salt, lemon and oil to taste, smiling when she finally had it how she liked it.

"Hey, gorgeous. Bobby says to tell you that he has to go out for an hour or two and that you should make sure we don't destroy the place while he's gone." Dean was speaking long before he entered the kitchen, stopping in his tracks once inside and taking in a deep breath. "What is that heavenly scent?"

"Food?" Chloe asked, confused, bowl of salad in her hands. She'd been just about to place it on the table when Dean had entered.

Dean made a beeline for the pot on the stove and hesitated for a second, looking at the ghost warily, before his stomach growling made up his mind and he crossed the rest of the way towards it, taking a stronger whiff of the food. "Oh god. If this is anything as good as lunch, I will be ruined for roadside diners forever." He turned to Chloe a little accusingly. "Are you ready to take the blame if that is the case?"

Amused, she nodded. "Sure." She then turned to the ghost. "Honey, could you turn off the stove now? It should be ready."

The boy nodded before switching off the stove and floating up through the ceiling.

Seconds later the sound of a ball bouncing could be heard from upstairs.

Dean looked up at the ceiling and shook his head. "How can you be okay with this? I mean, sure, he doesn't seem to want to hurt anyone, but you've adopted a ghost."

"Are you saying just because he's different he should be eliminated?" Chloe asked, face going dark, holding the salad bowl tightly to her chest.

"No." Dean shook his head, surprising her. "I mean, I was raised that way, but I---I've learnt that sometimes there are exceptions."

He wouldn't meet her gaze.

Chloe's eyes narrowed.

He was hiding something.

But what?

Sam entered the kitchen and stopped at the doorway. "Is everything okay?"

"'Course!" Chloe replied, just a little too chirper, before passing her bowl to Dean. "You can put this on the table and Sam can help me with these things."

"Where's the----uhh---little guy?" Sam asked, rubbing the back of his head as his brother went surprisingly obedient to put the bowl on the table.

Chloe pointed up.

The sound of bouncing could be heard.

The younger Winchester nodded. "Oh, okay."

"You want to bring over those serving bowls over there so we can start taking some of this food out to the table?" Chloe asked.

"Sure." Sam nodded, hurrying to do as asked, balancing the different serving bowls and bringing them to the counter next to the stove, resting them carefully before handing Chloe one.

"Thank you." She smiled at him, taking the bowl and beginning to scoop the stewed chicken and place them in it. "So...you and your brother heading out tomorrow?"

Sam hesitated, looking away. "We're not sure."

She tried to gulp back her moment's fear. "Really... I thought you were looking for your father?"

"Yes." He nodded in agreement, looking a little uncomfortable. "But, with the threat on you, Dean and I decided that we were going to stick around here for a little."

Chloe nearly dropped the bowl. "You don't have to do that. I'll be fine. And even if I'm not, it was just my time to go."

He looked away from her at that. "You shouldn't be so blasé. This is your life we're talking about."

She was about to snap at him when she suddenly remembered that his best friend had been killed months ago, and she realized where he was coming from as he said that.

"I know." The blonde sighed as she put the bowl on the counter opposite Sam. "But, really, I'm prepared and ready for whatever happens. You and your brother don't have to stay here and babysit me. You don't have to and you shouldn't have to."

"Bobby already said that we could stay. So we are." There was a stubbornness in that voice that was kinda cute.

She would have noticed it if she wasn't so queasy all of a sudden.

Her father had given them permission to stay?

Why would he do that?

He knew that if they saw her come back to life---no matter what they said now---they were going to want to toast her!

Sam, obviously misunderstanding her concern, placed a hand on her shoulder. "Don't worry. We'll protect you."

Chloe looked up at Sam in surprise, a blush starting to climb up her neck and tint her cheeks. "I--uh---."

But she didn't have time to make an idiot of herself as suddenly agony crossed Sam's features and with a cry of pain he crumbled to his knees on the ground, hands in his hair.

"Sam?" Chloe gasped, eyes wide in fear and confusion. "Sam!"

The blonde went to her knees on the ground as Dean hurried into the kitchen.

"What---?" He asked.

"Get some aspirin. It's in the guest bathroom. Go!" Chloe ordered before turning back to Sam, hesitating a second as he writhed on the ground in agony, before she swooped down and somehow wrapped his much larger frame with her smaller one. "What's wrong Gigantor?" She whispered, soothingly, letting him curl into her as his body twitched in agony. "Calm down. Everything's going to be alright. Shhh."

Dean rushed back inside with the huge bottle, hurrying to grab a glass from the dish drain and fill it with water. He then rushed back to them and went down on his knees in one harsh landing. "Sammy? Sam!"

Sam grunted in sharp pain.

"Shhh." Chloe whispered, cradling his head on her lap, running her hands through his hair. "Gigantor, I need you to take these pills Dean has."

Sam's hand reached out and grabbed hers with incredible strength and speed, before stilling its movement on his head and pressing it harder against him.

Chloe then noticed it.

She was feeling a little fatigued.

And her nails were pearl white.

Was she---was she doing something?

Sam's body went loose, as the pain seemed to drain out of him, and then he was just panting on the ground, his head on her lap, his hand against hers against his head.

"Sam?" Dean whispered. "Are you---are you okay?"

Finally, finally Sam's breathing regulated somewhat and he nodded, his fingers threaded through Chloe's as his hand still rested on top of hers.

"We need to take you to the hospital." Chloe whispered.

"No!" Sam shot up into a sitting position and would have collapsed down on the ground from fatigue and faintness had Dean not caught him. "No doctors. I---I'm okay."

Dean nodded. "He's fine, he---he just needs to lie down a little."

"No, I'm fine." Sam stressed. "I just...need to catch my breath."

The look Dean gave him was exasperated.

Chloe frowned. "This isn't the first time this has happened to you, has it?"

Neither brother would look at her.

"What is it? Migraines? Brain tumor?"

"It's nothing." Dean announced shortly, helping his brother to his feet. "I'm going to take him to the room and make sure he lays down. I'll be back in a little."

Chloe watched as Dean helped a staggering Sam out of the kitchen and towards the stairs.

Seeing a shimmering up above, the notice the ghost boy peeking his head down through the ceiling, looking down at them with concern and confusion.

Obviously hearing the cries of agony had scared him.

"It's okay." Chloe tried to reassure both him and herself. "It's just really bad migraines. You----go back up and play. Everything's fine."

The ghost looked a little uncertain of that before seeming to trust her word and his head disappeared.

Chloe leaned against the counter and took in a deep breath, reliving the episode and deciding one thing.

That had not been a migraine.
Comments 
11th-Jan-2010 02:30 pm (UTC)
I can understand Chloe's fear but I don't think it will take her long to realize that Sam and Dean are not as bullheaded as John Winchester.

And the ghost boy is just adorable :):)
11th-Jan-2010 02:38 pm (UTC)
Oh yeah, she'll discover soon enough that she isn't the only one hiding something big.
11th-Jan-2010 09:38 pm (UTC)
i can understand why chloe does not want to tell sam and dean about her powers since the way john raised them . but since sam got his powers they do not want to tell john about them . did chloe sort of heal sam while she was holding him on the floor ? PPMS
11th-Jan-2010 10:45 pm (UTC)
yeah, she helped take away pain without realizing.
11th-Jan-2010 10:30 pm (UTC)
If it turns out Bobby knows and didn't even obliquely warn Chloe that Sam's different like she's different (ish) I will be forced to revoke his awesomeness card.

On the other hand, all the very amusing confusion that could (possibly) result from this just makes me happy, even before I find out whatever delightfully interesting thing you do with it. I have to say, though. I always think of the visions as migraines plus. I mean, since I personally define migraines as super-powered-mega-amped-headaches. And Sams visions? Are super-powered-mega-amped-headaches with pictures. So . . . technically . . . it *was* a migraine.

On Dean's response? Seriously, only someone with inredibly substandard brain power would believe that *that* was nothing. So to Dean, I say, *headdesk*.
11th-Jan-2010 11:05 pm (UTC)
Nope, Bobby doesn't know about Sam, so his awesomeness level remains the same.
12th-Jan-2010 02:17 am (UTC)
Woo! Plot twist! Excited!
12th-Jan-2010 02:20 am (UTC)
Glad! Means I'm doing my job right!
13th-Jan-2010 10:40 am (UTC)
I totally love this chapter! It's a great story so far honey!
13th-Jan-2010 12:12 pm (UTC)
Thank you!
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