Title: A Matter of Emotion
Sequel to: Reunion At A Hunt
Pairings: growing Chloe/Sam, growing Lois/Dean, established Chloe/Mad
Disclaimer: I don't own
Summary: When 16 year old Chloe realizes a Gaki is using Metropolis as a hunting ground, she calls Sam for help. Of course she didn't realize that this mightn't be one of the best choices considering...
Written for my Paranormal25 Prompt Table. # 133: Gaki.
"Only a pure weapon can kill a Gaki." Magda recited what Chloe had told her in confidence, eyeing the tired yet determined men drinking coffee in the living room later that night.
"A pure weapon?" Dean made a face. "What the fuck?"
Chloe could feel Lois' gaze on her, and refused to look at her cousin.
"I'm guessing its a weapon made with parts that have been purified." Sam announced after a moment's thoughts.
"I can do that." Mad sat up straighter. "All I have to do is hop over to the church and get more holy water from Father McKinley. That should be enough to clean the parts to use in the weapon, and I could ask him to bless the thing once it's done just to add to the purification process."
Dean turned to look at Mad in reluctant admiration. "You can make weapons?"
He grinned. "Who do you think modifies or makes the things for these two?"
Dean blinked. "Wow."
Chloe smiled, happy that Mad was slowly beginning to get along better with the two men. She walked towards her boyfriend and lowered herself onto his lap, leaning her cheek against his chest as his arms went around her. The blonde felt bad for lying to the men, making them believe that Magda had found out this information, but she couldn't-she couldn't tell them the truth, because she'd have to tell them about that
. And she refused to.
"What about this pure of spirit and heart stuff?" Lois wanted to know, hands on her hips. "Where the hell are we going to find someone like that? Everyone I know's a bastard."
, Rambina." Dean snorted.
She ignored him, turning to Magda. "Can you think of anyone?"
The redhead shook her head. "Unfortunately, no."
"Well, it'll take me a day probably to get the weapon done after I get all the parts." Mad announced. "Should give you all time to come up with something...or...someone."
"Do we even want to ask someone pure to do this?" Chloe asked softly. "We'd be asking them to kill. We'd be taking away their purity."
There was silence.
Mad sighed, giving her a squeeze. "I'm going to go over the church to talk to Father McKinley. He might have some answers for us." He eased Chloe off of his lap and stood.
"It's kinda late." Dean pointed out.
"Father McKinley's used to us knocking on his door at all hours." Lois smiled sadly.
"I'll come with you." Sam surprised everyone by saying as he stood.
Mad raised an eyebrow. "Whatever dude. Let's just get going."
Sam nodded and followed him out.
Chloe watched them leave, surprised, wondering when they'd made this truce. She was happy to see it, of course, but it was intriguing. She'd had to practically sit on Mad to keep him from going after Sam before, and yet now they were leaving together...to work...together
. It was mind blowing.
"You." Magda pointed to the older Winchester. "You're driving me back to my shop. I need to pick up some things."
Dean raised an eyebrow and opened his mouth.
"Just do it, Winchester." Lois ordered.
"You're not my mother." Dean argued, though he was already standing and reaching for his keys. "I'm going because a beautiful woman wants to be alone with me, not because you're a bossy hag."
Lois' eyes narrowed and she kicked at his shin as he passed.
He managed to side-step the kick, and gave her a smirk as he continued on his way out the front door.
"Smug bastard." Lois murmured as Magda hurried out after him.
The door closed and they were alone in the house.
Chloe winced, having wanted to delay the conversation she knew they were about to have.
"You didn't tell Magda and me everything." Lois rounded on her, determined like a dog with a bone. "What did that thing tell you that you didn't tell us?"
Chloe sighed, leaning back against the sofa. "It's not important."
"If it's not important you would have told us." Lois countered, going towards her. "Spit it out, blondie."
Chloe closed her eyes. "He said...he said he knew a cure."
There was silence.
The blonde opened her eyes, feeling so sad at the hopeful expression on her cousin's face. "Lois..."
" Lois brought her hand to her face battered, eyes suspiciously moist. "He said there's a cure?"
"Lois. There's a price."
"What price?" The brunette wanted to know, going to bend down in front of her, hand on her knee.
"I didn't want to know." The blonde leaned forwards, looking into her cousin's face. "You know that nothing he could have asked for would have been right
. I can't make a deal with him."
"How could you not even ask
what the deal was?" Lois hissed, tightening her hold on her cousin's knee. "You have a cure
! Chloe! A cure
"It could cost me my soul! Or your
"Take it!" Lois snapped, nearly desperate. "If that's what it takes for you to be cured then take it
Chloe reached forwards rapidly and grabbed the front of Lois' shirt, pulling her forwards so that their faces were nearly touching. "Don't you ever say that again! Do you hear me?" The tears she'd been trying to keep back welled up in her eyes and trailed down her pale cheeks as she began to break down, shaking. "Don't ever
say that again! Never
..." Lois was crying as well, body shaking just as badly.
"Promise me, Lois." Chloe whispered, voice broken, refusing to break eye contact. "Promise me
.""I don't want to.
" The brunette sobbed, ducking her gaze, hands on her cousin's arms. "Don't make me."
"Promise me!" She screamed, shaking Lois. "Promise me that when the times comes, that if you are offered a deal, promise me you'll never take it. Promise me you will never give your soul away in a deal!"
Lois just trembled silently, holding on tightly to Chloe's arms.
"I hate you." Lois cried, leaning closer into her cousin's body. "I hate
Chloe closed her eyes tightly. "Please
Lois' fingers dug deep into those pale arms.
"I..." Lois sobbed "I...I promise
The cousins held each other tightly, crying, afraid to let go.
Neither noticed the presence in the room, watching.
"Rambina's father must be a real asshole." Dean remarked as he leaned against a shelf, watching the older, pretty redhead pick through some things. "He has no idea what's going on with the girls he's supposed to be protecting. They're living on their own, in danger all the time."
"The General cares for the girls in his own rough he-man way, but his job is his life and one true love." Magda replied, picking up something and placing it into her bag. "It's why he sent Lucy to boarding school, and let Chloe move in with Lois-why he got Lois the apartment in the place. Up until that point the parents of Lucy's friends had basically raised her, and Lois had been all alone. When Chloe went to live with them, Lois took on raising her. Despite the fact that she was just a kid herself, Lois took on all responsibilities for that child, became a mother in every aspect of the word other than giving birth to her, and has sacrificed everything for her. She still does."
Dean frowned, not liking to hear that. He'd always thought Rambina and Shortie were little girls pretending to be big and independent, but from what he was hearing, they'd had no choice but to be independent. Both had had their childhoods taken from them, in different ways, and they'd done what they could to make the best of the situation. He had to admit that despite everything they'd done well for themselves, building a life for themselves, and even though he'd never admit it to their faces, they were hella good hunters.
"They don't deserve this." Magda's voice wobbled.
Dean narrowed his eyes, wondering why he felt that she was referring to something else.
The redhead took in a deep breath. "What would you be willing to do for your brother?"
Dean blinked, not having expected the change in topic. "Anything. He's my little brother."
"Lois is the same way when it comes to Chloe." Magda's eyes looked haunted. "That worries me."
"What are you saying?" Dean took a couple of steps towards her. "Is there something you're not telling us? Something about Lois and Chloe?"
Magda smiled sadly at him. "Are there things about you and Sam that you haven't told the girls?"
Dean froze, unable to deny that.
The redhead nodded, continuing to pick up the things she needed.
Dean watched her, unease rolling in his stomach.
"I see." Father McKinley nodded, sitting in his study, a cup of tea in his hand. "You know that you are always welcomed to the holy water, and when you've finished the weapon I will gladly consecrate it."
"Thank you, Father." Mad looked completely out of place in the room filled with religious memorabilia and pictures. With his piercing, his tattoos, his black clothes, black nails, kohl-lined eyes he looked like someone you'd see attending a Black Mass instead of a normal one. But the young man didn't seem at all uncomfortable as he took a sip of the tea the priest had given him.
Sam felt a little bewildered.
The more he learnt about Chloe's boyfriend, the less he could understand about him.
"You need to come to Confession." The priest scolded Mad softly. "It's been a while since you've done so. Bring the girls. It's good for the soul."
"Of course, Father." Mad nodded.
Sam was a little confused.
Chloe wasn't Catholic.
And yet she went to Confession?
"And you and your brother should come as well." Father McKinley turned to Sam.
Sam blinked and shifted in his seat.
The thought about confessing everything was very nerve-wracking. It didn't sound like something he'd like at all.
Father McKinley seemed to feel his unease because he just nodded and didn't press the matter. "About this pure of heart and soul situation...maybe one of the younger clergymen could accompany you on the hunt?"
"Have they ever done anything similar?" Sam finally spoke, eyes narrowed. "The Gaki are very dangerous. This could very well be a suicide mission."
"We go with Christ before us. If we fall, we fall with heaven's gates opening before us." Father McKinley replied serenely.
Sam couldn't understand that certainty.
He thought it was stupid.
But he kept his peace.
The cousins sat together on the sofa, leaning their heads against each other's, holding hands. The tears had finally ended, and all that was left was silence as they gazed in front of them, trying to make peace with what the future would bring. Despite having promised not to forfeit her soul for Chloe's cure, Lois hadn't promised not to give up trying to find the cure on her own. She knew now that there was one, and that was enough to keep her together, to keep her strong, and renew the little faith she'd been clinging onto for so long.
Lois' thumb rubbed against Chloe's glove.
And she was gonna find it.
"The night before my parents were killed..."
Lois tensed, eyes widening.
Chloe never talked about this!
"They were scared." The blonde whispered. "I've always wondered if they knew what was going to happen to them."
Lois tightened her hold on her cousin's hand.
"I think I understand what they felt." Chloe whispered.
"Don't say that." Lois whispered, moving so that her arm was around her cousin's shoulder. "You'll be okay."
Chloe leaned into her cousin. "I just wish we could make those Gaki the prey instead, I keep getting glimpses of what the gaki are seeing, its disturbing how they enjoy the intimidation, enjoy showing me what they can do."
Lois's eyes narrowed.
"It's like looking through two, two-way mirrors or something."
"Can they see glimpses of what you can see?"
Chloe's eyes widened. "Oh my god."
"Close your eyes Chloe!" Lois ordered.
The blonde did as told, rapidly, tightly.
"Hold on, hold on a sec." The brunette was on her feet and racing to her bedroom. In seconds she'd returned with the mask she used to sleep at night, and she fitted it around the blonde's face, covering her eyes. "Okay."
Chloe didn't relax. "Lois...what if they already know what we're planning? What if they've seen glimpses of us because of me
"Then they'll know about the weapon." Lois whispered, horror filling her. "They'll go after the others. Mad and Sam...and Dean and Magda."
"Oh my god." Chloe whispered. "Lois! We have to warn them!"
The brunette was already on it, dialing a number frantically on her cellular.