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.
!" Chloe reached out blinding with her gloved hands. "One's outside the church and the other's outside Magda's store."
"Shit!" Lois snapped, as the call cut off. She turned towards her cousin, feeling anger and hatred enter her heart as she gazed upon the blindfolded young girl. What else was this curse going to take away from the blonde? The brunette was somewhat relieved though that Chloe couldn't see, because that way she wouldn't notice the myriad emotions on Lois' face. The older girl took in a deep breath. "Sam and Mad's phones are off. And Dean's is just ringing."
"We're not going to be able to warn them on time." Chloe whispered, bringing a gloved hand to the mask over her eyes, pressing hard, as if afraid any little bit of light that got through would damn them further.
"Dammit." Lois cursed, looking around her, trying to tell herself that she needed to be calm, that she couldn't waste the time cursing everything that'd been responsible for what was happening...to everyone. "We have to go there." She hurried to her room and picked up something on the spur, before going to Chloe and wrapping an arm around her shoulder. "Come on. Magda's shop isn't that far from here."
"Leave me, I'm just going to slow you down." Chloe struggled.
"No, you can see glimpses of what they're seeing. You're coming with me." Lois led her out of the door and kicked it closed behind her, helping Chloe down the steps towards the truck. While what she'd said was true, she also refused to leave her cousin alone and unable to even see in that house. Those things probably already knew where the house was, and if they didn't manage to get the others, who wasn't to say that they wouldn't go after her, knowing that she was alone and vulnerable?
Once in her seat, Chloe reached blindly for her seat belt and somehow got it buckled in by the time Lois got in and started the engine, speeding away.
He'd been uneasy ever since the talk inside the shop. Dean hadn't realized until that moment just how much he and Lois had in common. Both of them had given up their childhoods to take care of their younger sibling/cousin, and he doubted Lois resented Chloe for it, just like Dean couldn't resent Sammy either. It was the fault of the men around them who were too much into their own work to remember they had responsibilities, men who were only too happy to throw one responsibility onto the shoulders of another. It angered him slightly, because while he loved his father, and he knew Lois probably loved her father, neither of them should have had any children.
If Dean hadn't been so distracted by his troubling thoughts, watching Magda as she locked up the shock, he would have felt something creeping up on him long before he did, but he had been distracted. If the stalker hadn't stepped on something that'd crunched underfoot, Dean probably wouldn't have noticed at all, and by that time, as he turned around, it was already too late to do anything.
There, standing with a loaded shotgun aimed at Dean's chest, was a bandaged, sneering Chris.
There was no way Dean could reach for his gun before the dude fired at him. "Miss me already?" He asked, trying to stall, maybe even get the dude to drop his guard enough for Dean to either grab the shotgun away from him, or kick it out of his grip.
Magda gasped by his side.
"I told you you'd regret this, Winchester." Chris growled, his body shaking from rage, his breath smelling of alcohol. Obviously he'd gone drinking and then, once passed sober reasoning, had gone home and gotten daddy's gun. "If you hadn't been here none of this would have happened! It's your fault that Lois hates me! Yours!"
"So you hitting her had nothing
to do with it?" Dean sneered, never having known when to keep his mouth shut.
"That was your
fault." Chris pumped the shotgun, finger tightening on the trigger. "I'm going to enjoy blowing your head to bits."
"Dean!" Magda whispered in horror, before turning around and facing the door.
But Dean noticed the shimmering body stalking silently towards Chris, and he quickly closed his eyes, turning around as well. This was so not the time for the Gaki to change its hunting ground! And why was it here? Had it gotten bored of the alleyways in the club district or...or was it here because they were there?
." Chris crowed with laughter. "You like to pretend you're some big hotshot ghost hunter-but show you a gun and you cry like a baby!"
A low, inhuman sound echoed behind Chris.
And the rest was screams.
Dean cursed softly as Magda whimpered in terror in front of him.
After the creature was finished with Chris, they'd be next on the dinner menu unless he could figure out a way of getting them away...or killing this thing, and both seemed impossible with the resources he had right now.
What could he do?
He couldn't even open his eyes for Christ's sake!
The gaki gave an inhuman purr as it came towards them.
Magda's breathing became completely erratic, her fear almost palpable.
Suddenly the sound of tires screeching to a halt echoed throughout the quiet street, as well as the sound of a door being flung open.
He couldn't think of any idiot who'd see a creature devouring a human being and stop the car and get out.
Dean froze as he recognized that voice, wondering why he hadn't thought of that
idiot. "Dammit Rambina! Leave!"
"Don't fricken open your eyes Winchester! I know what I'm doing!" She snapped at him, her voice coming farther away, from behind the creature. "Come on asshole, you're interested in me. Not them."
Dean wanted to open his eyes, wanted to tell her that it was too dangerous. He didn't want her to try and face this thing, not when just looking at it was enough to kill.
But he trusted the annoying brunette, and if she said she knew what she was doing he'd believe her-even if his every impulse screamed for him to go and help her.
"Chloe?" Lois could be heard asking.
"Not yet." Chloe sounded odd and further away than Lois. "Not yet."
"What's going on?" Magda whispered to Dean, turning around as well and yet not opening her eyes either.
"I don't fucking know." Dean hissed, feeling so impotent, unable to do anything to help as he heard the creature moving away from him and heading towards Lois.
He fought himself to stay still and keep his eyes closed.
?" Lois' voice wavered a little.
Dean clenched his fists tightly.
"Not yet." The blonde answered. "A little more. A little
A snarl could be heard.
And suddenly there was inhuman screaming coming from the creature, along with hissing.
Chloe's scream echoed along with its.
Dean turned, refusing to stay by and listen as that thing...
He froze, eyes wide.
Lois was standing outside of the trunk, a sleeping mask over her eyes, holding a hand mirror in her hand towards the creature...as the Gaki melted into nothing. Its body seemed like acid, and as it melted the liquid covered Chris's mangled body and began to disintegrate him as well, eating away even the blood that'd started to coat the street. In a couple of minutes there would be no evidence left behind of either Chris, or the creature who'd ended his life, but Dean couldn't rejoice over the fact that there would be no cleanup in this mission.
And he couldn't rejoice because Chloe was in the truck, eyes closed tightly, spasming violently.No no no no no!
Dean rushed passed the nearly completely disintegrated creature, and Lois, yanking the door open. "Chloe?" He hesitated a second before placing his hands on her shoulders, grunting as her body spasmed violently, making it hard to keep her still. "Chloe
!" He pinned her back against the seat, fear beginning to rise in his chest as her eyelids opened and revealed that her eyes had rolled back in their sockets, only showing the whites. "Fuck!"
This wasn't good!
?" Lois arrived by his side, tearing the mask off of her face. "Chloe!"
Magda opened the driver's side of the truck and climbed onto the seat. "We need to force something down on her tongue so that she doesn't choke on it...or bite it off." Squeezing Chloe's jaw open, the redhead grabbed one of her thinner books and used it to keep Chloe's tongue pressed down against the bottom of her mouth.
"She was supposed to look away when it looked into the mirror!" Lois whispered, voice shaking and desperate. "Why didn't she look away?
Magda looked at Lois meaningfully.
Lois' eyes moistened and she looked down. "Stupid girl!
Dean frowned, looking between them, but he couldn't ask them what was going on, because it was taking all his strength to just keep the girl in the seat.
Her spasms were beginning to subside.
He felt relief begin to flood into him as the girl who meant more to his brother than Sam would ever admit, slowly go still, her eyelids rolling closed, her breathing slowing to a more normal, healthy pace.
"Chloe?" Lois whispered.
Magda hesitated before pulling the book from the girl's mouth. "Chlo?"
" The blonde's voice was hoarse and scratchy, painful to hear. She kept her eyes closed. "It was only an echo of what it felt. I'm...fine."
Dean didn't believe that as he let go of his hold on her shoulders, still worried.
The girl looked pale like death.
And why wasn't she opening her eyes?
What had happened?
." Lois whispered, surging forwards and hugging her cousin tightly.
Chloe tried to lift her hand to hug her cousin back, but it didn't make it far, falling back to her sides.
Dean frowned darkly.
The girl was very weak.
"We need to take her to a hospital."
." Lois surprised him by saying immediately, pulling away.
"Sam and Mad." Chloe whispered tiredly.
Lois' eyes widened. "You're right!" She turned to the others. "Get in the backseat. We need to get to the church right now. The other one's after Sam and Mad."
Magda climbed into the backseat.
?" Dean's fear for his brother overwhelmed everything else as he got into the back of his truck, promising to come back for his baby.
Lois got into the driver's seat and slammed the door shut, placing the sleeping mask she'd been using over Chloe's eyes. "Okay."
Dean frowned, eyes narrowing as he noticed this.
The brunette pressed down on the accelerator and sped them away.
"Why is Chloe wearing a mask?" Magda took the question right out of his mouth.
"I'm a bigger freak than I thought." Chloe whispered angrily. "I can't touch anyone because I See, and now I can't open my eyes because they can See."
"Huh?" Dean blinked.
"She can See through the Gaki's eyes because of the mind-link. And if she opens her eyes, they can See through her." Lois sped across a red light, taking the corner viciously. "That's why I was able to use the mirror on them. When it shifted into its true face to kill me Chloe knew because she wasn't looking at it, she was looking as if she was it, so she could tell me if it was coming at me. And when she saw it about to attack, she warned me and I showed its reflection to it."
"And it destroyed itself." Madga whispered, eyes wide. "But if Chloe is Seeing through its eyes..."
Dean went still. "That's what you meant when you said you were only feeling an echo."
Chloe took in a deep breath.
Dean's eyes narrowed. "Why didn't you look away from the Gaki's reflection? You couldn't have been sure that it wouldn't kill you! You can't just make the assumption that because you're not really looking that it won't hurt you! You nearly died!"
"Yeah." Chloe whispered softly. "Nearly."
That disturbed him.
As did the agonized, extremely troubled looks on Magda's and Lois' faces.
And the way Lois' grip on the steering wheel tightened so that her knuckles were transparent.
"Lois." Magda cleared her throat. "You're pure of heart and soul."
"Try desperate." Lois' voice was restrained. "I don't think the information we got was valid. I think whoever...wrote...that...wanted to get us killed."
Magda looked away.
The older Winchester opened his mouth to ask them once and for all what the fuck was going on.
." Chloe whispered from the front seat as she clutched at her heart. "We're not going to make it on time."