Title: Paradise Interrupted
Sequel to: Gentle
Characters: Chloe/Sam, Lois, Lana, Mary, John, Dean
Disclaimer: Don't own
Summary: When Chloe and Lana are fourteen, and Lois sixteen, everything is peaceful. Sam is about to go off to college, Chloe is trying to cope with the thought of him being so far away...and Grandfather decides its time to take the girls back.
"Put me down!" Chloe yelled, pounding her fists into the broad, muscular back of the man who'd kidnapped her. "Put me down this instance! Now!"
He ignored her, walking carelessly towards a car parked off to the side, apparently oblivious to the stares they were getting.
"Sam!" Chloe whined, giving his back one last pound before giving up and admitting defeat, just hanging there. "You're embarrassing
"In a couple of weeks, when you're not being played by that jerk, you'll thank me." Sam predicted, easily carrying her through over his shoulder. "I know his brother, and he's just like Derek. I will not let that bastard break your heart."
"We were talking about summer homework." Chloe pouted.
"Sure you were." Sam scoffed.
"We were!" The blonde huffed, using her upside-down position to pull up the back of his shirt and pinch him.
"Ouch!" He hissed, whacking her butt. "Stop that!"
"Ouch!" She cried, glaring. "Sam Winchester! I'm going to tell mom all about this when we get home and you're going to be so grounded!"
Sam sighed. "What happened to the sweet, cute little girl who came to live with us?" Sam bemoaned as they reached the car and Lois, who was watching them in amusement, opening the door so he could deposit the blonde on the seat.
"You scared away every single guy who liked her! That's what happened to her!" Chloe pouted, folding her arms over her chest in the front passenger seat.
Lana leaned forwards between the two front seats. "Jeremy Montenegro isn't the nicest guy."
"Finally, someone with some sense!" Sam's gaze rose to the heavens in thankfulness as he slid into the driver's seat and started the engine.
"He's hot though." Lois announced from the back.
"Thank you!" Chloe threw her hands up in the air.
Sam shot Lois a look. "You're sixteen, she's fourteen. Don't go putting ideas in her mind. She's too young for that."
"Lana has much more admirers than me! And I don't see you scaring them away!" Chloe glared at Sam as he joined the other cars on the street, exiting the basement parking of the Lawrence Mall.
"Lana knows how to keep them at arms-length." Sam replied easily, turning on the music. "You, on the other hand, are a flirt, just like your cousin."
Lois smiled in the back at the recognition of her super powers of flirtation.
"I wasn't flirting." Chloe grumbled.
Sam raised an eyebrow at her.
She lowered in her seat, pouting. "Okay, so I was flirting a bit."
"A lot." Lana corrected.
"Whose side are you on anyway?" The blonde snapped, in her seat to glare at the pretty girl.
"No one's." Lana sat back down quickly. "Just stating facts."
"That she is." Sam agreed.
"Shut up you." Chloe pinched his arm.
"You little brat." Sam laughed, though the sound was tinged in pain. "If we get into an accident its all your fault!"
"It's stupid of you to keep doing things like this." Chloe frowned, looking out of the window. "You're going to Stanford next week anyway. If I started prostituting myself you'd never know, so busy having your own life so far away."
In the backseat, Lois and Lana shared a worried look.
Sam sighed. "Chloe, we've talked about this. Just because I'm going to study in California doesn't mean that I'm gone for good. I'll be home every holiday, and we'll talk all the time on skype. You won't even notice I'm not there."
She leaned against the door's window frame, looking out. "I'll notice."
Sam watched her with mixed emotions.
Lana sighed and looked out of her window.
Lois was about to open her mouth and tell Chloe to stop trying to guilt Sam into staying, when she got a text message and looked down at her cellular, smiling when she realized it was from her boyfriend.
Lois Lane had a boyfriend.
He was two years older than her, the age of Sam, and had graduated the same time as Sam as well, and was now working with John Winchester in his garage. Cody had managed to survive the interrogations and intimidating glares he'd been subjected to by the terribly overprotective Winchester men, and still wanted to be with her despite the restrictions John and Mary had put on them considering Lois' age.
The rest of the ride was silent, with the group finally making it to the house and the girls grabbing their bags and going into the house, leaving Sam to park the car in the garage.
"Hey mom!" The girls called in unison, entering the kitchen.
Mary Winchester turned from where she'd been chopping up vegetables. "Hey girls. Had fun at the mall?"
"No." Chloe shook her head, pulling herself up so that she was seated on the countertop. "Sam embarrassed me in front of the cutest guy in Lana's and my class."
"She was flirting." Lana felt the need to admit. "A lot." She stole a carrot from Mary's vegetables. "Just to bother Sam."
"Shut up." Chloe glared at her 'sister'.
"It's the truth. You don't even like Jeremy." Lana defended herself, braver now that Mary was there.
"Girls, stop it." Mary raised an eyebrow at them.
"Yeah, listen to mom." Lois announced, opening the fridge and peeking her head in, emerging with an apple in her hand.
"Whatever." Chloe mumbled, leaving the room the second Sam entered.
Lois sighed, shaking her head. "Kids these days."
Mary laughed, flicking the towel she'd had over her shoulder at the girl's bum. "Since when did you become so old?"
"Since I got a boyfriend." Lois replied imperially, before giggling and grabbing an apron. "So, what am I ruining for supper this time? Cody's coming over and I haven't given him food poisoning in a couple of months."
Mary smiled down at her. "And yet he keeps eating things he knows you have prepared, knowing he's going to get sick."
"He's a masochist, it's why we get along so well." Lois joked, taking the knife Mary had let go of and starting on the vegetables.
Lana got a call from one of her friends and sat down on a chair, giggling happily as they traded gossip.
Sam sighed and continued on his way.
Having excused herself from the table early on in the dinner, Chloe had climbed out of her bedroom window and made her way to the rooftop. The blonde hugged her knees to her chest and looked up at the stars, while tugging on the uncomfortably tight collar she'd worn since she was ten years old. She was worried, because as they kept growing, the collars were still the same size as when they'd been kids, and if things continued this way they were going to choke to death. Chloe was surprised that it had lasted as long as it had without strangling one of them.
She wondered if the upgrades had anything to do with it.
Laying back down on the roof, Chloe closed her eyes. Every six months the collars beeped and lit up, receiving data from Grandfather's organization.
It was a reminder that despite the four years of relative peace and happiness, that they weren't free.
He was still out there, biding his time.
Hearing shuffling and a muffled curse, Chloe opened her eyes and watched as Sam climbed up after her, coming to sit next to her. "You still need to work on your stealth."
He smiled, obviously remembering the reference to the time he'd stolen into the hospital to keep her company.
Chloe liked his smile.
She sighed and looked up at the sky.
The blonde knew that she was being a brat, that Sam always put her first and that it had cost him a lot of good relationships and such, but she couldn't help but be spoiled in this one thing. From the time she'd been an abused ten year old Sam had had a special place in her heart because of how gently he treated all around him, and these four years had only proven to her and her 'sisters' that the whole Winchester family were incredible-but Sam had always been special for Chloe and he always would be.
She was so scared at the thought of him leaving.
Sam was her anchor, he was her guide and her protector.
He made her feel safe and grounded.
If he left-she'd be like a boat adrift on the sea.
She didn't want to lose him, but knew that he deserved a life, deserved a girlfriend who didn't break up with him after a maximum of three months because he spent more time with and made Chloe's wants and needs a priority over theirs. Sam deserved to have that great college experience. He was incredibly intelligent for someone who hadn't been experimented on as a kid, and he'd gotten a full ride to Stanford. He deserved to go and become the greatest lawyer known to man.
She knew that.
Chloe just wished she could go with him too.
"Have you ever had sex with any of your girlfriends?"
Sam choked on his saliva, nearly losing his balance and tumbling off the roof. "What?"
"You're eighteen, you've had four girlfriends." Chloe turned to him, curiously. "Have you ever had sexual intercourse with any of them?"
"This isn't something that should be discussed with a fourteen year old." He declared, clearing his throat.
"Lois tells us about her and Cody." Chloe frowned in confusion.
Sam's eyes widened. "They've had sex?" He suddenly glared. "Cody and I are going to have a long conversation later."
Of course they'd had sex. "That's the reason people get together, isn't it?" Chloe frowned. "They find themselves chemically compatible, and their bodies go into heat."
Sam colored, palming his face. "Chloe..."
"Why is it so embarrassing for people to talk about this sort of thing?" The blonde wanted to know, unable to understand this. "It's something natural, and from how popular it seems to be, quite enjoyable."
"We are not having this conversation." Sam brought his hands to his ears. "I'm not hearing this."
"Was it with Sarah? Your first time I mean. She was the nicest. I liked her."
"Chloe!" He snapped. "I am not talking about this with you!"
She glared at him before looking away, folding her arms over her chest.
Silence reigned between them.
Finally, Sam sighed. "Why are you asking about this all of a sudden, Chlo?"
She gazed at the little dipper. "You're leaving, Sam. Who do I ask when you're gone?" She frowned in worry as she turned on her side to look at him. "I have realized that I depend on you to a near unnatural degree."
He smiled. "I don't mind...when you're not being a brat."
She smiled back. "I wish I could go with you."
"Why don't you?" He asked, surprising her. "Come on, don't look so shocked Chlo. You have an IQ that Einstein would have been jealous of. You could have started college when you were ten brain-wise, you're only staying in high school now because you want to keep Lana company in classes."
It had always been her, Lois and Lana, the thought of branching away from them had never crossed her mind.
It was impossible.
She looked at him, smiling sadly. "I'm going to miss you, Sam."
He reached over and ruffled her hair. "Don't give me reason to worry more about you girls while I'm gone?"
"Can't promise that, but I can promise to try."
His smile was tender. "That's good enough."
"Sir?" He stood, waiting.
Grandfather reviewed the data before looking up, a smile upon his face. "It's time."