Title: Be Careful What You Wish For
Pairings: Sam/Chloe, Dean/Carmen, John/Mary, Clark/Lana, Lois/Flavor of the Week
Sequel to: Beware Of The Merman
Series: Special Children Series
Disclaimer: Don't own
Summary: Sam always wished that he'd met Chloe without superheroes, demons, or angels involved. He'd always wished that they could have a normal life together, with normal problems, and now a mysterious stranger is giving him just that. But what price is to be paid for having a normal life?
Written for my Paranormal25 150 Prompt Table. Prompt #113: Metachoric Experience.
He sat inside the car in the garage, lights off, covered in complete darkness, trying to understand how this had just happened. He'd seen his dream life crumble into a total nightmare, and yet he could understand it all completely. Without the situations they'd had to go through in their other life, Chloe and him hadn't been able to build the bond they had in his world. Here they only had love and friends in common, as well as an obsession for their jobs. This Sam hadn't had his family ripped from him viciously from childhood, hadn't spent years yearning for familial love and protection, hadn't spent years wishing for a family of his own. So that was why, when he had it now, this Sam hadn't known how to appreciate what he had.
Sam just couldn't understand how he could be so different in this world.
Had the trials and tribulations really changed his path of life and character this much?
And if his wish hadn't included Chloe as his wife in his fantasy world-would they have even gotten together?
"No, you wouldn't have." That voice announced.
Sam jerked, looking to the passenger's side of the car to see the stranger sitting where Chloe had an hour ago. "You."
"You would have married Jessica, and divorced three years later." The stranger ignored his hiss. "You'd have married three more times before finding a girl who understood your work ethic, and didn't mind you being away from home because she could spend the money."
Sam glared at the stranger. "And in this world? What happens next?"
"You two will try your best to make it work, but in the end you'll divorce, and eventually find someone else. The both of you will be happy, be able to stay friends for Tristan, and live the rest of your lives as normal people do."
"Tristan?" Sam whispered.
"Your son." The stranger explained. "You're going to name him Tristan."
"It means sad." Sam whispered.
The stranger paused, before sighing.
"I-I picked the name, didn't I?" Sam leaned heavy against his seat. "I was in charge of the name if it turned out to be a boy."
The stranger remained silent, just letting him think.
"Who is it?" Sam suddenly asked, remembering something. "Do I know him?"
"Your son? Of course." The stranger scoffed. "As I said, you and Chloe will remain close friends despite the divorce. You'll see your son frequently, and you'll be a great influence in his life. He'll become a lawyer, just like you."
"No I didn't-I meant, who does Chloe marry?" Sam growled.
If Chloe was able to remain close friends with him she'd obviously gotten over him completely.
Because she'd fallen in love completely for this other person.
"It doesn't matter who she marries." The stranger sighed. "Shouldn't you ask whom you are going to live with?"
Sam noticed that he apparently never remarried. "No. I want to know who stole my wife."
"Alexander did not steal your wife." The stranger frowned. "She was single a full year before he began courting her, taking his time this time."
"This time? When did this Alexander-?" Sam's eyes widened before narrowing. "She marries Lex Luthor?" He fought the urge to grab the stranger by his shirt and shake him. "He raises my kid?"
"Like his own." The stranger replied with a smile. "Even after they have Julian, and the twins Lillian and Moira, Alexander never treats Tristan any differently." He eyed Sam intently. "This is a happy future, Sam."
"It's not happy for me!" He snapped, banging the heel of his palm into the steering wheel. "I lose my wife and my son!"
"Had this been your true future you never would have even met her." The stranger reasoned. "Your father would have died of a heart attack as well. But in this future, you not only have Chloe and your child in your life, but you have John as well, and Mary. You have everything you feel you need to be happy."
"This is not-this isn't-this isn't what I wanted." Sam closed his eyes tightly, fighting the emotion. "Chloe was made for me, don't you understand that? She was made specifically for me. Azazel knew that there was something about that baby girl which made her perfect for me. For my happiness. She's mine. Without her I can't be happy."
"Yes, you can." The stranger urged. "You don't have that tie with her in this world. Or in any other. You are not forced to be obsessed with her for your own happiness."
Sam snarled. "I'm not obsessed."
"Yes, you are." The stranger countered. "You're basing everything on the fact that you have that one girl in your life. You're not even giving the thought of this future a chance, despite my promising you will be happy, because she won't be your wife. Humans want happiness. They crave it. And yet all you want and crave is her. It's an obsession of the darkest kind, created by your blood ties and the darkest magics Azazel spelled on you two as children. But in this world, this world you won't have it. You won't be bound together by the demon that destroyed your life. You won't crave her with every breath of your body, won't feel that agony chewing you from inside and driving you insane and homicidal when she isn't near. You won't need her to be happy, to have a future, to live."
"Take me back." Sam ordered.
The stranger flinched. "Think this over, Sam. Don't make a rash decision based on your emotions."
"In my world Chloe only left when she was kidnapped, or when she made a deal to free my brother from hell." Sam snarled. "She wouldn't just leave me because she was tired and didn't want to fight for our relationship anymore. That is not my Chloe."
"No. Your Chloe has the same darkest magics on her, the same tie of yours. Both of you are servants to your need to be together, both of you have no true free will." The man urged. "You can free the both of you."
Sam's eyes narrowed. "Was it you who kidnapped Chloe? Is this what happened to her those three months she can't remember? Am I going to go home and have no memory of these two weeks and everyone will be worried about me?"
"No." The man frowned. "I did not take Chloe. That was the job of someone else."
"Why?" Sam grew alert. "Who took her and what did they do to her?"
"She's the road to your perdition, Samuel Winchester." The stranger sighed. "They were making sure of it."
Sam's eyes narrowed.
"And the moment you truly embrace her, completely, you will start walking down that road. And there will be no way back once you start." The stranger was imploring him. "So I'm giving you a choice. I'm giving you a chance. Free yourself from your destiny. Free yourself from your bounds. Free yourself from this path, from her...and another will walk the road in your stead."
"I want to go back home." Sam leaned back against his seat, looking ahead of him at the darkness. "I've made my choice. Take me back."
"Think this over."
"I have." Sam closed his eyes tightly. "Take me back."
There was a sigh.
And then pain.
When Sam opened his eyes, it was to chaos.
Ruby grabbed her demon killing knife and shoved it into the back of someone's head, lights exploding in the meatsuit before it fell lifelessly to the ground.
Out of the corner of his eye he saw movement and turned his throbbing head to see Chloe, eyes white, pinning a demon to the wall, watching as the demon screamed before it and the vessel disintegrated into nothing but ashes.
Sam breathed out a breath of relief.
He was back home.
Brushing her hands together, Chloe turned to Sam and then flinched, looking away for a second before raising a hand to shield her gaze. "Sam? What's going on?"
Ruby turned towards Sam and hissed, turning away and holding her eyes while crying in pain.
"Ruby!" Lois rushed to her. "What's wrong?"
"He's...glowing...it hurts." Ruby whimpered.
"Glowing?" Lois sent Sam a look, confused, before leading the demon out of the house quickly.
"What glow?" Dean asked, coming up with Cas. "I don't see any glow."
Sam stood, slowly.
Cas' eyes widened, looking at Sam in shock, before hurrying towards him. "What did He say to you?"
"What? Who?" Sam frowned, confused.
"The Lord." Cas whispered, eyeing Sam over quickly. "You have residue of my Father's grace surrounding you. Only people who have been in His presence have shone like this."
Chloe finally reached them, still shielding her eyes slightly. "You were with God?" She looked away, eyes obviously bothering her. "What did he
"And why wait until you got knocked out during battle to come pay a visit?" Dean wanted to know.
"He's been in seclusion for so long...if He has come to you it must have been for something of the uttermost importance." Cas announced. "What did He have to say to you?"
Sam turned to look at Chloe, who was still wincing, and by now had closed her eyes tight, hand up to shield her from him. "He opened my eyes."
"To what?" Dean blinked, confused.
Cas also looked up, holding his breath.
Sam grabbed Chloe, and yanked the squeaking girl to him, before drawing her even closer and kissing her for the first time.
The other world hadn't counted.
Chloe squeaked in shock, eyes flying open...and then those same eyes fluttered closed and she kissed him back, just as hungrily as she reached up to curl her arms around his neck.
Dean turned to Cas. "God wanted him to kiss her?"
Cas just watched, suspicion etched on his face.
Sam didn't care as he kissed her deeper, claiming, accepting, not caring if they were like this because of 'darkest magics and spells', because they were, and that was all that mattered to him.
The rest be damned.