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What Is 8/? 
3rd-May-2009 10:19 pm
shadowglove88


Title: What Is
Sequel to: What Could Have Been
Fandom: Smallville/Supernatural
Pairings: Chloe/Dean, Lucy/Bart, some Chloe/Oliver
Rating: T-M
Disclaimer: I do not own Smallville or Supernatural
Summary: When Dean finally finds Chloe in the real world, nothing is as he'd expected it to be, and nothing is as it seems at first glance either. This Chloe is nothing like the one he was married to in the dream world---but he's only more fascinated with this version of her. How can he let go of her now that he finally found her, even if she IS supposedly married and expecting?


Chloe gasped, sitting up in her bed.

“Shhhh, everything’s okay.” Dean smoothened, a damp cloth pressed against her forehead.

“Are you okay, Cuz?” Lucy asked from the other side of the bed.

Chloe was confused. Dean, Lucy, Lois and Sam were in her bedroom, she was in the bed, it was early evening, and the ghosts were all around her. Everyone was worried.

Why?

And then it all came to her.

Ollie.” She turned to Lois, desperate.

“No one knows anything.” Lois whispered, understanding the questions Chloe just couldn’t get out. “The jet crashed in one of the densest, most remote part of the Amazonian jungle. From what the news said, it might even be a part of the jungle previously unexplored.”

Lucy hugged a pillow to her chest, tears welling her eyes. “Bart hates flying. He—he likes to have his feet on the ground…” She then began to cry, bottom lip trembling. “No one knows if they’re dead or alive!”

Chloe looked at the window. “Yes. Someone does.”

Lucy jerked her tearful gaze to her cousin. “Chlo--?”

Lois gasped. “You can’t be seriously considering what I think you’re considering!”

Sam frowned, looking from Chloe to Lois suspiciously. “What? Who would know?”

“Azazel.” Chloe responded.

“Oh hell no!” Dean snapped, going to his feet. “You are not summoning the bastard here!”

“He has power over Reapers, he will know if they’d taken lives of anyone who’s important to me!” Chloe fought back, narrowing her eyes at him. “I have to ask him!”

No, you don’t!” Dean growled. “You are not putting yourself in danger because you’re impatient! You don’t know what that thing will ask in exchange for the information!”

“Yes.” Chloe’s voice was dead. “I do know what he’ll want.”

Dean’s hazel eyes narrowed. “I’m not letting you do this.” He sat back down next to her, as if threatening to keep her in bed forcefully if he had to.

“Dean’s right.” Sam announced, eyes just as hard. “You are not summoning that thing.”

“You two have no say in this!” Lucy snapped, standing up. “Those are our men down there! If it was your father in that crash you wouldn’t have any problem with summoning Azazel!”

“Yes we would.” Sam and Dean replied seriously at the same time.

Sam continued, face seriously. “Even if it were about mom we wouldn’t summon that bastard.” He turned to Lois. “You have to realize that this is the wrong thing to do.”

Lois looked away, hugging herself. “If John was in that plane, you mightn’t summon Azazel, but I would.”

Sam shook his head and looked away, clearly disappointed.

Chloe, realizing that the boys weren’t going to change their minds, sighed and lowered her head. “I guess, I guess I don’t have a choice.”

Dean’s face relaxed slightly.

Chloe’s sharp gaze then rose violently towards Frankie and she nodded.

The teenaged ghost grinned before picking up the lamp and smashing it down on the back of Dean’s head, before levitating the other and smashing it down on Sam’s.

Lucy screamed in surprise at the loud sounds and at the Winchester brothers thudding to the ground, knocked out.

Rose tsked at the broken shards all over the room.

Lois sighed, looking from one brother to the other. “I guess it couldn’t have been helped.” She turned to Gregory and Darwin. “Take them to the human panic room and then all of you get to yours.”

Gregory and Darwin nodded before each grabbing a Winchester and dragging them away, the other ghosts hurrying to help them and get to safety.

Lucy wiped at her eyes, standing shakily, before turning to Chloe. “They’re going to be so pissed with you when they come too.”

“I know.” Chloe whispered as she stood and took in a deep breath, dreading what was about to come. “Keep an eye on what’s going on through the security monitor, but if I give you the signal you turn it off immediately, got that?”

Lucy gulped.

Lois nodded. “Be careful, Baby Cuz.”

“What fun is that?” Chloe gave a weak smile before turning her back on her cousins. “Now get in the panic room with the Winchesters. Give the buzz when you’re in and secure.”

Nodding, the Lane sisters hesitated a second before rushing out to do as said.

Clenching her trembling fists, Chloe went to the window and looked out, running her thumb restlessly over her wedding ring.

Oliver? Are you okay? You’re alive, right? You can’t be dead…

A loud buzz rang throughout the mansion.

Bringing the ring to her lips in a solemn kiss, Chloe took in a deep breath, gathered her courage, and did the one thing she’d sworn to herself and to Azazel that she’d never ever do.

She summoned him.

Azazel.” She called, clearing her throat and trying again. “Azazel, come on, I know you can hear me. I’m calling you, come if only to gloat that you were right and I ended up doing it.”

There was nothing.

And then the lights in the room flickered, the smell of rotten eggs filled the air, and something flickered before her. In the blink of an eye Azazel appeared before her, smirking. “You make me sound so childish,gloating over such a trivial matter.”

Chloe folded her arms over her chest. “You know why I called you. You know what I’m going to ask you.”

“But it wouldn’t be any fun if I didn’t make you ask.” The demon announced, obviously amused with the situation.

Narrowing her eyes at him, Chloe decided to humor him. “Oliver’s jet went down. Is he dead? Are Jimmy and Bart okay?”

“Ah, yes, your little spouse.” Azazel opened his mouth to say more when he paused, confused, as if sensing something, before looking in the direction of the panic room, as if, even from this distance, he could sense it, could sense something. “He’s here. How…how convenient.” He then grinned, yellow eyes flashing. “I’m suddenly in a much better mood so let me give you this. There are survivors from the crash, some are badly injured and won’t last the night in the jungle.”

“Are Oliver, Jimmy and Bart alive?” Chloe asked again, not in the mood for his games. “I want a direct answer.”

“Now, first you call me from my very busy schedule and now you’re making demands of me?” Azazel asked, circling her, still amused. “I came, I answered---somewhat. I’ve been a very good boy, don’t you think?”

“You know what I think about you.” Refusing to give him her back she turned as he did. “Do you really want me to verbalize it?”

And he was grinning wider. “Is that how you treat the one person who would tell you if your dear husband is alive---or the one who could convince the reapers assigned to this case to let it remain that way?”

“Oliver’s alive.” Chloe whispered, reading between the lines, feeling a moment’s relief before she remembered Jimmy and Bart. “Just tell me this, are Jimmy and Bart alive?”

Azazel grinned. “Now the rest comes with a price.”

She froze, wincing, having known this would come. Her gaze went to the hidden camera in the room motioning with her hand swinging from side to side in front of her neck for Lois to turn off the feed. The blonde waited for a couple of minutes before returning her attention to Azazel. “What do you want?”

“You know what I want.” He whispered, coming towards her, intent.

She looked away, flinching.

“How much do the lives of the remaining two mean to you?” He asked softly, running his fingers over the skin of her cheek.

“Two?” She gasped, turning to look at him in horror.

“Alas, our dear Jimmy Olsen did not make it.” Azazel announced in mock sadness. “And Mister Bart Allen will not make it passed the night if you don’t start making some smart moves.” His smile was pure evil. “Your husband must be praying to God for help at this very minute. Unfortunately for him, The Big Guy Upstairs isn’t as nice to come and visit those who call on him, unlike me.”

“I’ll do it. Once. But I’ll do it.” Chloe whispered, head lowered. “Make sure those Reapers stay away from Bart and Oliver, and I’ll do it.”

He grinned. “I always knew you had a price.” With a snap of his fingers he’d disappeared, but she knew not to hope that he’d be gone forever. He’d only disappeared to find the Reapers and warn them against touching Oliver and Bart and then----.

“Did you miss me?” Azazel asked, grinning as he reappeared.

“Just get this over with.” Chloe sneered.

“That’s my girl.” The demon grinned before bringing her to him and kissing her. To anyone watching this would seem just like the demon taking advantage of her, they wouldn’t be able to see the fact that Azazel had bitten deep into his own tongue and was pushing the blood that flooded his mouth into Chloe’s.

The taste of demon blood entered Chloe’s mouth and she wanted to gag, to throw it out, but he held her tight, made it inescapable. It was either swallow or drown, and her desire to live outweighed her better judgment. The blood seemed unending as it flowed down her throat like sickly sweet honey straight from the comb.

She struggled against Azazel, head ringing, dizzy, knees buckling under her. Strength faded from her limbs and she found herself grabbing onto him to keep from falling completely. She tried to fight the effects of the blood inside of her, but she was too tired, too weak.

And then the ebb of blood lessened until Azazel pulled away, grinning at her, yellow eyes pleased. “Show them to me.”

She looked away with the little amount of strength she had left.

Show them to me!” Azazel hissed, shaking her.

Fury built inside of her and Chloe jerked her gaze back at him, narrowing her eyes, feeling the change. Her strength was returning drastically fast, along with the fury, the anger, the viciousness.

He grinned and let go of her. “Lovely.”

Chloe’s gaze went to the mirror and she flinched when she saw the black eyes glaring back at her. “Don’t get used to it, Azazel. As soon as your blood goes through my system my eyes will be back to normal.”

“You just don’t get it, do you?” The demon asked. “Your blood is my blood.”

“Don’t say that!” She snapped, growling, her fingernails going black in her fury, in her desire for blood.

God.

She hated it when this happened.

The darkness in her, the hunger, it was augmented 1000 times with just a taste of his blood.

“You need to accept who you are, accept what you are.”

“I have.” She narrowed her midnight eyes. “I just don’t think that what I am makes who I am. I am not you, Azazel. I’m not yours either. I don’t belong to you, and you can’t force me to do anything.”

“Soon,” The demon whispered, smiling. “I won’t have to. You’ll do it all on your own.” And with that he disappeared.

Going to her door, Chloe ran the bolt through it to keep anyone from coming in, and then she went to the large vanity, looking at her demonic eyes. Clenching her fingers she ignored the way her nails left scratch marks on the cherry wood, unable to look away from herself...

…From what she was slowly but surely turning into…no matter how hard she fought it.

You did it for Oliver---for Bart.

Grabbing the vanity’s mirror frame, Chloe screamed in fury and impotence as she tore it off and threw it away from her as hard as she could.

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Lucy was pressing a bag of ice against Dean’s head when he came too. She smiled at him weakly. “Hey.”

For a moment he was confused, and then his eyes narrowed. “Stay the fuck away from me.”

“Look,” Lucy sighed, pressing the ice bag against his head harder. “That wouldn’t have happened if you hadn’t interfered. Chloe---she needed to do that. Bart---.”

“She summoned the demon who has power over her thanks to the deal her mother made!” Dean snapped, sitting up despite the splitting pain in his head. “You really would put her at that risk for yourboyfriend?”

Lucy looked away, guilty.

Dean cursed and stood up.

The youngest Lane turned to look at him, frowning. “Where are you going?”

“I’m going to find Chloe and throw her over my knee for siccing her ghost on me.” Dean growled, turning to leave.

“You’re not going to be able to see her.” Lucy called after him, satisfied when he turned towards her. “She’s locked up in her room, and you’re not going to get in. And it’s a good thing too. You don’t want to be near Chloe right now. She’s---she’s kinda violent.”

He snorted, pointing to his head. “No shit.”

“No, you don’t get me.” Lucy growled, standing. “Look. Dean, I like you, you know that, but there’s stuff you don’t know about my cousin. She’s not the woman in your dream world, okay? Her life here is completely different, and she’s trying to do the best she can despite the circumstances.”

“What are you talking about?” Dean asked, suspicious, suddenly noticing something. “Where’s Sammy?”

“Lois is looking over him. She needs the distraction.” Lucy whispered, looking away. “Jimmy’s dead.”

Dean frowned. “Azazel told Chloe that?”

Lucy nodded. “Bart’s really badly injured, and Oliver’s not well either, but they’ll make it.”

“Because Chloe made a deal?” Dean hissed. “Did she make a deal for them?”

“No.” But Lucy knew she didn’t sound convincing.

Dean growled and stormed towards her, grabbing her arms and shaking her. “Did she make a goddamned bet with that fucker?”

No!” Lucy cried out in pain. “She didn’t make a deal with him! She doesn’t have to! She is the deal, remember?”

Dean let go of her, eyes narrowed. “Then what aren’t you telling me?”

The sound of something breaking caught their attention.

Lucy winced. “It’s just Chloe.”

Dean turned his back on her. “That sounded like something heavy.”

“It was probably her vanity table.” Lucy winced harsher when another loud smash could be heard. “And that’s probably the television console.”

“How could she break those things?” Dean asked. “They’re heavy.”

“It’s the demon blood. It makes her stronger for a couple of hours.” Lucy replied without really thinking, eyes flying wide in horror when she realized what she’d let slip.

What?” Dean turned on her, snarling.

Lucy gulped, feeling fear, realizing that it wouldn’t be smart to lie to him now. Sorry Chloe. “Demon blood. Azazel’s blood. He made her drink it in return for telling the reapers to stay away from Oliver and Bart. She----she’s drunk it three times before. When Azazel appeared the first time to my cousin he tested Chloe by, well, he had one of his minions possess a man and sent him to rape her.”

Dean went still in horror.

“Chloe----Chloe barely got away.” Only by unintentionally activating her killing power. “She was nearly dead by the time she got away, and Azazel, who’d been in the background watching the whole time, forced his blood down her throat to keep her alive.” Lucy looked away, clenching her hands in anger. “Two other times he’s come close to killing her only to force the blood down her throat and keep her alive that way. We used to think that Chloe couldn’t die, but we realized that there are certain situations that will kill her, and he knows of them all and has used them against her to debilitate her and force his blood down her throat.”

Why?”

“I don’t know.” Lucy whispered, truthfully. “All I know is that this is the first time she drank it of her own will, and it was because that was the only way to keep Oliver and Bart alive.”

“Damned stupid woman!” Dean growled, turning and storming out of the room.

It was obvious where he was going.

“Dean! Don’t go!” Lucy called after him, but he wasn’t listening, disappearing out of the door.

Sighing, Lucy sat down on the bed and looked at the pack of ice in her hands, feeling guilty that despite all the horrible things happening she was just so happy because she knew Bart was alive.

Come back soon. She closed her eyes. I need you.

 

Comments 
4th-May-2009 03:32 am (UTC)
oh wow... very intense chapter!

*needs more*
4th-May-2009 03:47 am (UTC)
Will try write more soon :D
4th-May-2009 03:49 am (UTC)
awesome!!
4th-May-2009 04:55 am (UTC)
holy crap! that's a dark turn of events, and yet totally amazing. since i'm officially addicted to this fic, i really really hope you can update soon! it always makes my day =)
4th-May-2009 12:39 pm (UTC)
I felt this story should be a bit darker, so glad you liked!
4th-May-2009 05:51 am (UTC)
Firstly, yay, you made my day with an update. Second, omigod, Ollie's alive, yay! Thirdly, yikes. Really don't like this whole demon deal thing Chloe's got going on. But you've got me hooked my friend.
4th-May-2009 12:39 pm (UTC)
Yikes indeed! lol
4th-May-2009 05:54 am (UTC)
Yay for this! :D I dunno, after the last episode with Sam... I needed this.
4th-May-2009 12:40 pm (UTC)
Well, glad I could be of some service! :D
4th-May-2009 06:26 am (UTC)
Love it!
4th-May-2009 12:40 pm (UTC)
Great! :D
4th-May-2009 06:35 am (UTC)
wow poor chloe having to put up with the yed . dean is so mad at chloe but i hope he will soon understand . PPMS
4th-May-2009 12:40 pm (UTC)
Dean probably would NEVER understand it. Even if it were HIM in danger he wouldn't want Chloe to do something like that.
4th-May-2009 06:45 pm (UTC)
Okay. Seriously, forget Ollie, Dean and Sam. I want to see Bart kick her ass for this. I want to see Bart totally override everyone else to tell her that he's disappointed and that he'd rather be dead than have her giving Azazel what he wants.

We all know Sam, Dean and Oliver are going to be pissed about this. I just want Bart to be the one who really blows up over it.

You'll do what you'll do and it'll be better than what I'd probably do, but I had to put in my two cents.

Also, Frankie was waiting for that forever, wasn't he? He's totally gleeful he got to beat Sam'n'Dean up.
4th-May-2009 06:48 pm (UTC)
Yep, that was Frankie's dream come true. He didn't like the Winchesters much since the beginning and that Chloe ASKED him to do it? HEAVEN! lol
5th-May-2009 05:24 am (UTC)
Holy frack!!!

I so didn't see this coming!!!

Can't wait for more.
5th-May-2009 01:08 pm (UTC)
Will try not to make you wait long then!
7th-May-2009 04:43 am (UTC)
This is a great story. Dean and Chloe have such chemistry. I've been checking to see if you've updated *pouts
Give us something soon, please.
7th-May-2009 01:14 pm (UTC)
lol, will update soon.
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