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Mothman 3/3 
20th-May-2009 02:53 am
wee!chullivan


Title: Mothman
Fandoms: Smallville/Supernatural
Pairings/characters: wee!Chlam, Dean, Moira, John
Rating: T
Disclaimer: I do not own Smallville or Supernatural
Summary: 12 year old Chloe Sullivan has grown up hunting with her mother and learning the more obscure arts to help Moira, who unlike John, doesn't think the fact that her daughter is 'special' is necessarily a bad thing. When John and Moira are hunting the same creature it finally brings the two family of hunters together for the first time since the children began hunting with them, and Chloe meets 16 year old Sam for the first time. They easily strike up a friendship, and when their parents get captured by the creature they were hunting, its up to Chloe, Sam and Dean to work together and save them before they become the next victims.
Note:  Written for My Paranormal 150 Prompt Table  PROMPT of the day: #52. Tarot Cards


Moira and John had had to be left in the hospital overnight, and Dean had only been able to get out because his injuries were less and he had to look after Chloe and Sam. And in looking after Chloe and Sam, Dean meant sleeping his ass and medicine off in his own room.

That left Chloe and Sam in Chloe’s motel room, and Sam had fallen asleep, exhausted, on Moira’s bed.

Chloe knew that her mother had asked her not to do anything in front of Sam or Dean out of respect to John and his wishes, but she’d been bored and Sam looked like he was truly dead to the world.

Grabbing her bag Chloe rummaged through it before pulling out her deck of tarot cards, a gift of one of the witches in the coven, and pulled off the rubber-bands securing the deck together.

Shuffling the cards idling in her hand she did a little experiment Marissa, one of the younger witches, had shown her. Usually you couldn’t and shouldn’t read yourself because your own wishes and thoughts got in the way of the interpretation, but Marissa swore that she would read herself this way and the readings always came out right.

It was worth the try.

It wasn’t as if she had anything better to do.

Pausing, Chloe looked around the room before her green gaze went to Sam and they narrowed as she remembered the way the mothman had stopped its path towards the boy---had even taken a step backwards.

For a moment the color of Sam’s eyes had darkened as he glared into the creature’s eyes, and something from him had called to her strongly.

The 12 year old frowned before bringing the deck to her forehead and closed her eyes, concentrating on the question.

What is the meaning of that connection? How does it affect us?

Pulling the deck from her forehead she began to shuffle the deck and cut it twice before picking three cards, placing them face up before her.

“What are you doing?”

Jolting in surprise, the cards fell out of her hand, mixing with the ones she’d been about to read. Chloe looked towards Sam, realizing that he was lying on his side watching her warily.

Hadn’t he been fast asleep like two seconds ago?

“I---I was going to read the cards.” Chloe announced, grabbing the cards and shuffling them once more, nervous now.

Her mother was going to be so pissed when she realized how careless Chloe had been.

“You can read Tarot Cards?” Sam asked slowly, sitting up. “You’re a witch?”

“No, I am not a witch.” She announced, eyes on the cards. “I just happen to know some of their useful tricks.”

“Is this what you did to find the entrance to the cave?” Sam sat up, eyes narrowed. “Is that why dad didn’t want me to stay? So I wouldn’t see you using witchcraft?”

“Yeah.” She nodded, deciding that she was in trouble already and letting him know a little more couldn’t get her into worst crap. “About the Craft part. But I didn’t read the cards, I dowsed.”

“Dowsed?” Sam frowned. “You searched for water with a stick shaped like a Y?”

She made a face at him. “I Pendulum Dowsed, or used pendulum divination to find the location on the map.”

Sam tilted his head slightly in confusion. “Isn’t that scrying?”

“People get confused with that a lot, but it’s actually pendulum dowsing.” Chloe explained, continued to shuffle the deck of cards carelessly. “Scrying is actually a magic practice that involves seeing things physically in an object, usually for the purpose of obtaining spiritual visions and more rarely for divination or fortune-telling. The objects most used are reflective, translucent, or luminescent substances like crystals, stones, glass, mirrors, water, fire, or smoke.”

Sam blinked. “Wow. You really know about this stuff, huh?”

She grinned. “Well, mom’s sent me to stay in the coven for a couple of years now every summer, and I’ve picked up some things.”

“Your mom sends you to stay with witches?” Sam gasped. “Why?”

Because the demon blood in me has changed me and there are things I need to know that she can’t teach.

But of course she couldn’t tell him that. “They are white witches. Harm To None and all that jazz. Plus, a little knowledge never hurt anyone.”

Famous last words.

Looking up, a little unnerved by his silence, she noticed Sam’s blue/green eyes on her cards.

She tilted her head to the right and grinned. “You’re interested, aren’t you?”

“Huh?” He looked up, blinking. “No. I---no. I---.”

“Do you want me to read you?” Suddenly the prospect was enchanting and exciting.

“I wouldn’t know what to ask.” Sam announced, looking away.

“That’s okay, I’ll find the question to your answer.” Grinning, Chloe pounded the bed in front of her, and that grin grew when Sam slowly left Moira’s bed to join her. “Shuffle and cut them until you feel comfortable, until you feel its ready.”

Looking down at the cards in his hands and then towards the door, as if expecting Dean and John to storm in and catch him red-handed, Sam took in a deep breath and returned his attention to the deck, shuffling and cutting the pack methodically.

Chloe smiled at the look of concentration on his face.

He really was cute.

“Okay.” Sam finally announced. “I feel like its ready.”

“Good now I want you to draw six cards, one at a time and put them down in the order I tell you.” Showing him the close to a cross symbol, Chloe watched each card as he placed them where she’d instructed, and when he was done she frowned, going to sit next to him to get a better look of what he’d drawn.

“How is this supposed to guess my questions or whatever?” Sam asked skeptically.

Chloe raised her hand to silence him, eyes still on the first card. “The first card shows your perception of the current situation. Interestingly enough you drew the King of Swords.”

“Why is that interesting?” Sam asked, looking at the card as if trying to find the meaning to it as well.

“Well, it’s interesting because the King of Swords represents a critical man in authority, who’s word is law, his decision final.”

Sam winced, looking away.

He’d obviously figured as well that the card represented his father and his control of his life.

“The second card is another view of the situation.” She glanced at the card. “You drew the Fool.”

“That doesn’t sound good.” He grumbled under his breath.

“Well, the Fool represents youthful folly, innocence, someone blinded by ignorance.” Chloe pulled a strand of hair out of her face and behind her ear. She kinda thought this might be her mom’s perspective.

“Its because of dad.” Sam said in a soft, serious voice. “I know he’s keeping things from us and it kills me! He prefers for Dean and I to not know, and I think he’s trying to keep up safe in our ignorance but he’s doing the wrong thing.”

Chloe opened her mouth, then closed it. This wasn’t her family. It was John’s right to tell his son the secrets he was keeping.

There was a moment’s silence.

Sam sighed. “What’s the third card for?”

“It’s the answer to the question. It’s what you need but have denied yourself or just haven’t seen.” She responded, and knowing the situation a little better, she believed it to be the latter. “Seven of Wands. It means valor, winning against the odds, overcoming opposition, getting on top of your troubles.”

“I need valor? Are you calling me a chicken?” He sounded amusedly offended.

“No, I’m not saying anything.” She tore her gaze from the cards to smile at him. “The cards are telling you that the answer to your question is that you need to be brave and have a strong spirit to get through.” Her smile turned tender. “And considering the fact that you came to save me from that creature with just your bare hands---you’re on the right road.”

For some reason Sam’s eyes widened and he looked down, blushing.

Looking away, blushing slightly, Chloe concentrated on the next card. “Aha. The Hidden Question. What you’re really asking.” She froze as she realized just what card it was.

Sam turned to look at the deck once more when he realized she’d gone silent. “What is it?” He frowned at the card. “It’s the moon.” The 16 year old turned to look at her, wary. “What does the Moon Card mean? Is it bad?”

“N-not exactly.” Chloe stammered before looking at him, eyes narrowed. This answered some of her own questions and yet brought up so many more! She’d thought that due to the repression of his demon blood and abilities he’d been living a normal life---well, as normal as the son of a hunter could, but this card… “Sam, can I ask you a question?”

He seemed wary, but nodded nonetheless.

“Do weird things happen to you sometimes? Things---things you can’t explain? Things that frighten you a bit sometimes?”

Sam’s eyes widened for a second before he looked away. “No.”

He was lying.

Chloe returned her attention to the card, the tip of her forefinger tracing the design of the moon. “The moon symbolizes dark forces, nightmare, illusion, hidden fears, and danger overcome through intuition.”

“Nightmares?” Sam asked softly.

She nodded but didn’t look at him, heart beating rapidly. Green eyes closed.

She knew his secret question.

His demon blood was waking up slowly, making him more in tune with things he didn’t understand, and it scared him. He wanted to know what was happening to him but…

John should tell him! I should----. But she’d promised her mother.

Chloe took in a deep breath. “The next card represents what needs to be given up, changed, or destroyed.” She tapped the card in question. “Four of cups…It means that discontentment or depression might cause you to lose a golden opportunity. It means you have to stop being weary of what’s been bothering you. It means…it means…”

It means you have to accept it or something bad might happen to you. You have to accept the demon part of you and all that it brings.She bit her bottom lip to keep that part silent.

But Sam didn’t seem to need her to say those words, he just nodded and took in a deep breath. “Go on.”

“The last card represents what needs to be built or created.” Chloe murmured, intrigued by the card. How more straight forwards and to the point could an answer get? “You drew the Strength card. It symbolizes fortitude, courage, energy, success and self-discipline.” She looked up at Sam. “You have a lot of work ahead, Young Mr. Winchester.”

Sam was silent, frowning.

For a moment she thought he might be angry with her.

“And if I do this? If I---if I let go of the weariness and stop fighting it?”

Chloe shuffled the deck and drew a card, blinking at the one in her hand. It was the Ace of Cups. “If you do it’ll be the beginning of true emotional happiness. You’ll have a new love or rekindle your true love. You’ll have joy, contentment…and fertility.” She waggled her eyebrows teasingly at him. “You dog.”

Sam chuckled softly at her before going serious once more. “And if I don’t?”

Sighing, Chloe drew the card and winced. It was The Tower. “If you don’t, your future is nothing but catastrophe waiting to happen. Repossession, ruin, adversity, calamity---this card means all this and more.”

Sam winced and looked away, expression serious.

Chloe gave him the space he needed by concentrating on gathering the cards once more and shuffling them idling before binding them in the elastic bands once more and placing them in her bag.

There was a knock on the door and then it opened, showing Dean in the doorway, wincing in pain. “My painkillers are shit. I can’t sleep anymore because of the throbbing.”

“I have some Ibuprofen.” Chloe announced, reaching for her bag once more and pulling out the case. “It’s strong and it’ll keep the inflammation down as well. Why don’t you lay down in mom’s bed and take these while Sam gets you some water?”

Dean winced and limped towards the bed before laying down.

Chloe sat down on the edge of the bed and ran her hand softly over the bandage on his arm, where he’d gotten scratched brutally. “That might scar, but chicks dig scars and war stories so you shouldn’t worry.”

Dean grinned at her.

She grinned back at him.

Sam slammed down the glass on the bedside table next to them.

Chloe jumped and sent Sam a questioning glance, wondering why he was annoyed again.

Dean grinned knowingly at his brother before turning to the blonde girl. “Chloe, could you please feed me the tablet? My hands hurt a lot.”

“You’re such a baby.” She whispered, popping the cover of the case of tablets and bringing two of them to Dean’s open mouth. The blonde then took the glass of water and with an arm behind Dean supporting him, holding the glass to his lips until he’d finished.

She then lowered him back to the bed and grinned into his face.

Dean sent a sideways glance to Sam and grinned devilishly before returning his attention to Chloe. “I’ll have to marry you when you’re older as a thank you.”

Chloe hear a low growl and turned to look at Sam in confusion, wondering why his eyes seemed to have darkened slightly like they had when staring at the mothman. “Sam?”

He jerked up at his name, his gaze turning back its natural shade. “Yeah Chloe?”

“Nothing.” She hesitated for a moment before shaking her head and smiling to him. “It’s nothing. Just my imagination.”

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A couple of days later their parents were discharged from the hospital, and Chloe stood next to her mother by their 4x4, saying goodbye to the Winchesters. Moira spoke with John a little to the side but the younger generation didn’t notice, talking to themselves.

“So you guys think you’ll be able to survive without me?” She wanted to know, looking from one to the other with a teasing smile.

“Somehow we’ll manage.” Dean mocked.

Sam just smiled at her. “I’m going to miss you, Chloe.”

“Oh god, we’re going into a chick-flick moment, aren’t we?” Dean worried.

“Shut up.” Chloe laughed before reaching forwards and hugging him, not too tightly though since he was still injured. She then turned to Sam and hesitated only a second before throwing her arms around him and burying her face in his neck. “I’m going to miss you too, Sammy.”

Sam’s arms went around her as he hugged back, his nose in her hair.

“Oh break it up you two.” Dean teased.

Chloe didn’t notice the glare Sam sent his smirking brother as she pulled away.

“Dean, Sam.” Moira announced as she turned to them. “It was good seeing you both again.” She placed her hand on Chloe’s shoulder. “Lets go honey.”

Chloe nodded and turned to leave, before hesitating and turning back around, going up to Sam and grabbing the front of his shirt and jerking the surprised boy down to her height, bringing their lips together.

Something electric came alive inside of her, shocking her slightly painfully.

Chloe let go of Sam and cleared her throat, ignoring Dean, John, and her mother. “That was for jumping a mothman for me.” And with that she turned and got into the car, refusing to look back, blushing scarlet.

Moira bit her bottom lip to keep the teasing grin off of her face as she started the engine and they drove away.

“Mom please.” Chloe groaned in embarrassment as her mother began to giggle.

“My baby’s had her first kiss!” Moira exclaimed with a laugh, reaching over and ruffling her daughter’s blonde hair.

Groaning, Chloe leaned her forehead against the window and sighed, smiling softly to herself.

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Sam was still shocked stiff long after the car had disappeared from sight.

John looked on silently, a slightly disturbed expression warring with an amused one.

Dean was grinning brightly. “Dude!”

“Huh?” Sam asked, finally getting out of his trance long enough to turn to his brother. “What do you want?”

“You finally had your first kiss---and you were ravaged by a 12 year old!” Dean cackled, wincing slightly at the pain when he did that.

“Be glad you’re injured, or I’d hurt you.” Sam mumbled darkly.

Hearing a crackle coming from his jacket, Dean made a face and reached into his pocket. There was something there that hadn’t been there before. It was a box of Trojan condoms in a small plastic bag, with a note attached.

Practice safe sex you idiot. Who knows what those human toilets you pick up have. Remember that you’re indirectly sleeping with everyone they’ve ever slept with, and I do NOT mean that in any kinky orgy-ish way you pervert.

Dean blinked, realized what Chloe had done while hugging him, and burst out laughing. “I love that girl!” He exclaimed, running his hand over his short hair and unable to stop laughing. “She even got me the ones made for extra endurance!” He snickered in disbelief and amusement. “Don’t even want to know how she got her hands on these.”

John was now fully amused. “She’s an interesting girl, isn’t she?”

“That’s your future daughter-in-law dad, mark my words.” Dean announced, pocketing the box of condoms happily. “If Sammy doesn’t marry her, I will.”

“You’re such an idiot.” Sam growled as he stormed away to their room.

Dean had noticed the blush though.

His brother was so easy to read and torment.

Dean grinned and turned to his dad. “Mark my words.”

John was silent, thoughtful, as he watched his youngest enter their motel room and slam the door behind him.

Dean wondered for a moment why John looked so thoughtful, then he shrugged and patted the condoms in his pocket as he whistled innocently and walked away towards the bar around the corner.

What sort of ungrateful fellow would he be if he let a gift go to waste?

 

 

 

Comments 
20th-May-2009 08:12 am (UTC)
OMG, I love Dean in this! And jealous Sammy! Awe! So cute! And I absolutely adore Moria as well! ;D Excellent job.

will there be a sequel???
20th-May-2009 07:59 pm (UTC)
I'm seriously considering a sequel.
20th-May-2009 08:23 am (UTC)
both sam and dean rocked in this . so did chloe. it was really nice to read a chloe without clark to bring her down . i am wondering will you be writing more of this? if so i can not wait .
20th-May-2009 08:01 pm (UTC)
Yes, but if I do it'll probably stay AU with her not going to Smallville, or if she does, it wouldn't be the same as the series.
20th-May-2009 08:29 am (UTC)
LMAO! so cute, and ominous! brrr! CHloe is awesome as well as her mom! I loved that fic!
20th-May-2009 08:02 pm (UTC)
It was so hard to read! I know almost nothing about tarot but I tried!
20th-May-2009 08:31 am (UTC)
Best chapter ever!! Loved the kiss and Moira's reaction and I especially loved the condoms, so freaking funny. I hope you write some more in the verse as I would love to see what happens when they all meet again when Chloe is older. My mind is being overrun with extremely smutty thoughts *grins*
20th-May-2009 08:04 pm (UTC)
Well, if I did a sequel it'd be before Sam goes to Stanford, so Chloe would be sixteen and him 18. Glad you liked the condoms...
20th-May-2009 12:03 pm (UTC)
that was great - so great i have a stupid grin on my face haha. i will now start my mantra for a sequel. there will be a sequel, right?
20th-May-2009 08:04 pm (UTC)
Wow. You have a sequel mantra? Really? lol
20th-May-2009 07:41 pm (UTC)
Really loved everyone in this.
Should absolutely be a sequel where everyone's older?
20th-May-2009 08:06 pm (UTC)
I'm so glad how much people love this! I'm considering the sequel.
20th-May-2009 08:11 pm (UTC)
That would be wonderful!
I love all of your SN/SM crossovers, you've got personalities down really well.
20th-May-2009 09:09 pm (UTC)
My favourite part of this was definitely Dean ribbing Sam. Also, the condoms! Awesome story.
20th-May-2009 09:14 pm (UTC)
I enjoyed writing the dean parts....and the condoms! lol
21st-May-2009 01:12 am (UTC)
You should most definately make a sequel. Your characterizations of Chloe, Sam, and Dean are wonderful! I'm actually glad Clark didnt/wont show up (which is weird since Chlark was my first SV pairing). I have to say I love the ending the most though. I can't help but grin when picturing a feisty 12 year old Chloe laying one on Sam.
(sorry about any spelling problems...im trying to read and review while watching American Idol)
21st-May-2009 02:15 am (UTC)
Thanks for reading and reviewing. Since this is an AU on if Chloe had never gone to Smallville Clark will have to remain out of the story, plus I kinda feel that he'd ruin it somehow.
21st-May-2009 01:34 am (UTC)
I know I should actually tell yo how awesome you are, but . . . well . . . How *did* Chloe get the condoms?
21st-May-2009 02:16 am (UTC)
Don't ask....Don't tell! *laughs*
21st-May-2009 03:30 am (UTC)
Pure perfection. Gah! Loved it so much. Way to lay one on him, Chloe! Rowr. and I loved Dan in this story. Sigh. Lovely.
21st-May-2009 03:48 am (UTC)
Yay! Glad you like. Am actually writing the first chapter to the sequel to this...
21st-May-2009 06:33 am (UTC)
Awww...jealous Sam is so cute!

“You finally had your first kiss---and you were ravaged by a 12 year old!”

LOL!!! I love how Deam torments his little brother!
21st-May-2009 12:08 pm (UTC)
I know, he loves it.
21st-May-2009 06:36 pm (UTC)
Awesome!!

More jealous Sam and Dean just kept pushing his buttons!! And Chloe planted one on Sam!!!
21st-May-2009 07:28 pm (UTC)
Dean, I just see him tormenting his little brother like that :D
24th-May-2009 03:08 pm (UTC)
Absolutely loved this one to bits. I am a huge fan of AR's especially when you keep them in character. Its fun to see two differents sides of these 'special kids' when they're raised differently. I wonder if John had been honest with his two boys from the beginning how things would have turned out.

Awww, chloe kissed him! too sweet, and than I laughed so hard discovering what she slipped dean. Awesome!
25th-May-2009 12:22 am (UTC)
Sam would have been AMAZING if John had accepted him and gotten him to train. But John---sighs....
15th-Oct-2014 03:17 am (UTC)
Really interesting
I love seing Moira like a normal person and Chloe like a special child :)

Chloe and the boys had amazing moments, funny and important
4th-Jun-2015 05:12 pm (UTC)
Go Chloe! I really like this one. I can't wait to read the next one! Thank you!
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