Sequel to: Mothman
Pairing/Characters: Chloe/Sam, Dean, Ava, Andy, Lana, Pete, Shawn, Diana, and mentioned past Whitney Fordman/Adam Milligan
Summary: A lot has happened since 18-year-old Chloe Sullivan last saw Sam Winchester. She now has new hunting partners, new friends, and a new monster on her hands. After a chance reunion, Sam and Dean most come to her rescue, and Sam and Chloe's mutual attraction blossoms amidst the newest hunt. But who's hunting who?
Note: Written for My Paranormal 150 Prompt Table
PROMPT of the day: #142. Writer's Choice: Wendigo
The Sullivan household was a great party.
The adventure of the young survivors was on national news, had been playing over and over again the last couple of days on CNN with a mention on BCC due to the horrific amount of bodies found in that mine. Andy, Ava, Lana, Pete Dean, Sam, Whitney and Chloe were being referred to as the “Black Pointe 8” or the only people to have ever escaped the “Black Pointe Cannibal” as the media was referring to the wendigo.
Sam and Dean were staying for a couple days at her home, and her father (who had never met them before) was enjoying their company. He especially kept an eye on Sam though, probably was his spidey-senses telling him that there was something more between Sam and his daughter despite the fact that both had been on their best behavior since getting back.
And now that Lana was let out of the hospital, cast on her foot, everyone was having a ‘thank god we survived’ party at the Sullivans. Gabe had had to do some things at work so everyone could talk openly and freely about the truth of what’d happened in Black Pointe forest. Moira didn’t keep it secret how much she wished she’d been on the hunt.
Beers and laughter filled the house, and while Pete and Lana were very new to this whole hunting deal they were very interested, and while Ava, Andy and Moira shared hunting stories the two Smallvillians shared stories of surviving something they called Meteor Freaks.
It was all interesting, but Chloe was distracted. Dean and Sam were out back talking to their father on the phone (he’d seen them briefly on the news and was pissed at that ‘exposure’) and Whitney was nowhere to be seen.
The blonde stood and went to the front porch, not surprised to see her friend sitting on the steps, looking down at his feet. While he was friends with them he wasn’t comfortable with the supernatural, so it only made sense that the moment the discussion went to hunts he’d disappeared.
“Hey you.” Chloe announced, coming out and sitting down next to him. “How’ya feeling?”
Whitney took in a deep breath and turned his head in her direction. “A little drained, I think.” He admitted ruefully. “I mean, we’ve been back for three days and only now has the ‘jet lag’ come down on me.”
But it was more than that.
“What’s really bothering you?” She asked, sharp gaze on him.
“You know me too well.” Whiney half complained, half smiled, pulling out his cellular and showing it to her. “Ever since we got back I’ve been fighting with myself. I want to call him, but my pride’s constantly getting in the way.” He paused before continuing, hurt. “And he must have seen the news, he knows what I went through, but he hasn’t tried calling me. Not even to say ‘glad you weren’t eaten alive’. That says something.”
Chloe sighed, placing her arm around him and resting her head against his shoulder. “I don’t know what to say.”
“I know. But thanks for being here.” Whitney responded softly. “I think---maybe I should just give up and get on with my life?”
“It won’t be easy.” Chloe warned. “You really liked this guy for a long time.”
“Why won’t you just lie to me for once and tell me I’ll forget about him overnight?” Whitney snorted.
Chloe chuckled softly. “It’ll be easy and you’ll forget about him overnight.”
There was a moment’s silence. “Liar.”
The two of them turned to look at each other and then they burst out laughing.
“So,” Whitney announced when they stopped laughing. “How’s things with you and loverboy?”
Chloe pouted. “He hasn’t even tried to kiss me since we got back. We basically know we like each other, but he’s not doing anything about it.” She folded her arms over her chest childishly. “I think I’m going to have to force myself onto him again.”
Whitney bit the inside of his mouth, but it couldn’t hide the amused smile on his face. “At the rate that this is going you’re going to end up raping that kid.”
“I know.” Chloe groaned, covering her blushing face with her hands. “It’s annoying!”
“Well, it’s your fault. If you wanted a guy who’d ravage you senseless you’d have gone with the elder brother.”
Chloe made a face. “No thank you.”
“You could do worse than Dean.” Whitney grinned. “Too bad he’s as straight as they get. He kinda reminds me of Adam.”
Chloe raised an eyebrow. “Down boy.”
“I know, I know.” Whitney chuckled, obviously amused with the whole situation.
Sighing, Chloe looked up at the clouds in the sky. “Their father’s ripping them a new one right now, and I bet Sam’s going to be leaving soon. And yet nothing.” She growled. “I get that he’s a gentleman and all that---.”
“---But you’re not exactly a lady.” Whitney pointed out, not meanly.
“Exactly!” Chloe exclaimed in agreement, throwing her hands in the air in frustration. “I wouldn’t mind it if he caught the slut flu from Dean just this once!”
“Have you ever thought of telling him this?” Whitney offered.
Chloe pouted. “He couldn’t take it. He’s a goodygoody-twoshoes.”
“I don’t know about that.” Whitney announced, looking down at his feet. “He has that same darkness in him you do.”
Chloe turned to look at Whitney in surprise. “Huh?”
“Well, you, Ava, Sam and Andy might have the same demon’s blood in you, but Andy and Ava don’t have that same darkness in you that you and Sam do.” Whitney responded slowly. “Sure, they have some darkness in them, we all do, but you and Sam have more. It’s visible in your eyes.”
Chloe blinked, surprised by this news. “Really?”
Whitney nodded. “I’m not saying you’re evil, because you’re not, but you have a darkness inside that’s strong and a part of you. I think the monsters you hunt feel it too, and I think it’s that darkness in you that calls to them.”
Chloe frowned, thinking about his words. “So you’re saying I’m darker than Sam.”
“A lot darker.” Whitney responded truthfully, one of the things she loved about him. “Its probably why you can connect so easily to the darkness within the monsters.”
She hugged herself. “That’s scary, Whit.”
“Sorry, I---I didn’t mean to---.”
“No, it’s scary because you’re making sense.” Chloe responded. “Mom always had me practicing and using the abilities the blood gave me, but what if you’re saying is true, then she might have just opened me up completely to the darkness inside of me, the darkness of the power in that blood.”
“I freaked you out.” Whitney sighed, apologetic. “I’m sorry.”
“No, you really gave me something to think about.” Chloe whispered.
A taxi stopped in front of their home and someone got out, but the two didn’t pay any attention, just looking worriedly at each other.
Then someone cleared his throat.
Chloe looked up and frowned in confusion at the young man standing before her. He was a little taller than her, willowy thin, with short blonde hair, blue eyes, and had a soft sprinkling of freckles across the bridge of his nose.
He was really cute, and was looking at them nervously. “Hi.”
Not sure who he was or why he looked familiar, Chloe turned to Whitney to ask him, when she saw the expression on his face.
Whitney’s blue eyes were wide in surprise, his lips parted slightly. “Adam?”
Chloe’s eyes widened as well as she turned to look at Adam Milligan.
Oh my god.
“I---I knew you wouldn’t a-answer my phone call a-after our last conversation.” Adam’s nervous gaze was strictly on a shell-shocked Whitney, and only now did Chloe realize he was shouldering a heavy looking dufflebag, fumbling with the strap nervously as he spoke. “B-but I saw you on the television and I—I—I,” he cleared his throat and looked away, blushing before taking in a deep breath and returning his gaze to Whitney, eyes narrowed, determined. “I messed up, I messed up badly, I-I know that! But no matter how selfish this makes me I’m not going to lose you! Realizing how close I was to you dying and---I’m starting MetU.”
Whitney was just silent, blinking, looking absolutely shocked. “What---what exactly are you saying, Adam?”
“I—I’m moving to Metropolis and I’ll win you back.” Adam replied bluntly.
Chloe’s eyes widened even further and she grinned as she turned to look at Whitney. Say something you idiot!
“How did you know I was here at Chloe’s?”
Not THAT! Chloe wanted to smack her forehead.
Adam looked down at his shoes. “I went to your dorm first and your roommate gave me this address.”
How cute! Chloe cooed as she looked from a blushing, stammering Adam to a shocked Whitney.
“Where are you staying?” Whitney finally asked.
Adam grinned brightly. “Close to you actually.”
“Why don’t you show Whitney your place?” Chloe asked, standing up and pulling her friend along before pushing him down the rest of the stars and grinning at them. “Have fun!” And with that she entered the house quickly and closed the door, not giving Whitney any choice in the matter.
Pride be damned.
That guy had just moved across states to be with him.
It was damned romantic.
“What exactly are you doing?” An amused voice asked as she peered curiously through the peephole in the door, watching as Whitney and Adam began to walk away together.
Twirling around with a guilty expression on her face, Chloe came face to face with Sam. “Whitney’s ex boyfriend just moved here days after his high school graduation to live here and he’ll be starting in Met U when it opens up next semester. He told Whitney he’s going to win him back. He’s real determined.”
Sam blinked and went to the window, looking out at the two boys walked away together. “So that’s the ex boyfriend.”
“Yeah.” Chloe nodded quickly, joining him by the window. “Isn’t he so cute?”
Sam snorted. “I’ll just take your word for it.”
Chloe grinned and turned to look back at him before turning completely. “So, how did things go with John?”
Sam frowned, letting the curtain slide back into place. “He still treats us as if we’re kids who can’t do anything right if he isn’t always over our shoulders supervising us. Like we don’t have brains of our own.”
“That bad, huh?” She winced, placing a hand on his arm.
“Yeah, but I’m used to it.” Sam sighed, gaze lowering to her arm. “You know, when I was eighteen I had an out. I got a full-ride scholarship to Stanford, but I decided to stay and hunt with Dean.”
“Why?” Chloe asked. Not that she really could say anything. She hadn’t exactly gone to college either, most of her time spent hunting.
“Well, if I hadn’t known about my blood I probably would have taken the scholarship.” Sam admitted, running a hand through his silky locks. “But I do know, and I’m glad I did. Since I was sixteen Dean and I have been hunting basically by ourselves, because dad couldn’t accept me or the abilities I was developing. He said that I would turn evil and he’d have to kill me.”
“He said what?” Chloe gasped, horrified beyond words that a parent could say that to their child.
“Dean stood up to dad for the first time ever that time, saying that I was a Winchester and I wouldn’t turn evil, even if I was developing ‘freaky ass’ powers.” Sam continued with the narrative. “Dad asked him if he was truly willing to ‘risk it’. Dean looked at me in silence before turning to dad and telling him ‘yes’. It’s been mostly Dean and I ever since.”
“I’m sorry, Sam.” Chloe whispered, taking a step and going in his arms, hugging him tightly, resting her cheek against his chest. “I can’t even begin to imagine how that must have been like for you. Mom----she’s always been very accepting of me and what I am. She’s always encouraged me.”
“I’m glad.” Sam whispered, his arms coming around her tightly, his breath against the top of her head. “You’re pretty incredible because of it.”
“Right. Me incredible.” She snorted, amused. “Sam, you haven’t been doing this as long as I have but you sensed that wendigo waybefore I did. You’re stronger, and if you’d been trained to develop it the way mom trained me, from the moment I was a toddler---you’d be amazing.”
He was silent.
Chloe respected his silence and just enjoyed being in his arms.
“Dad told us about a hunt down in Michigan, so we’re leaving tonight.” Sam spoke softly.
Chloe did her best not to resent John Winchester more than she already did, but it wasn’t working. “You’re leaving?”
“Yeah. We have to. Those people sound like they’re in real danger.” Sam said, but he tightened his hold on Chloe. “I don’t want to go, but we have to.”
“I don’t want you to go either.” Chloe admitted, breathing in his scent. “But I understand that you need to.” She smiled softly. “At least this time you asked me for my number.”
Sam chuckled. “And I plan on calling you, a lot, so be warned.”
“Duly warned.” She grinned cheekily before breathing in his scent. “I like the way you smell, what is that? Cologne?”
“No. I don’t really use artificial scents.” Sam sounded embarrassed.
“You mean you smell naturally this edible?” Chloe asked.
There was silence.
Frowning, wondering if she’d been too direct and had made him uncomfortable, Chloe tried to pull away slightly so she could look up in his face but found it virtually impossible as he tightened his grip on her, keeping her plastered against him.
Chloe’s eyes widened as she ducked her gaze, blushing.
Silence remained between them.
There was something throbbing against her abdomen.
Grinning mischievously, Chloe pressed harder against it. So I do affect Mr. Winchester. She bit her lip to keep from giggling when Sam hissed and went still. This is fun.
“Chloe.” His grumbled darkly, warningly. “I’m trying to---.”
“And I’m trying to change your mind.” Chloe cut in.
There was a moment’s silence before he chuckled hoarsely and lifted her chin so that she was looking in his face.
Chloe gasped as she saw eyes that’d bled black due to arousal staring down at her before he bent and caught her lips with his own, captivating her with the possession of his mouth. Sam’s grip on her tightened as he raised her up so that her feet were off the ground and he wasn’t bending anymore.
She’d never considered herself skinny or lightweight, but Sam was holding her as if she didn’t weigh a thing.
Chloe lost herself in the kiss, hands burying themselves in Sam’s hair, tangling with his locks, keeping his head still as she took control if only for a moment, unleashing her pent up desires and plundering his mouth.
“Oh God!” Sam groaned hungrily into the kiss and then he’d regained control, his hands sneaking under her shirt, trailing possessively up the skin of her back.
Whimpering at the overload of feeling, Chloe nearly missed it, but then she realized that she wasn’t being held up by Sam anymore, he was only caressing her with abandon.
She was floating in the air at the perfect height for him.
The blonde nearly broke the kiss to try and understand what was going on, but then she remembered Sam admitting that one of his newest discoveries was an uncontrolled form of telekinesis that happened when he was under stress or if his emotions were going haywire.
She was incredibly smug at the fact that her kiss was enough to do that.
A throat cleared.
Chloe nearly screamed as the concentration was broken and she began to fall downwards, but Sam grabbed her and pulled her to him on time.
Both, red faced and panting slightly, turned to look at Ava, who was grinning with dark amusement at them, arms crossed over her chest. “I usually would just walk away and pretend I didn’t see anything but I got a vision of Gabe coming in on you two going at it like bunnies and him chasing Sam around with a gun, I have no idea how it got in his possession. So I thought I should just warn you two.”
Sam’s blue/green eyes widened and he put Chloe down, clearing his throat and looking away, fixing his hair, obviously embarrassed and not willing to let her father realize upon seeing him that he’d been minutes away from taking his daughter, the angelic apple of his eye, against the front door.
“For what it’s worth, it was about time.” Ava told him. “I was sure she was going to have to rape you or something.”
Sam shot the snarky brunette a horrified look before turning to look at Chloe curiously.
Chloe was fixing her shirt and skirt and hair, and chose to ignore the look. “Thanks for the warning Ava.” They had been right in front of the front door, and her father, who swore that she was still a virgin, would have had a heart attack if he’d walked in on what Sam and Chloe had been doing.
“Uhm, yeah.” Sam mumbled.
Ava chuckled evilly, looking like she wanted nothing more than tease Sam to death, but she sighed and looked over her shoulder. “Dean said that someone named Bobby called and to ask you to come find him in the back yard. Apparently it’s important.”
“Thanks.” Sam murmured, walking passed her ad going in search of his brother, still blushing scarlet.
Ava bit the inside of her mouth to keep from laughing, yet let it out when Sam disappeared outside. She then turned to Chloe, eyes sparkling with mischief. “You go girl!”
“Shut up.” Chloe laughed, hearing her father pulling into the driveway. She motioned to Ava upstairs and they headed towards her room. “So have you and Andy decided on a hunt as yet?”
As much as she loved Ava and Andy, Chloe knew that hunting as best done in twos, and from the beginning she’d known that this time would come. She’d taught them everything she knew, and it was time to test their abilities in a hunt with only the two of them.
They would make an amazing hunting team.
“Well, well, there’s a case in New Jersey, haunted house, dozens of dead people.” Ava announced. “Andy wanted to try something a little less dangerous for our first hunt without you, but my visions are telling me we have to go there.”
“Then that’s where you go.” Chloe announced as they reached the top of the stairs and turned, heading towards her room. “Remember you’re a team, don’t try going off on your own to play hero, and if there’s anything you don’t know or understand call me.”
“Oh, I will.” Ava announced seriously. “So keep your phone charged.”
Chloe grinned at the joke. If Andy didn’t keep putting her phone to charge for her it’d be eternally dead.
As they entered Chloe’s room they heard the front door opening and Gabe calling out to everyone that he’d returned.
Ava and Chloe exchanged a look and giggled as they closed the door behind them.
“I feel like a mom about to send her kids off to college.” Chloe admitted ruefully.
“We’ll be fine.” Ava grinned.
“I know.” Chloe smiled back. “I’m real proud of you and Andy, you two know that, right?”
“Oh god, you’re going to get all teary and emotional, aren’t you?” And yet Ava was snickering good-naturedly as she reached over and hugged the other girl. “We’ll be back before you know it, and you’ll be busy anyway, Pete asked your mom to teach him the basics of keeping safe from demons and such.”
“Really?” Chloe asked in surprise.
“Yeah, I think the guy is a hunter in the making.” Ava admitted. “It’s kinda sweet the way he adores his girlfriend.”
“Yeah, I thought so too.”
There was a knock on their door and then Andy peeked his head in. “What are you two doing and why wasn’t I invited?”
“We were talking about the hunt you and I are going to do.” Ava responded, motioning to the blonde in their midst. “Chloe’s going through the whole empty nest syndrome.”
Chloe pouted at Ava but it was basically true.
“Really?” Andy asked before poking his bottom lip out and going to hug Chloe tightly. “Mama Bear missing her little cubbies already? Ifeel so loved!”
“You idiot.” Chloe hugged him tighter, telling herself she wouldn’t cry. She wouldn’t.
“Are you crying?” Ava gasped.
“No.” She totally was.
“Don’t worry about us, Mama Bear.” Andy pulled away slightly and pressed a kiss to her cheek. “I’ll take care of Vision-Girl---.”
“And I’ll make sure Silvertongue doesn’t get taken by some monster to make him its queen.” Ava shot back.
“Unpleasant images!” Andy complained. “I’m going to have to scrub out my brain now.”
“It was about time.” Ava grinned.
Chloe wiped at her tears and grinned at those two.
They were just so cute together.
“Okay, before this whole disturbing imagery was forced into my virgin mind,” Andy announced sticking his tongue out at a sniggering Ava before turning to Chloe. “I came because Dean and Sam got this call from some dude named Johnny---.”
“Bobby.” Ava corrected immediately.
Andy continued as if he hadn’t heard. “And they have to go to North/South Dakota…or was it North/South Carolina?”
“You suck at delivering messages.” Ava told him point blank.
“They’re leaving now?” Chloe whispered, frowning.
“Yeah, Sam asked me to find you.” Andy nodded.
And Chloe was out of the room and hurrying down the stairs, turning to go to the living room and through that to the back yard when she came upon Sam---who was talking to her dad.
Chloe blinked, coming to a stop.
She frowned suspiciously, looking from a nervous Sam to an analyzing Gabe.
“Hey guys.” She drew their attention towards her. “What’s going on?”
“Well, honey,” Gabe announced, not sure whether to grin or not. “Sam here just asked me my approval to court you.”
Chloe blinked, not sure she was hearing this right. “Huh?”
“Basically my first reaction too.” Gabe grinned. “I didn’t know kids these days still asked the girl’s dad.”
“They don’t.” Chloe pouted, crossing her arms over her chest and glaring accusingly at Sam. “They ask the girl.”
“You like him?”
She turned her surprised expression on her father. “Yeah.”
“You want him to, uh, court you?” Gabe looked like he was trying his best not to burst out laughing.
Sam was looking more and more embarrassed.
“Yeah.” Chloe nodded.
“Good. It’s settled.” Gabe turned to Sam and placed a hand on his shoulder. “You’re now officially dating my daughter. Treat her well and remember, a gentleman waits until there’s a ring on her finger and the vows are exchanged.” And with that not so subtle threat he grinned at Sam and walked away, humming the theme song to Family Matters.
Chloe waited until Gabe was gone before turning to Sam, amused. “You asked my father for permission to court me?” She couldn’t keep the grin off of her face. “What is this? 1642?”
Sam looked embarrassed but was still grinning. “I thought it would be better to let my intentions be known like this so maybe he’d be less inclined to run after me with his gun if he catches us next time I visit.”
She smiled. “You plan on visiting?”
“I thought that was obvious.” Sam smiled as he pulled her towards him and pressed a kiss to her lips. His face then fell. “Bobby, a friend of the family, called. Dean and I have to head towards his place immediately.”
“I know.” Chloe sighed. “But you promised to visit and call, so I’ll survive.”
“Thanks for understanding.” Sam whispered before his lips met hers, and their eyes closed.
They broke apart to see Gabe and Dean standing side by side, Gabe doing his best to look stern in that fatherly sorta way, and Dean barely restraining himself from giving his brother a large thumbs up in approval.
“We gotta go Sammy.” Dean announced before insinuating himself between Sam and Chloe on purpose and hugging the blonde. “Take care Chlo.” Hugging Chloe Dean turned and waved to Gabe before leaving.
Sam shook Gabe’s hand before turning to Chloe, and after a moment’s hesitation he swept her off her feet (literally) and kissed her to an inch of her life---in front of her father.
When he finally let her down Chloe was blushing, breathless, and grinning from ear to ear like a fool.
“See you soon.” Sam whispered before pressing a chaste peck to her lips and leaving as well.
Chloe went to the window and looked out of it, waving to Sam and watching as he and Dean drove away.
When they were out of sight she turned and paused when she saw her father looking gravely at her. “What?”
“Don’t get me wrong, Chloe, I’m glad you finally found someone you like.” Gabe placed his arm around his daughter and led her to where Moira and the others were talking about more mundane things now that he’d returned. “I just think, honey, that it’s time I sat you down and we had a serious talk about the birds and the bees.”
Chloe groaned in horror. “Dad!”
I don’t need that talk! I’m not even a virgin!
But of course she couldn’t tell him that!
“Now honey, just humor your old man. I know you think you know enough about sex because of television and the things your friends might talk about, but it’s a very important subject and I don’t think I can let you embark on your first relationship without letting you know the important facts.” He took in a deep breath. “Like contraceptives.”
Going green, Chloe let her father drag her away to face a horror worse than any monster she’d ever hunted, and she wasn’t sure she was going to survive this.
God, if You really exist, save me!