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1st-Dec-2009 08:37 am
Sam-geeks are sexy
Title: Faces In The Pool
Characters/Pairings: Sam Winchester, Dean Winchester, John Winchester, Chloe Sullivan, mentioned past Chlex, implied future Chlam
Fandoms: Smallville/Supernatural
Rating :T
Disclaimer: Don't own ANYTHING *cries*
Summary: When their father goes missing, Sam is resentful for being pulled out of his life in Stanford by his brother to go looking for the father who disowned him. But they find him at Chloe Sullivan's...and their father might have changed these last three years...
Written for my Paranormal25 150 Prompt Table. Prompt 139: Faces of Belmez.

“Why are we here?” Sam asked with a huff, hands in the pockets of his wind blazer, annoyed and impatient. He mightn’t have had the happiest life in Stanford, and yes, maybe he had been a little lonely…but this was so like his family to just burst into his life and want to try and dictate it after ignoring him for three whole years.

Just when he’d gotten control on his own life, Dean had arrived saying that their father had disappeared and was in trouble. Dean wouldn’t listen to Sam when he’d told him that he needed to study for the interview he had with a law school that Monday, instead dragging him out with the promise of getting him back Sunday night—or early Monday morning.

So Sam was pissed at his father, annoyed with his brother, and disappointed in himself for letting his brother drag him back into the life he’d run so far away from when he was eighteen years old.

“Because dad told me that if anything ever happened to him, to come here.” Dean answered with a glare, as if this should be obvious.

Sam frowned in confusion, looking at the very expensive home in the elite neighborhood. This was so not their father’s style, nor that of his usual friends. Who lived there and how did John Winchester know the person? “Are you sure he isn’t just with Adam?”

Dean’s face went dark. “I called, okay? He isn’t with him.”

When their father had told them both about their brother, he’d done so on the phone, and had hung up before either of them (who were on a three-way line) could blow up at him because of the news. Dean had refused to meet the other Winchester, refused to even acknowledge his presence, while Sam was taking time to try and digest the information.

He already had plans to go and visit the boy, though.

Adam was a part of his family, and since he wasn’t exactly on good terms with the family he already had, it was good to be on good terms with the little family he still had left.

“Can I help you?” A metallic, unclear voice unexpectedly spoke through the intercom by the door, causing Dean to jump in surprise.

Sam smirked in amusement.

Dean looked at the intercom as if wondering if it were possessed.

Rolling his eyes at his elder brother, Sam pushed passed him and leaned forwards, pressing the button. “We’re looking for a C. Sullivan. This is his house, right?”

There was a pause. “What relations are you to Mr. Sullivan?”

Dean, getting the gist of how the intercom worked, shouldered Sam out of the way and pressed the button, grinning. “Sully? We’re friends with him! We go way back!”

There was another pause. “Oh really.”

“Course.” Dean announced with a sureness that annoyed Sam most of the time.

Sam sighed and looked up to notice a small security camera above them zooming down on them, obviously checking them out and wondering the validity of Dean’s claims.

The younger brother looked around the posh neighborhood, unable to believe that his father really had any contact with someone who lived in a gated community with this much dough. It just didn’t make any sense.

Who was this C. Sullivan and why was he on John’s emergency list?

Green/blue eyes noticed something on the bottom ledge of the front door (one had to step up to head inside) and he noticed red brick dust sprinkled in a protective groove.

He blinked.


Maybe this person did know his father.

“Are you a friend of Clyde’s from yoga, badminton, or ice polo?”

Sam blinked.

Ice polo?

“Sammy here’s Clyde’s friend from yoga, you can tell.” Dean tapped his brother’s chest with the back of his hand. “I’m from ice polo.”

“I’m sure you are.” The voice was still static-filled and distorted. “Look up into the camera, I might have seen you before. You two look familiar.”

Dean looked up at the camera and gave his best ‘I’m harmless yet sexy’ grin.

Sam looked up at the camera, a little more wary.

The intercom died.

The brothers exchanged a look.

The door suddenly flew open to reveal a short, curvy blonde wearing nothing but a large towel, hair wet and sticking to her face and neck.

Dean’s expression turned lecherous.

Sam’s eyes widened, his mouth going dry immediately.

“Okay, so you’re not shapeshifters---your eyes were normal on the screen. So all I’m going to say is that there’s no such thing as ice polo, and when you come looking for someone, make sure you know the right sex of the person.” She snorted, looking completely unimpressed with both of them. “You know, when I saw John Winchester’s boys on my doorstep, I kinda was expecting better.”

Dean stiffened. “You’re C. Sullivan?”

Sam gulped as the towel loosened slightly.

She fixed it once more. “What do you think, Einstein?” She glared at them, not offering to tell them what the C stood for. “So? What are you doing here?”

“We’re looking for our father…” Sam started.

The blonde looked a little more impressed with them. “How did you know he was here?”

“He’s here?” Dean asked.

She didn’t look impressed anymore. “So what have you been doing all this time? Knocking on the door of every number in his emergency list?”

Dean cleared his throat and looked down.

The blonde shook her head. “How disappointing.”

“Chlo? Who is it?” They could hear their father inside. “Chloe?” John asked, appearing at her back, wearing only a towel, placing his hand on her shoulder before looking up, eyes widening as he recognized his sons. “Boys. What…what are you two doing here?”

“What are we doing here?” Dean asked in a rare moment of rebellion and anger. “What are you doing here? You’re not answering our phone calls! We thought you were in trouble!”

John narrowed his eyes. “I don’t have to answer to you! If I remember right I was the father here!”

“I just missed studying for a very important interview with the law firm I’ve been wanting to intern with since I started Stanford---to come and look for you!” Sam snapped, forgetting about the blonde and stepping furiously towards his father. “At least show some gratitude!”

John narrowed his eyes, mouth opening to say something that Sam knew he’d want to knock him out for.

To the surprise of everyone, Chloe Sullivan smacked John Winchester up the back of his head. “Stop being such an ass, John.”

John turned to her, glaring.

“Wow. Scary.” She deadpanned, motioning behind her. “Why don’t you go cool off in the pool before you say something stupid like you usually do when you’re angry?”

Sam and Dean were shocked stupid when John did as told, storming away.

Shaking her head at him, Chloe turned to them, eyebrows raised. “So. You want a beer?”

They nodded, entering the house, more than a little intrigued at the young woman who could order their father…and hit him…while remaining alive and untouched.

She seemed completely at ease with them as she led them through the ridiculously posh home to the kitchen, which had three fridges…one filled with pure alcoholic beverages.

“I have a lot of friends that come over and they like to get drunk. Pick your beer of choice.” Chloe announced unapologetically, the towel falling loose from her body and pooling to the ground.

Sam nearly tripped.

Fortunately, or maybe unfortunately, she was dressed in a strapless one-piece swimsuit.

Dean snorted in amusement as he noticed Sam’s disappointment.

Chloe reached passed them and grabbed a beer, using a cap remover to get rid of it and take a sip. “Feel free to roam. If anything breaks I’ll just bill it to John.”

She then turned and began to walk away.

Sam forgot about the beer, hurrying after her. “Uh, so, how do you know our father?”

Taking a swig of the beer, Chloe gave him a look. “Work. I was on a hunt, John was on a hunt, we thought each other was the hunt, and then the hunt hunted us.” She chuckled. “It was a complicated hunt, as you can tell.”

Sam smiled with a nod before looking around at the mansion. “So you hunt…but you can live like this?”

“Oh, I don’t hunt full time, I’m actually a journalist at the Daily Planet.” Chloe admitted. “Even if I did hunt full time though, I’m one of the many ex Mrs. Luthors, so I’d be able to afford it. I’m the only ex who didn’t press for a huge divorce settlement…and the one who got the highest settlement to date…and I have an allowance…don’t ask.”

“Luthor?” Sam frowned. “As in Lionel Luthor?” He’d been reading up about the many cases brought up against him that had been dropped.

“No, Lex Luthor, his son.” Chloe announced, with another swig of her beer. “I’m wife number four if I remember right. Though, well, we both kinda knew it was doomed from the beginning, but we had a good go at it. It just wasn’t meant to be.”

They followed her out to the pool area, where John could be seen surfacing, pulling off his snorkeling mask and looking at her. “There’s even more, Chlo.”

She frowned. “I just don’t get it.”

“More what?” Dean asked.

“Faces.” Chloe answered. “There’s faces on the tiles at the bottom of my pool.”

Sam and Dean shared a look. “Faces?”

“Yeah, at first it really wasn’t noticeable until I drained the pool to have it cleaned, and then I noticed the faces…and every day there were more and more of them. I decided to do some research on the place and I found out that this whole complex was built over an old Indian burial site.”

“That’s never good.” Dean winced.

“So what did you do?”

“Well, I had this whole place excavated. We found bodies everywhere. It was morbidly fascinating.” Chloe took the last swig of her beer and put down the empty bottle before reaching for her snorkeling mask and putting it on. “We got rid of all the bodies. But now even more faces are appearing.”

And with that she dove into the pool.

Sam turned to Dean.

The sandy blonde was already down to his boxers and cannon-diving into the pool, heading to the bottom to examine the faces closer up without the use of a snorkeling mask.

The chlorine was going to kill his eyes later.

“Dude.” Dean announced as he surfaced. “It is freaky!”

Sam snorted. “And that’s saying something considering your line of work.”

“I know.” Dean agreed, before turning to his father. “So you’ve been checking this out for Chloe all this time?”

John nodded. “Yes. She was worried that it might be a curse. But I don’t think so. I just think it’s the dead wanting to be remembered. And maybe thanking her for giving their bodies a respectful burial.”

“So you don’t think a hand will reach out, grab my leg, and try to drown me one night while I’m swimming?” Chloe asked, pulling off her mask, eyeing him.

“Nah.” John shook his head. “I’ll do a consecration and protection ritual around the pool though, if it’d make you feel better.”

“It would.” Chloe smiled gratefully at him before swimming to the steps and climbing out of the pool. “And while you boys do that, I’ll start dinner.”

A look of ecstasy crossed John’s features.

“I haven’t had home cooking before.” Dean muttered as he watched her go, before turning to his father, eyes narrowed. “She’s old enough to be your daughter.”

John gave him a glare. “Chloe is just a friend.”

“Right.” Dean snorted, grabbing Chloe’s discarded snorkeling mask and diving back down to get another look at the faces.

Sam and John were left in uncomfortable silence.

The younger Winchester reached for the half empty beer Dean had forgotten and finished it to give himself to do.

John finally cleared his throat. “Thank you.”

Sam turned to look at his father in surprise. “What?”

“I told you something very selfish when you told me that you wanted to go to Stanford, and yet you still came looking for me when you thought something had happened to me.” He took in a deep breath. “So I’m sorry. I didn’t---I didn’t really mean it when I told you that if you went to Stanford to never come back. I---“ he looked up at Sam. “I just worry about you, Sammy…you being there all by yourself.”

Sam gave his father a small, incredulous smile, before shaking his head. “How much of that was Chloe’s wording?”

He had a feeling Chloe knew all about them.

John chuckled, swimming to the steps. “About more than 75 per cent of it.”

“I figured.” Sam laughed, smiling genuinely for the first time since he’d left that motel to go to Stanford. His gaze went to the home, where Chloe could be heard singing loudly and slightly off-key from the kitchen. “She seems like a really nice person.”

“She is.” John announced, sitting on the edge of the pool, feet in the water. “She reminds me of Mary. I think---if we’d had a daughter---she would have been like her.”

Sam was surprised at how easily his father was talking about his mother.

He wondered how much Chloe had to do with that.

“She needs a good man in her life though.” John announced with fatherly worry. “Someone from both worlds, like her.” His gaze went to Sam in a way that he probably thought was sneaky.

Sam thankfully didn’t have the chance to choke on his saliva, as Dean surfaced and pulled him into the pool.

As he surfaced, Sam sputtered, wiping the water from his eyes and glaring at his brother, promising him swift murder as he began to chase him around the pool, Dean taunting him the whole time.

While he should be furious for Dean’s ruining his suit, Sam couldn’t help but smile as he heard his father’s barked laughter.

It was a sound he’d hardly heard.

And somehow, during these last three years, his father had changed…all because of the tiny blonde.

Sam smiled.

He was going to have to get to know her better.

And with that resolution, he grinned and finally caught Dean, dunking him under the water, crowing his victory.

From below, the faces watched and smiled.
1st-Dec-2009 02:42 pm (UTC) - theshortemberlight
So, I've already read, "Of Evil Eyes And Unlikely Alliances" new chapter and might I just say, "Lovely as always~!"

And now onto this lovly new one-shot. Yippee~
1st-Dec-2009 02:47 pm (UTC) - Re: theshortemberlight
Thank you ! *takes a bow*

I actually have been writing this oneshot for like TWO WEEKS...you wouldn't believe it for how SHORT it is...but it was just kinda hard for some reason...
1st-Dec-2009 03:03 pm (UTC)
No, no, I'd believe it. I have three essays that needed to be completed about two weeks ago and it's just so slow going. Even if they are about some of my favorite topics. Which one of them just happens to be about Indian Mythology. Go figure~

I love Chloe and John in this! I love the faces, too. Don't know why. Just do~~

Keep up the lovely work~!
1st-Dec-2009 03:05 pm (UTC)

And good luck with your essays!
1st-Dec-2009 03:44 pm (UTC)
awesome . love the fact that chloe can get john to be nice to sam and dean. also loved that she was one of lex's ex's LOL. great job . now im off to go read your chloe / whitney 's newest chapter ok.
1st-Dec-2009 03:46 pm (UTC)
How I see it, there's only two women in fandom that can manhandle John Winchester...one is Lois Lane, and the other is Chloe Sullivan...and while Lois's manhandling most def will have urst in it since I'm a Lohn shipper, I wanted a more family feeling to this, so I finally put Chloe as the John-handler. :D
1st-Dec-2009 04:36 pm (UTC)
Of course, my Chlex heart is quite upset upon hearing of Chloe and Lex's divorce, but I do like how generous he was with her--Good man :):)

I like that Chloe helped bridge the gap between John and his sons, and I love that he wants Chloe and Sam to get together--now he's a matchmaker :):)
1st-Dec-2009 04:43 pm (UTC)
Yep----he was QUITE generous indeed! Then again, Chloe is probably the only of his wives that didn't try to KILL him...so I guess it was his own way of thanking her for that ;)

I know----John thinks he's so suave and discreet---but Sam caught him right in his matchmaking attempts! Not that Sam minds, mind you!
1st-Dec-2009 08:27 pm (UTC)
This was great! I love the effect that Chloe had on John and how much she could get away with with him, and I loved the beginning when the boys were trying to make it seem like they knew C. Sullivan and kept digging themselves in deeper. lol. And my inner Chlex shipper was very happy to refrences to them, even if they were divorced. lol.
1st-Dec-2009 08:31 pm (UTC)
I'm glad you enjoyed---and don't fear, even though they're divorced they're on great terms!
2nd-Dec-2009 12:04 am (UTC)
awesome..this was great...I loved it from begining to end...Chloe's an ex-Mrs Luther...very awesome...heheheheh! great job!
2nd-Dec-2009 02:15 pm (UTC)
I just HAD to put Chloe and one of the MANY ex Luthors...lol
2nd-Dec-2009 01:00 am (UTC)
This is great. Love John trying to play matchmaker.

I'm off to read the rest of the fics you have updated in the last couple of days. Stupid school with its long essays all due on the same day.
2nd-Dec-2009 02:16 pm (UTC)
But hes doing it all WRONG! Matchmaking is about SUBTLETY...which we ALL know is John's weak point :D
2nd-Dec-2009 03:19 am (UTC) - MORE.
Any chance this'll be made into a series kind of like the Casa Winchester verse (which I still look for updates on ;p)? This fic is fantastic. Do not EVER stop writing.

2nd-Dec-2009 02:25 pm (UTC) - Re: MORE.
That comment gave me the giggle I needed! Thanks so very much!
I don't know. There's a MAYBE circled in my book after the question "Sequel"?
2nd-Dec-2009 03:23 am (UTC)
Lol. Papa Winchester doing a serious Yenta impersonation.

And Chloe's in the background making wishywashy comments about past Chlex like "I think I was wife number 4, but who really knows?"

This is a histerical ficlet! Thanks much!
2nd-Dec-2009 02:27 pm (UTC)
Knowing Lex...it was probably wife number 6....lol
glad it gave you a laugh :D
2nd-Dec-2009 04:20 am (UTC)
Love this one shot! Thought the way Chloe handled John was spot on with how I picture those two together! The John/Matchmaker was hilarious as well. Is there going to be more??
2nd-Dec-2009 02:28 pm (UTC)
Not really sure about a sequel, but I'm not closed to the possibility.
2nd-Dec-2009 06:16 am (UTC)
amazing! (as always!!!)
2nd-Dec-2009 02:28 pm (UTC)
2nd-Dec-2009 01:53 pm (UTC)
Nice. I love how it's so completely John that he won't tell Sam and Dean anything, and it takes Chloe to make him do things like tell the boys about Adam. I also love how Dean managed to impress, then de-impress Chloe in the span of less than a minute.
2nd-Dec-2009 02:35 pm (UTC)
It's so funny that even without me having to write it in, EVERYONE realizes that the only reason John told the boys about Adam was because Chloe manhandled him into doing it. :D I LOVE that.
Yes. Dean can do that. It's a GIFT :D lmao
10th-Oct-2014 04:04 am (UTC)
Lol that's really great
And the Chlex past, awwwww loved it lol
18th-Jun-2015 01:49 am (UTC)
Thank you for this one it was sweet and adorable. I really like the thought of sam and John coming to a good understanding.
18th-Jun-2015 01:55 am (UTC)
You're very welcome :) Thanks for enjoying!

I really wish the boys' relationship with their father had been mended before John went to Hell.
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