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A Matter Of Emotion 6/10 
28th-Jun-2010 02:41 pm
winchullivanlane---family business

Title: A Matter of Emotion
Sequel to: Reunion At A Hunt
Pairings: growing Chloe/Sam, growing Lois/Dean, established Chloe/Mad, established Lois/Chris
Rating: T+
Disclaimer: I don't own
Summary: When 16 year old Chloe realizes a Gaki is using Metropolis as a hunting ground, she calls Sam for help. Of course she didn't realize that this mightn't be one of the best choices considering...
Written for my Paranormal25 Prompt Table. # 133: Gaki.

"This is a strong mind-link." The tall redhead whispered as she leaned over a bathed and clean Chloe, looking deep into her eyes. "You gazed upon the Gaki, didn't you, child?"

Lois and the three other adults standing around the bed stiffened.

The blonde on the bed flinched and then nodded, head lowering. "Just a second though. I didn't focus on anything."

Cuz! Lois heart skipped a beat. Why didn't you tell me?

Magda sighed. "I'm afraid its enough for a Gaki's power to unify with it host to take hold, if only a little bit." The redhead wiped at the beads of sweat at the girl's hairline. "And you know your ability makes you susceptible to connecting with those around you. With their darker attributes."

Chloe closed her eyes tightly, nodding.

"What are you saying?" Sam asked from where he stood by the door, worry mixed with frustration on his face.

"She means that if Chloe isn't careful, the gloves mightn't be enough." Mad replied, unable to look at the bed or the girl lying on it. "She's already able to sense the darkness in things...in people. If the curse gets any stronger..."

Chloe tightened her glove-covered hands into fists.

Magda sighed. "You need your rest." She turned to Mad. "Why don't you stay with her? She shouldn't be alone right now."

He nodded, kicking off his shoes and slipping into the bed with his girlfriend.

A conflicted emotion crossed Sam's features as he watched Chloe snuggle into Mad's arms, eyes closing, obviously so trusting and caring.

The younger Winchester left the room.

Dean sighed and followed after him.

Lois turned to Magda and noticed her look, nodding.

The two women left the room, closing the door behind them. They were silent as they made their way through the house until they reached the back yard, and only when they'd made sure that they were far enough from the house that their conversation couldn't be heard, did they begin speaking.

"It's starting." Magda's face was serious in the moonlight.

"It can't be." Lois hissed, ignoring the throbbing in the cheek Dean had tended to and bandaged while Mad had gone to get Magda earlier. "We still have time. You said that we had at least until her eighteenth birthday."

"The demon blood in her must have strengthened it, accelerated the process." The redhead replied, pulling a red curl out of her face and behind her ear. "But that's more than a mind-link, Lois, you have to realize that. No mind-link is strong enough to leave evidence once the link is broken. But she had blood on her. She had scratches. She had hair stuck in the blood. Hair that wasn't hers. Blood that wasn't hers. Scratches that shouldn't be on her body! Lois." The older woman stepped forwards and grabbed the brunette's wrist. "It's starting."

Lois brought her hand to her face, body shivering, taking in rapid, deep breaths as she tried to keep from breaking down. "We were supposed to have more time."

Magda's face shifted slightly with sadness as well as she took in a deep breath. "She knows what's happening."

A whimper escaped Lois' lips despite having sworn to herself to be strong.

God, no wonder Chloe had looked so numb.

When Magda let go of her hand, Lois brought it to join the other covering her face, her body shivering, tears welling up in her eyes.

"Lois...she's being strong...we should be as well."

"She's shutting down, she's not being strong!" Lois whimpered, pressing her hands harder to her face despite the pain in her swollen cheek. "She's accepting it! I refuse to! I won't! I never will!"

"They need to know."

"No!" Lois snapped, tearing her hands from her face, sadness converting to fury. "They will never know! If they did they'd-!"

Magda winced and looked away.

All the fury melted away into numbness as Lois collapsed to her knees on the ground. "Oh god..."

Magda wiped at her eyes before clearing her throat and bending down. "Lois, you need to hold it together."

"I know." The brunette nodded, silent tears beginning to make their way down her pale cheeks. "I know..." her voice broke. "But it's hard."

Magda took in a deep breath, closing her eyes.

"It's not fair, Mags." Lois whispered, not attempting to wipe at her own tears. "She never had a chance."

"I know." The redhead nodded.

"I mean, I know that that is why she's so mature now...I mean, she saw what happened to her parents, and then...and then..." Lois finally wiped at her tears, feeling anger again. God, her emotions were a roller-coaster right now. "I can understand her wanting to experience everything life can give her before..."

"I know its the only reason you accepted her being with Mad when she was so young." Magda admitted.

"Who was I to say she was too young?" Lois gave a tortured smile to the redhead. "God, Mags. There has to be something we can do...if only to delay it some more! There's got to be a cure-an alternative. If we had more time..."

"We've been searching since she was thirteen, Lois."

"Don't." The brunette hissed. "Don't you give up on her!"

"I'm not." Magda assured her. "You and Chloe are like the daughters I never had. But Lois. If we haven't found something by now there mightn't be anything to find."

"Or it's being hidden and we haven't looked for it hard enough." Lois countered fiercely.

"Lois. You've put your heart and soul into this." The older woman sighed. "There is no way that you could have looked any harder. You've sacrificed your own life, college, real meaningful relationships...instead getting with the bastards you knew could be useful if you need their help in some way. You've raised that little girl, and she adores you, she knows how much you love her. She knows you can't do anything."

Tears gathered in Lois' face once more, her features scrunched up in misery as the tears began to fall again.

Biting her trembling bottom lip, Magda pulled the younger woman in her arms, and held tight as Lois clutched at her and broke down.


"Sammy calm down." Dean snapped at his brother as they stood outside the front of the house, going through the weapons in the hidden floor of the Impala's trunk.

"I can't!" Sam snapped back, throwing down a sheathed dagger with ferocity. "I can't. It's like something inside of me is going insane! It's clawing and snarling and pissed off!"

Dean stepped back and looked at his brother, worry on his face. "Sammy, I know that...Shortie...Chloe...I know she means a lot to you..."

"She's got a mind-link with that Gaki. She's seeing when it kills, and she's covered in the victim's blood. Dean. I didn't protect her from not getting possessed, and I didn't protect her from seeing it either. She protected me!" He snarled, slamming the trunk closed.

Dean wanted to tell his brother to go easy on his baby, but he realized the taller male would have probably decked him if he did. Instead he took in a deep breath and tried once more. "This isn't your fault, Sam."

"She called me here to help her, Dean." Sam looked around him nearly frantic. "I got her hurt worse! Mad was right! Whenever I'm around she ends up getting hurt!"

"That's not true." Dean hated these chick flick moments, they made him so uneasy and uncomfortable, but he knew Sam was a big girl and needed this. "Chloe trusts you. You should trust yourself a bit better too! God! Get a hold of yourself! She needs you to be strong right now!"

Apparently that was the right thing to say, because Sam closed his eyes and took in a deep breath in an obvious attempt to cool down.

"Look, what we need to do is kill the motherfuckers and everything's fine. The mind-link is gone." Dean announced, feeling more in element now that his brother was calming. "When they're gone, she'll be fine."

Sam opened his eyes and nodded. "You're right."

"Of course I am." Dean grinned. "I'm awesome like that."

Sam grinned and shook his head. "Thanks...Dean."

"Don't worry." Dean leaned against his baby. "Thanks to growing up with you, I'm used to handling emotional girls."

"Jerk." Sam laughed.

"Bitch." Dean grinned.


Sensing something, Chloe's eyes flew open.

The room was darkened, Mad was sleeping on his back, and she'd been asleep, resting on his chest.

But something was off.

Something was wrong.

"You look terrible."

Gasping, Chloe jerked away from Mad and turned towards the voice, seeing a young man, a little older than her, sitting on a chair in the darkest corner. "You."

"Ah, you recognized me." He smirked, leaning forwards in the chair.

"Last time we saw each other your puppy had used me as a chew toy." The blonde narrowed her eyes. "It's not something someone forgets easily."

"I did tell you that was an accident." The male scoffed. "I didn't realize you'd still be holding a grudge."

"What do you want?" Chloe asked, noticing Mad wasn't waking up despite the noise and figuring he was either in some sort of trance or she was having a dream. "Other than to comment on my looks, of course."

"Why, Chloe, you wound." He gasped in mock hurt, bringing his hand to his chest. "Couldn't I just be here worried about your health?"


He grinned. "Well, you're right. I'm not."

"Are we in a dream?" She wanted to know, sliding out of bed.

He nodded. "We won't be interrupted this way."

"What don't you want interrupted?" Her eyes narrowed.

He sighed. "You're so distrustful."

"What. Do. You. Want?"

"To help, of course." He replied. "You don't know how to kill the Gaki, and I do."

Her heart skipped a beat. "You know how to kill it."

"Of course I do." He scoffed. "I know a lot of things I'm sure you'd like to know. Like, the fact that there is a cure."

She knew she'd blanched, eyes widening, lips parting. "There is?"

"Everything has a cure." He replied, rising from his chair with panther-like grace. "Even that."

The blonde fought with the hope rising in her chest, she beat it down. "Everything has a price too."

He grinned brightly. "I knew I liked you!"

"No deal." She turned her back on him and went back to lay down, pulling the sheets over her body, despite her heart screaming for her to pay whatever price he wished for.

"Kill joy." He pouted. "Do you want that to happen to you?"

"Of course not." The blonde hissed. "Who would?"

"It's not even your fault." He tutted. "It's your father who should have been cursed. Not you. You were innocent. You were only a child. You didn't deserve this to happen to you."

She flinched away as the thoughts she'd had in the darkest of times were flung back at her.

"Doesn't it disturb you? That you don't have much longer? That you already feel it happening?"

"What disturbs me is the fact that you keep wanting to help me." She snapped. "Go away."

He snorted and took some steps back. "When your skin's melting off your body, you'll call for me."

Her eyes widened in horror.

Would that happen?

"Of course it will." He declared, obviously reading the horrified question on her face. "And when it does you'll call for me, and you'll accept the deal I offer you."

She closed her eyes tightly and looked away, wanting to believe that she could be strong enough.

"You aren't. You won't be."

She closed her eyes tighter, body shaking.

"Enough for now, I have other places to be, other people to visit." He announced. "But here's a little free advice."

There was silence.

Despite her explicit orders to stay closed, her eyes opened to see him leaning with his face close to hers.

She screamed in shock, scrambling back against the headboard.

He laughed in amusement. "Gaki are formed from greedy, jealous souls who crave what they had-or wanted desperately in life. One way of killing Gaki is with a pure weapon, and only someone pure of heart and spirit can use it against them." He smirked. "Which means someone other than you."

She flinched and looked away.

"Remember...humans can't look at their faces." He sing-songed. "Sweet dreams..."

And with that he disappeared.

Chloe gasped as she shot up in bed, waking up.

Mad groaned in his sleep and snuggled closer to her.

She looked down at him, heart racing.

Glimpses of the creatures, of what they were seeing and doing, flashed before her eyes, as they had ever since she'd gotten home.

Oh god.

Chloe closed her eyes tightly.

She was going to be sick.
28th-Jun-2010 11:00 pm (UTC)
This was quite a chapter!

So now we know that Chloe is linked to the gaki and that some terrible fate is coming for her--YIKES!!

I love how worried Lois is for Chloe but I have a hard time feeling sorry for her that she didn't get to go to college or that she has jackass boyfriends. Because from what you are hinting at, what is going to happen to Chloe sounds like the worst possible fate imaginable. Not being able to go to keggers pales in comparison.

Can't wait to see what happens next :):)
28th-Jun-2010 11:36 pm (UTC)
Yikes indeed my dear Kit...Yikes indeed.

Lois really doesn't feel sorry for herself either, she actually quite agrees with you! :(
28th-Jun-2010 11:58 pm (UTC)
OMG! I'm excited to see what happens next! I have been following this story, real life simply intruded for a week or so. I'm hoping that in order to cure Chloe, she needs to share some bodily fluids with Sam (wink, wink), but I think that might be counterindicative as to what is going on with her right now...

Was that too crude?
29th-Jun-2010 03:10 am (UTC)
haha! *smiles lecherously* now wouldn't *that* be a nice way to cure *anything*????????????
29th-Jun-2010 12:57 am (UTC)
Sam and Dean are both going to be very unhappy. Are they gonna call Bobby to help? Tell me they're gonna call Bobby. Bobby knows everything so they have to call him, right?

What I'm waiting for is whether or not you decide to thwart Thingy-we-know-not-what-he-is, or have Thingy-the-mystery-kid be successful at whatever evil corrupting thing he's doing. Or at least give us readers more tantalising clues about what Thingy-from-the-Black-Lagoon is up to.

By the way, I *will* keep calling him Thingy-etc. until we have a positive identification of some sort.
29th-Jun-2010 03:12 am (UTC)
Thingy-we-know-not-what-he-is shall remain in his anonymous glory for a little while longer! Sorry for the torture but it must be so!

I quite enjoy his many names in your comments so there's no problem for me if you do :)
29th-Jun-2010 01:08 am (UTC)
omg yikes oh poor chloe . i know that sam will save her somehow. oh poor lois she loves chloe so much . PPMS
29th-Jun-2010 03:12 am (UTC)
You never know........ *cue evil laughter*
29th-Jun-2010 01:21 am (UTC)
Well that curse doesn't sound pleasant. Is she going to die horribly before resurrecting? Or will something/one come through for her first?
29th-Jun-2010 03:12 am (UTC)
Well.....remember in this universe she never went to smallville so she doesn't have a meteor power *dun dun DUN*
29th-Jun-2010 01:52 am (UTC)
So who does Chloe know that is pure of heart and spirit?

29th-Jun-2010 03:13 am (UTC)
You'll be so fricken surprised. at least I hope you will. lmao
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