Title: Gentle (Part One)
Characters: Chloe, Sam, Lois, Lana, Dean, Mary, John, Ma, Pa
Disclaimer: Don't own
Summary: The thing that made an isolated, scarred ten year old Chloe notice fourteen year old Sam was the fact that he was gentle, incredibly so. She'd never seen someone that gentle before, hadn't realized someone like him existed.
A/N: In this universe NOTHING supernatural ever happened to the Winchester family (kinda like in the universe shown in "What Is And What Should Never Be") so the family are all alive and living in Lawrence. And, of course, NOTHING is canon in Smallville.WARNING
: Somewhat dark, mentions child abuse
She didn't sneak out for two weeks.
Instead, she concentrated on trying to do things.
But nothing seemed to work.
At least Ma seemed to have realized that Chloe was putting her all into trying to do something, because the dosage wasn't raised, and she actually spent time at the house trying to help her, giving her different tests. Of course, there was annoyance in those eyes when nothing happened, but the woman didn't beat Chloe. Instead she'd just tap her head and tell her they just hadn't found what she could do, but if the blonde continued this dedicated they definitely would.
"Maybe I'm not special." Chloe admitted her thoughts as she sat, defeated once more by one of the random tests Ma had come up with her to do. "Maybe I'm just ordinary."
Ma sat down next to her, snorting. "Kid, I've gone over your examinations myself. You are
special. Your brain has developed, evolved, unlike anything we've ever seen. And your body, your DNA, your heart...it's different, Chloe."
She looked up, confused.
Ma leaned over and poked Chloe on her chest, roughly over where her heart would be. "The serum is injected into your blood, which is pumped into the heart."
She knew this.
"The serum, it's in your heart, it's in your blood, in your muscles, in your tissues and organs." Ma announced. "Your DNA code has changed. Just like Lois and Lana. But you're just not activating your potential."
"But I'm trying." She protested. "I really am. I swear."
"Lana started exhibiting her telekinesis at age four." Ma reminded her. "Lois started showing signs of her strength at five."
Chloe hung her head, knowing what was coming.
"You're ten, Chloe. Ten
. You've had more serum in you than anyone in our...family. And no one has gone this long without discovering what their ability is."
She flinched. "I'm trying."
"Being intelligent is not enough, Chloe." Ma turned to her, serious. "You're no use to us if all you can do is think more than the rest of us."
She was scared.
"You're going to make me go away."
Ma paused. "Not...exactly. Not in the way I use that term at least." Her eyes were cold. "But if you're no use to us I will send you to another unit to see if they can do something with you. Your...grandfather...has ordered that if something doesn't happen soon you be separated from the girls and kept in isolation until you do."
Away from Lois?
Chloe felt sick at her stomach.
Lois was her only family.
They were cousins, from what Lois remembered Ma and Pa had come for them at their true parent's homes when Chloe was only two. Chloe didn't understand how Lois could remember this since she was only four at the time, but the brunette did. She said that their parents had kissed them goodbye and let them be taken.
"Think about that, Chloe." And with that, Ma was gone.
Soon Chloe heard the sound of the car, and knew they were gone for the day once more.
She got up and escaped the back yard.-v-v-v-v-v-v-v-v-v-v-v-v-v-v-v-v-v-v-v-v-v-v-v-v-v-v-v-v-v-v-v-v-v-v-v-v-v-v-v-v-v-v-v-v-v-v-v-v-v-v-v-v-v-v-v-v-v-v-v-v-v-v-v-v-v-v-v-v-v-v-v-v-v-v-v-v-v-v-
"Hey." Sam smiled brightly at her. "I thought you wouldn't come anymore and that I'd scared you off last time."
She'd entered the shop before he noticed her, and had spent some time eyeing him from behind a stack of something called potato chips. The blonde looked up at him, down at the chips, and refrained from asking him why the bag was so light since potatoes were heavy. She would probably sound stupid to him, and she didn't want that.
The store was empty now that the customer had just left, and Sam turned to her, smile calming as he held out a lollipop to her. "Come on, I owe you this for last time. You said more than one word, right? It was our deal."
She hesitated, staying put.
His grin didn't falter like Ma's or Pa's would have if she'd hesitated to do as they said. "I know your mother probably told you not to take candy from strangers, but trust me, this isn't one of those times." he paused. "But other than me, really
don't take candy from strangers, okay?"
She frowned somewhat, tilting her head.
What was he talking about?
Ma had never told her anything like that.
Then again, Ma didn't realize that Chloe actually escaped the house sometimes so she probably hadn't felt the need to tell her something that apparently mothers worldwide told their daughters.
And what was wrong with candy if it was given by strangers?
Did it rot your brain even faster?
"I'd go to give it to you, but you'd probably bolt for the door again." Sam seemed to be talking to himself, thoughtful. "Hmmm." His eyes then lit up and he placed the candy on the counter top before backing away.
She was intrigued by this tactic.
He figured his presence intimidated her and was removing it so she could have the candy.
He'd done this with the cat in the alley before it'd become tame.
The blonde licked her lips and went for it, grabbing the candy and pulling away quickly.
She'd seen the cat do that to the chicken those first few encounters too.
He chuckled, leaning against the other end of the counter, folding his arms over his chest.
Chloe looked up at him and then down at the candy, fiddling with the wrapper, before finally managing to tear it off of the sticky thing. The blonde hesitated, wondering if it would hurt when it rotted her brain.
Then again, noting could hurt like the injections.
"So you just...lick it?" She asked, feeling stupid. "Or is there something else you have to do?"
A troubled look came over his expressions. "You've never had a lollipop before?"
She felt stupid, looking away.
Sam continued to frown. "Yeah, you lick it."
The blonde gave a tentative lick...and then froze...eyes widening as she looked at the candy.
It was unlike anything she'd ever tasted before!
If this was what having her brain rot tasted like-what did it say about her that she liked it?
Sam's expression darkened even more at the obvious surprise on her face. "You really haven't
had a lollipop before, have you?"
But she didn't answer, licking the sweet nearly desperately.
It was delicious.
Sam leaned back and used his hands to pull him up until he was sitting on the counter as he observed her. "You know, you still haven't told me your name."
She ignored him him, gaze on her feet, unable to stop licking.
His head tilted to the right. "You must live close by if your parents let you out by yourself to the store."
She continued to remain silent, although she raised her gaze to look at him.
"Do you have any sisters or brothers?"
She leaned against the wall and lowered to the ground, sitting and looking up at him in silence.
He didn't get annoyed.
She-why wasn't he getting annoyed at her?
Why wasn't he screaming for her to answer him?
"I have a brother."
She blinked, interested.
Was that like having a sister?
Or was it much different?
"He's older than me." Sam didn't seem bothered that she wasn't talking, instead smiling as he sat on the counter. "His name is Dean, and he's an utter jerk. He's in his last year in high school and wants to be a firefighter."
His brother had powers over fire?
So that meant he was special too.
She looked up into Sam's face.
Was he special as well?
Or was he like Chloe?
The unspecial one in a house of power?
Maybe being gentle is his ability.
She kinda liked the thought of that.
It was a beautiful ability.
Completely confusing for her-but beautiful nonetheless.
"Dad wants him to help him in Winchester's Mechanics---that's my dad's garage---but while Dean loves cars he doesn't want to spend the rest of his life working on other people's cars." Sam was getting into his monologue, although he kept an eye on her reactions, as if gauging if he were boring her or not.
He really couldn't bore her even if he tried.
She didn't know half of what he was talking about, but she listened intently.
"Mom doesn't want Dean to be a firefighter, she's scared that something might happen to him."
"Fire's dangerous." She blinked, once more having spoken without intending to.
Sam grinned brightly at the sound of her voice. "It is, isn't it?"
She just looked at him.
He chuckled, continuing saying what he was before her interruption. "I worry about the jerk myself, but if its what he wants I'm going to support his decision."
Chloe wondered what 'jerk' was.
Was it another word for 'brother'?
Chloe felt frustrated.
She could read and understand college level physics-but she was so ignorant about things that seemed so common day knowledge for these other people.
"I like working on cars." Sam was saying. "It relaxes me."
Ma said they would 'relax' after training, so he was obviously training as well.
Her eyes widened.
Was he special too?
Ma and Pa said that her, Lois and Lana were special, that there were almost no one else in the world like them.
So why was it that Sam and his fire fighting brother were special too?
Were their Ma and Pa training them too?
But if so-why was he allowed outside to mingle with people and she wasn't?
Was it because he was a boy?
The door opened, and a beautiful blonde entered, smiling at Sam.
For some reason, she didn't like the woman smiling at him.
"Hey Sam," she leaned over the counter and pressed a kiss to his cheek.
"Hey." He smiled back.
The female turned to Chloe. "Who is this?"
Sam tilted his head as he returned his attention to Chloe. "I don't really know. She won't say more than five words to me per visit." He grinned, amused. "I think its that 'playing hard to get' thing that I've heard women do." He chuckled. "Apparently they start young."
The blonde slapped Sam's shoulder playfully with a grin before smiling at Chloe. "Hello there, my name is Mary. What's yours?"
Chloe felt that panic grow in her chest as the female came towards her.
." Sam's voice stopped the woman straight. "She's-uh, you might want to give her some space."
Mary was watching Chloe too, a troubled look on her face. "Don't worry honey, we wouldn't hurt you."
Chloe looked between them.
Had Sam said 'mom'?
Was she his real mother or a Ma?
Chloe continued to look between them.
They looked similar, and were watching her with nearly identical expressions on their faces.
Too many people looking at her...she felt...claustrophobic.
She dropped the lollipop.
Her eyes widened in fear as it hit the ground.
He'd given that to her and she'd been careless.
"I'm sorry." Her voice was breathy and her breathing hard.
He'd be angry.
sorry!" She was trembling, looking up at them and to the door.
"Hey, hey!" Sam looked at her, oddly, hands up in the air for some reason. "Calm down. It was an accident. You---you didn't mean to do that. It's okay
Tears welled up in her eyes and she clenched her fists to try and keep them from shaking so visibly. "I-I didn't mean to---it just slipped
Tears were welling up in Mary's eyes as she brought a hand to her mouth. "Oh honey
Mary moved as if to go to her.
And Chloe's survival instincts took over.
She ran away.-v-v-v-v-v-v-v-v-v-v-v-v-v-v-v-v-v-v-v-v-v-v-v-v-v-v-v-v-v-v-v-v-v-v-v-v-v-v-v-v-v-v-v-v-v-v-v-v-v-v-v-v-v-v-v-v-v-v-v-v-v-v-v-v-v-v-v-v-v-v-v-v-v-v-v-v-v-v-
That evening she didn't have any appetite.
"Eat." Pa ordered.
Chloe shoveled the food into her mouth and swallowed obediently.
Ma watched her closely.
Lana and Lois shared nervous looks.
"What's the difference between a brother and a sister?" Chloe looked up from her plate.
Ma raised an eyebrow. "A brother is a boy."
That's what she'd thought.
"And boys have dicks." Pa added.
Ma sent him a glare.
He concentrated on his food.
Lana looked around, pouting. "What's a..dick?"
"Nothing relevant to your studies." Ma replied. "Lana, pass me the salt."
The girl nodded, her eyes bleeding pink as she moved her fingers (also glowing pink)...and the salt shaker floated into Ma's hand.
Ma smiled. "Good girl."
Chloe ducked her head.
Lana was always the good girl.
"Do you have any other unusual questions to ask?" Ma raised an eyebrow at Chloe.
Chloe should remain silent.
She knew it.
But she couldn't.
"What's a...jerk...when applied to a person and not to an action?" She kept her head down. "I-I heard some people walking by the house saying that one of them was a jerk and I didn't know what it meant."
Ma sprinkled salt onto her vegetables. "A jerk is a very unpleasant person."
"Oh." Chloe mumbled.
." Pa snapped.
She shoved another forkful of vegetables into her mouth.
Pa was a jerk