Sequel to: How To Deal
Universe: Cursed Series
Pairings: Chloe/Sam, Lois/Dean
Disclaimer: Don't own
Summary: The five years are up and Sam and Chloe are free. They find and catch up with Lois and Dean before heading out to start their life together.DETROIT
Sitting on the edge of the two story building, Chloe looked down at the darkened alley below. Her gaze was green and intense, kicking off one of her shoes and watching it as it fell through the air before hitting the asphalt below loudly. She kicked the other shoe off as well, watching its descent with just as much interest. Thankfully it was deep night, and not many people were around looking up at the top of buildings, noticing the 21 year old blonde as she sat at the very edge, moving her legs to the sound of the nightlife. Then again, Chloe had lost a lot of her respect for humans, and really didn't know if they'd care even if they thought she was going to jump. If it didn't involve them, they didn't care.
Then again, there were people out there who cared for others.
It'd been five years since Chloe had seen Lois or Dean, five years since she'd been leased out to the cambion, Cameron, acting as his bodyguard while he took the long journey to Ascension.
And now it was over, and she was freed from her debt.
"You planning on jumping?" A voice asked curiously from below.
The blonde leaned over slightly, lips tilting as she recognized the man down in the alleyway, hands shucked in his leather jacket's pockets, looking up at her.
"You gonna catch me if I do?" She called curiously.
"I don't know." He declared evilly. "You've gained some weight recently. My back mightn't be able to handle it."
Mouth opening in shocked laughter, Chloe pushed off of the edge, her body falling freely through the air, before demonic black wings sprouted from her back. She'd already gone through the nightly shift and so the pain was lessened greatly as they emerged from the smooth skin exposed by her backless shirt. Those wings flapped once, ending her rapid descent, and then turned at an angle so that she was gliding down the rest of the way towards the man smirking up at her. As she neared, his arms reached out and clasped around her waist, drawing him to her as their lips met. Her wings continued to flap softly, keeping her off of the ground and at the perfect height for the giant to be able to kiss her without hurting his neck.
25 year old Sam Winchester nibbled on her bottom lip before pulling away enough to look into her face. "I like this."
"Me too." She smiled, fingers deep in his glorious hair.
"Not the kiss." Sam frowned, eyes flashing black.
"I know what you mean." She whispered, pecking his lips once more, massaging his scalp with her fingertips. "And I like it too."
His eyes, his expression, was worried as he searched her face. "Are you sure? You know it's permanent this time."
"Sam." Chloe whispered, bumping her nose against his affectionately. "I'm a familiar, my whole purpose is tied to belonging to someone. If Cameron hadn't transferred my ownership to you, I would have had to stay in his service...or that of some other demon or witch or..."
Sam snarled at the very thought, tightening his hold on her, eyes going black as his demon blood bubbled.
"Exactly." She smirked, pressing a soothing kiss to the tip of his nose. "Why do you think Cameron wanted you from the beginning? These five years your demon blood has strengthened to the point where you are able to sustain a familiar...and a Darkling is the perfect familiar for a half demon."
"Bugger had everything planned." Sam mumbled, although there was a small smile on his lips. "And now that he doesn't need us looking after him, he's kicking us to the curb."
"And what a curb." She grinned, before sighing and resting her forehead against his shoulder. "What now Sammy?"
"Well, before we decide anything, we need to go and see them." Sam responded, obviously seeing the worry in her expression and frowning. "I know you've missed Lois just as much as I've missed Dean."
Chloe nodded, gaze going to the ground as she finally lowered herself completely, the wings curling into her back once more. "Five years is a long time, Sam. People change a lot in five years." She looked up, conflicted. "What if its better to just let them get on with their lives, and not dredge up the painful past?"
Sam cupped Chloe's cheek. "She still loves you, Chloe. Five years haven't changed that."
Chloe looked away, biting her bottom lip.
"Look, we'll find Lois, and then we'll get information from her concerning Dean, she probably knows wherever he is." Sam declared. "You'll catch up with her, realize your worries are in vain, and then we'll go look for my brother. Okay?"
She sighed. "Yes, Master."
She really didn't have much of a choice anyway.
If it was what Sam wanted she wasn't in the position to deny him.
Sam's eyes flashed and he forced her to look at him. "Do not play the Master card on me!" He gave her a little shake. "I only did that so you couldn't be taken away from me. You are not my slave. Got that?"
She nodded wordlessly, knowing that this was true.
His narrowed gaze searched her own, until the blackness faded away, revealing his natural blue/green ones, and he pressed a kiss to her forehead.
She pressed up on her tiptoes, closing her eyes at the feel of his lips to her skin, and smiled.
That smile wavered slightly in worry as she stood in the next phone booth they'd come across, phone to her ear, listening to the dial tone. She almost hung up, her nerves churning viciously in her stomach, and then she'd heard the voice she'd been thinking of for five years.
"Yeah?" Lois Lane sounded preoccupied. "What can I do you for?"
"How many times do I have to tell you that that sounds as if you're offering up sexual services?" Chloe asked, before she even realized she had.
There was silence, and then Lois' voice went choked. "Chloe?"
"Hey." The blonde looked up at Sam, who was leaning against the door to the phone booth, smiling encouragingly at her. "How are you?"
"Chloe!" Lois squealed. "I can't-oh my god-I knew it was close to-I just was so scared you wouldn't-Chloe!"
Chloe chuckled, amused and touched. "I missed you too."
"Is it over? Are you free? Is Sam with you? Are you close to home? When are you arriving?" Lois was shooting out questions lightning fast, killing any doubt or fear Chloe might have had.
Just like Sam had obviously known it would.
Sending a kiss to the smirking man, Chloe took in a deep breath. "Yes, it's over, Cameron isn't my master anymore." She'd explain everything in person. "Sam's here with me, and we're in Detroit. We'll be buying the first tickets to Metropolis we can find...and hopefully be there soon."
"Oh god, I can't wait!" Lois exclaimed. "Wait till I tell Dean when he comes back from the supermarket!"
Chloe blinked. "Comes back...from the supermarket?"
There was a pause. "Uhm...yes?"
Chloe noticed the waver in her cousin's voice, her lips parting into a surprised prize. "Lois?"
"Oh stop it." Lois groaned, sounding embarrassed. "Call it a moment of weakness. Insanity."
"Lust?" Chloe asked.
Lois whimpered on the other side.
Sam's eyes widened, getting what was being said. "She and Dean?"
"Wow." Sam snorted.
"Is that Sam? Of course that's Sam." Lois mumbled before cheering. "Tell him hi!"
"Lois says hi." Chloe told him.
"I say hi back." Sam replied.
"He says hi back." Chloe rolled her eyes, amused by this threeway conversation. "Sam and I just wanted to let you guys know in advanced that we're coming...so that way we don't just appear on your doorstep."
"You should have called me after you got your ticket!" Lois complained in a whine. "Now I'm going to be wondering when you're arriving."
"I'll give you guys a call when we buy the ticket." Chloe promised.
"Perfect." Lois was grinning, that was obvious. "Dean should be home by then, and he can talk to Sammy. He's been so worried."
Chloe smiled. "It's a deal then." She hung up and smiled at Sam. "Thanks for making me do that. I-I feel so much better now."
"I knew you would." Sam leaned down to press a kiss to her forehead. "Now lets go get those tickets."
Chloe grinned, and followed him out of the booth, now excited.
Despite the conversation with Lois on the phone Chloe had to admit that a part of her had still been scared about seeing her cousin after all of these years, but when the door yanked open and Lois rushed out to hug her, holding her tightly as she cried into her hair, Chloe froze for a moment before hugging Lois back and crying as well. She vaguely realized Sam and Dean were doing that manly/brotherly hug they did, but the blonde ignored them, trying to understand what Lois was telling her. The brunette's voice was choked and muffled as she held on tightly, yet Chloe could guess what her older cousin was saying because it was probably the same things she was thinking.
Finally Lois pulled away, letting go of Chloe long enough to wipe at her wet face, before grabbing Chloe's hands and squeezing them, seeming scared to let go. "You look beautiful."
Chloe blushed, before smiling brightly at Lois. "And you look..." her eyes suddenly widened when she noticed something she hadn't before but really should have. "Pregnant. You're pregnant." She looked up and met Sam's surprised gaze over Lois's shoulder. "Sam, Lois is pregnant!" Her gaze then went to Lois. "How are you pregnant?"
Dean snorted, elbowing Sam and snickering something about his little brother obviously not having done his 'job' these last couple of years.
Sam smirked at his brother before mentioning offhandedly that he'd not only 'done his job' but he'd put in 'overtime'.
Chloe ignored them, squeezing Lois' hands, and noticing something else. A ring. "You're married?"
For a split second pain and sadness filled her at the thought of Lois completely belonging to someone else, she felt loss, wished she could have at least been there to see the wedding and actually believe Lois had taken the plunge she'd sworn off since childhood.
"No!" Lois shook her head. "It's an engagement ring. We both wanted to wait until you two were free so that you could be there." She gazed into Chloe's eyes, her own twinkling with tears. "We couldn't do that without having the people we love the most with us on that special day."
Chloe had already figured who was to blame for the baby bump and the ring, and yet this confirmed her suspicions as her gaze went to Dean.
He seemed to realize that he was under a very important inspection, and stood a little straighter. "Sammy, get your girl to stop eye-sexing me."
Chloe snorted, shaking her head, smiling at him. "Dumbass."
Sam rolled his eyes.
Chloe returned her gaze to her cousin and smiled softly as she pressed up on her toes and pressed a tender kiss to Lois' forehead.
Lois sniffled and wrapped her arms around Chloe once more before crying. "I missed you so much!"
"I missed you too." Chloe whispered back.
"I'm never going to get my hug." Dean commented to Sam.
"Me neither apparently." Sam agreed.
The cousins laughed as they pulled away from each other finally and hugged each other's significant other, Chloe pressing a kiss to Dean's cheek before doing so.
"Thank you for taking care of her." Chloe whispered into his ear as they hugged each other tightly.
"Back at you." He whispered, sending a glance towards his brother before squeezing her tighter. "Welcome home Shortie."
Something broke inside. "Mommy! Daddy! I didn't do it! Ralph did!"
Chloe's eyes widened as she pulled away from Dean and turned towards the door in time to see a four year old with Lois' hair and Dean's eyes standing in the doorway with a pretty yellow dress and wide-eyed expression. In her arms was a skunk. Both of them were covered in what appeared to be flour.
"Goddamn." Sam whispered, eyes wide in shock.
"Hey!" Dean turned to him, eyes narrowed. "That's a penny for the swear jar!"
Lois slapped Sam up the back of his head (having to go on her tiptoes to accomplish said fact) before turning to the girl. "And how exactly did Ralph manage to get into the flour when it's safely put away somewhere he can't get to?"
A look of guilt crossed those pretty hazel eyes as the girl hugged the skunk closer. "He's smart."
Lois gazed at the child with utter tenderness before pressing a kiss to her forehead and turning the child's attention to the gobsmacked newcomers. "Honey, look, Aunt Chloe and Uncle Sam have finally come for a visit. Why don't you give me Ralph and say hi to them?"
The girl smiled, showing a missing tooth, as she passed the flour-covered skunk to Lois before rushing to a stunned Sam. "Hi Unca Sam! I'm Mary-Ellen! Your niece!" She placed her hands on her hips. "You need to visit more often."
Chloe brought to her hand to her mouth and knew without a doubt that this cheeky lil thing was Lois' child.
"Mary-Ellen." Sam whispered, voice hoarse, gaze going to Dean before he cleared his throat and smiled at the girl bending to his knees in front of her. "You're right. We'll be visiting more from now on."
"Good." Quite pleased with herself, Mary-Ellen surprised them by throwing her arms around Sam's neck and hugging him tightly.
Lois held Ralph the skunk in her arms, petting the creature lovingly as it watched them all with obvious intrigue.
Dean watched his daughter with his brother with obvious fatherly pride.
Mary-Ellen finally let go of Sam, leaving some of the flour on him, before going to Chloe. She held her arms out, obviously expecting a hug.
Chloe hugged the girl and picked her up, pressing a kiss to the flour-covered cheek. "You're so beautiful."
"I know." The child agreed guilelessly. "Daddy and mommy tell me that all the time."
The adults shared a laugh as they found themselves entering Lois and Dean's home, Chloe taking in the place for the first time. It felt incredibly peaceful, it wasn't a house it was a home, filled with pictures and toys (both animal and human) and so much love it momentarily left her breathless. The blonde found herself unable to speak for a long while, observing the easy way that Dean and Lois had with other, the way they'd managed to blend both of their lives to become a family. Mary-Ellen was an incredibly smart and sweet little girl who adored her parents and seemed to have all of their positive traits...and some of their funnier ones too...like Lois' bluntness.
Sam seemed to be taking in everything much better than Chloe was, laughing and talking enough for the both of them during the dinner Lois had had ready and waiting for them. He told them all about the five years working for Cameron (or as much as he could with Mary-Ellen at the table), and how the first thing they'd done once they'd gotten their freedom was to come and see how they were doing. Dean and Lois contributed their side of the story, of how they'd slowly transformed from what they'd been to what they were now, and while Chloe was sure that there was much both sides hadn't told each other, it was still so...so...so much to take in all in one day. She hadn't prepared herself for this big change, and it was taking her a lot to digest.
She watched Lois intensely throughout the dinner, saw a sparkle in her eyes that had never been there before. Lois and Dean constantly smiled at each other, teased each other, touched each other in some way. They were obviously in love, very much so, and happy.
They both deserved it.
"I have to go to the bathroom." Chloe finally spoke, clearing her throat.
"Up the stairs, first door to your left." Lois smiled.
Chloe fled from the living room and up the stairs, locking herself in the bathroom, her emotions warring deep inside. She looked up at the mirror and her reflection was pale, her eyes shiny with unshed tears, her expression pained. The blonde closed her eyes tightly and clutched at the sink.
This was all too overwhelming.
She felt claustrophobic.
The blonde took in deep breaths, trying to calm herself.
The door unlocked itself before it opened and Sam slipped in silently, locking the door behind him and going to stand behind her. His arms wrapped around her from behind and his warmth comforted her as he pressed a kiss to her shoulder.
Chloe kept her eyes closed yet let go of the sink's edge to wrap her arms around the hold he had on her, drawing comfort from him desperately, feeling the panic attack slowly subsiding before disappearing completely.
Sam didn't say a thing, only held her close, knowing like always what she needed from him.
The blonde leaned her head back against him and finally let out every single bit of tension in her body. Her eyes widened as she met his blue/green gaze in the mirror. She mouthed a thank you.
He nodded, giving her a little squeeze.
They stayed in silence, eyes never leaving the other's in the mirror's reflection.
"I envy them too." Sam finally whispered, one of his lands lowering as he placed his open palm over her flat stomach. "The house, the family, the normalcy."
"You could've had this." She slid her hand over his. "If it hadn't been for me, if you'd stayed..."
His teeth close over the shell of her ear, not enough to hurt but enough to show his displeasure in the direction this conversation was taking.
"We can never have this." Chloe pressed his hand harder against her stomach. "Never have what they have."
"Yes we can." Sam shifted his hips forwards, trapping her against him and the sink, pressing a kiss her hair. "If its what you really want, there is always adoption."
Chloe frowned at his reflection. "I'm serious Sam."
"So am I." He replied, his hand slipping under her shirt to rub a soothing, circular pattern around her navel. "If this is the life you want, then I will move heaven and earth to give it to you."
She gulped, eyeing his reflection intensely, before a tender smile touched her lips. "I'm supposed to be the one servicing your every want and need you know."
He pressed a wet kiss to her neck as he rubbed against her teasingly. "You already are."
"Pervert!" A bark of laughter escaped her lips as he successfully brought her out of her depression.
Sam smiled against her skin, mission accomplished.