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Through The Looking Glass 8/10 
5th-Dec-2012 08:58 pm
chlean---Oh-Boy Looks
Through the looking glass

Title: Through The Looking Glass
Sequel to: Realizations
Characters: Chloe/Dean, Sam, Cas, Lois, Lex, and others...
Fandoms: Smallville/Supernatural
Rating: T
Disclaimer: Don't own anything
Summary: After the kiss they shared on the side of the road things are horribly awkward between Dean and Chloe, especially now that Bobby and Sam have joined them. And then, when a stranger intervenes in a very drastic way, Chloe wakes up to time loss, apparent memory loss, war, people she should know but doesn't, Lois, and a very touchy-feelly Dean Winchester.




"How did they find us?" Lois yelled as her angel blade sliced the neck of one of their attackers, turning around in time to meet yet another angel, their blades clashing loudly as sparks flew on impact.

"They must have found a way around our anti-angel sigils." Castiel, twirling two Angel blades in his hands, charged two angels who'd cornered a mother and her child.

"Or we have a traitor in our midst." Sam snarled, slamming his blade up into the gut of the one he'd been fighting, staring into those eyes as the life bled out of them before yanking his blade out. He turned to Lois in time for her to decapitate the angel she'd been fighting. "We need to sound a retreat. Get the women and children out."

"What about Chloe?" Lois asked, hesitating.

"She'll be fine." Sam responded, hesitating only a second before nodding. "Dean won't let anything happen to her."

"He better not." Lois whispered before rushing away to fulfill her mission.

Castiel turned to Sam the moment the brunette was out of hearing distance. "We're going to die tonight."

Sam eyed the ex-angel before nodding his agreement, knowing that even if by some unholy miracle Lois and the others got out alive, he and the others fighting were making their last stand. "It's been an honor fighting by your side."

Castiel responded by throwing one of his blades at Sam, the blade just missing the side of his face to impale the angel that'd been creeping up behind the human. "We're not dead yet."

Sam smiled before nodding, picking up the dead angel's blade, twirling both expertly. "Raincheck then."

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Chloe cursed when she found that Dean had hidden her lock picking tools, obviously having learnt from last time.

The blonde went to the door and pressed her ear against it, the sounds of fighting and dying echoing from every corner.

She closed her greens, impotence at not being able to do anything, and terror for her family and friends, welling up deep inside of her.

"Please." She whispered, resting her forehead against the cool metal. "Please be okay."

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Azazel laughed, two blades in his hands, Uriel similarly armed, each keeping the other's back safe as they fought off the angels surrounding them and attacking on all sides.

He'd always known that things would come to this, and he'd promised himself that he'd go out in a blaze of glory and guts, taking as many of the winged ones with him as possible.

All around him angels and demons fell by each other's blades, culling down numbers on each side, and while the demons had the ferocity and desperation on their side, the angels had sheer numbers on theirs.

The demon knew that he'd done all that he could, and now all that was left was to fight until his last breath.

Uriel cried out, two swords piercing his from both sides as he collapsed to the ground.

Seconds later the angels attacked the lone demon, running him through.

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There was a knock on the door.

Chloe gasped, pulling from the door and backing away slowly. "Dean?"

"I'd step away from the door if I were you." An unfamiliar voice declared.

It was the warning in that tone that drove Chloe to the side in time for it to be kicked in, the steel door flying off of its hinges and hitting the bed, breaking it.

The blonde pressed against the wall, eyes wide as they went towards the man in the doorway.

He was blonde with blue eyes that seemed incredibly innocent, a sprinkling of freckles over his nose and cheeks making him appear like the boy next door. He seemed no older than her, his body lean, not appearing overly muscular in the loose clothes he wore.

"So it was true…you are alive." He whispered, tilting his head as he stared at her. "You couldn't have been resurrected. No Uninhabited human can be brought back if they're killed by an Archangel blade…and I watched my Vessel stab you seconds before I inhabited him."

That was when she realized who was at her door.

"Michael."

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Ruby cried as she ran, looking behind her at the multitude of winged, armed angels chasing after her with bloodlust. She nearly tripped but somehow managed to keep her footing as she continued running down the hallway, the cry of terror escaping her lips only seeming to incite the angels further as more and more joined chase. They jeered behind her, calling her all sorts of names and promising her pain before death, but she refused to dwell on their ugly threats, instead pushing on, turning the corner and darting down a darkened hall.

The angels took chase, all racing into the narrow hallway.

Ruby sobbed as she came to a dead end, turning around to face the angels as they came forwards, leering at her.

"It's time to say goodbye, demon bitch." One of them laughed.

She suddenly smiled at them, reaching up her bloody hand before slamming it into a recently drawn, bloody sigil on the wall next to her. "Goodbye."

Suddenly power exploded from the sigil, jolting through the angels and forcefully teleporting them far away and keeping them from teleporting back, at least for now.

The demon grinned before racing back in the direction she'd just come from, in search of more victims.

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"How are you here?" Michael/Adam Milligan asked, eyeing her curiously from his place in the doorways. "My Vessel killed you."

"He obviously didn't do a good job." She tried for defiance, hoping that Dean's promise of this room being angel-proof was accurate. "Maybe you should reconsider his position as Vessel."

"There's residue power clinging to you." Michael sniffed the air, trying to take a step into the room but finding the way blocked as if there was an invisible wall between them. His eyes narrowed, blues journeying around the room, taking in all of the sigils there before he snorted and shook his head, returning those blues on her. "Who is responsible for bringing you here?"

Chloe gulped, raising her chin, secure in the knowledge that the angel couldn't enter the room and hurt her. "Like I'd tell you."

He sneered. "It's not smart to antagonize the one who killed you before. I wont think twice of doing it again."

"You're not so scary when there's somebody out there who is obviously stronger and smarter than you who likes me more than he or she likes you." She continued antagonizing.

"Come out of your little protection and repeat that." He ordered.

"What part of that got to you more? The part where there's someone stronger and smarter? Or the fact that you definitely aren't liked by whoever it is?" She raised an eyebrow and her chin, folding her arms over her chest.

"You have more mouth than I remember through my Vessel's memories." Michael mumbled, eyeing her curiously. "Come to me."

The blonde shook her head. "Why would I leave my angel-proof room and go out there where you are?"

"If you do, I promise your friends will have quick deaths." He declared, obviously considering himself generous.

"My friends are going to kick your asses." She promised, going as close to the door as she dared.

He sneered at her, apparently amused with her defiance. "Your friends will all meet their end tonight, and come dawn the world will be cleansed of humans and demon filth and be able to be made in Father's image like it should have been so long ago!"

Chloe feigned a yawn.

He growled at her. "Your disrespect is far from amusing."

"How did you find us?" Chloe ignored him, narrowing her greens on him. "This place has anti-angel sigils and hex bags everywhere. So how is it that you've found us?"

"Simple." Michael smiled at her. "You."

"What?" Chloe's eyes widened in horror.

"They can hide humans from us…but I realized something I should've the second you returned." Michael leaned against the invisible wall, smiling at her. "You're not from here, you were brought, and that magic that clings to you is so powerful it's left a nearly invisible trail, but it was still strong enough." His grin grew wicked. "Once I realized that, I was able to tap into your special aura…and backtrack it to every place you've been since you appeared. It's as if you left breadcrumbs for us to follow." His grin widened, showing a flash of teeth. "We found the demon's hovel thanks to you. We found here because of you."

Chloe's eyes widened in horror.

It was her fault.

This was all her fault!

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Clark looked up in time to see Ruby wink at him before racing away, a cry escaping her lips as she once more ran down a hallway, ten angels chasing her. The alien's nerves kept failing him every time she disappeared from sight, knowing that one miscalculation could end in her death, but he had to trust her ability to take care of herself as she did his, the alien turning his laser vision on an angel who'd been about to slice at Brady. The demon barely had time to grin in his direction before he was attacked by two more angels, flanking him on either side.

Sensing movement, Clark turned and blew hard, sending the five angels charging him flying into the wall. He then turned and raised his blade, barely staying the blow aimed at his head.

Brady screamed, the two angels' blades piercing his stomach and chest.

"Brady!" Clark yelled, trying to get to him but the angels around the alien weren't letting up, the raven-haired male barely keeping himself unharmed and unable to do anything but watch as Brady was decapitated.

"CLARK!" Ruby screamed.

Clark went white with terror. "No."

His terror somehow helped him dispatch the angels around him, and he raced as fast as his feet could take him, but not even his alien speed was fast enough.

Clark skidded to a stop, eyes widening in horror as his gaze met his wife's wide-eyed fear-filled gaze.

A sword was embedded into her stomach with such force she was pinned to the wall.

A silent tear made its way down Ruby's cheek as she gasped for her last breaths. "I love you."

And then she was gone, her head hanging low.

"Ruby." Clark whispered in horror, staring at his wife's body, before his grief turned to fury as his gaze turned to her killers and he charged, screaming.

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Michael tilted his head to the side, eyeing her. "Who brought you here?"

"I don't know." She replied truthfully, still shaken by his revelation that this death and destruction around her was all indirectly her fault. "I wasn't exactly sat down and given a good talking to by whoever it was. It was much more of a Wham Bam Thank You Ma'am sorta thing."

"Someone went to a lot of trouble to bring you to this universe to see this outcome." Michael declared, and then smirked at her lack of reaction. "But you already figured that out I see. You know that someone ripped through the fabrics of time and realities and brought you here." He eyed her curiously. "Makes me wonder who would have that sort of power…and why."

Chloe didn't answer, chin raised.

"Even I do not have the power to do something like this." Michael continued to whisper. "There's only one who I can think of who could accomplish a feat like this who isn't...well…but it's impossible."

"Why?" Chloe narrowed her eyes. "Who is it?"

"Someone dead." Michael responded. "In all worlds."

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Dean stared around him at the dead bodies littering the ground, their blood running through the compound like a river of death.

Some were angels, but most of them were of people he'd helped find and protect for so long.

Men, women, and children lay dead at his feet.

They were losing.

They'd lost.

Hearing coughing, Dean followed the sound before his eyes widened in horror as he hurried towards his brother, falling on his knees next to the injured man. "Sammy!"

Sam coughed up blood, an angel blade deep in his chest, two dead angels on his either side.

"Hold on Sammy!" Dean reached for the angel blade and yanked it out of his little brother, pressing down on the wound to keep it from gushing blood. "We'll get you mended. We're getting out of here."

"Dean…" Sammy weakly placed his hand on his brother's over his wound. "I've been living on borrowed time…it's my time now."

"No." Dean shook his head, refusing to believe that, knowing that there was always a way around ways. "We'll find Cas and-."

Sam's gaze left his and went to the corner.

Dean's followed his and he let out a little sob to see Cas' head where it lay separated from his body.

"Get Chloe, and the rest, and escape." Sammy whispered to him. "Go."

"I'm not leaving you." Dean shook his head, fighting tears. "Come on Sammy! We'll find Azazel or some Crossroads demon and-!"

"Sorry Dean." Sam whispered, shaking his head. "I'm-." His eyes went blank, his hand slipping off of Dean's.

"Sammy?" Dean whispered, tears falling into his little brother's face. "Sammy!"

All around him, angels approached, weapons drawn.

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Dean's voice screaming Sam's name echoed throughout the compound.

Chloe's eyes widened in horror, tears forming as she brought a hand to her mouth as she realized what must have happened. "No."

"My brother's Vessel has joined my brother in death." Michael responded, an odd look passing over his eyes before he suddenly grinned at something to his side. He nodded, quite pleased as his gaze returned to her. "Come out, and I will make her death quicker and far less painful than Sammy's was."

"Her?" Chloe asked in horror.

An angel she hadn't even realized was there pushed a female into Michael's arms, the Archangel turning the brunette to face the blonde.

"Lois." Chloe whispered, eyes wide. "No! Let her go!"

"Come outside and we'll talk about it."

"Don't do it Chloe!" Lois struggled in Michael's hold, a dark bruise forming around her eye, her lip popped and hair wild. "He's going to kill me anyway."

Michael kept his grip on Lois' neck as he brought his free hand to the sheathe at his hips where his Archangel blade hung. "I don't even need to reach for this to kill her. Humans areso fragile."

"Don't hurt her." Chloe couldn't keep the tears from falling as she slowly came towards the door. "Please don't hurt her!"

"Don't do it Chloe!" Lois begged, struggling, scratching at the hand holding her neck. "Don't!"

Chloe ignored her, looking up at Michael. "A trade. You let her live, and I'll die in her place. I'll trade myself for whoever is still alive here. They'll go extinct on their own, you know that. They don't have the numbers to successfully repopulate the earth, they'd have maybe forty years at most before hunger and disease kill them off." She begged. "Forty years ischild's play for immortals. It'd be like the blinking of an eye for you." She tried to control her sob. "So please. Let them live."

"Chloe no!" Lois struggled desperately, tears and desperation filling her dark hazels. "No!"

"How noble." Michael commented with a mocking quality to his tone. "But I don't think I could trust you to keep your word once your cousin is safe with you in that room." And with that he gave Lois' neck a sharp jerk.

"NO!" Chloe screamed, falling to her knees as she watched the angel throw her cousin's dead body to the ground. "YOU MONSTER! I WOULD HAVE DONE IT! I WOULD HAVE DONE WHATEVER YOU ASKED! YOU DIDN'T HAVE TO KILL HER! I WOULD HAVE DONE ANYTHING!"

"Hmmmmm." He bent on his knees, eyeing her curiously. "I believe you now." He gave her a little pout. "My bad."

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Angels screamed as they burst into flames.

Dean finally managed to tear his tear-stained gaze from his dead brother upwards to see an injured, laser-eyed Clark Kent dispatching the last angel who'd been around him. The alien was panting heavily, stance dangerous, gaze going around them to make sure that all the angels were in deed dead, before taking a moment to take in the fallen in the room.

Clark's laser-gaze switched off as his blue orbs slid to Cas and Sam before journeying to Dean, solemn. "Ruby too."

The hunter stared up at the alien, numb.

Clark held out his hand.

Dean accepted it.

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"Come on." Michael taunted, seeming to feed off of her crushing despair. "There's no reason to stay in there anymore. Everyone you love's dead."

The hands she had against her mouth trembled as she forced herself not to look at Lois' body.

"There's nothing left for you." The Archangel declared smoothly, reaching out his hand towards her. "Just come out."

Suddenly, one of the angels who'd retrieved and thrown Lois to Michael screamed as he caught on fire.

Chloe's eyes widened as fighting could be heard, the violence happening out of her range of sight, on the other side of the bedroom wall.

Clark appeared in the doorway and snarled as he threw himself at Michael, the force throwing the Archangel into the opposite wall. "I'm going to kill you!"

"You're going to die trying." The Archangel promised, grabbing Clark's fist when he tried punching him.

The sound of fighting on the other side of the wall caused Chloe to stick her head out, relief spearing through her when she found Dean alive and battling the two remaining angels.

He sliced through the jugular of one of them before being pushed up against the wall by the other, their blades clashing, the angel forcing Dean's blade closer and closer to his neck.

Chloe didn't even think, rushing out of the room and grabbing the fallen angel's blade, spearing the one threatening Dean's through the back.

The angel collapsed to the ground.

Dean looked up at her, face stricken and pale, betraying so much emotional agony. "Sammy..."

Dropping the bloody blade, Chloe raced into his embrace, holding him tightly. "Lois too."

Dean held onto her tightly, burying his face in her hair.

"Awwww." Michael's voice was like a cold bucket of water.

Chloe gazed up in time to see Michael letting Clark's body fall to the ground on top of Lois'.

Dean turned toward Michael, thrusting Chloe behind him as he raised his angel blade high.

Michael chuckled. "You're no match for me, even with that little toothpick." He held his hands up. "Look Mom, No Weapon." And with that he moved fast as lightning, grabbing Dean's arm and twisting it around, stabbing Dean with his own sword.

"No!" Chloe screamed, catching Dean's body as it collapsed, being pulled down to the ground with him as he went. "Dean!"

Light hazels stared up at her, begging for forgiveness as he coughed up blood.

"No." Chloe cried, staring down into his face. "No!"

Michael grabbed her arm and threw her into the wall, pinning her there with his body, his hands on either side of her head.

Dean's eyes flashed. "LEAVE HER ALONE!"

Chloe's tear-filled gaze remained on Dean as she sobbed, watching him trying to move, trying to save her, and yet unable to anything but lay in a pool of his own blood.

Michael reached down and captured a tear of hers, bringing it to his lips as he tasted it. He leaned into her, whispering in her ear as if to a co-conspirator. "Because I am a gracious king, I will let you live long enough to say goodbye to your lover."

"Michael?" Chloe's gaze never left Dean's agonized hazels.

"Yes?" He pulled away enough to stare into her eyes.

Chloe's gaze finally slid from Dean's to the Archangel's. "Go to hell." And with that she unsheathed his Archangel blade and stabbed it to the hilt into his heart.

The Archangel's eyes widened in confused shock as he backed away, pulling himself free from the blade, staring down at the gushing wound in his chest before his gaze went to her. Explosions rocked his body before he fell to the ground.

Letting out a loud sob, Chloe collapsed at Dean's side, dropping the Archangel blade as she reached for the blade deep within her beloved's chest, yanking it out as she threw it far away.

"I couldn't save you again…" Dean whispered, each word with a spurt of blood.

"Don't leave me." She sobbed, trying to keep pressure on the wound in his chest, yet blood gushed out despite her best efforts.

He reached up a weak hand, cupping her face. "I love you."

"I love you too." Chloe cried, her tears falling down into his face. "I always have."

He gave her a pained smile. "I always knew I'd die...I just never thought I'd be able to do so in your arms. I'm...lucky..."

"Don't say that." Her body shook with her sobs. "You can't die. You can't leave me. You haven't even told me how we get married!" She tried for a teary smile. "I hear it's quite the story."

Dean chuckled and then groaned at the pain it caused him.

"Don't…" Chloe begged. "You're too weak."

Dean slowly removed his ring and placed it in her palm, closing her fingers over it.

Chloe shook her head, unable to speak anymore as she cried.

"I love you." Dean whispered.

"I love you." Chloe sobbed brokenly, pressing her lips to his, their kiss metallic.

When she pulled back up, his eyes were blank.

"No…" Chloe's whole body shook with despair as she lowered her head, unable to bear her inner agony. "Dean!"

"I'm sorry for the pain I've put you through, but it was important you live through this instead of merely being told."

Chloe grabbed Michael's Archangel blade, turning it towards the voice, eyes widening as her gaze fell upon the man who'd stood in the middle of the road, who'd been at fault for the accident-for her coming here-for everything. "You."

"You needed to see a world in which one side won." He announced, apparently genuinely saddened. "If either side wins, the world is doomed. I've visited too many realities, seen all possible futures, and if either Heaven or Hell wins the battle, humanity is doomed."

Chloe kept the Archangel blade pointed at him. "Bring him back."

Those saddened eyes went to the dead man and then back on her. "He is not your Dean…merely a version of him."

"I don't care!" Chloe cried, hardly managing from falling apart. "Bring him back!"

The man sighed. "I am truly sorry." And with that he moved quicker than she could blink, and pressed his hand to her forehead.

Everything went black.

Comments 
6th-Dec-2012 02:19 am (UTC)
As I think you very well know by now, you have reduced me back to "What the Fucks?"... but now instead of just saying at the end of the chapter I was basically saying it troughout the chapter cause when you read everyone you ever liked and cared about in this story being killed and desicated what else can you say? Seriously, WTF? You really ae trying to kill me by inducing a heart attack!

Don't tell me! Don't tell me who the person is that sent Chloe to this dimension. Let me guess... is he bald, in a sut and has a hat? He's an Observer isn't he?... Although it would make more sence in this story if he was God. LOL!

Ok, now that you've had your (evil) fun with us poor readers can you please make the next chapters Chlean smexy time? Let us have some fun too!
6th-Dec-2012 02:34 am (UTC)
Will it make it better if I admit the last two chapters will explain some things?

Haha! I can say he is NOT an Observer (though I see why you'd say that).
6th-Dec-2012 02:23 am (UTC)
NOOOOOOO!
6th-Dec-2012 02:32 am (UTC)
Yesssssssss :(
6th-Dec-2012 02:35 am (UTC)
So who exactly is this guy? The same one that Michael said was dead? Possibly GOD?
6th-Dec-2012 04:12 am (UTC)
You'll find out in the next chapter.
6th-Dec-2012 03:08 am (UTC) - WOW
I just.... I just

Words fail me.

Well done as usual :D. Can't wait for the last two chapters -smiles all innocent like with crazy eyes-
6th-Dec-2012 04:04 am (UTC) - Re: WOW
I love how this fic inspires craziness! lol
6th-Dec-2012 04:37 am (UTC)
Amazing, so freaking amazing. Getting caught up with this series. So much has happened that boggles the mind. I truly hope that when Chloe wakes up that she still has the Archangel blade still clutched in her hand.
6th-Dec-2012 12:59 pm (UTC)
So happy to hear that! The next chapter should answer some of those boggling questions...hopefully!
6th-Dec-2012 10:26 am (UTC)
holy s***!!! you need to stop doing that my poor heart won't be able to survive!!! Was I right, was it God the entity supposed to be dead in all universe?? How I wonder how Chloe is going to explain to Dean and al, that they need to find a balance so that neither side win!! I can already imagine the scene...
You KILLED Dean!!!!! not my Dean!!
how, and I wonder if time passed in her universe or if it was like stopped and it time passed, how will Dean react to her being away!! (I'm so sure he's going to be jealous of himself!!!!)
and asual, it was an awesoooome chapter! can't wait for the next one!
6th-Dec-2012 01:01 pm (UTC)
So many good questions....that I can't answer or I'll give away most of next chapter! :P
9th-Jan-2013 07:54 am (UTC)
WTF!!!!!!!
Thank goodness it's an AU because you killed everyone!!!! You cruel, cruel woman!!!!
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