Title: Meeting Sam Winchester
Sequel to: Possession
and Being Good Is Overrated
Pairing: Chloe Sullivan/Sam Winchester
Disclaimer: I do not own Smallville or Supernatural
Summary: Chloe has been seeing shadow people for three days now and knows that something is about to happen, but she never thought Sam Winchester would appear at her workplace, and wasn't ready for what he had to say...or the immense attraction and connection she feels to the man tortured by his own memories.
Ruby sighed in annoyance as she tapped her foot impatiently outside of the farmhouse. Honestly, the things she did for Sam! Here she was, spying on him, to make sure that he didn’t somehow mess this up. She was a big bad demon, there were other more important things she could do than spy on the Boy Prince, and yet here she was, fussing over him and his every move.
Honestly, the guy needed help.
Both he and Chloe had noticed the near electric attraction, and while Chloe seemed to be trying to repress it as much as possible (something Ruby just wasn’t getting) Sam was being a little bastard about it. He obviously wanted his hands all on the tiny blonde, and was doing so in very subtle ways, but he wasn’t making any definite moves on the girl.
This just wouldn’t do.
Growling at how she always had to do things herself, Ruby watched as the four young adults laughed inside of the Kent’s house. They were having a good time, with Sam’s arm over the back of Chloe’s chair, all enjoying whatever story it was that the mountain of a guy who Ruby had a feeling wasn’t exactly human was telling. The young brunette with him was laughing, blushing, and flicking him with her napkin as he continued with the story.
Chloe and Sam turned to each other, still laughing, eyes dancing.
Ruby wondered if those two realized how much they looked at each other, or touched each other. It was aggravating.
She’d done all she could to track down the one person who could take Sam out of his annoying little depressive snit, and while Ruby was glad to see the Boy Prince laughing and in much better mood than he’d been since his brother had been dragged to hell, it just wasn’tenough.
Of course she knew that they were making progress.
Weren’t the omens showing it?
First the shadow people heralding their soon meeting and then the ghost lights heralding the slight shift in their relationship as Sam became the Alpha protector, his feelings making his desire to protect Chloe different than those he’d started off with.
And Ruby was glad.
It meant the plan was going well.
Sam would get his Chloe and stop annoying Ruby with what Dean had accurately called his ‘emo-ness’, and then with a reason for doing what he must do, Sam would be easier to deal with. He’d be more focused, and Ruby wouldn’t want to hit him over the head with the first blunt object she could get her hands on.
Her phone rang, but since it was on vibrate no one from inside noticed it.
Looking at the caller I.D. Ruby raised an eyebrow before walking away from the house, bringing the phone to her ear. “What do you want? I’m kinda busy here.”
“What’s the status of the mission?” The voice asked on the other side.
Ruby turned to look at where Sam and Chloe were smiling softly at each other, seeming to have forgotten their hosts, who were grinning knowingly at the two young adults. “I’d say it’s getting along just right. A little slow for my liking, but it’s definitely getting there.”
“Any progress in her abilities and what they might be?”
“Well, I did some digging and I know that her meteor ability is to heal.” Ruby replied. “I don’t know if the demon blood added any other to it.”
“What is she like?”
“Blonde, pretty, short.” Ruby didn’t know what else to say. “Makes the Boy Prince look more like a giant than he already is.”
There was a snort of amusement on the other side of the line. “He is tall.”
“Tell me about it.” Ruby snorted, her neck always hurt because she had to tilt her head back when speaking to him.
“The signs and omens are showing all across Kansas, spanning Smallville and Metropolis. Things are going as planned. The joining should be soon.”
Turning her attention back to the window, the demoness doubted it. “I don’t know about that. Sam’s not exactly a Casanova like his brother was. I think…I think he might wait to get to know her better before attempting to bed her.”
There was a pause on the other end before the person spoke again. “Well, there are some more omens to be presented before it can take place, but the omens have been coming fairly quickly. I doubt that they will take as long as you obviously believe to consummate.”
“Who’s been traveling with King Emo these last three months? You or me?” Ruby wanted to know, hand on her hip. “You know that I would have done it if he would have been interested and it would have gotten the job done.” Not that she was interested in him that way. Sam just wasn’t her type at all, but they needed him focused, needed him determined.
They’d been watching him, studying him when Dean’s time was winding down, and they could see why Azazel had chosen him.
He had an untapped potential that could blow even Lilith to smithereens if he applied himself even a third to the lessons she was trying to teach him. Without Dean he hadn’t had a reason to really do so, so Ruby had tried giving him a reason. To be truthful she’d been a bit relieved when he’d rejected the body she was possessing, but when she’d gotten wind of the side project, she’d realized that Azazel had been more wise than even they had realized.
He must have seen something like this happening to his general, and that was why he created one perfect child for each of those Special Children of his.
And since only Sam was alive, it meant that the other should be alive as well. But Ruby hadn’t been too sure of that. As each Special Child was killed in the trials or in life, so was the other that’d been tied to them, and since Sam had technically died she’d been worried that so had his other.
But then she’d found Chloe Ann Sullivan, and found that she was very much alive.
She’d barely gotten there before Chloe’d been killed by that easily manipulated and pathetic Meg. But she knew that there was something deep in Chloe that was untapped. The demoness knew this because she’d been following Chloe afterwards, and had seen the confrontation between the blonde and the Chichevache.
Of course, the vomiting afterwards part hadn’t impressed Ruby in the least bit, but the girl had killed the creature with her bare hands. And how had she been able to do it?
Once more it came down to a need.
She’d needed to protect her pretty cousin, and that need had fueled and untapped, if only for a moment, that which was deep with the girl.
It was that very same need to protect that was going to make Sam all he was meant to be. It would finally turned him from the boy he once was to the Boy King she knew he could be.
He was destined to be.
“What about the other phases?” The voice on the other end wanted to know. “Are they aligning as per planned?”
“I have my hands filled with the Boy Prince and the Consort.” She announced, disappearing into the shadows as she noticed them getting up and heading towards the front of the house, obviously getting ready to leave. “I might have to hang up on you, they’re on the move, and I need to make sure I’m not seen. Sam thinks I’m out doing something important to save the world or something.”
“Help them, Ruby. It’s important that things go as planned, as ordained.”
“What am I? A matchmaker? I got them in the same place together for crying out loud!” She pouted, kinda sick of this already. “What do you want me to do? Drug them or something? You know that’s not my style.”
There was a sigh of impatience. “Ruby.”
“If Sam senses that I’m trying to get them to get it on he’s going to be suspicious. The guy’s depressive as a Hell Banquet but he was thesmart brother, remember that.”
“We don’t want him suspicious or questioning.” Ruby lowered her voice as the front door opened and Sam and Chloe appeared, waving to the others and heading towards the Impala, laughing.
“At least not until it is too late for him to back out.” The voice agreed reluctantly. “But still they must hurry.” There was a sigh. “I thought males of this era were bags of raging hormones?”
“That was the other Winchester brother.” Ruby snarked, watched as Sam opened the door for a blushing Chloe before heading to his side and sliding in. They laughed together in the front seat before starting the engine and driving away, never once having noticed her presence. “He just opened her door for her. He’s a gentleman. He’s not going to just throw her over his shoulder and ravage her this easily.”
“Well, maybe I have something that can help them.”
Ruby raised an eyebrow as she began to walk away. “What do you have in mind?”
“You know her cousin?”
Ruby smirked as she remembered the pretty brunette whose cute possessed ass she’d kicked. “Do I ever.”
“She’s in Florida after a Chupacabra.”
Ruby made a face, continuing to walk down the dirt road. “Really? Is she a hunter?” It would have explained the incredible body.
“No. A reporter.”
“A reporter.” Somehow Ruby just couldn’t see that.
“Yes, and I think that maybe a phone call to her cousin for help could give the Boy Prince and his Consort some time on the playing field.”
Ruby grinned, liking this. “Hunting, adrenaline, horniness.”
“Exactly.” The voice sounded smug. “And you are going to be there to help it happen.”
“Huh?” She paused in the middle of the road. “Say that again?”
“You’re going to be there before they get there. You will have approached the cousin and gotten in her good books. Make up some excuse that the Chupacabra is connected to some big bad or something, I don’t care, just get on her good side and act surprised when the Boy Prince and the Consort arrive.”
“I hate you.” Ruby glared before running fingers through her blonde locks. “Okay, I’ll do it. Where’s the cousin?”
Ruby’s mouth fell open. “You know I hate Florida!”
There was a chuckle. “You have to stop being such a child. Everyone gets their hearts broken Ruby, even snarky demonesses like you.”
“Go to hell.”
“Is that really the best comeback you can come up with Ruby? ‘Go to hell’? Really?”
Cutting off the phone call with a growl, Ruby took in a deep breath before continuing to walk down the road before vanishing into thin air.
Going up the stairs to the apartment above the Talon, Sam and Chloe chuckled as they went over the comical stories Clark had told them at Lana’s expense about her days of learning how to cook.
“I can’t believe she took that so well.” Sam chuckled as Chloe unlocked the door and they stumbled inside, laughing.
“She’s a good sport, especially since she knows she can’t cook.” Chloe grinned, turning on the light and looking around her home. “Plus, I think she’s okay with Clark cooking. The man has to do something around the house.”
“So you won’t mind me cooking for us in the future?”
The question was posed so carelessly that Chloe was shocked and turned to lock the door, telling herself to stop blushing. He had notmeant for that to sound like they were going to have a future together.
“You won’t hear a complaint from me.” She announced, running the chain through the lock before turning to Sam, in control once more, grinning. “I’m probably as bad in the kitchen as Lana is.”
“Good thing you and her have me and Clark.” Sam grinned before sitting down on the couch. “You up for some studying or you wanna go straight to bed?”
Going to different beds.
“I’m a little buzzed from the wine. How about a movie or something before we head in?” To sleep in separate beds.
Sam grinned…and he was just so handsome it hurt. “Okay then. A movie it is.”
Going to sit next to him on the sofa, Chloe passed him the remote and let him choose. They ended up watching a comedy, and before Chloe knew it she’d awoken to the darkness of the living room, snuggled against Sam, with his arm around her and his cheek resting against the top of her head.
For a minute she stiffened, wondering if she should leave, embarrassed for falling asleep like this, and then she relaxed.
Sam was sleeping.
He wouldn’t know if she woke up and decided to stay there.
Grinning at her dastardly evil plan, Chloe snuggled in closer to him, breathing in his scent with a smile, before pressing a soft kiss to the material of his shirt and falling back to sleep.
She never realized that Sam had been awake the whole time, or that he was smiling in the darkness.