The Last Betrayal (Dark fic-Chloe/Lex, Chloe/other?) R. Crossover with SPN.
Title: The Last Betrayal
Author: X_tremeroswellian
Rated: R
Disclaimer: Not mine.
Prologue | One | Two | Three | Four and Five | Six | Seven | Eight | Nine (Conclusion)
The Last Betrayal (Chapter Nine)
“I don’t like this.” Clark folded his arms across his chest and watched as Chloe packed a few of her things into a bag.
“I know you don’t,” she whispered, closing her laptop and sliding it into the bag as well. “It’s better this way, Clark. Lex isn’t going to stop looking for me. And the first place he’ll look is anywhere you are.” She turned to face him, her eyes sad.
“I can protect you from Lex and Lionel.”
She gazed at him. “And what happens if you can’t protect me from myself? What if…I end up doing something to hurt someone, Clark? Even if it’s not intentional. There’s something in me that I can’t control and it’s dangerous.”
“So what, you’re just gonna run off with a couple of strangers? How’s that gonna help, Chloe? They don‘t even know you.” He shook his head.
Chloe tucked some hair behind her ear. “Let’s just say they have a very firm understanding of the bizarre.”
Clark closed his eyes. “Chloe--”
“I’m sorry, Clark. My mind’s made up. I have to go.”
“You don’t have to,” he whispered. “I can help you.”
Her eyes were sad. “No you can’t. As much as you want to, you can’t.”
“And these guys can?”
She bit her lower lip. “I hope so.” Swallowing hard, she moved over to him and wrapped her arms around his waist tightly.
Clark embraced her back, squeezing his eyes shut tightly. “If you need me--”
“I’ll call,” she promised. Tears blurring her vision, she slowly pulled away. “Take care of Lois and Lana. Don’t let Lex near them. Please.”
“I won’t. I promise.” He kissed her forehead, tears prickling at his own eyes. “Take care of yourself.”
She offered him a watery smile and moved to get her bag. “I always do.”
* * *
“You ready?” Dean glanced sideways at Chloe, who sat in the passenger seat of the Impala. He looked in the rearview at his little brother, whose own demeanor had seemed lighter then he could remember it being for a long time. As if he finally had someone to share the burden of his situation with, someone who really understood.
They all three did and it bound them together quickly. Chloe may not be blood relation, but she was one of them now.
“I’m ready,” she whispered, leaning back against the seat.
Dean slid his sunglasses on and shifted the car into gear. He couldn’t wait to get as far away from Smallville, Kansas, as they could.
The Last Betrayal (Epilogue)
“Time for bed..”
The cold, eerily familiar voice made her shudder involuntarily and she sank farther into the cushions of the sofa in the common room, staring intently at the television. At the two men who watched as a woman who had never really been there at all vanished right before their eyes.
“Come along, Miss Sullivan. It’s bed time,” he whispered hotly against her ear. “TV time’s over for the night.” He pulled on her upper arm, dragging her into a standing position. His cold gray eyes swept over her appraisingly.
A familiar numbness settled upon her as the man led her back to her small room, locking her wrists into place with the restraints above her head.
“Ready to try again?” He smiled and she shut her eyes, feeling his weight press her into the mattress, his greedy hands so familiar and horrible. She knew Lex would be in as soon as he was finished.
Chloe drifted into her mind once more as Lionel moved on top of her, hurting her. She heard Sam Winchesters’s gentle voice against her ear.
“Hope’s kind of the whole point.”
~Fini~
Author: X_tremeroswellian
Rated: R
Disclaimer: Not mine.
Prologue | One | Two | Three | Four and Five | Six | Seven | Eight | Nine (Conclusion)
The Last Betrayal (Chapter Nine)
“I don’t like this.” Clark folded his arms across his chest and watched as Chloe packed a few of her things into a bag.
“I know you don’t,” she whispered, closing her laptop and sliding it into the bag as well. “It’s better this way, Clark. Lex isn’t going to stop looking for me. And the first place he’ll look is anywhere you are.” She turned to face him, her eyes sad.
“I can protect you from Lex and Lionel.”
She gazed at him. “And what happens if you can’t protect me from myself? What if…I end up doing something to hurt someone, Clark? Even if it’s not intentional. There’s something in me that I can’t control and it’s dangerous.”
“So what, you’re just gonna run off with a couple of strangers? How’s that gonna help, Chloe? They don‘t even know you.” He shook his head.
Chloe tucked some hair behind her ear. “Let’s just say they have a very firm understanding of the bizarre.”
Clark closed his eyes. “Chloe--”
“I’m sorry, Clark. My mind’s made up. I have to go.”
“You don’t have to,” he whispered. “I can help you.”
Her eyes were sad. “No you can’t. As much as you want to, you can’t.”
“And these guys can?”
She bit her lower lip. “I hope so.” Swallowing hard, she moved over to him and wrapped her arms around his waist tightly.
Clark embraced her back, squeezing his eyes shut tightly. “If you need me--”
“I’ll call,” she promised. Tears blurring her vision, she slowly pulled away. “Take care of Lois and Lana. Don’t let Lex near them. Please.”
“I won’t. I promise.” He kissed her forehead, tears prickling at his own eyes. “Take care of yourself.”
She offered him a watery smile and moved to get her bag. “I always do.”
* * *
“You ready?” Dean glanced sideways at Chloe, who sat in the passenger seat of the Impala. He looked in the rearview at his little brother, whose own demeanor had seemed lighter then he could remember it being for a long time. As if he finally had someone to share the burden of his situation with, someone who really understood.
They all three did and it bound them together quickly. Chloe may not be blood relation, but she was one of them now.
“I’m ready,” she whispered, leaning back against the seat.
Dean slid his sunglasses on and shifted the car into gear. He couldn’t wait to get as far away from Smallville, Kansas, as they could.
The Last Betrayal (Epilogue)
“Time for bed..”
The cold, eerily familiar voice made her shudder involuntarily and she sank farther into the cushions of the sofa in the common room, staring intently at the television. At the two men who watched as a woman who had never really been there at all vanished right before their eyes.
“Come along, Miss Sullivan. It’s bed time,” he whispered hotly against her ear. “TV time’s over for the night.” He pulled on her upper arm, dragging her into a standing position. His cold gray eyes swept over her appraisingly.
A familiar numbness settled upon her as the man led her back to her small room, locking her wrists into place with the restraints above her head.
“Ready to try again?” He smiled and she shut her eyes, feeling his weight press her into the mattress, his greedy hands so familiar and horrible. She knew Lex would be in as soon as he was finished.
Chloe drifted into her mind once more as Lionel moved on top of her, hurting her. She heard Sam Winchesters’s gentle voice against her ear.
“Hope’s kind of the whole point.”
~Fini~