Pairings: Chloe/Jacob, Lois/Paul, Lana/Embry
Disclaimer: I don't own Smallville/Twilight
Summary: Chloe, Lois and Lana head to Forks to get away from exes and their life in Smallville--to be normal for once as they celebrate graduating from high school. They don't know three things though. One is that they're wearing different colored kryptonite necklaces...two is that they've been imprinted on...and THREE is that Forks is the LAST place to go to if you're looking for safety and normalcy.
Written from paranormal25 prompt # 67: charm
Apparently Lana didn’t exactly mind running the risk of getting trouble with the law by being with someone under the age of eighteen. Her and Embry were inseparable, annoyingly so, and when he wasn’t in school he was over the Potter home or she was at the Rez with him. It had gotten to the point where Lois was considering moving into Chloe’s house with her and Bart, who was getting used to life in Forks and to Leah Clearwater…who was another female who’d informed Chloe that she’d be working for her.
Apparently Leah really had imprinted on Bart, and she didn’t trust him living with Chloe all alone in the house…so she made sure to spend as much time with them as possible, giving Chloe the most suspicious glares the blonde had ever received.
Of course, it didn’t help that Bart hadn’t really taken the native girl serious and was too busy flirting with Chloe to notice the jealousy this was causing her to suffer. Also, he’d started going out with some girl named Jessica Stanley…and so it was understandable that Leah Clearwater looked at the end of her rope.
Chloe was kinda glad for the fact that the wolf now had someone else to glare at.
“Nah, that’s too depressing.” Jacob made a face as he looked at the pictures of the new items Chloe was considering acquiring for the shop. It was a slow day, with Lana and Embry off to Port Angeles to take care of some shopping Chloe had asked her to do, and Bart and Leah both out. No one knew where Lois was, but they assumed she was off bugging Paul at his workplace.
Chloe and Jacob sat on the old antique table Chloe refused to put for sale, going over the new products, Chloe pointing out which ones interested her.
“It’s not depressing.” Chloe frowned, pulling the picture of the antique in question closer, looking at it. “I think it has a bittersweet feeling of lovers lost.”
“Yeah. Depressing.” Jacob took the picture of the painting in question and threw it behind him, ignoring the gasp of horror that earned him. “You need stuff like this. It rocks.”
Not sure why she let the young man hang around her shop whenever he wasn’t in school, Chloe glared at him before jerking the picture out of his hand, looking at the statue in question.
It actually was kinda cool.
She paused, examining it. “It has a very nostalgic feeling to it, doesn’t it? Like a dream?”
It was a statue of a young woman laying in a meadow, smiling at a flower in her hand.
“It must have taken the guy who did this forever to finish. I mean, it’s made out of stone and very detailed.” Jacob pointed out, reaching out and grabbing the edge of Chloe’s seat, dragging it right next to his so that they could look at the picture at the same time.
Chloe watched him as he moved her around with such ease, as if she weighed no more than a feather.
It was a little frustrating at times, but god it was useful when she had to clean and needed him to lift up certain items so she could sweep underneath!
“I’ve been thinking about the website, and I think you need to make it seem less like a business and more like a calling.” Jacob replied, resting his arm in the back of her chair in a lazy, casual gesture, gaze and attention on the pictures in front of them. “I know you had Lex’s people do it up for you, and I know it’s gorgeous and everyone loves it, but while it’s professional it just isn’t you.”
“How is it not me?” Chloe asked, gaze and attention solely on the man now.
He seemed completely oblivious to her gaze, reaching for a picture of an antique necklace. “Well, its kind cold, and feelingless, you know? It portrays a completely different feeling than the store itself.” A contented smile lit his face as he rose his gaze to look around the store in question. “When I walk up into the store so many emotions and feelings rush at me. There’s happiness as you hum somewhere among the shelves, there’s a homey feeling with all the little personal touches you’ve added since you took over, and it’s always warm unlike the cold outside, making one feel like they’ve found a shelter from the harshness of the outside world…a place to disappear to for a while to rest and recharge to face what’s waiting for us outside that door.”
Chloe tilted her head slightly as she watched him, as she heard his beautiful words.
Jacob Black was a poet at heart.
Who would have thought it?
“Completely changing the subject…how’s Bart doing?” Jacob asked, turning to look at her, eyes concerned.
Chloe sighed, looking away. “He still wakes up in the middle of the night screaming. It---they did horrible things to him while he was captured, and even though being away from the team and just having a normal life has been helping him, the nightmares just won’t go away. He keeps relieving the torture and experimentation he went through.”
Jacob shook his head. “I can understand how vampires can be cruel…but I just can’t understand how humans can hurt other humans like this without a conscience.”
“Well, easy.” Chloe looked down at the pictures. “To them we’re not humans. We’re abnormal…we’re monsters.”
“You’re not a monster!” Jacob snapped, protective.
She turned a smile on him. “I know that. But they don’t. They didn’t see Bart as a kid they were torturing, they saw him as a specimen to be examined. Just like they would do to me, Lana or Lois or anyone else if they could get their hands on us.”
“Which was why you were so afraid when Emily discovered you were a mutant.” Jacob remembered. “You would have fled into the night if I hadn’t tracked you to the Potter home.”
“Good nose, by the way.” Chloe congratulated, knocking her shoulder into his playfully.
“I do my best.” He grinned.
They smiled at each other, enjoying the other’s company.
Jacob’s gaze fell to her lips, and he bit his slightly, expression quickly going from amused to longing.
His face was just so expressive it fascinated Chloe.
Jacob might have had his lycanthropy thrust unwillingly onto his shoulders, as well as his duty as guardian of the people and killer of vampires…but he was still so innocent. Chloe admired the way that he hadn’t allowed what he did to dull and change him, like she had. He hadn’t let it take away that innocence her duty had stripped from her, hadn’t allowed it to make him cynical and sarcastic.
Sometimes she resented him for it because it made her feel that she’d done something wrong, that she hadn’t been as strong as she could have been…
But most of the time Chloe just enjoyed being with him, hearing his words, trying to understand the way his mind worked.
His hand came down on her, warm, protective, right.
Chloe gulped, eyes widening as she looked away, knowing she was blushing and yet unable to do anything about it. “So, what do you want for your birthday?”
Jacob continued looking at her in longing, voice distracted. “Nothing.”
“Come on, there’s got to be something a soon to be seventeen year old wants.” Chloe stood, a little nervous, gaze returning to their clasped hands when Jacob tightened his hold on it, refusing to let go when she’d tried pulling hers from his.
He---ever since that conversation with Lex weeks back Jacob had been on his best behavior, controlling himself, and while Chloe had appreciated it, it’d made her notice everything Jacob did more. It was as if her body had been on alert, just expecting him to make a move, and when he hadn’t done anything it’d made her become hyperaware of the wolf and everything he did and said.
Her green orbs rose rapidly from their joined hands to look up into his face. “J-Jacob?”
He walked towards her. “I’ll be seventeen in three days.”
“I-I know. We were just talking about it, remember?” She was nervous.
Her heart sped rapidly in her chest as he stood before her, hand still clasping hers, his other raising to slowly place a strand of golden hair out of her face and behind her ear, his calloused fingers brushing the back of her ear and trailing down towards her jaw, causing the female to shiver as electricity ran throughout her body at the touch.
He towered over her, looking so much like a man that she could forget, if she let herself, the fact that he was still only a teenager.
“Jacob?” Chloe whispered, voice trembling, as her hands somehow found themselves resting against his chest…not pulling him close, and yet not pushing him away either…just resting there, feeling the warmth of his body through the material.
Jacob leaned towards her, letting go of her hand and resting that hand, palm down, against the wall a little behind her.
With his other hand he trailed a calloused finger caressingly along her jaw line.
Chloe’s heartbeat increased drastically, and she knew he could sense it. She knew he could scent the nervous excitement rising from her body.
That was why he’d let go of her hand and instead rested his hand against the wall. He was giving her the opportunity to run, to duck under his arm and head for cover, if she really didn’t want him to touch her.
And yet, with his eyes filled with such desperate longing, and with a touch so tender and yet claiming…his fingers sliding down her neck to cup her neck, his thumb caressing her racing pulse…
Chloe’s mouth was dry, but she couldn’t even think.
She didn’t move.
She couldn’t have even if she’d wanted to.
And she didn’t.
“I’ll be seventeen…in three days.” His voice was a whisper as he lowered his head slowly, gaze hungry on her lips. And yet he found the strength to just rest their foreheads together, their breaths both heavy as all of a sudden the atmosphere in the room shifted, changed, getting hotter, heavier…
“I…know…” Chloe whispered, eyes falling shut, her hands finally clenching at his shirt, heart and pulse desperately beating like drums in her body at his closeness.
Jacob raised his face, lips pressing reverently against her forehead, his breath hot against her skin, his lips skimming ghostly down the side of her skin, barely touching her, and yet still lighting a fiery trail in their wake.
Chloe’s breath caught in her throat, breaths pants, hands clutching tightly at his shirt, not even noticing how her body arched into his instinctively.
Or how she’d raised her face towards his.
Jacob watched her intently the whole while, his expression that of longing and agony as his lips hovered over hers, not touching, only a breath away.
Chloe’s hazy green orbs rose to meet his, seeing the question there, his waiting for permission.
She closed her eyes.
His breathing went ragged and she could feel his lips begin to brush against hers in an almost kiss…
The bells above the front door jangled loudly. “EVERYONE!” Lois voice echoed. “CONGRATULATE ME!”
Chloe gasped, pushing away from Jacob and ducking under his arm, escaping and putting some distance between them, eyes wide, hand over her rapidly beating heart, face red in embarrassment and…and…
Jacob groaned in agony, ducking his head and slamming his fist sideways into the wall.
“Are you guys in the back room again?” Lois appeared, grin bright on her face. “You’ll never believe it! Congratulate me! Congratulate me! Come on!”
Jacob grumbled something under his breath, head still bent, body tense, that Chloe doubted was congratulations.
“Thanks Pole Boy!” Lois grinned, oblivious, turning to Chloe. “What about you?”
“What am I congratulating you for?” Chloe was relieved that Lois was for once oblivious to sexual tension…something she had an uncanny way of noticing in other people.
“I got a job!” Lois exclaimed.
Chloe blinked, shocked. “In Forks?”
Lois pouted. “Of course in Forks. Where else?”
Chloe ran her hand through her hair. “I thought you hated it? That you were disowning Lana and I because we were staying here? That you thought we were idiots?”
“You guys are, but I’d be evil to leave you two here while I go and be awesome somewhere else.” Lois announced brightly, folding her hands over her chest. “So I figured, I’d have to start looking for a job since Lana’s working for you and I like this store, but I don’t do antiques, you know?”
“So, I saw an add in today’s paper and I just knew it was perfect for me! I applied and guess what? I’m the only person who’s applied for the position since it’s been out, and I was given the job! So starting tomorrow I’m bringing in the meat baby!” Lois pumped her arm in the air, apparently very psyched about this.
Chloe laughed, happy to see her cousin in such a great mood.
The blonde went and hugged her. “Congratulations Big Cuz. I’m so very proud of you.”
“Thanks.” Lois hugged her back tightly, smiling happily. “Means a lot to me. It will be my first job ever.”
“So…” Chloe pulled away. “Where is it? What job did you get?”
Lois beamed. “You’re looking at Chief Swan’s new Administrative Assistant!”
Suddenly Jacob barked out an unpleasant laugh, finally straightening up and turning to face them. “Have you told Paul that?”
Lois beamed. “Not yet.”
Jacob began to laugh, more pleasantly, shaking his head and hugging himself. “His reaction to this is just another reason you wanted that job, wasn’t it?”
“He’ll explode, try to shift, then he won’t be able to cuz we all know I make him impotent, so he’ll get frustrated and storm away in a huff.” Lois admitted with a nod.
Jacob laughed more, running a hand through his long hair. “When are you going to stop doing stuff like this to him?”
“When he stops making it so fun.” Lois snorted, as if this should be obvious. She turned to Chloe.
The front door flew open, the bells shrieking.
They didn’t have time to leave the backroom and see who was making such a racket because in seconds Paul appeared, eyes narrowed and on Jacob. “We have to go. Now.”
Lois frowned at him for totally ignoring her.
“What’s wrong?” Jacob asked, eyes narrowed as well.
“Five hikers were found. Eaten.” Paul responded bluntly. “We have bloodsuckers in the area again. And from the massacre we’re dealing with a larger group than usual.”
“Great.” Jacob snarled, going towards Paul before turning to Chloe. “Stay here tonight, don’t go outside. And call Emily if anything happens. She’ll find a way to get into contact with us.”
Chloe smirked at him. “I can take care of myself, you know.”
Lois butted into the conversation. “Plus, she has me to take care of her too. So don’t sweat it Pole Boy. If any vamps come here I’ll…”
Paul turned to Chloe. “Knock her out with whatever’s closest at hand at that time and take her to safety, okay?”
Chloe nodded. “Will do.”
“Thanks.” The older wolf sounded grateful.
“HEY!” Lois exclaimed, completely insulted. “Don’t be making plans to double cross me right in front of my face!”
Paul smirked at her. “Just stay in tonight and be safe, Lois. Don’t be such a pain in the ass, please?”
“Where’s the fun in that?” She wanted to know, eyes narrowed.
Paul smirked deeper before motioning for Jacob to follow him as he moved to go back out.
Jacob turned to Chloe. “Call Bart and get him to tell Leah wants going on and get him back here. He might be fast, but that’s all he’s got going for him. Vampires are fast and deadly. And call Lana and Embry.”
Chloe nodded, already reaching for her phone before pausing as she watched him turn to follow after Paul. “Jacob!”
He turned back to her.
A beautiful smile lit his face and he nodded before turning and leaving.
Chloe watched him go, holding her phone to her heart, before sighing and beginning to call the people Jacob had asked her to.
Lois grumbled and hurried to the front door, opening it wide and screaming down the street to Paul, who’d already been running away. “I GOT A JOB WITH CHARLIE SWAN TODAY SO I’M GOING TO BE SPENDING MORE TIME WITH HIM THAN WITH YOU FROM NOW ON!!!”
“WHAT?!?” Paul’s pissed/horrified voice could be heard screaming back.
“SURVIVE TONIGHT AND WE MIGHT TALK ABOUT IT LATER!” Lois closed the door and returned by the time Chloe had finished talking to Bart and Leah, who’d been out getting food for everyone, and was dialing Lana.
Lois sat down on the seat, sighing. “That pissed him off. And a pissed wolf is dangerous. If he’s pissed off enough, he’ll make sure he doesn’t get his ass killed tonight----if only to scream at me later.”
Chloe quickly gave Lana the message, before hanging up and sitting down next to Lois. “You’re worried about him.”
“No I’m not.” Lois pouted, looking at the pictures Chloe and Jacob had been going over, before sending a worried look towards the door and sighing.
Apparently Paul didn’t need to worry about Chief Swan as much as he believed he did.
A scream brought Chloe awake.
Turning to look at the clock, she noticed it was three in the morning, like clockwork. The blonde hurriedly got up from where she’d fallen asleep on the sofa while waiting for Emily’s promised call whenever she heard of anything.
It’d been hard to get Bart to stay with them, him wanting to help the wolves, but Bart was still injured from his time captured, he wasn’t ready, especially not mentally, for this---so Chloe had used the emotional blackmail card, telling him he needed to stay here in case any vampire came to attack.
Everyone knew it probably wouldn’t happen, and yet Lois and Lana had both stayed the night at her home, and Bart felt responsible for the women, staying with them, though he promptly went to sleep when Chloe gave him the sleeping pills he needed to get a night’s sleep.
“Bart.” Chloe whispered as she entered his room, sitting by the bed and shaking him awake, stopping his screams.
Bart flew up in bed, eyes wide in fear, sweating, shivering.
Heart breaking, Chloe pulled the younger man in her arms and held him close as he trembled, still half stuck in his nightmares and yet knowing that here he was safe. “Everything’s okay, Bart. It was a dream. Only a dream. You’re in Forks, you’re safe. They don’t have you anymore. They can’t hurt you anymore. You’re safe.”
“I hate them, Chloe.” Bart whispered, arms around her trembling. “I hate them!”
“Me too.” She whispered.
Soon his shaking stopped, and like every night, the young man laid back in bed and fell asleep, holding her hand.
Reaching over and kissing his forehead, Chloe sighed as she stood, going to the window to close the curtain, when she froze, seeing someone leaning against the tree, looking up observantly at the home.
Narrowing her eyes, Chloe stormed out of the room and through the living room (where Lana and Lois had fallen asleep waiting for news as well) and down the stairs.
Pulling her cardigan closer around her, Chloe turned on the lights of the shop, the light illuminating outside…the tree standing alone.
Going to the door, Chloe looked left and right through the glass.
No one was there.
A scream echoed outside.
Chloe hesitated, remembering Jacob telling her not to go outside…
Another scream filled the night.
Oh, screw this!
Unlocking the door, Chloe rushed out into the darkness towards the sound, heading into the darkness, before stopping when a red-eyed vampire appeared in front of her, smirking.
Another moved out from the shadows behind her.
She clenched her fists.
It had been a trap.
“Kill her.” A voice rumbled from the darkness.