Title: Wolf In Hiding
Sequel to: Summer In Smallville
Pairings: Chloe/Jacob, Lois/Clark
Fandoms: Smallville/Twilight (SLIGHT Angel)
Disclaimer: Don't own
Summary: Jacob had always suspected deep down inside that he'd imprinted on Chloe before even knowing about his werewolf genes, but it doesn't matter anymore. She was killed when she was seventeen, and ever since then he's been on autopilot. But then he discovers she's alive, but there's a downside to this discovery. She's working for a secret government organization with her cousin and her friend Clark whom Jacob can't forgive for keeping her being alive a secret from him...and the only way Jacob can find to be with Chloe is as a wolf...and her pet.
They lived underground.
Jacob took in the smells warily as they stepped off of the platform that'd taken them down into the underground city whose access point was a discreetly guarded, normal looking gas station employee's lounge. The large underground building seemed to be humming with life of every kind of life, each person going about their life and work, minding their own business. Some gave half waves to Chloe and the others from her space ship, and Jacob received more than a few curious looks, but other than that he got no reaction from the inhabitants of the underground facility.
It just went to show how used to the unnatural these people were.
Chloe froze at that voice and a wince crossed her face but by the time she'd twirled onher heel towards the speaker, her face was a mask of nothingness. "Sir."
"What is that
, Sullivan?" A large, muscular man in a suit asked, armed clasped behind his back and eyeing Jacob critically.
Jacob's lips pulled back in a silent snarl.
Whoever this was, he didn't like him, and he didn't like the response he generated in Chloe either.
"My new pet, sir." Chloe responded, voice disciplined into a emotionless tone. "We found him in the woods in Forks, and he decided to come along."
"Sullivan, when I told you that you needed a pet, I was thinking about a cat, or a chihuahua...possibly a garden snake." The man announced with a shake of his head. "You're having enough problems as it is with violence to get yourself a bear."
"Wolf, sir." Chloe replied.
This dude was in charge and he couldn't even tell the difference between a wolf and a bear?
"Well, a bear obviously raped its mother." The man shrugged that off before clearing his throat. "Now Sullivan, I'm going to let this slide because this beast of yours might just come in handy in the future, but I want you to take it to the doc to have him checked over this creature. And then I want him trained. I don't need it attacking anyone down here."
"Of course sir." Chloe responded.
"On your way to the doc's then." He motioned her away with a movement of his hand.
Jacob smelt the irritation rising off of her as with one more 'yes sir' she'd turned around and begun stomping stiffly. The wolf gave the man a little warning growl before turning and following Chloe, his concern over the anger and annoyance rising from her pores the only thing keeping him from getting distracted by what was going on around him.
"One time. One
time." She kept mumbling to herself.
Jacob frowned, not paying attention where he was going and nearly walked into a man in red, but the man moved at a superhuman speed and went around Jacob to appear at Chloe's other side.
Jacob recognized this scent.
This was the red blur who'd taken the few bodies Chloe and Clark had left in the woods.
"Hey Chloelicious." The man, who looked younger than Chloe (probably around Jacob's age) smiled at her. "I've been all over the Dome, and everyone is talking about your poodle."
The man gave him a quick look.
Chloe smirked. "I don't think he liked you calling him that, Bart."
"Whatever." He snorted, turning to her. "So. You really planning on adopting it?" He made up his face. "Imagine the size of the shit this thing must squeeze out. Are you really
willing to pick it up and everything?"
Jacob didn't know whether to blush or go pale.
He---he hadn't thought about...that...before.
There was no way he was going to...let Chloe...but as a canine...he couldn't exactly go to the bathroom to use the toilet now could he?
Chloe stopped and turned to look at Jacob's wolf-form curiously. "You're right. They'll be logs."
Jacob sat down on his hind legs, lowering his head, unable to listen to this conversation standing.
He---this plan was starting to show the many little holes in them that he hadn't thought about when he'd made that split decision and stayed as a wolf to keep Chloe. It wasn't that he was regretting the decision made, he had her back again, he could never regret anything he'd done to accomplish that---but he wished he'd thought of his plan a little better.
"And think of the fleas. And the ticks
." Bart continued to mark himself as a persona nongrata in Jacob's books. "And where will he sleep? You have a small room, 'Licious."
Jacob's head jerked up at that and his eyes narrowed.
How the hell did Shorty know what her room was like?
"I'll get doc to give him something for the fleas and ticks, if he has any." Chloe's hand went to Jacob, her fingers threading through his fur slowly, softly, as if she could feel the danger rising off of him and was soothing him.
Jacob's eyes closed and he leaned into the touch.
"Well. You got him tamed at least." Bart announced.
"Nonsense." Chloe scolded, finger digging deeper into the fur, the tips of said digits finally coming into contact with skin, and it was electrifyingly delicious. "He's a wild beast through and through. He's magnificent." She looked up from Jacob to Bart. "Why would I want to change that?"
Jacob's eyes opened and he looked at her, wanting to howl at those words.
But at the doc's, the reasons for wanting to howl were different.
That tiny yet fiercely strong little woman had prodded and probed him in places...well...it hadn't been very comfortable, and yet not only had he had to endure it, but he'd had to let it happen while Chloe was watching the whole time, sometimes trying to hold him still while that little devil grandma continued to humiliate and traumatize him.
Afterwards he'd had to remain there with Chloe as the devil-woman looked over her specimens.
"He's got worms." The woman looked up.
So did Jacob, eyes wide in utter horror.
He had what
"Figures." Chloe sighed, bringing her hand to her forehead. "He's been living in the woods hunting and eating the wildlife that are infested with worms themselves." She scratched behind his ear. "What's the treatment, doc?"
"Well, darling, I got you some good news and some bad news." The woman announced, trying to keep her face serious but a wicked smile was visibly trying to make its way onto her face. "Which do you want first?"
"The good, I suppose." Chloe replied, wariness making its way into her voice and expression.
"We do have worm medicine for an animal this large." The doc began, that evil smile tilting her lips.
Chloe took in a deep breath, seeming a little fearful. "Why are you enjoying this so much, Lou?"
"It's in suppository form, and I ain't doing it."
Chloe gulped. "Couldn't I just...I don't know...use my power and try to kill them like I did Illyria?"
Lou smirked, shaking her head. "You could kill him if you did. You most probably would kill him. You know your powers are...unsteady...at best. With Lois the risk didn't matter since she would have died anyway, but are you willing to risk killing your new friend?"
Chloe shook her head.
Lou grinned brighter. "Let me go get those suppositories for you."
Jacob and Chloe turned to look at each other, sure the other could read the dread on their faces.