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19th-Jul-2010 02:15 am
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Title: Of Evil Eyes And Unlikely Alliances
Pairing: Chloe Sullivan/Whitney Fordman
Fandom: Smallville
Rating: T
Disclaimer: I do not own
Summary: When Whitney, sure that his ex's friend, Tina Greer, has placed the Evil Eye on him, he goes to the only person he believes will not only believe him, but help him as well. Chloe Sullivan isn't exactly the girl he thought she would be...but that's okay.
Note: Written for my Paranormal25 150. Prompt of the day #69: Evil Eye




Despite still not being able to speak, Chloe was back in school two days later. Whitney had become her lozenge-dealer and hooked her up with an insane amount of packs. It'd been kinda cute, because he'd brought her a pack with different flavors, and had spent the night with her studying shape shifters-and her reactions to the different flavors. At first she'd thought he was just being annoying, but apparently he'd been really paying attention because the next day when Whitney and Lana had arrived, the blonde jock had brought larger bags with the flavors Chloe had liked the best.

And he'd bought three large bags of the water mellon flavored ones.

She didn't know how he'd figured out that those had been her favorite-but she kinda liked it.

Lana was having a hard time because she'd been placed in a hard situation.

Tina had always been her friend, and now Lana had to evaluate the fact that Tina could very well be the shapeshifter. And Chloe thought Whitney had been a little callous when he'd told Lana that she couldn't let Tina know that she was a suspect-and to use their friendship to spy on the girl to find the proof they needed. Whitney was completely sure that the shapeshifter was Tina, and while Chloe might believe that too, she didn't want to let any bias go against them like it has with the Evil Eye culprit.

Speaking about the Evil Eye, Chloe and Lana were studying together, to see if Lana could consciously learn to control her power...and so far they weren't having any progress, but neither girl were giving up.

"Chloe."

The blonde looked up and smiled at Ricky Foster, the Center. She waved at him, admiring the way he looked in his jersey.

"How are you doing?" Ricky asked, tilting his head to the side slightly as his gaze went to the ugly bruises still dark on her neck. "God, I can't believe someone actually put their hands on you."

She raised her finger up for him to wait a second, and then began writing maniacally in the small notepad Whitney had given her that morning since he'd assured her the rest of the school wouldn't be as awesome as him in understanding her non-verbal communication.

When she was finished writing, she turned the notepad around so Ricky could see what she'd written.

And here I was under the impression that most of the football team wanted to do nothing but wring my neck.

Ricky grinned as he read that. "Maybe before. But they've come around. If me and Fordman think you're okay, they've figured that you can't be all that bad. Plus, more girls have called them since you auctioned off their numbers. It helps their egos."

If she could have laughed she would've.

Instead, she just grinned toothily and began scribbling rapidly once more. So the way to a guy's heart is through their ego, not the stomach.

"Oh, for a lot of guys its still the stomach." He reassured her, ducking his head. "Talking about the stomach. My family own this cabin on an island and when we win this championship, the team and some others are going to go there to celebrate." He cleared his throat. "You could bring your friends if you wanted too. I don't want you thinking I'm some creep taking you to some remote place to have you gang-raped and then fed to the pigs or something."

For the record, that had nothing to do with the stomach.

He smiled sheepishly. "I know...I was just trying to find a lead-in for that conversation...and it really didn't work out."

She paused, looking at him curiously. You're really inviting me?

"Course." He nodded, keeping his gaze ducked. "It'll be for the long weekend, and there will be booze and you can mock the boys as they act like drunken idiots."

That sounded amusing. Why?

"Because, be it my sex or not, men are just idiots when they get drunk and I know you'd enjoy documenting it."

A hoarse near-laugh escaped her, and she winced when it really hurt.

"Are you okay?" Ricky asked, worried.

She nodded. I'm fine. Don't worry.

"You sure?"

She nodded once more. I was actually asking you WHY you were inviting me.

Ricky paused, looking at the notepad, at her, and then at the ground. "Well, you know-."

"Foster."

Chloe and Ricky turned to see Whitney coming towards them, face odd.

Ricky cleared his throat and ducked his gaze. "Uh, Whitney. Didn't see you there."

"Obviously." There was something tight in Whitney's voice as he reached them, flinging a causal arm over Chloe's shoulders. "Feeling better today, Sully? I still stand by what I said last night. You should be at home."

She gave him a glare.

"I don't care if you're dying of boredom, you don't want to over tax your body."

She poked him in his chest.

He chuckled. "Yes, well, what can I say to that?"

Her look spoke volumes.

"Real mature, Sullivan." He chided.

Her face broke out into a smile as she shook her head, rolling her eyes.

Whitney's smile straightened out somewhat as his eyes turned on Ricky. "So, what were you two talking about?" He snatched the notepad from Chloe's hands and an odd expression darkened his face as he looked up at Ricky with a vicious smile. "Were you inviting her out on a date, Foster?" He flinched when Chloe slapped him in his chest. "Ouch! Sullivan!"

She glared at him.

He glared down at her. "I am not being a jerk. I was asking a question. Since when has that been illegal in the land of the free?"

She rolled her eyes.

"And I would think you, Miss Future Daily Planet, would appreciate a good interrogation." He continued, passing her back her notepad.

Chloe made up her face at Whitney, and probably would have physically assaulted him once more, but she started to cough...and she grabbed her throat...in agony.

"Hey, hey, take it easy Sully." Whitney reached into the pocket of his jersey and pulled out a water mellon flavor lozenge. The blonde unwrapped it and plopped it into her mouth the moment the coughing was over. "Now suck on that. It'll help."

She nodded, obedient for once.

"Good girl." Whitney smiled in approval. "Feeling better?"

She nodded.

"Good." He smiled, before raising an eyebrow at Ricky. "Yes, well, this conversation has been...yeah. But I've got to take this hellion to make sure that that the Torch hasn't burnt down during her two day absence. So we'll be going now."

Chloe looked up at him, eyes wide and a smile appearing on her face.

How had he known that she was desperate to see how her baby had faired without her?

"Um, yeah." Ricky nodded. "Uh, see you later."

Chloe nodded.

"Yeah." Whitney sneered. "I'll see you at practice."

Ricky cleared his throat and walked away.

Chloe waved.

Whitney eased her hand down.

She glared at him.

He chuckled. "The fact that you like to imagine whipping me so often makes me think you have a little bit of a sadistic side to you, Sullivan." He leaned closer to her, his breath hot against her ear. "Fancy a leather outfit and some handcuffs?"

She closed her eyes and couldn't repress the shiver of delight his breath induced.

God.

If she wasn't careful this attraction could become something so much more dangerous!

And with that worry, she let him lead her to the Torch.

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Not being able to talk at home was torture.

Not being able to talk at school was hell.

Chloe sighed as she looked at herself in the bathroom mirror. Well, to be truthful, she was looking at the dark, ugly marks on her neck, and replaying the attack over and over again. She'd been having nightmares of the attack, and sometimes, she admitted to being scared of whether her father was really her father and not the shapeshifter in disguise waiting for her to sleep...but the blonde refused to let anyone know this. She wasn't going to let that shapeshifter get the better of her. She was strong. She could handle this.

"Those marks are ugly."

Chloe sighed when she heard that high-pitched voice, raising her gaze to meet Dawn Stiles' eyes in the reflection.

"You know, I've always known you wanted attention, but there is "bad" attention, you know?" Dawn announced with a sneer, gaze going down to her perfect pink fingernails. "You look gauche."

Chloe was surprised that Dawn even knew the word.

"Not that you're any better normally, of course." Dawn continued on, raising her gaze from her nails. "I don't know what game you're playing, but trying to take all the attention to yourself by playing the poor victim isn't going to work, okay? You're nothing but the nerdy, unwanted, and totally uncool dyed blonde who spends her high school years cooped up in that musty old office pouring your all into a newspaper no one gives a shit about."

Chloe leaned back against the sink, just watching the thinner girl.

"I stayed quiet for a while because I'm incredibly awesome and I know the underdog needs some attention, but you're going too far." The blonde poked her pink fingernail in Chloe's direction. "You're using Whitney's sympathy for a pathetic little nobody to try and worm your way into his life and I can not stay silent anymore!"

Chloe raised an eyebrow.

Since when had Dawn ever known the meaning of silence?

"This has got to stop." Dawn yipped like a moody pomeranian. "Break it off with Whitney or else."

Chloe just watched her.

"Or else." Dawn repeated, before storming out of the bathroom.

Watching the door slam shut, Chloe waited a second before turning around and looking at the marks on her neck once more.

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Back at home, Chloe lay on her back, reading a book on ancient native american legends surrounding shapeshifting. In the background she could hear Lana talking on Skype to Lois Lane. Ever since the attack Lois had made it her mission to call up every evening to know that her Baby Cuz was fine. Since Chloe couldn't talk, she'd give her cousin a wave, blow her a kiss, and let her father or Lana talk to the brunette and give her a recount of everything that'd happened up until that point. Since Lana was usually over, and Gabe was usually working during the time Lois called, it was Lana who was the one who talked to Lois the most, and while intimidated by the other girl at first, Lana was doing better.

Chloe was quite impressed, actually.

But right now, she was immersed in her book.

So far, all she'd read had said that most shape shifters were at least bothered by silver. Even if it only gave a rash. Of course, the fact that this was most probably a meteor-rock induced power might get rid of that aspect of the curse, but Chloe didn't think it could hurt to do some hacking into the local medical records and find out if there was anyone in Smallville High who had some sort of allergy to silver.

There was also the fact that shape shifters were said to be more aggressive during full moons, even in their human form.

Chloe didn't think she wanted to try that out.

"No." Lana announced snippily to Lois. "They're friends. She helped him and he's helping her."

Chloe sighed and looked up at the ceiling.

What if that was exactly what was going on?

What if Whitney was only repaying her for the help she'd tried to give him?

And anyway, while the shapeshifter was at large Lana was in danger as well.

It made sense that he'd want the person found out and not be a threat any more.

Maybe Dawn had been right, in a way.

Maybe...

Chloe frowned, straining her ears.

Was that-?

Getting up, Chloe put down the book and went towards the front door. Opening it cautiously, she froze when she saw what was on her front porch.

There was a puppy.

A tan and black puppy with wrinkles and large brown eyes that looked soulfully up at her.

"She's a mutt, though its clear to see she has German Shepherd somewhere in her lineage."

Chloe looked up in surprise at the voice, seeing Whitney wringing out his jersey. Apparently he'd used the hose to wash it.

"She peed on it while in the truck." Whitney sighed. "I thought that the fact that she was a mutt would make her like you more, that you'd find her to have more 'character' or something like that. Plus, mixed dogs are usually healthier, and my mom assures me that female dogs are known to be more protective of their owners."

Chloe bent down, unable to keep from picking up the adorable puppy, holding the creature in her arms as it licked her face.

"Do you know how much of a pain in the ass it was to clean her?" Whitney wanted to know, looking annoyed. "She was covered in ticks and fleas, and every time I thought I'd gotten the last one another appeared."

She rubbed the puppy behind its ear, looking at Whitney in confusion.

"She's not house-trained. My room will never be the same." The jock continued as he made his way up the steps so that he was standing in front of her a little awkwardly. "The books we've been reading---they all say dogs go crazy in the presence of shape shifters---and that shifters don't like them either."

Chloe looked up at him.

He cleared his throat and looked away, rubbing the back of his head. "Look, I know it's stupid and-."

Heart thumping loudly, Chloe pushed up on her toes and pressed a kiss to his cheek.

Whitney went still.

Chloe pulled away and looked down at the puppy, feeling the blush climbing up her neck.

Whitney still hadn't moved.

She chanced a look up at him, wondering if she'd just-.

Whitney's face was bright pink.

She chanced a small, shy and awkward smile at him.

He returned the gesture before clearing his throat and ducking his gaze. "Yes, well, uh, practice was hell and coach was the devil as always but, uh, and..."

Chloe grinned up at him.

He was rambling.

Whitney glared at her. "Stop finding this so amusing."

She grinned brighter and motioned for him to come inside.

The puppy continued to lick her chin.

Whitney watched her in silence, a small smile on his lips, before following her in.
Comments 
19th-Jul-2010 07:41 am (UTC)
Can't get enough of this story!!!!

Love the easy banter between Chloe and Whitney. And of course when he go jealous and putting his arm around Chloe in oder to mark his territory. But I don't think Chloe noticed what he was actually doing!!!

Awwww, he got her a puppy to protect Chloe!!! Sooo cute!!!!
19th-Jul-2010 12:53 pm (UTC)
That's good to know!

I enjoy the banter between Whitney and Chloe too! Every time I try to make them kinda 'get along amicably' they always end up 'getting along snarkily' instead. lol
19th-Jul-2010 07:50 am (UTC)
Love this story can't wait foe the romance

19th-Jul-2010 12:54 pm (UTC)
it should be showing itself more from no on.
19th-Jul-2010 08:20 am (UTC)
Great chapter! Love how jealous Whitney is and how oblivious Chloe is. Also I'm starting to think that Dawn girl is the "Evil Eye".

Update soon;D
19th-Jul-2010 12:55 pm (UTC)
Well, remember that Lana is the one with the Evil Eye.

Yep, Whitney has to beat away the jock because Chloe just couldn't get it. lol
19th-Jul-2010 08:37 am (UTC)
love LOVE this story!
...and I was wondering if Lana has a thing for Chloe too or is it my imagination? lol
19th-Jul-2010 12:56 pm (UTC)
Yay! Happy to hear!
And this far into the story I can say that, Yes, Lana *does* have a thing for Chloe. ;)
19th-Jul-2010 12:28 pm (UTC)
This was an awesome update!

I like that we see how connected Chloe and Whitney are and apparently, other people are starting to pick up on it as well. Dawn Stiles was incredibly bitchy and I can't wait until Chloe has her voice back so she can tell her off.

And we also have Ricky interested in Chloe but now that he sees how much Whitney and Chloe like each other, will he back off?

Continued excellent work on this fic.
19th-Jul-2010 12:51 pm (UTC)
Oh, yeah, you know Chloe didn't give her a verbal smackdown because, well, she couldn't speak. lol

I shall not reveal! ;)
19th-Jul-2010 03:06 pm (UTC)
loved how whitney got her her fav cough drops after seeing which ones she liked lol. lana is being so obevosu of her feeling for chloe but no one sees it lol. loved how whitney got with the guy asking chloe out lol. awwwwwwwww whitney is so sweet getting her a dog with character to protect her when he is not around . PPMS
19th-Jul-2010 03:32 pm (UTC)
Yep, he pays attention to her. Always a good thing ;)
I think its because no one would really suspect Lana as being able to have a girl!crush.
19th-Jul-2010 03:57 pm (UTC)
A puppy!!

I'm starting to suspect that everyone who talks to Chloe is the shape-shifter. Does Dawn really know what "gauche" means?
19th-Jul-2010 04:00 pm (UTC)
I think Dawn's IQ is a one of those mysteries....lmao
19th-Jul-2010 06:13 pm (UTC)
I forgot to mention how much I love that Whitney got Chloe a puppy--that is beyond sweet and I wonder what Chloe will name him/her?
19th-Jul-2010 06:14 pm (UTC)
You'll find out in the next chapter (which should actually be out soon).
21st-Jul-2010 12:45 am (UTC)
Oh please let the shapeshifter be Dawn so we can murder her off with a clean conscience!

Whitney keeps Ricky away, brings her coughdrops in her fav flavor and then an adorable watchpuppy. Clearly it's love. :D
21st-Jul-2010 12:52 am (UTC)
*giggles* we shall seeeeeeeee.
You know, I know, everyone knows but Chloe. lol

21st-Jul-2010 03:59 am (UTC)
Aww, I'm a big puddle of mush right now! Whitney is so charming! I *love* that he knows what her favorite flavor lozenge is-- that he purposely paid attention to her to find out what ones she likes most. Aww! I also *love* that he bought her a puppy! Sooo cute! And his adorable awkwardness was just lovely. *sighs* I'm so completely and utterly in-love with your Whitney!

I also of course loved his jealousy over his teammate asking Chloe out. Hehe... Or at least I think he was asking her out. Poor Chloe, still doesn't have a clue though :)

Absolutely wonderful chapter!!!

21st-Jul-2010 04:27 am (UTC)
Im enjoying writing Whitney, I feel he wasn't given much of a chance on Smallville :(
5th-Mar-2011 11:02 am (UTC)
Okay, be still my heart. If a girl took me to a dog shelter and got me a dog, I would love them forever. I am so happy that Lois and Lana are talking. I think my theory of her getting with Lois is happening, and I am loving that. I at least want to see what a face to face conversation between them would be like. That would be awesome. Or oh god between Whitney and Lois! Haha, I can imagine it! Also, I would love to see Lois giving her (Lana and/or Chloe) martial arts lessons. YES! Okay, and now I am hardcore shipping Chloe and Whitney in this fic and I am wondering about the Shapeshifter because I am not sure what is happening. Is the shapeshifter wanting Whitney and not Lana, or were Tina and Dawn working together to break them up and then have Whitney for Dawn and Lana for Tina? Whatevs, I am off to the next chapter so I can figure this shit out.


Erin

Edited at 2011-03-05 11:04 am (UTC)
6th-Mar-2011 10:17 pm (UTC)
There's something about getting a dog/puppy/baby animal in general that for me is a sign of commitment. Can't answer anything!!!
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