Title: Of Love And War
Part of the Eternal Queen & Future King Series
Pairings: Chloe/Caspian, Chloe/Peter
Fandoms: Smallville, Narnia
Disclaimer: Don't own
Summary: That one night with the future king has left consequences Chloe never expected, and now not only does she have to tell Caspian and ready her people for war with the Telmarines, but The Kings and Queens are back.
When Chloe awoke, she wasn't alone.
Susan and Lucy sat by her, watching her with worry.
The blonde slowly sat up, wary, not sure how they'd react to her now that they obviously knew about Caspian and-----.
With a cry Lucy threw herself at Chloe and hugged her tightly. "I missed you so much!"
"I missed you all too." Over Lucy's shoulder, Chloe felt her heart lighten when she saw the tender smile Susan was sending her before the other girl joined in the hug as well. Chloe closed her eyes tightly and hugged the two girls she'd always loved a sisters close to her. "I missed you all so much.
Finally they pulled away, and the three girls were silent a moment, before Susan's gaze went to Chloe's stomach.
"So..." The dark haired beauty cleared her throat. "The Telmarine prince, huh?"
Chloe nodded, gaze lowering, hand resting on her protruding stomach. "Caspian has been a great friend of mine, and 1300 years have passed."
"For you." Lucy added. "For us it's only been a year."
"That's so unfair." Chloe whispered, feeling that sadness entered her soul.
Susan reached over and rested a hand over Chloe's. "Peter loves you, you know. He was desperate that whole year, trying to get back but unable to."
Chloe nodded, believing her.
"Do you...still...love him?" Lucy asked in her innocent way.
Chloe smiled sadly. "I'll never not
Susan rubbed Chloe's bump. "But you love the Telmarine prince as well."
"Caspian." Chloe nodded, smiling softly. "Yes. When I was in my darkest despair he appeared, and he made my life more than just a sad, meaningless existence."
Susan and Lucy shared sad looks.
"How long have you been...married...to him?" Susan wanted to know.
Chloe looked up, blushing. "We're not...married."
"He did this to you and he didn't even have the decency
to marry you?"
They looked up at the new voice, seeing Peter.
Susan quickly stood. "Peter. I know this is difficult for you but please, you know that she's delicate right now."
He nodded. "I know." His gaze rose to hers. "Could you please give me a moment with my wife?"
Lucy stood and hurried to Susan's side, the sisters leaving.
Chloe gulped, feeling scared and ashamed and angry.
She took in a deep breath and looked up at Peter. "I thought you were dead, Peter. 1300 years had passed."
"I-I know." Peter nodded, coming towards her and sitting down next to her, looking at her. "I-I hate it, Chloe. I hate the thought of you having been intimate with someone else, but I actually understand. And I want you to know that I don't hold this against you."
She smiled in such relief, reaching forwards and placing her hand on his. "Thank you, Peter."
His gaze went down to their joined hands and intertwined their fingers. "Tell me?"
She nodded, and softly did so, telling him about her meetings with the Telmarine prince, and how he'd thought it was a dream. She'd never kept anything from Peter before, so she was truthful as she told him about how she'd started falling in love with Caspian, and about the one and only night they'd had together, in which the child had been conceived.
Peter closed his eyes, shaking his head. "One night."
He chuckled, and the sound was hollow, as he opened his eyes once more and looked at her. "We tried for years, do you remember? We tried so hard
to have a child, but we never could."
"I think I kinda hate this guy." Peter admitted with a choked chuckle, shaking his head.
"Peter, none of this is Caspian's fault." Chloe needed him to understand. "He hasn't done anything wrong."
Peter chuckled darkly. "He thought that you were still married to me, and in that 'dream' he still seduced you, Chloe." He sneered. "He isn't innocent."
Chloe bit her bottom lip.
Peter's eyes went to her bump. "Can I---touch---it?"
She found herself chuckling, relived, not having expected that. "Of course."
Gulping, taking in a deep breath and letting it out loudly, Peter visibly gathered courage before reaching out and pressing his hand against her stomach. He turned and came closer, gaze on her bump, conflicted. "There's a life growing there."
"Yeah." She whispered, smiling softly. "I mightn't have met him or her yet, but I already love it so much."
Peter watched her with a smile. "I always knew you'd look beautiful with child."
She blushed, looking away.
"You're still my wife, Chloe."
She looked up at that, eyes wide.
"This hasn't changed that." Peter announced seriously, eyes narrowing. "This child, it doesn't change that. I will raise it as if it were my own. And when we have children of our own, I will not treat him or her any differently than I will my own flesh and blood."
"What?" Chloe whispered, shocked.
There was the sound of approaching footsteps, and they looked up in time to see Caspian stop short when he saw them.
"What do you want?" Peter nearly hissed, standing. "I am spending time with my wife
Something dark passed through Caspian's eyes. "I came to check on my child.
Chloe looked between them, fear and worry filling her.
They looked like they'd like nothing more than to kill
Suddenly Caspian looked away, closing his eyes as he backed down. "It is not good for My Lady when we fight."
Peter opened his mouth and then closed it, looking away as well, the desire to fight visible on his every feature.
Chloe looked between them before turning to the Telmarine Prince. "The child's fine, Caspian. We're both just a little tired. But other than that he or she is fine."
"And you, My Lady?" Caspian asked, worry obvious. "How are you? Do you need anything?"
"If she needs anything I
will get it for her." Peter snapped. "She's my
Caspian ignored him, gaze on Chloe. "If you should need anything, please, I beg you to know that I am here for you."
"She doesn't need
you." Peter growled, taking a menacing step towards Caspian.
"She can answer for herself!" Caspian finally snapped at Peter. "I do not know how it was like when you ruled Narnia together, but for far too long My Lady has had to shoulder everything by herself. She's had to keep herself hidden in the woods, and help keep her people safe. Despite the fact that everyone who knows her love her and want to help, she isn't used to relying on anyone. She feels she needs to be strong, needs to be the four of you
in one! You left, High King Peter, and she
paid for it!"
"Caspian!" Chloe gasped. "Peter didn't leave because he wanted to."
Peter looked away, agony on his face.
Caspian turned to her. "It was not my intention to agitate you. I apologize."
Chloe sighed, giving him a sad smile. "Forgiven."
He smiled softly at her. "I am here because one of the scouts noticed a Telmarine soldier in the forest. They knew we're here."
Chloe's eyes widened and she got to her feet.
Both males moved towards her and stopped, giving the other a calculated, unforgiving look.
"This is not the time for you two to be acting like two boys." Chloe snapped, raising her chin. "Our people are in danger and they need us to be strong and levelheaded and calm. They will know how to act by watching how we
act." She walked passed them. "We need to convene a meeting. The war has begun."
And with that she walked out of the room.
In the Stone Table room, everyone congregated as Peter addressed the Narnians.
"It's only a matter of time. Miraz' men and war machines are on their way." Peter stood, once more slipping into the role of High King addressing his people. "That means those same men aren't protecting his castle."
Lucy narrowed her eyes, looking at Caspian and Chloe.
From where they sat next to each other, on Peter's right, the Telmarine prince and the High Queen shared a frown.
Lucy bit her bottom lip.
"What do you propose we do, Sire?" Reedicheep asked.
"We-." Caspian began.
"Our-." Peter began.
There was a pause.
Peter looked over at Caspian, and the Telmarine prince conceded wordlessly, looking away, a muscle in his cheek jumping.
Lucy watched as Chloe reached over, and in a very natural move, placed her hand on Caspian's, caressing his skin with her thumb.
The annoyed look on the prince's face disappeared, and he turned to look at her, smiling with such open adoration that Lucy had to look away because she felt that she was intruding on something incredibly intimate.
Peter hadn't noticed what Lucy had, completely involved with what he was saying. "Our only hope is to strike them before they strike us."
Caspian looked up at that, eyes narrowed. "But that's crazy. No one has ever taken that castle."
"No one had ever taken Cair Paravel before your ancestors took it either." Peter replied coldly. "There's always a first time."
There was a very tense silence.
"We'll have the element of surprise." Trumpkin finally broke the silence.
"But we have the advantage here." Caspian argued.
"If we dig in, we could probably hold them off indefinitely." Susan added, apparently agreeing with Caspian.
"I, for one, feel safer underground." Trufflehunter also sided with the Telmarine prince.
"Look," Peter turned to Caspian. "I appreciate what you've done to protect my wife, but I have to do the same. This isn't a fortress, it's a tomb."
"He's right." Edmund nodded, finally speaking up. "If the Telmarines are smart, they'll just starve us out."
"We could collect nuts!" Pattertwig, the squirrel volunteered.
"Oh, yes, and throw them at the Telmarines! ... Shut up!" Reepicheep snapped at the squirrel.
!" Chloe snapped, causing the mouse to jump at the sound. "Everyone is allowed to speak their mind and offer solutions at this table. Do not
do that again."
"I'm sorry my Queen." The mouse whispered, visibly humbled. "The situation has me on pins and needles." He turned to Pattertwig. "I beg your pardon, my friend."
"It's okay." The squirrel gave a sad smile. "My contribution was
a little silly."
"Nevertheless, I shouldn't have acted the way I did." Reepicheep responded.
Lucy watched as the Narnians smiled at each other and at their Queen.
It was obvious in their expressions that they adored Chloe, treasured the equality she demanded for each race.
The fact that the Minotaurs treasured her said enough.
It made Lucy feel better, because it meant that while they hadn't been able to be here with Chloe all this time, the blonde hadn't been truly alone.
"Can we count on your troops?" Peter asked the Minotaurs.
The leader of the Minotaurs ignored Peter and turned to Chloe. "What would you have us do, My Queen? Say the word, and we will obey."
"Asterius, I can't make this decision for you, for anyone." Chloe gave the Minotaur a sweet yet sad smile. "Everyone needs to decide this, for themselves, because their choice could mean their survival or death."
"It matters not." Asterius shook his head. "Speak and we will do as you command."
"I'm sorry," Chloe whispered. "But I won't order you to do anything." Her gaze went to all those around. "You could die in the attack, and you could die here. I can do no more than thank you for your bravery in standing up and joining our cause. I thank you all.
There were murmurs of appreciation and of courage from the peoples of Old Narnia.
Lucy looked between Chloe and Peter.
This was why they had always made such an unstoppable pair.
Peter inspired courage, hope and determination in his people...and Chloe had always had their love and devotion.
Reepicheep stepped towards Peter. "I think you know where I stand on this, Sire."
Peter smiled and nodded, before turning to Glenstorm. "If I can get your troops in, can you handle the guards?"
Glenstorm paused, eyeing Caspian, before sighing and nodding at the High King. "Or die trying, my liege."
Chloe hung her head.
"That's what I'm worried about." Lucy spoke up.
"Sorry?" Peter turned to her, eyes narrowed.
"Well, you're all acting like there are only two options: dying here, or dying there."
"I'm not sure you've really been listening, Lu." Peter responded.
"No, you're not listening." Lucy snapped, sick of no one listened to her. "Or have you forgotten who really
defeated the White Witch, Peter?"
There was silence as he looked at her, face hardening.
And then he turned his back on her. "I think we've waiting for Aslan long enough."
Peter walked away.
And with that the meeting was over.