Title: How To Tame Your Vampires
Sequel to: Bloodline
Pairings: Chloe/Angel/Spike, Lois/?
Disclaimer: Don't own
Summary: Because of the family curse Chloe was supposed to join her cousin in the quest to find a girlfriend in Sunnydale, and yet somehow, instead of a girlfriend, Chloe finds herself living with two 'defective' vampires who both mark their Intent on her neck...and seem to be wrapped around her little finger.
"Who the hell do you two think you are?" Chloe slammed the door in Mike's face, storming into the house she'd rushed out of earlier on that day. She wasn't exactly sure what the game plan was, but she was going to let them know that just because they'd play double-teaming partners before didn't mean they could just decide that she was another of their little harlots.
And then she paused in the hallway, remembering that Angelus hadn't exactly been pleased at Spike marking her.
Which meant he hadn't exactly wanted to share her.
Which meant that...
Chloe paused, embarrassed once more.
Maybe she should just escape while she could.
"What exactly have we done now?" Spike asked, curious.
Chloe looked up, seeing him leaning against the wall of the hallway, obviously having made his way there after hearing her yell.
The blonde blushed, feeling embarrassed, and turned to leave but found Angel behind her, obviously having come from the other part of the house.
She was trapped.
Taking in a deep breath, Chloe leaned against the wall so she could keep both vampires in sight at all times. "I just had a little walk in the park, and a little birdie told me something very interesting."
"Did he now?" Angel asked, eyebrow raised, words coming to him much easier now. "What exactly could Mike Lowell have to tell you that could be so interesting?"
"How did you know who-?" Chloe gasped, eyes wide.
"You stink of him." Spike made a face. "You should really go up and bathe to get it off of you."
Angel nodded in agreement.
Chloe narrowed her eyes at them. "I'll bathe whenever I want to." She then pointed her hands at her neck. "These bites. They mean you want to mate with me. Yes or no."
"Yes." Angel nodded.
"Wasn't it obvious?" Spike scoffed.
Her eyes widened at just how nonchalant they were about the whole thing.
"No it wasn't obvious!" Chloe snarled, pounding her fists back against the wall. "I mean, I knew you two were sexually interested...but mating? That sounds...that sounds different than sex somehow." She looked between them, gulping. "Or is it just a vampire word for sex? Because I can do sex. I mean, not that I'm offering anything to you two-I just-you see-." She stomped her foot and growled at the mess she was making with her words. "Just fucking explain yourselves! Now!"
She panted out her breaths, angry and confused and frustrated.
The girl was utterly pissed.
And yet the vampires didn't seem to notice.
Their gazes were on her chest, on the heaving of her breasts.
Chloe's lips parted in shock as she realized that they probably hadn't heard half of what she'd just said because they'd been ogling her cleavage.
Spike and Angel's faces slowly morphed to their true, demonic visages.
She gulped, a jolt of heat racing throughout her body as she pressed harder into the wall.
This-this wasn't how this conversation was supposed to go.
Suddenly the vampires looked away, clearing their throats.
"Luv." A muscle jumped in Spike's cheek. "Me and 'Gelus were talking, and as soon as the sun sets we want to take you somewhere."
She blinked, surprised. "Where?"
"Shopping." Angel winced, as if the thought was torturous, but he was willing to go through the ordeal bravely.
Chloe looked between them, confused, forgetting that moments ago she'd been fearing the loss of her virginity. "You two want to go shopping?" She scratched her head. "Well, I guess you'd want a new change of clothes and-."
"Furniture shopping, luv." Spike interrupted.
Chloe froze, eyes widening. "Huh?"
Angel sighed, running a hand over his hair. "Think of it as an apology for this morning."
Chloe looked between them, surprised to realize that they were sincerely sorry. "I-I don't know what to say."
She wiped furiously at the tears accumulating in her eyes.
"Don't soddin' cry." Spike muttered. "The whole thing was to keep you from crying again." He shoved his hands in his pockets uncomfortably. "You did say that this is the only home you have, and pet, it's the only home we have too."
"Just like you feel you can rely on us, we rely on you." Angel whispered, going to Chloe and cupping her face tenderly. "I am sorry that with our behavior we made you doubt this."
Chloe found it hard to swallow.
She sniffled, hating the fact that she was quite near to bursting out in tears again.
"But if you tell anyone I said what I said earlier about this place being my home and me not wanting you to cry I'll deny it all." Spike warned, eyes narrowed. "I might have this chip in my brain, but I'm still the Big Bad of these parts. I've got a reputation to uphold. And if word got around that some bleedin' bird had me buying her furniture I'd lose all my hard earned street credibility. I'd have to go and kill Slutty to gain it back and considering that I got the chip I think we've established that it is impossible for me right now."
The blonde chuckled, shaking her head at Spike.
Angel rolled his eyes in annoyance.
"School is closed, you shouldn't be in here."
Lois didn't look up from the books she had splayed around her. "Not doing anything illegal."
"Breaking and entering are quite illegal, let me assure you."
"I didn't break anything." Lois flipped the page, pulling a strand of dark hair out of her face. "So technically I just entered." She pointed towards the front of the building. "And the sign outside says plainly that it welcomes all those who wish to learn. And I wish to learn. So I've been welcomed. Thus I'm doing nothing illegal."
There was a pause.
She frowned, rereading that last sentence.
"Miss, I'm afraid that I-."
"Okay." Slamming the book shut, she looked up at the mousy librarian, who was blinking down at her. "I'd like to check these books out then."
His gaze lowered to the books and narrowed. "Those are not available to be checked out."
"Look." Lois twirled in her seat and stood up, eyes narrowed. "I don't know why there are so many volumes of very obscure and hard to find occult material in the high school, I don't even know how you got it passed the school board because it is very obvious that they don't know what's on the back shelves. Why don't they know? Because this is California and no teenager wants to be in a library, reading books. So if you want this to remain so convenient for me you'll check these books out for me."
He looked at her, eyes wide. "I-I-."
"Wait a minute." Lois' eyes narrowed as she walked towards him. "British accent, stuffy attitude, the obscure occult material, living on the Hellmouth...around the same time the Slayer's in town...working in the same school as the Slayer."
His eyes narrowed. "You know about the Slayer?"
"You're from the Watcher's Council, aren't you?" Lois gasped, eyes widening with understanding, going over everything Aunt Moira had ever taught her and Chloe about Slayers. "This makes so much sense!"
"How-." He looked at her in confusion and more than a little worry.
Lois glared, grabbing him by the lapels of his tweed jacket and pulled him close. "You tell Buffy Summers to stay the hell away from my cousin. And how dare she find out about Chloe living with vampires, Master Vampires at that, and not tell anyone about it! My cousin could have been massacred and your Slayer was keeping it to herself?"
"What?" The librarian, the Watcher, narrowed his eyes, pushing her away. "That's impossible! If Buffy knew about your cousin, whoever she be, being in the company of vampires then she would have-."
"William the Bloody and Angelus the Angel-faced Killer, are living with my cousin. Your Slayer knew about it and even went to visit them this morning, wanting to get back with Angelus." Lois growled. "Do you know what that book says about those vampires? About the things they did?"
The Watcher went pale. "Spike and Angelus are back?"
"You know them too." Lois shook her head. "I knew it."
"Angelus is back?" The man growled.
Lois looked up at him, confused at his reaction. "Chloe called him Angel though, said something about him having his soul."
The Watcher went pale. "Willow's soul restoration spell...it worked."
The Watcher sat down, looking so tired as he pulled off his glasses. "If...if it's really Angel that your cousin is with she's safe. But Spike...I..." He looked up at Lois, seeming so hurt. "Buffy knew?"
Lois nodded, sitting down. "Chloe doesn't know I know. I-I overheard her talking to Mike Lowell."
"The student in Buffy's class?" He asked.
She nodded. "Apparently William the Bloody and Angelus...or Spike and Angel as Chloe calls them...hired him to keep an eye on her and protect her during the daylight hours."
"He's hired himself out as a minion?" The Watcher began to wipe his glasses.
"Why would someone work for vampires knowing what they were?" Lois wanted to know.
"They do it in the hopes of being turned." He replied tiredly.
Lois frowned, eyes hardening. "I'm worried about my cousin, and if you don't let me check these book out I'm going to take them by force."
"You can study here." He sighed, slumping slightly. "We need to confront your cousin, and make sure that she is safe. Angel, if it really is Angel, will not hurt her. But Spike?"
"I don't think they'll hurt her." Lois sighed. "Turn her maybe. But not hurt her."
"You think she's letting them stay with her in exchange for turning her?" He frowned.
"No." Lois glared at him. "She wouldn't want to be a vampire!"
He kept his eyes narrowed at her. "Then why are you so sure?"
"Because...because...Mike Lowell said that they'd Marked their Intent on her neck." Lois whispered, her gaze meeting the Watcher's.
The Watcher looked up at her, understanding what she wasn't saying. "We need to speak to your cousin. Now."
"I will do this." Lois frowned, standing. "I don't want anyone involved with that Slayer to come near my cousin. You've all done enough damage."
"Angel, when he lost his soul...he murdered the woman I loved." The Watcher whispered. "I came into a candle-lit room with rose petals everywhere, and her drained body positioned on the bed. He'd posed her."
Lois brought her hand to her mouth.
"I want to make sure that your cousin is fine, and she also needs to know about a very important thing about Angel's soul." He stood as well. "Please."
Lois looked down in his eyes.
And something in her clenched at the sincerity there.
"I'm Lois Lane." She held out her hand.
His larger hand enclosed her own. "Rupert Giles."