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The New Circle 68/? 
21st-Jul-2013 07:47 pm
Chloe---spell
The Secret Circle Part Three smaller

Title: The New Circle
Fandoms: Smallville/Secret Circle
Characters: Chloe Sullivan, Clark Kent, Pete Ross, Lana Lang, Whitney Fordman, Greg Arkin, Nell Potter, John Blackwell, Gabe Sullivan, Lex Luthor, Davis Bloome, Jason Teague, Tess Mercer, Oliver Queen, Patricia Swan...
Rating: T
Disclaimer: Don't own
Summary: Chloe Sullivan had a normal-ish life before the circle and John Blackwell turned her life upside down and gave new meaning to the unexplained weirdness that goes on in Smallville. Now life's a witch, she's a part of a circle she's not too sure she wants to be bound to, and not only do they have to worry about Witch-Hunters, but unknowingly to them another circle is on the hunt too.
Wanna thank tenshinrtaiga for betaing!


Chloe really didn't want to be here right now, but she really didn't have any other choice given the fact that during one of Mrs Kent's many visits to the house (the woman was being incredible and supportive and doing her best to help Chloe around the house with the teens), she'd subtly asked about Clark and Mrs Kent had admitted that neither she nor Jonathan had heard from him in a while. And considering Pete's parents had never returned and Chloe didn't have their numbers, there was only one other person she could go to ask. That didn't mean that she liked it though. Things between her and Nell Potter had never been spectacularly good and, especially after their last confrontation, she had a feeling Nell wouldn't be too forthcoming with help.

Great.

"Well, are we going in or are we just gonna look at the shop?" Greg wanted to know, eyebrow raised.

Whitney reached out behind Chloe and slapped the back of Greg's head.

"Hands to yourself, Legs." Greg had taken to calling Whitney that ever since the naked incident, taking great pleasure in taunting the boy.

Chloe sighed, shaking her head as she reached out from her sides to grab both of their earlobes, giving them a soft little tug, not enough to hurt but enough to draw their attention back on her. "Behave, you two."

"Where's the fun in that?" Greg smirked.

"You sure you wanna talk to her?" Whitney ignored Greg, eyeing Chloe instead.

Chloe nodded, letting go of their earlobes to loop her arms around theirs and giving the two boys a little squeeze. "I've got my boys with me, I'll be fine."

Whitney gave her a small smile.

Greg grinned broadly. "Damned straight!"

Pressing up on her toes, Chloe pressed a kiss to Greg's cheek and then Whitney's before letting go of their arms and moving forwards, pushing open the door and smiling when the first person she saw was... "Linda!"

"Chloe!" Linda smiled as she straightened up from where she'd been arranging some flower pots, going to hug the blonde tightly. "I've missed you! How are you doing?"

"Fine, thanks." Chloe smiled up at her when they finally pulled away. "How are the kids and your grandmother?"

"All better than me." And yet Linda was grinning brightly. "Have you married Luthor or Teague yet?"

Chloe shook her head, amused with Linda's bright plans for her future. "Not going to happen."

"Don't lose faith, hon. More and more rich people seem to be coming to Smallville for a reason," Linda declared before flinching when the door behind her swung closed. "I'll, uh, check the plants over there." And with that she hurried off, revealing Nell Potter standing behind the counter, having just arrived from the back room.

Nell raised an eyebrow as she eyed them. "Well, this was quicker than I thought it would be."

"Hello to you too Nell." Greg grinned flirtatiously. "Love the shirt."

Nell's gaze went down to her low-cut top and then back to him and then shook her head, going to Chloe. "I wondered how long it would take for your high and mighty attitude to wear down and for you to realize you need me. I thought it would be a bit longer because you have your parents' stubborn pride, but given the fact that Gabe is dead and Moria has abandoned you once more, I realize you must understand the position you are in and that you need me."

Chloe clenched her fists yet kept her temper in check, reminding herself that she needed Nell's help. "Have you heard from Lana lately? Or the boys? Have any of them gotten into contact with you?"

Nell blinked, obviously not having expected that, before she raised her chin. "If I had, I would have told her how you're trying to steal half of her Circle and she'd be back to remind you who is boss."

There was no way slamming Nell into the wall would help things, even if it would make Chloe feel a little better, so the blonde restrained herself. "If you hear from them, could you let them know that I need to talk to them?"

"Why would I?" Nell wanted to know.

"Okay, that's enough." Whitney was, surprisingly enough, the one that snapped. "You don't want to be helpful? Fine. We don't have time to play games with you and your bruised ego." He turned to Chloe, hand curling around her upper arm. "Let's go. We shouldn't have come here."

Greg pushed open the door. "Bye, Nell."

Nell's face looked like she'd swallowed a lemon before she opened her mouth as Whitney was escorting Chloe out. "I haven't heard from them in a while."

Chloe turned to look at Nell in worry, slipping from Whitney's grip and heading closer to the older woman. "Doesn't that worry you?"

"Although naive, Lana's powerful; she's the next head of the Thoreaux Circle and she has her two most faithful Circle members with her. She's fine." Nell seemed quite sure of this. "There is nothing and no one that they can't handle together."

Chloe wanted to have this same confidence, and she had as well until that stranger and his comment on Pete. She'd never seen the man before, and he might have helped her get Byron back, but there was something about him that made her stomach queasy and her skin crawl and her heart race in unease. The insinuation that he'd come into contact with Pete was disconcerting, as was the radio silence from the trio who'd kept in communication prior to now.

"I'm worried about them." Chloe moved to the counter, staring into Nell's eyes. "I don't have a reason to be, but I am. I'm very worried."

Nell frowned.

"You and I are never going to see eye to eye, will never be friends." Chloe laid her hands on the counter between them and turned them so that her scarred palms were facing up. "But I need you to understand that I will never be a part of the Thoreaux Circle. Never." She hurried on when Nell opened her mouth. "I don't care that my mother was a part of your Circle and that it's tradition, has been for centuries. I am a part of a greater tradition." Her greens met Nell's browns. "Lana might be the heir to the head of the Thoreaux Circle, but I am the current Matriarch of the Balcoin Circle." She could see Nell's eyes widening. "Whitney and Greg are a part of my growing Circle, and I'm sorry if you see it as me stealing members from Lana but they asked me; I didn't recruit them." The girl sent Greg and Whitney a little look before returning her gaze to a silent Nell. "That doesn't mean that I don't care for Lana or her Circle – my two best friends – my brother – that Circle is important to me too and I'm very worried about them."

Nell eyed Chloe in silence, obviously highly disturbed, before she took in a deep breath. "When was the last time you talked to any of them?"

"A while back, soon after Clark had arrived in France," Chloe replied.

Nell's eyes widened. "France? What were they doing there?"

"I don't know." Chloe frowned. "But Pete called for Clark saying it was urgent that he come."

That disturbed expression grew on Nell's face. "We have – history – in France. Bad history." She took in a deep breath, running her fingers through her hair. "I still have some contacts there. I'll get in contact with them and see what they can tell me." The woman sent Chloe a little look. "I'll let you know whatever I find out as soon as I do."

Chloe nodded, realizing that, surprisingly, she was going to be working with Nell Potter. "And should I find out anything, I'll let you know."

Nell nodded silently.

"Have a good evening, Prunella." Chloe turned and made for the door.

"H-how did you know what Nell stood for?" Nell's voice asked from behind her. "I've let everyone assume it's short for Nelly."

Greg and Whitney shared a little smirk.

Chloe did as well before turning to Nell. "You'd have to have been there to get it." And with that, she exited Potter's Potts on a high note.

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"Definitely this one," Faye declared, holding a rocker-punk looking gown that was both black and gold.

"You've got to be kidding me." Cassie rolled her eyes. "The card said Fairy Tale Elegance... not Punk Rock Princess." She raised the fairy-princess white gown instead. "This is much more fitting for the event."

"It's not the right color for her. It'll make her look too pale," Diana interjected, shaking her head as she held up a blood red, off the shoulder gown. "This will play with her skin tone and make a nice contrast."

The three girls glared at each other, still holding up their choices and refusing to back down, each declaring why their pick was definitely the one that should be chosen. When Chloe had sent them off to buy a gown for her after asking Marx about a good place to shop, it was Chloe's intention for this to be a bonding moment. What girl didn't like to go shopping? And yet the three girls hadn't agreed on anything so far. They hadn't liked the same dresses or shoes or accessories. It had been one constant argument after the other and if something didn't happen soon this might go to blows.

"If I may make a suggestion," a suave voice declared behind them.

Diana turned, eyes widening when they fell upon an extremely handsome young man who seemed a couple of years older than them.

"What do you want?" Faye mumbled, eyeing him in distrust.

"Is that the thanks I get for not only saving your life, but buying you a first class airplane ticket?" The guy smirked at the unimpressed brunette.

Cassie blinked, turning to Faye. "You know him?"

"Our lives didn't need saving, Chloe and I had it all under control. You stepped in to save everyone else's lives." Faye stabbed her finger in his direction before huffing and giving a little unhappy smile. "Girls, meet Julian Luthor. Lex's little brother."

Diana's eyes widened as she turned towards the guy, who did somewhat resembled Lex but with hair and without the calculating glint in his eyes.

Julian reached for her hand and brought it to his lips in a kiss. "Nice to meet you, Diana." He let her hand slip from his before reaching out and kissing Cassie's. "Cassandra."

Faye raised an eyebrow at him when he turned to her. "Try that slick move on me and I'll claw you."

Julian's lips twitched as he eyed them. "I see that you are trying to pick something out for Chloe to wear to my father's little ball."

"Yes." Cassie nodded, eyeing him warily. "Are you looking for something for yourself?"

"Unfortunately yes. I am forced to attend this event." Julian sighed, genuinely seeming annoyed at it. "I'm surprised that Chloe isn't here herself. She seems like a very in-charge person."

"She has more important things to do right now so she delegated the task to us." Diana cleared her throat, eyeing him curiously. "We're unable to come to an agreement on anything though so she might have to come another day and do it herself anyway."

"The only reason why we're not coming to an agreement is because Cassie seems to want to dress her up like a Disney Princess and Diana thinks she's going to sing in some fifties night club," Faye grumbled, shoving her gown forwards. "This is the next choice."

"If she lived in some steampunk universe!" Cassie snapped.

"It really doesn't look like her." For once, Diana and Cassie were agreeing on something.

"Look, who bought her that new wardrobe she's using? Me." Faye was adamant that her choice was the best.

"Ladies," Julian cleared his throat, drawing their narrowed gazes on him, "if I may... All of your choices are – unique – and I applaud your individuality, but to be honest I know what my father's galas are like and none of these would allow her to fit in and yet exude individuality – without some sort of backhanded comment being handed to her."

"Did we ask for your opinion?" Faye wanted to know.

Diana ignored her. "What would you suggest then?"

"Apparently we have," Faye grumbled.

"How do we know that you're not just trying to make her look bad?" Cassie wanted to know, ever suspicious.

"Quite simply because it would be less fun to watch people make fun of her than it would be to watch my brother and his Circle squirm uncomfortably at how nice she looks." Julian smirked in amusement. "Who is she attending the function with?"

Diana was surprised that Davis hadn't told anyone.

"You know, for a boy, you sure are nosey." Faye sidestepped the question, hanging up her dress and eyeing him with a raised eyebrow, hands on her hips. "You talk the talk, let's see if you walk the walk."

"I hear a challenge." Julian grinned, rolling up his sleeves. "Let's get to work."

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"Now, you see this is a great night." Lucas grinned, eyeing his cards. "A pure boy's night in! No girls in sight!"

Mikhail rolled his eyes, drawing another card from the pack. "Says the guy who flirts with every single girl in this house. Even his mommy."

"Hey, deep down inside, Chloe likes it when I call her that." Lucas smirked before turning his gaze to Byron. "Doesn't she?"

Byron, who was still trying to understand the rules of poker, raised an eyebrow. "The last time you called her 'mommy', she turned your hair pink for a day."

"And I totally pulled it off." Lucas grinned brightly, not at all put off, gaze going to where the cards where being held up by the invisible guy in their midst. "So, tell us Adam, what exactly is it like sleeping in her bedroom?" His smirk was mischievous. "In the heat of the night has she kicked off the sheets and her nightdress ridden up?" He leaned closer. "Have you gotten a peek?"

Almost simultaneously, Byron and Mikhail reached out and slapped the back of his head.

"That hurt!" Lucas cried out, putting down his cards and rubbing the back of his head. "The hell?"

"You're talking about our sister," Mikhail reminded, sharing a little look with Byron.

"Not cool," Byron agreed.

"Geeze, I'm not the one sleeping with her!" Lucas continued to rub the back of his head.

A pen lifted to write on a notepad next to where Adam was sitting. Don't be crude. I sleep on the blow up mattress on the floor.

"See?" Byron raised an eyebrow.

"Well, I'm sure there's space on one of our floors for him," Lucas pointed out, not letting go of this point. "And yet he's remained with Chloe."

Mikhail's dark gaze turned to Adam, or Adam's cards since the guy was invisible. "He has a point, you know."

There was a pause and then the pen moved over the notepad again. At least I haven't gone through her underwear drawer like Lucas has.

"DUDE!" Lucas went beet red, eyes wide as he saw the glares Byron and Mikhail were giving him. "It was only that once! I swear!"

Lucas made it a point to never bring up Adam's sleeping arrangements ever again.

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"I hate you," Faye declared vehemently.

Cassie had to bite down on her bottom lip to keep from smiling in dark amusement.

Diana, on the other hand, was smiling brightly. "Come on, Faye. You've got to give him credit. It's beautiful."

Julian smirked as he held out the gown he'd finally chosen, holding it up for the girls' approval. "It is."

"Don't toot your own horn. It's not classy," Faye grumbled at Julian before making a pained face. "I hate myself for saying this – but I think she'll love that dress and I don't hate it either."

"It's got my vote," Cassie declared, giving Julian a thumbs up.

"Mine too." Diana grinned.

Faye pouted. "Fine. Whatever."

"Good." Julian grinned, passing the dress to the saleswoman who'd been waiting in the background before he turned to the girls. "Next on the list: shoes." He offered Cassie and Diana his arms to loop theirs around, the girls sending him darkly amused looks before doing so, letting him whisk them to another part of the extravagant store.

"Wait, what?" Faye's eyes widened in horror at the thought of someone else picking out shoes, the brunette hurrying after the three ahead of her. "No! Wait! I refuse!"

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"The construction is coming along much faster than I would have anticipated," Greg announced, hands in his pockets as he sat on the hood of Whitney's truck, the three of them at Miller's Field watching the construction of "Casa Balcoin" (as Lucas was calling it). Even in the night, the working was continuing thanks to the fact that they had many different shifts of workers, which meant that the work never ended. There were huge floodlights giving the workers illumination and every time one group of workers' time was up, another was just arriving to take their place. Thanks to that, the construction was coming along very rapidly.

"We still won't be able to move in for a while." Chloe nodded, a smile on her face. "But one day soon, we'll be able to move out of the house we're renting and actually be home."

Whitney sent her a sideways look before resting his elbow on top of her shoulder. "You sure you can afford something this-this-"

"The word humongous comes to mind," Greg prompted.

Chloe chuckled.

Whitney made a face. "I was going for expensive."

"I can afford it," Chloe assured him. "I want it to be the Balcoin Homebase, with enough room for meetings with the Edge City boys. Trent and Brendan's visit showed me that I need to start getting more involved with them as well. They were used to John living with them, constantly exerting his presence and protection, as well as his influence, and they need to know that I haven't abandoned them. It's why this home isn't just for me or my siblings, it's for everyone."

"You bleeding heart," Greg teased.

"Shut up." Chloe pouted, yet was smiling before she blinked and turned to Greg. "Do you need me to help you run lines tonight?"

"Nah, I'm good for tonight." Greg shook his head.

Whitney grinned. "You're helping him?"

"Of course." Chloe grinned brightly. "I've never really been into drama, or Shakespeare, but I'm having fun helping Greg – even though he seems to know most of his lines already."

"I'm not that great. I only remember the parts that mom used to read over and over again out loud all the time." He turned his dark gaze to Whitney. "She's a Willy Shakes buff."

"I see." Whitney nodded.

"No, you don't, he's great. Just watch this." Chloe turned to Greg and cleared her throat. "Now, when thou wakest, with thine own fool's eyes peep."

Greg threw himself off of the truck, hand to his puffed out chest. "Sound, music! Come, my queen, take hands with me, and rock the ground whereon these sleepers be." He held the hand of some invisible person, smiling into her imaginary face. "Now thou and I are new in amity, and will to-morrow midnight solemnly dance in Duke Theseus' house triumphantly. And bless it to all fair prosperity. There shall the pairs of faithful lovers be wedded, with Theseus, all in jollity."

Chloe moved closer to Greg, as if trying to catch his attention and draw it from the queen. "Fairy king, attend and mark: I do hear the morning lark."

Greg nodded to Chloe, acknowledging her words, before turning to the invisible woman. "Then, my queen, in silence sad, trip we after the night's shade. We the globe can compass soon, swifter than the wandering moon."

Chloe grinned brightly, turning to Whitney. "What did I tell you? He's great."

"You're not too bad yourself." Whitney chuckled before turning to Greg. "Who knew you had such hidden depths under all that hair gel?"

"Bite me." And yet Greg was grinning.

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"So, I love everything we got tonight and I think Chloe's going to as well." Cassie, sitting in the backseat of Chloe's car, caressed the dress, eyeing the other bags of things. "Who would have thought a straight guy would have such good taste?"

"And he knows it," Faye growled, leaning with her forehead against the window. "Neither of you two can fall for his oozy charm, you hear me? Tonight was probably a way to get in with us. I don't trust any Luthor."

"Not even Lucas?" Diana asked curiously from behind the driver's seat.

"One, I'm the first to tell him to his face that he's shady," Faye declared. "Second, he's a default Luthor, that doesn't count. So I trust him as much as I trust any guy, which isn't much, but much more than a Luthor!"

"Really makes you wonder, though." Cassie stared ahead of her.

"About what?" Diana wanted to know, the brunette realizing in surprise that this was actually the first time she and Cassie had willingly talked to each other.

Chloe's plan mightn't have been so flawed afterall.

Cassie frowned. "This ball. Julian insinuated he's not a part of Lionel's dealings and yet he is being 'forced' to go." She took in a deep breath, face dark. "Makes me wonder what is so special about that ball."

Silence descended in the car as, with those words, worry took seed in their stomach.

Comments 
22nd-Jul-2013 05:41 am (UTC)
... lucas is just hilarious.... they deserve a little normality...
thanks for the update
23rd-Jul-2013 01:37 am (UTC)
They definitely do---prolly wont get it though!
You're verra welcome!
22nd-Jul-2013 08:06 am (UTC)
What is happening to Pete, Clark and Lana??
So Nell finally figured out that Chloe isn't going to be part of Lana's circle!! About damn time.
LOL!! Freaking Lucas and Adam.
It's good to see Faye, Cassie and Diana interacting without there being an all out brawl.

Can't wait for the ball
23rd-Jul-2013 01:39 am (UTC)
Can't tell you!
Yes, she finally has admitted it to herself.
Yeah, Lucas has realized not to mess with Invisi-Boy.
The peace wont last long, but its still nice to have SOME peace between them!
22nd-Jul-2013 09:09 am (UTC)
I'm glad Chloe and Prunella have put away their differences in order to find out what the hell is going on in France.

The poker game was hilarious. Lucas should no better than to antagonize Adam. Ghost-boy sees all! Loved Byron and Mikhail's protective brother-ness.

Glad the girls have finally realized how freaky the ball is.
23rd-Jul-2013 01:39 am (UTC)
Yes, because it is in their best interest to work together for once.
Lucas should! But he just can't help himself!
23rd-Jul-2013 01:37 am (UTC)
I love the poker game. That whole scene all I could picture was three guys and a hand of hovering cards.

And I loved how brotherly Mikhail and Byron were acting.

I can't wait for the new house to be completed.

Still worried about the ball. Nothing good ever happens at a ball.
23rd-Jul-2013 01:41 am (UTC)
LOL - definitely the right scene!
The boys are definitely becoming very brotherly to their older sister, very protective. Lucas better stalk someone else's pantydrawers or else!
And your timing is great! I'm about to post the next chapter!
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