Pairings: Chloe/Jacob, Lois/Paul, Lana/Embry
Disclaimer: I don't own Smallville/Twilight
Summary: Chloe, Lois and Lana head to Forks to get away from exes and their life in Smallville--to be normal for once as they celebrate graduating from high school. They don't know three things though. One is that they're wearing different colored kryptonite necklaces...two is that they've been imprinted on...and THREE is that Forks is the LAST place to go to if you're looking for safety and normalcy.
Written from paranormal25 prompt # 67: charm
Jacob stood in wonder, just looking at Emily, like every one else was. Her face was flawless, not one mark left to mar it’s perfection, and Sam kept cupping her face in awe and planting amazed kisses on it, growling at himself for letting her get hurt and yet fascinated and enchanted with having her whole again. He’d loved her scarred up, but to see his love unscarred, knowing that she wouldn’t have to suffer or be scared to leave the house and have people make comments about her face---it obviously overjoyed the Alpha.
“It was Jacob’s girl.” Emily told them, grinning as she looked at Jacob. “She just bent over me, placed her hands on me, and the venom in my body disappeared, my wounds closed up, and my scars just vanished! It was---it was amazing! I feel better than I ever have!”
Quill and Jared had left to take their mates back to the safety of the Reservation, so it was only Jacob, Sam, Emily, Paul, Embry and Leah still standing off to the side as the town tried to recover from what had happened. Everyone in Forks was denying the truth of the nature of the attackers to themselves, but the shifters were used to that.
“And Paul, your girl beat the crap out of the vampire that bit me. I mean, she had him crawling away!” Emily was obviously excited as she told them what’d happened. “And Embry, yours knocked it out---with a wok.”
Embry folded his arms over his chest with a smirk. “That’s my girl.”
“Doesn’t anyone else find this weird?” Leah made a face. “I mean, three girls come out of nowhere, are apparently some sort of creature that aren’t vampires or werewolves, and the three remaining males of our pack imprint on them?” She shook her head. “Isn’t anyone else asking themselves why?”
“No.” Paul shook his head.
“Not really.” Embry replied.
“Never crossed my mind.” Sam and Emily admitted at the same time and then grinned, besotted with each other.
Leah threw her hands up in the air. “I give up already!”
Jacob, who’d stopped listening to them from the moment Leah started talking, frowned, angsty. He knew from Emily’s recounting of what’d happened that his—still—nameless mate had fainted away, and he didn’t like the sound of it. He didn’t like that vampires had threatened her safety, and he’d gone berserk, tearing apart every single one he’d come across, but by the time he’d gotten control of himself to return to the scene of the massacre she and the other two had disappeared.
It was interesting though, that Paul and Embry had imprinted on her two traveling companions. It’d been kinda hilarious because they’d been the ones making the most fun of him for walking into the pole, but Paul had crashed into a stall and knocked tons of stuff over, and Embry had fallen flat on his face.
There was no way they would ever have the gall to tease him about him and his lil’ ol’ pole ever again.
What hadn’t been funny, though, was the talk that’d kept all three wolves from gathering the courage to walk the distance between them and talk to the girls. Apparently they’d been judged and condemned as ‘coordinately challenged klutzes’ with ‘inner ear problems’.
As if that hadn’t been bad enough, then the girls had started talking about sex…that they had had…with other men…and how good those other men had been.
That was when things had gotten a little dangerous.
Sure, they were strong enough now not to shift at every strong emotion----but the fury and anger and desire to possess and prove their claim over their mates had almost been enough to bring the change upon them.
Especially for Paul.
He was hotheaded on a good day, and here he’d just discovered his soulmate---who was already checking out Sheriff Swan, and recounting racy details about her apparently abundant and colorful sex life.
The only thing that’d kept Paul from marching over there, throwing her over his shoulder and taking her to the first dark corner to show her how he would never mistake her navel for her ‘sweet spot’ was Sam and Jared holding him back. And the only thing that’d kept Paul from shifting to his wolf out of his pure possessive, jealous rage when listening to her brag about the wonderful sex life she enjoyed---was the fact that he’d found out that he couldn’t.
He couldn’t change.
Well, uhm, that wasn’t exactly true.
He couldn’t change into his wolf form while he was a certain distance to her, but when the vampires had appeared and she’d run away he’d been able to shift as easily as always.
Which really brought up an uneasy question.
What was it about that girl that was blocking Paul’s ability to shift?
But, of course, that wasn’t a priority in Jacob’s mind at the moment.
He was edgy, anxious, his mind telling him that his mate could be hurt and his wolf telling him to go find and protect her, to look after her and nurse her back to health if need be.
Sam, Jared and Quill had told him about this, about the wolf’s possessive protectiveness, but he’d never thought it’d be this strong.
He was in a near desperate state, and he couldn’t take it any longer.
Ignoring the sounds of his pack asking him where he was going, Jacob strode off, following the faint scent of his mate in the air. He was amazed at how he was able to make out her particular scent amongst the multitudes of scents, but he could, and as it slowly yet surely grew stronger his wolf grew more restless, knowing that it was getting closer and closer to its mate---and rejoicing.
The wolf didn’t understand things like wooing, getting to know each other, asking for names. It just wanted him to find her, and claim her, because his mate without his claim was just wrong—unnatural.
He didn’t even notice that the others had joined him until Paul jogged a couple of paces before him and stopped in front of the house that used to belong to Michael Potter. The lights were on, and the scents of the three girls were strong in there.
He picked up his mate’s scent around the Yaris parked outside, and he couldn’t help himself, going closer to sniff it, to get a better, thicker whiff of her scent.
Embry went up to the door and rung the bell, leaning against the doorframe.
Jacob turned towards the house when the door opened, and Paul’s imprintee stood tall, backlit by the bright yellow light inside, narrowing her eyes at them.
“Can I help you?” She asked, not seeming at all pleased to see them.
Paul made to go forwards.
Emily hurried passed him and smile at the girl. “Hello, we wanted to talk to you and your friends about what happened tonight.”
A slightly panicked look crossed the brunette’s face before she went guarded, her grip on the door tightening. “I don’t know what you’re talking about. I’ve never seen you before, nor did anyone else I might be with.” She made to close the door. “Goodbye.”
Embry moved rapidly, placing his open palm against the door, using his superior wolf strength to keep it open.
The girl’s eyes widened at the strength. She looked at everyone in the lawn, counting. Her eyes suddenly narrowed and she shocked the hell outta everyone on the yard as she pushed the door closed despite Embry’s palm against it.
The door slammed shut with the force behind her push.
Embry’s eyes were wide in shock. “She----she overpowered me!”
“Lana! We have problems!” Her voice was heard urgently inside. “The girl Chloe healed? She’s a part of the werewolf clan, and guess what? We have the big bad wolves outside huffing and puffing.”
“She thinks we’re here to threaten them?” Leah snorted. “Emily just told her that we were here to talk!”
“What are the wolves doing outside?” The other voice, probably of the girl named Lana, spoke. “Are they THAT territorial that they’re here to challenge anyone who they think has peed on their tree?”
Embry perked up at the sound of her voice, hand closing over the wood of the door in his effort to keep from kicking it down to get to her.
There was someone inside that home who was stronger than a wolf in human form.
They had to be cautious.
“I don’t know, but we’re outnumbered. I doubt we could take them on by ourselves, especially with Chloe unconscious.”
Jacob was a mixture of elation at finally knowing her name, and intense, desperate worry at the knowledge that she was still unconscious.
What had happened to her?
Was she hurt?
Why hadn’t Paul’s and Embry’s imprintees taken her to the hospital?
Growling deep in his throat, Jacob made for the door.
“Jacob, stop.” Emily pleaded. “Don’t go on instinct, think of this in their shoes. They think we’re here to start a turf war or something with them.”
“That’s my mate unconscious up in there. Sam would do the same for you so don’t try to stop me!” Jacob snarled, gaze going dangerously to Sam when the Alpha growled at him for having spoken that way to Emily.
“Men.” Leah sighed, shaking her head in despair before pushing passed all of them and kicking the front door in, ignoring Emily’s protests as she entered, hand on her hips, stopping when Paul and Embry’s imprintees appeared after hearing the sound. “Look, we’re not here to threaten you. Emily wants to thank you and we’re here to talk to you all because you helped our Alpha’s wife and we’re indebted to you for it.”
Embry’s imprintee, Lana, stood a little behind Paul’s imprintee, who was in a fighting stance, eyes narrowed dangerously and untrusting.
“So you thank people often by kicking in their door?” Paul’s imprintee was a fighter. “Save your gratitude next time. Now get the hell out of this house!”
“Why you…” Leah growled.
So did Paul, warningly, from behind her, letting Leah know in his own way that while she was a part of his pack, that he wouldn’t think twice about taking her down if she threatened his imprintee.
Leah turned and glared at him.
Lana looked at them all suspiciously before turning to Jacob, surprising him by smiling brightly at him, earning him a jealous growl from Embry. “Hey it’s you!”
If Embry had been in his wolf form his fur would have been raised like a cat’s with his displeasure at Lana’s smile directed towards Jacob.
“Yeah…it is you.” Paul’s imprintee relaxed in surprise, smiling at Jacob, causing Paul to growl at Jacob. “Hunky Native American.”
“Pole Boy.” Lana agreed.
If Jacob hadn’t been so worried about Chloe he would have been worried for himself at the dangerous glares he was receiving from both Embry and Paul.
“Tell me something,” The taller girl turned her attention on Jacob. “You a werewolf too?”
He nodded, not exactly sure why they were asking.
“Oh, okay then.” She relaxed fully, sending him a mischievous grin. “Any guy who’d run into a light pole for my Baby Cuz is alright in my books and welcomed in my home.”
“Although, technically, it’s my home.” Lana added. “Come on in.”
The taller girl turned to Leah. “You’re buying me a new door.”
Leah’s mouth fell open.
Ignoring her, the taller girl went to Jacob and smiled at him. “I’m Lois, and this is my friend Lana, what’s your name?”
By now Jacob was beginning to worry as Embry and Paul were completely ignored by their imprintees, who’d cornered him, showering all of their attention and smiles on him. “Uhm, I’m, uh, Jacob Black.”
“Jacob Black. I like the sound of it. Very roguish and yet dependable sounding.” Lois linked her arm around Jacob’s, Lana doing the same with Jacob’s other arm, as they began to lead him down the hall towards the living room. “So, be truthful, you did run into that pole because you were checking out my Baby Cuz, right?”
Jacob, deciding he was in deep shit with his two pack members, stayed between them because the others wouldn’t attack if only to make sure that the girls holding onto him weren’t hurt. “Yes. I---can I see her? I need to see her. Is she hurt? Is she--?”
“She’s fine.” Lois grinned brighter, sharing a look with Lana as they reached the living room and sat Jacob down between them. “She used up a lot of energy by trying to take on that vampire and by healing your friend, this is normal so don’t worry about her. She’ll sleep it off and wake up refreshed. In the meantime…”
“What are your aspirations in life?” Lana confused the crap out of him by asking. “Do you have anything definite planned for your life after you graduate from high school? Going to college? Career school? Backpacking through Europe? Anything?”
“I----I’m good with tinkering with motors and stuff. It’s my hobby and I’ve started this small kinda business in which people bring their cars to me to fix and I charge them less than a garage…so I’m doing that for now.” Jacob didn’t know why he suddenly felt like he was being given the most important interview he’d ever have. “I’m working on my Rabbit, fixing it all on my own. But I’ve also worked on some motorcycles and---.”
Lois’s eyes flashed with excitement. “Do you know how to fix a Ducati? Mine at home is giving me some problems and no matter how many times I take it to be repaired it always comes back with some problem.”
“Lois…” Lana reprimanded softly. “You’re getting off track again.”
“Right, thanks.” Lois beamed at her friend before returning her attention on Jacob. “So you plan on what, becoming a mechanic? Opening up your own garage?”
“My god you’re nosey.” Leah announced from where she was leaning against the wall.
“Another snip from you and I’ll make you pay interest for every day my door’s broken.” Lois warned her.
“It’s her door!” Leah pointed to Lana.
Lana was ignoring them, eyes on Jacob. “You shouldn’t take what Chloe said this morning seriously, she’s just in deep denial at the moment, but she really was attracted to you, she wouldn’t have acted the way she did if she wasn’t.”
Jacob smiled at that. “Really?”
“Oh, yeah.” Lana nodded. “And, you know, your being a werewolf might actually give you bonus points. I mean, she did swear never to date a human again.”
“Wait, what?” Sam asked. “A human?”
Lois nodded. “Yeah, she was dating Lex Luthor since she was like, thirteen---.”
“Sixteen.” Lana corrected.
“No, she started having sex with him at sixteen.” Lois argued.
Lana made a face. “She couldn’t have been going out with Lex earlier than that, it would have been just wrong!”
“Which was why they said they began dating at sixteen.” Lois replied sagely.
“But he was nineteen when she was thirteen!” Lana replied, scandalized.
“I refuse to repeat myself.” Lois declared.
The werewolves were looking back and forth between the girls as they talked, apparently forgetting about their audience.
Jacob’s eyes were narrowed, his wolf snarling inside of him at the knowledge of the male who’d claimed his mate.
“Um, excuse me?” Emily raised her hand.
Lois and Lana stopped arguing and turned to look at her expectantly.
“Um, sorry to interrupt your fascinating conversation.” Emily gave a smile. “But I was wondering, what exactly are you guys? I mean, only werewolves are supposed to be able to handle vampires but you two beat the crap out of that one---and your friend---she----well, you all know what she did.”
Lois and Lana shared a look before Lois sighed. “Well, uh, the reader’s digest version?” Her face went serious, as she looked down at her hands. “Well, uh, we don’t exactly tell people about this, but, I guess, we know about your furry little problem…”
“What Lois means to say is that we’re metahumans—kinda like mutants I guess.” Lana announced, taking over the conversation and putting things out there without any hesitation. “We weren’t born this way, but there’s a specific meteor that fell on the town we live in and it mutates specific people who are exposed to it directly for a certain amount of time.”
“It happened the third month after I moved to Smallville.” Lois continued on as if Lana hadn’t interrupted. “I was fourteen and Chloe and Lana were thirteen. At the time Lana wasn’t our friend because she was annoyingly perfect and we couldn’t stand her.”
Lana rolled her eyes at Lois.
“But then the freak of the week tried to kill Lana again…”
“That one abducted me.” Lana corrected.
“Oh, right.” Lois nodded. “Metahuman men—and some women--tend to want to either kiss, kill and/or kidnap Lana, so she tends to stay as far away from them as possible when it’s not me or Chloe. But, well, getting on with the story...the freak of the week kidnapped Lana, and Chloe figured out where he was keeping her.”
“It was in this horrible underground cave.” Lana nodded.
“Well, so, Chloe, Smallville and I went down to save her, but Smallville got sick and couldn’t go any further so Chloe and I went in by ourselves.” Lois didn’t explain who Smallville was, and Jacob really didn’t care, riveted by the story. “We got into a fight with the freak, and his sonar blasts actually caused the cave to collapse on him and we got trapped inside. With a truckload of meteor rocks around above and beneath us.”
“The good thing was that since Clark was outside he heard when the collapse happened, and he was able to go for help.” Lana pulled a strand of straight dark brown hair behind her ear. “The problem was that considering how fragile the cave was in itself, it took a week to get us out. The only good thing was that there were small holes that let in oxygen, and Trevor had stocked up the place so that we could live there comfortably for months.”
“Wait, I thought it was Tony who’d kidnapped you that time.” Lois turned to Lana, frowning. “Wasn’t Trevor the one who ate his mom and wanted to mate with you?”
“No, no, no. That was Greg.” Lana shook her head. “Tony’s the one who tried to turn me into his Ice Queen and held me captive under the frozen lake.”
Lois frowned. “I thought that was David.”
“No. David was the one who had me hostage in the cabin in the woods and tried to get me to used to the taste of eating bark.” Lana patiently corrected.
“Oh, right!” Lois nodded. “The nature survivalist freak!”
Both girls smiled at each other, completely oblivious once more to their fascinated, and somewhat horrified, audience.
Lois, suddenly realizing that she’d veered off of topic again cleared her throat rapidly. “Well, thanks to Trevor we were able to survive the week underground, and it helped us to bond with Lana, who really wasn’t as annoying as she looked.”
Lana made a face at Lois.
Lois strived on. “We got out, we became best friends, and two days later Lana gets stuck in the wall.”
“What?” Embry asked, frowning, sitting down because obviously this next part required the mate of someone who could get stuck in walls to sit down.
“Uh-huh, it was comical. One minute she’s leaning against the wall bemoaning her perfect life, and the next she’d phased through the wall halfway. It was hilarious!” Lois grinned evilly. “Her ass was sticking out the other side of the wall and her body was completely stuck in the wall itself, her head and hands and feet sticking out the other side.”
Lana covered her face in mortification.
“It took us an hour to figure out how in the world to get her out without bulldozing the wall.” Lois leaned back against the sofa.
“Chloe figured it was based on my emotions somehow and tickled the bottom of my foot until I was shrieking in laughter and just kinda, well, kinda finished phasing through the wall completely and fell into the other room.” Lana admitted, pulling her hands from her face.
“We began to suspect that maybe we hadn’t gotten scotch free from the meteors as we’d expected.” Lois added.
“And when in a couple of days I was able to do this,” Lana motioned with her hand, phasing it through Jacob’s arm to the astonishment of those watching. “Well, I kinda hoped I wasn’t the only one 'freaked' by the meteors.”
“And Chloe and I were hoping she was.” Lois admitted with a sigh. “And then mine manifested itself.”
Lana winced at the memory.
Paul decided to sit down next to Embry.
“For the first time ever a freak had decided to mess with me.” Lois leaned forwards as she spoke. “Usually they go after Lana, and sometimes Chloe, but never me. But Mitch and I had never gotten along after I rejected him by telling him that only after a lobotomy would I ever think about going out with him---so when he got his powers he tried to use them to get back at me.”
“He got stung by his pet scorpion, which we later found out he was giving water with distilled meteor rocks in it to drink because it turned the scorpion this psychedelic green color.” Lana supplied. “So he got this power that made it so that anyone he scratched were poisoned.”
“He naturally came after me, and during the fight something just kinda switched on.” Lois made a face at the memory. “Suddenly I could see in a different way, move in a different way---and I beat the crap outta him.” She grinned brightly, quite proud of herself.
Paul grinned proudly as well as he watched her in uncharacteristic silence.
“I’d been taught to fight by my father, and its like the meteors made everything about me more.” Lois explained. “I could move faster, swifter, I was way stronger---there isn’t a jar in this world I can’t open---I can see in the dark, and my senses are stronger than a normal person’s.”
“She’s kinda like a cat.” Lana added.
“So, with two out of three freaked by the glowy rocks, we all waited on Chloe’s metahumanity to show its ugly head.” Lois fingered a pretty blue stone hanging from around her neck. “And it didn’t take long for that to happen.”
“Lex was forced by his father to move to Smallville, a punishment of sorts.” Lana took over the storytelling. “He got drunk, ran off the bridge we were walking on, and into the water below. Chloe didn’t think twice. She just dived in after him, and Lois and I followed. We got him out of the car but he wasn’t breathing, he was drowned, dead.”
“Until Chloe cried over him and wham.” Lois clapped her hands together for dramatic effect. “There’s this horrible flash of light and he’s breathing and Chloe’s not.”
“That was the first and only time she’s died.” Lana agreed. “But she came back after about five minutes. Ever since then Lex was close to her and she was able to, uh, heal.”
“Yeah.” Lois nodded. “So we’ve kinda been stuck trying to prove that not all metahumans go insane and kill everyone by going up against all the stuff that happen in Smallville. That’s why when we graduated we left there in a hurry, to just have a fun time somewhere boringly normal for once.”
The shifters all shared looks at that.
“We have to be careful who we reveal our abilities to.” Lana admitted. “There are…there are people who kidnap our kind and experiment on them…do horrible things to them.”
Embry and Paul went tense.
Jacob did as well.
He wasn’t going to let anything bad happen to Chloe.
Now that he’d found her she would be safe.
“So, that’s our story…reader’s digest format…kinda…maybe…” Lois rubbed her hands nervously on her thighs. “Any questions?”
“Yeah.” A voice said from the doorway, causing everyone to look in that direction. “Why is the front door broken and why are we disclosing classified information to total strangers?”
Jacob stood up rapidly, eyes widening as his gaze fell upon Chloe.
She was still wearing that beautiful sweater dress and black stockings, though she wasn’t wearing shoes and her hair was tousled from everything…
…it was perfect.
Chloe’s gaze found his and her eyes widened. “Hey.”
Jacob knew he had to take time, get to know her, become her friend. He was going to be patient, be an example to both Embry and Paul. He was…
Before he could even finish that thought Jacob had crossed the room, grabbed Chloe, and pulled her tightly to him. His lips descended on hers without any warning in a starving, desperate, claiming kiss.
So much for being patient.