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.
Their way had been blocked by Telmarines building a bridge, so the Pevensies and Trumpkin had had to backtrack, and follow the path that Lucy had sworn she'd seen Aslan on. They'd found a hidden way across the gorge, and after traveling throughout the rest of the day had made camp for the night. Lucy was tired and a little miffed that no one had believed her that she'd seen Aslan. Then again, they'd never believed her, even back in the day with the wardrobe. Chloe had always been the only one to give her the benefit of the doubt, not dismissing her claims of another world on the other side of the wardrobe as lies or the imagination of a child.
Of course, Chloe had had her reasons for believing Lucy that the Pevensies hadn't know at the time.
They'd thought she was just another child running from the war-they hadn't known that she'd actually fallen into a pond filled with green meteor rocks and had surfaced back in time, in England, on the Professor's estate.
Hearing a growl, Lucy sat up.
Everyone else was sleeping around her.
She frowned and stood, walking away from them, not able to explain why she didn't wake them.
The young girl pushed branches out of the way as she made her way through the forest.
A dryad floated past her, laughing.
Lucy's face lit up as the trees moved aside, making way for her.
The stillness of the trees had disturbed her so terribly, and it made her feel so happy and relieved to see them moving once more, smiling and laughing.
This was the Narnia she knew.
The littlest Queen looked up, eyes widening.Aslan
She ran, and suddenly he was there, standing on top of a small hill.
Lucy joyfully ran over and hugged him tightly. "I've missed you so much!" She finally pulled away and gave him a good look "You've grown!"
"Every year you grow, so shall I." He responded with a small.
"Where've you been?" Lucy whispered, smiling melting into a worried frown. "Why haven't you come to help us?"
"Things never happen the same way twice, dear one." The Lion answered sadly.
"But what about Chloe? About Narnia?" Lucy pushed on, bottom lip trembling. "Why did you abandon them? Why did you let the Telmarines invade and capture?"
The Lion sighed. "If they had listened to me, it could have been avoided."
And Lucy woke up.
They were moving through the forest as silently as they could.
Chloe kept a hand on her stomach, having declined Glenstorm's and other's offers for a ride. She was strong, she could walk next to them, even when Caspian kept sending her worried looks, his hand at the small of her back. He led her silently yet strongly, and Chloe felt safe and secure and she knew that it showed.
Ever since the revelations of the night before the Narnians had been silently watching them, and if the way they were acting had anything to say, Caspian was passing their tests. There were even some secretive smiles passed between a couple of their watchers, a couple of the females sharing a giggle when they thought they weren't being noticed.
While Nikabrik had been sure that the Minotaurs would be the hardest to convince to be on Caspian's side, they were actually one of the first of the species to offer their loyalty to him-as long as he kept his word and crowned Chloe as his Queen, their child as his heir.
As Chloe had warned Caspian, the Minotaurs were very loyal to their Queens, and as long as she would be co-ruling, they were happy to serve her King.
The large beasts were the ones mostly watching them, reading Caspian's body language, making sure that he was truly treating their Queen the way they felt she deserved.
They'd also branched out all around the duo, making sure to be surrounding them in case of an attack.
Chloe didn't know if Caspian realized all the attention on them, since all of his attention was on her.
She smiled softly and ducked her gaze.
"Do you need of anything, My Queen?" He asked. "Some water? Rest?"
She looked up at him and grinned, giggling. "You're terribly overprotective, Caspian."
He didn't answer anything, but his gaze was intense and so tender as they gazed down at her.
Chloe felt her laughter dying, her smile melting slowly off of her parted lips, feeling her heart racing.
His gaze lowered to her lips.
She felt like her heart was going to explode.
"Sire." One of the squirrels jumped off of the branch and onto Caspian's shoulder. "There are Men in the forest, almost upon us."
Caspian drew his sword. "Show me where."
"Caspian!" Chloe turned to him.
He moved his hand so that he was holding her hand, bringing it to his lips, and then he was gone, the squirrel leading the way ahead.
"We should stay here, My Queen." Trufflehunter looked up at her. "It's not-."
But Chloe didn't hear the rest, picking up the skirt of her dress and racing after Caspian.
The sound of blades meeting up ahead made her feel sick to her stomach, her heart hurting her in fear.
Rounding the corner, clearing the bushes, Chloe's gaze rested on the two men fighting, and her eyes widened in horror.
But neither man heard her, too concentrated on defeating the other.
Peter swung, missed, and stuck his sword into a tree.
Caspian kicked Peter, and he fell.
Recovering, Peter flipped to his feet and went at Caspian with a rock while Caspian tore Peter's sword from the tree trunk.
Chloe looked between them, horror filling her. "NO! STOP IT!"
They both froze at the sound of her voice, turning towards her.
Caspian eyed her in confusion.
Peter with longing.
Tears of shock and confusion filled Chloe's eyes. "Peter
Caspian's eyes widened in horror and he straightened, turning to look at Peter.
But Peter had already moved, dropping the stone and rushing towards Chloe, pulling her into his embrace and swinging her around.
Chloe couldn't keep the tears from falling, her lips parted, not knowing what she felt.
On one hand she was so happy, so relieved-Peter was alive!
And on the other-her tear-filled eyes met Caspian's dark and stormy gaze over Peter's shoulder.
The High King, her husband, cupped her face, crying as he kissed her.
Chloe closed her eyes, unable to look at Caspian.
That was how she missed seeing Susan, Edmund, Lucy and Trumpkin arriving.
"I missed you so much." Peter finally pulled from her, still cupping her face, staring deep into her eyes. "When I heard that 1300 years passed on this side I thought you'd died! I-I don't care how this is possible, but-but you're here. And that's all that matters."
"Why are you a teenager again?" Chloe couldn't stop the tears, her heart in such turmoil as she looked into the face of the man she'd loved so much. "How long passed for you?"
She closed her eyes and brought her hands to her face, crying heartbrokenly.
That wasn't fair!
What had she ever done to deserve this?
She'd been alone without her family for 1300 years and he'd been with his for only one year?
Her crying grew desperate.
Just when she thought she'd let go-just when her life was finally having some meaning to it again!
A jolt of pain stabbed her stomach.
Chloe cried, hunched over.
"Chloe?" Peter whispered, gaze lowering to her stomach, eyes widening when he finally noticed.
Suddenly Caspian was there, and had pushed Peter out of the way. "What is it my Queen?"
." She whimpered, opening her eyes to look at Caspian in fear, clutching at her stomach. "Caspian, I'm scared."
That intense look entered his eyes as he cupped her jaw, looking deep into her eyes. "I will not let anything happen to you, nor the child."
"Everything that's going on isn't good for the baby." Trufflehunter whispered, going to Caspian's side. "She's too stressed."
"No more arguing or fights." A minotaur ignored the others, and came towards Caspian, glaring at him and Peter. "She could lose the child."
Peter watched, eyes wide in silent horror.
Chloe couldn't look at him.
Caspian snarled and picked her up into his arms. "Calm down, Chloe. Please
. Calm down."
She closed her eyes, hiding her face in his shirt.
She knew she was being unfair to both of them, hurting both of them, but she couldn't think of herself right now.
Nor of them.
She was thinking of this baby, and nestled in Caspian's arms, inhaling his unique scent and feeling his heartbeat against her cheek, was the most calming thing she'd ever experienced.
Her arms went around Caspian's neck as he moved her to accommodate her weight better. Chloe hid her face in the curve of his neck.
She knew he could feels the tears as they bathed his exposed skin.
"Please calm down, My Queen." He whispered, turning his head to her, his lips brushing her skin as he spoke. "Calm down for our child."
Chloe could feel Peter's angered shock.
"No, no." Caspian whispered nearly desperately. "Don't tense back up. Calm down or you'll lose the child. Calm down
She nodded, forcing herself calm.
Glenstorm came forwards. "Welcome, Kings and Queens of Old. I understand that there must be so many questions burdening your soul, but for the sake of the High Queen, please bear with them a little longer yet. We reach Aslan's How within the hour."
They reached Aslan's How and entered within the guarded entrance, finding deep inside Narnians building weapons. But Caspian didn't take any of this in, instead eyeing the pale Queen sleeping in his arms. She looked so tired, too thin for being pregnant, and he worried. She'd teased him earlier on about being overprotective but he couldn't be any other way. Here, nestled in his arms, was the only family he'd ever had. There was no way that he'd ever allow anything to ever hurt her or their child.
Nor take them away.
His dark glance moved towards High King Peter, and found the blonde glaring angrily at him.
He didn't care that he had the hate of High King Peter the Magnificent.
Caspian had hated Peter
for much longer.
The young prince left the others to give the Kings and Queens a tour, to explain things to them. He, instead, followed Trufflehunter and Nikabrik, and the Dwarf who'd come to his rescue and returned with the Kings and Queens, Trumpkin. The Narnians who'd been taking care of Chloe long before Caspian had known that she was more than just a dream in his head, led him to a place that'd obviously been prepared in advance for her.
Caspian lowered the sleeping Queen onto the bed of soft cloths, and he sighed as he tenderly brushed a strand of her hair out of her face.
"How is she?" Trumpkin asked in a gruff, yet worried way.
"Not that good." Nikabrik responded in that same gruff yet worried way. "She was doing better before the High King arrived though."
Caspian clenched his fist.
"Hush Nikabrik," Trufflehunter scolded softly, bringing a cloth and a bowl of cool water towards her. He dipped the cloth into the water and used the cloth to wipe her brow. "She's strong. Everything will be fine." The badger looked up at Caspian as he said that. "She just needs her rest."
Caspian nodded, knowing what the badger was asking of him. "I will do my best to keep the peace, for her."
"Thank you." Trufflehunter gave him a tired smile before turning his attention to his Queen.