Title: Like Riding A Bike
Sequel to: When Past Meets Present
Universe: Chloe & The Brothers
Characters: Damon/Chloe/Stefan, Sam, Dean, Audrey, Vanna
Fandoms: Smallville/Vampire Diaires/Supernatural
Disclaimer: Don't own
Summary: When people start disappearing, Chloe finds herself investigating an apparently supernatural case for the first time since she was turned. Of course, she doesn't know two of her biggest fans are secretly filming everything.
Written for my Paranormal25 150 Prompt Table. Prompt #131
: Black Agnes.
They barely made it into the house before snarls and growls and whimpers mixed with lecherous chuckles and throaty groans. Clothes tore, skin scratched and nails dug deep as adrenaline raced through their veins, the thrill of a successful hunt and victorious battle fueling passions already soaring.
"She needs to get away from them, even if only for a little while." Dean grumbled darkly as he paced one of the terraces of the building in which the charity event they were attending was being held in. "She's stronger than she gives herself credit, and she's getting stronger."
"Dean," Sam sighed, leaning against the balcony, head lowered, gaze on the shadows cast by moonlight. "We need to accept that we may have lost her already."
His elder brother sent him a look.
"I'm serious, things are different now than before." Sam looked up finally, shadows dancing on his darkened face. "She's a-you know what she is-and-."
"Does that really bother you, Sammy?" Dean snapped at him. "Because if so then fine. I don't care! I-."
"No it doesn't bother me Dean!" Sam snapped back at him, the flimsy amount of control he had over his emotions wavering. "But it matters to her."
The older Winchester couldn't deny that, so he just returned to pacing. "We're losing her, Sammy."
"We mightn't have had her to begin with." Sam whispered, lowering his gaze once more.
"We did!" Dean insisted. "If she hadn't run-if we'd been smart enough to realize she'd bolt-things would have been different and she would have come around." He stopped pacing. "If we could get her away from them for a while, she would come around."
"Sam! Dean!" Lois' voice caused them to turn and see their friend and co-star as she rushed to them, pale. "You have to come quick. You won't believe what's happening on CNN."
Stefan watched Chloe as she slept in the large bed, hair tousled, skin pale, bite marks on each side of her neck, lips curled in a highly satisfied way that made him feel somewhat proud. The hunt and the celebrating afterwards had completely tired her out, and she was even snoring softly as she shifted positions in her sleep, the sheet that'd been tucked up to her neck now riding low on her chest.
Feeling movement, he watched Damon enter the bedroom, two glasses of bourbon in his hands, offering one out to Stefan.
"Thanks." He whispered so as not to disturb her, accepting the glass and taking a small sip.
It was odd, this relative peace between him and his brother. It almost reminded him of how they'd been before Katherine had gotten in the middle and ruined everything, or, well, it was probably as close to returning to how they were as they'd ever be. They still argued and rarely saw eye to eye in anything, but despite that they hardly stabbed each other anymore. That had to count for something.
Hearing his phone ring, Stefan hurried to answer it before it awoke the blonde. He gazed at the caller I.D. in shock for a second before flipping open the lid and looking up at his curious brother bringing bringing it to his ear. "Elena?"
Having been discharged from the hospital, the girls lay on Audrey's bed, watching the footage of what had happened in the cave on Audrey's laptop, their eyes widening as fangs elongated and eyes darkened. Vampires. They were vampires. The girls closed the lid of the computer and turned to look at each other, shocked, not understanding anything or sure what to do with this information. This video was more than they could have hoped for, it showed just how perfect Chlalvatorism was...and yet...and yet...if they put this on the internet they'd be letting out a secret Chloe, Damon and Stefan were obviously guarding zealously.
They wanted the world to love this coupling as much as they did...but at what cost?
Audrey gulped, bringing her hand to gingerly touch the bandage on her head. "I'd be dead if it wasn't for them."
"So would I." Vanna whispered. "I kinda love them even more now."
"Tell me about it." Audrey whispered as she ejected the video card, gazing at it. On this was all they'd put their lives in jeopardy for.
The girls shared a look.
Silently, sharing a nod, they limped towards the bathroom and flushed the card down the toilet, smiling as it disappeared forever.
"So." Audrey grinned brightly. "Wanna co-write a Chlalvatore story with me where Chloe, Stefan and Damon somehow get covered in magical sex powder?"
"Only if Stefan and Dean also have a congenial relationship with Sam and Dean in this story." Vanna replied, obviously thinking back at the surprising fact that the real Winchesters and Salvatores apparently tolerated each other. "No one needs to be a villain out of the four. Chloe loves the four of them, so why can't we all just learn from that and stop with the shipping wars?"
"We'll spread this message with our writing." Audrey promised her. "We'll even start a new ship if we have to!"
"A new one?" Vanna asked, curious.
"Of course!" Audrey grinned, placing her arm round Vanna's shoulder and fanning out her free arm in front of them. "We'll call it: Schleanvatore!"
Vanna's eyes widened and she grinned, clapping her hands together in excitement. "How taboo! I love it!"
"Come, we have much to plan!" Audrey declared, and together the girls left the bathroom, excited and exchanging ideas for the future of their brand new ship.
"So Katherine is back in Mystic Falls threatening Elena and the only way she'll let Elena's brother and boyfriend live is if you two go there." Chloe summarized, stomach in knots as she sat in bed, holding the sheet up to her naked chest despite their having seen and sampled her goods millions of times over.
"That about sums it up, yes." Stefan frowned as he leaned against the wall. "I'm very worried that Katherine is up to something. Why go as far as to hide the fact that she was alive and well and then all of a sudden pull a stunt like this? Why threaten Elena and her family?"
"What does that bitch want?" Damon snarled as he lounged on a chair, glass in hand, eyes narrowed in fury. "How dare she summon us!"
Chloe looked between them, seeing the raw emotion on their faces, before she lowered her own, tightening her hold on the sheet. She'd always known it would come down to this. They hadn't been a love-match, they'd been a way of helping the other cope, of feeling less dead. And now...and now not only was Stefan's One True Love in danger, but the sire Damon obsessed over was back in town as well. And while neither of the male vampires were saying it out loud she could see in their eyes that Elena and Katherine were dominating their thoughts, concerns...as they should.
She was fine.
She'd known this day would come.
And thankfully, she was strong enough to do what must be done. They'd taught her well, and tonight had shown her that she was stronger than she gave herself credit for. There'd been blood, there'd been stress, and there'd been easy pickings...all her weaknesses...and yet she hadn't once thought about feeding.
"What time are you leaving?" Chloe finally asked.
Both vampires turned towards her.
"What?" Stefan frowned.
"And where would I be going?" Damon raised an eyebrow.
Chloe gave them a little smile. "Stefan, we all know that you will not leave Elena or those she loves to be in danger. And Damon, you've been searching for Katherine for a very long time, you won't stay away if only to hear why she did what she did to you."
The looks on their faces betrayed that they couldn't argue with those facts.
"I can't go because it's not safe for me if Katherine knows about me and how...different...I am." She pulled a strand of blonde hair behind her ear. "But you two need to go back to Mystic Falls."
Stefan sighed. "Will you be okay here by yourself while we go to tend to this business?"
Damon raised an eyebrow. "You can't be considering actually going back."
Stefan turned to his brother. "You know you're going, even if it's to kill her, you know you're going."
Damon narrowed his eyes and emptied his glass rapidly.
Point made, Stefan turned to Chloe, worried. "Will you?"
She smiled up at him bravely. "I'm a vampire, Stefan. I think I can take care of myself."
"You're a Baby Vampire." Damon corrected. "You still need us."
Probably more than she should.
"We'll head out tonight, now possibly." Stefan decided, seeming impatient. "The sooner we deal with Katherine the sooner we can come back."
Chloe smiled softly at Stefan for his true belief that he and Damon would be coming back, but she knew true love was a hard thing to resist, and once he'd saved Elena they'd fall into each other's arms and be happy together, as they were supposed to be. And Damon...she'd been with a drunk Damon long enough to know that he'd truly loved Katherine and was still hurt by how she'd played him a fool...if Katherine gave him the opportunity to go back, Chloe wouldn't fault him for doing so.
They'd prepared her for life as a vampire as best as they could, and she loved them for it.
But now she had to let them go.
Chloe tightened her grip around the sheets.
She had to.