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.
Chloe found the back of the DeSoto surprisingly spacious considering that the three of them were crammed in there and she didn't feel suffocated. It was awkward to recount the story of her life and the curse that had dictated most of it even during the times she hadn't even known about said curse. Her hands moved rapidly with each word, stabbing the air during the more annoying parts of her monologue, and finally, when it was done, she let the silence reign in the backseat. Green orbs slid first to Angel and then to Spike, finding them both taking the news differently. Angel was frowning darkly, fists clenched. Spike on the other hand was merely smoking a fag and eyeing her with silent intensity. The silence was unnerving, and she began to fidget in the seat.
"I honestly don't see the problem." Spike finally broke the silence, blowing out his last puff of smoke before flicking his fag out of the window. "If anything I like it."
"Excuse me?" Chloe turned to him. "How could-?"
"I see it as an insurance, really." Spike declared, lips smirking quite evilly. "Ducks, you'd make a terrible lesbian. You don't have one ounce of attraction for girls."
She made a face because, well, he had a point there.
"And being with a human male would just cause too much problems, consequences..." he reached out and placed his hand on her thigh, slowly rubbing it. "In the end, we're the best option you've got."
"William..." Angel growled in warning.
"What? Don't pretend you didn't think the same way. You taught me how to think." Spike sneered at his grandsire, slowly yet surely raising his hand up her thigh, fingers playing at the hem of her skirt.
Chloe reacted, hand shooting out to press down on his and stop its course. "Spike..."
He smirked at her.
The blonde witch glared at the vampire before surprising the men by climbing into the front passengers seat, leaving them alone in the back. "Now listen to me and listen well. I am not your property and I am not your little sex kitten. If we're going to really be living as housemates I think we need to establish some ground rules."
Spike snorted, leaning back hard on the seat. "Well this will be fun."
She ignored him. "First rule. If you're going to have sex with anyone you're doing it in their place, not mine."
"I don't think-." Angel began.
Chloe raised her hand. "Secondly, I sleep in my own room. Alone."
"Wait a bloody-!"
"No. This is no negotiation." She glared at Spike. "I get my room and its mine. I sleep in there. Alone. There will be no huge California King sized bed because of your belief that the two of you will be sleeping in the same room with me. It's not going to happen."
"Denial luv, it isn't just a river in Egypt."
"How second grade of you, Spike." Chloe replied sweetly before continuing. "Thirdly, I don't believe either of you are in love with me."
Angel opened his mouth.
Spike glared at her.
"There are just too many variables and circumstances and this is all too soon to be actual emotions. Actual, bone-crushing, soul-searing, genuine love." She hurried on before either of them could say anything. "Lust? Hell yes! I feel it too!"
Spike's glare melted into a smirk.
Angel's eyes darkened.
"But!" She raised her finger high. "But love is out of the question. I-I don't want to hear the word. It's not just any word to be thrown around. It's important, it's sacred. Let's not use it."
Angel lowered his gaze. "If it will make you feel more comfortable-."
"It will." Chloe nodded, taking in a deep breath and smiling as she gazed between the two of them. "Also, you two must make yourselves as comfortable as you want in your own rooms. I want you two to pick yours out and go all out with it. Paint them black if that makes you feel more at home."
"Anything else, mommy?" Spike grumbled.
"Spike, shut up." Angel glared at him before turning to Chloe and nodding, a small smile on his face. "We'll make it a home."
Chloe smiled back at him, having known that he would understand her.
Spike looked between them before rolling his eyes. "Bloody hell." He reached for a fag and lighter, lighting and taking in a moody puff of smoke. "Fine. We'll play by your soddin' rules until you grow bored of them and want to come out and play with the big kids."
"Thank you." Chloe smiled, turning in her seat to face the front. "So, in the next shop, why don't you guys find things you want too?" She pulled a strand of blonde hair behind her ear. "It's more fun to shop with others than for just yourself."
The vampires shared a look before Spike snorted in amusement. "What sort of girl are you?"
Chloe turned and glared at him. "Get in the driver's seat already. We only have a couple of hours before sun-up and you two need to be in your beddie-byes by then."
Angel's lips twitched, a bit of an irish accent slipping into his voice as he spoke. "You're going to be a feisty little hellion."
Chloe smiled at him before turning back and plopped her feet up on the dashboard. "Damn straight."
"She should be here. It's obscenely late!" Lois paced outside of the Mansion on Crawford Street. She'd tried getting as close to the door and windows and possible but the spell Aunt Moira had placed on it was strong and every time she tried getting close she'd collapse, and the last time she'd ended up coughing drops of blood. The Watcher kept her from trying again after that, and Lois was annoyed that she was weak enough for a tweed-loving tea-drinking person to be able to restrain her. She was annoyed that Aunt Moira had put this spell between her and Chloe, making them both so isolated and vulnerable to outside influences. Chloe especially. She was younger, more awkward, withdrawn.
Lois should have seen her loneliness, should have known that something was happening to her. That somehow vampires had found out about her cousin and managed to go as far as to Mark their Intent on her. Lois should have been protecting her. Should have been there! And yet she'd been too busy immersing herself into Aunt Moira's studies and trying to convince everyone, especially herself, that this whole lesbian thing was the best thing since...uh...something really good.
"You must remember that, if you heard correctly, your cousin has taken up with a pair of vampires." Rupert Giles declared as they sat in his tiny little british car, waiting for Chloe and some bloodsuckers to show up. "She'd be keeping their hours now."
"No wonder her grades are dropping." Lois shook her leg. "I should have seen this coming. She's a genius. Like Einstein. I should have known that something was happening to her." She closed her eyes and shook her leg more violently. "I just thought it was her getting used to being on her own in that huge, creepy house. I-."
"You shouldn't blame yourself." Rupert declared, clearing his throat. "There wasn't a way you could have known that this was happening."
"I should have. I'm all she has. I shouldn't have been all wrapped up in my own life." Lois continued to blame herself as she shook her head. "If I had just been a little more observant, had stopped to think about someone other than myself for just one second-."
"You're a child. I don't think it's healthy for you to take on such immense responsibility-."
"I'm not a child. I'm seventeen." Lois glared at him, frustrated and taking it out on him. "I need to take responsibility for her, to take care of her. Her mother doesn't give a damn about us. I try to pretend otherwise for Chloe's sake but she knows it as well. Aunt Moira couldn't care less for us, and she's extra bitchy with Chloe because she's supposedly 'defective'...which she's not! The girl's a genius, can't she give her a little break? Maybe all the pressure and changes are stunting her magical growth!"
Rupert watched her with silence, eyes narrowed.
"Then again, you're a Watcher, you probably agree with pushing a kid for the sake of 'progress'." Lois lowered her head, running her fingers through her hair. "If something happens to my cousin because your Slayer has a hard on for this bloodsucker, I'll kill her." The brunette raised her gaze to meet Rupert's, feeling the magic in her swelling up, electric behind her eyes. "I swear to you that I will."
He was visibly disturbed yet didn't say anything.
A car drove up the street and stopped before the gate before them.
Chloe was in the front seat, eyes wide.
Lois was out of the car in seconds, heading towards Chloe.
The blonde emerged from the car. "L-Lois? Wh-what are you doing here?"
"Are they hurting you? Are they forcing you?" Lois whispered a word in latin and the glamour Chloe wore shattered, revealing the puncture marks on each side of her neck. "I'm going to kill them."
"You can bloody well try." A british accent declared, and Lois' gaze went to a bleached blonde smoking a cigarette who'd been driving the DeSoto.
"Spike, don't." Another male, this one brunet and with an american accent, emerged from the back seat. "You must be Lois." His eyes widened and he paled even more as Rupert emerged from his car. "Rupert."
"Angel." Rupert murmured darkly, holding a cross in one hand and a stake in the other. "How are you here?"
"I-I'm not so sure." The vampire lowered his gaze.
"I think I did it, somehow." Chloe mumbled. "I think I somehow ripped through into the hell dimension he was in and somehow managed to bring him out while I was trying to perform a light summoning spell...which I totally failed at."
Lois' eyes widened. "You performed a successful inter-dimensional retrieval?" She reached out and hugged the blonde. "Chloe! That's amazing!" She then stiffened, remembering why she was here, and pulled away. "But-vampires! Two of them! And they're feeding on you!"
"No, we're not." Angel frowned. "Spike and I drink animal blood."
"Yeah, say that a little louder why don't you." Spike glared at him. "Not every demon in this neighborhood heard that, you thoughtless ponce." He stabbed his cigarette towards him. "You might have forever tarnished your name and credibility in the demon world with the whole 'I have a bleedin' soul and I'm a bloody pathetic poof' and you're comfortable with that but I'm trying to keep my little issue under wraps thank you very soddin' much!"
"And what issue would that be, Spike?" Rupert turned his icy glare on the blonde vampire. "Last I recall you didn't have a problem with being an evil maniac."
"Oh, I'm still very much an evil maniac." Spike assured him with a glare. "I'm the biggest evil maniac you've ever met or ever will! And don't you bloody forget it!"
"Really? Spike?" Angel turned to him in annoyance. "Chloe's cousin is here. Can't you at least pretend to be civilized?"
"Why would I want to do that? I don't want to bloody bed her." Spike snorted, flicking his finished cigarette away and breathing out the last bit of smoke. "Our girl's the one I'm going to be hilt deep in soon and she likes a monster in her man. Don't you pet?"
Chloe was blushing like a tomato and seemed absolutely horrified.
Angel groaned, bringing his palm to his face. "Spike. Just. Shut up."
"What are your intentions with this girl?" Rupert glared at them, raising the cross higher.
"What? You deaf, Watcher?" Spike snorted. "I just said what I bloody intend to do with her."
"She's an innocent child Spike." Rupert huffed. "And I will not allow you or Angel to-."
Spike sneered, taking menacing steps towards Rupert despite the cross in his hands. "You'll do what exactly?"
"Spike, stop it." Chloe glared at him, eyes narrowed. "He's just worried about me...although I have no clue who the hell he is."
Rupert cleared his throat.
"He's the school librarian." Lois was intrigued with Chloe's order to Spike. "He's also the Slayer's Watcher."
"You know the Slayer's here?" Chloe turned to Lois with wide eyes. "How? And how did you find out about Angel and Spike?"
Lois folded her arms over her chest and raised an eyebrow. "I'm psychic."
"You are?" Chloe whispered in awe.
Lois lost some of her annoyance, a smile tilting her lips. "No...I overheard you today talking to Mike Lowell."
"Oh." Chloe cringed. "I wanted to tell you myself...after...after I'd managed to figure everything out myself."
Lois sighed as she looked from the two vampires to her cousin. "Chloe, we're supposed to stake vampires, not have hot monkey sex with them."
"There's no sex of any kind! Animal or not!" Chloe was blushing once more, eyes wide, hands out in front of her. "They have their own rooms! And they're getting their own beds too!"
"You don't have to lie, I heard you, remember? I know these bites are Marks of Intent to Mate." Lois frowned at the bite marks on each side of her cousin's throat. "And Mike said that you had to be willing to receive these bites."
Chloe lowered her gaze. "Lois..."
"They're vampires, Chlo. And monsters." Lois whispered, unable to understand how this was happening, why this was happening...why she had to explain something that should be so obvious to her cousin. "I've read about them and the things they've done are unspeakable atrocities that only the worst of heartless monsters could have done."
Spike grinned. "Thanks."
Lois glared at him.
So did Angel.
Spike snorted. "What?"
As one they ignored him.
"What?" He cried once more.
"Lois," Chloe drew her aside, leaving Rupert with Spike and Angel although Lois knew that with their enhanced hearing the vampires could still hear what the blonde was saying. "Angel has his soul now, he's a good guy, he used to be the Slayer's best ally until-well-let's just say that he's someone we want as an ally. Okay? He wouldn't hurt me."
"What about Captain Peroxide?" Lois glared, folding her arms over her chest. "He doesn't look like the type to cuddle puppies."
"No, he isn't." The blonde was forced to admit.
"And he obviously doesn't have a soul." Lois prompted.
"You know, I kinda like this bird." Spike could be heard telling Angel.
Lois ignored him, eyes on her cousin.
Chloe looked like she wanted to throttle Spike, yet kept her gaze on Lois. "He has something just as good as a soul. A chip. It's implanted in his head and because of it he can't hurt humans."
Lois' eyes widened. "You're lying."
"No, I'm serious." Chloe was quick to assure her. "He's like a helpless baby."
"Oi!" Spike declared, obviously quite offended.
Lois turned from her cousin and stalked towards the blonde vampire, eyeing him curiously before reaching out and pinching him as hard as she could.
"Bloody hell!" Spike snapped, jerking away from her. His face transformed instinctively, showing the deformed appearance of the demon as he dove for her before yelling and grabbing his head, cursing every word under the sun as the agony drove him to his knees.
Lois stood there, eyes wide.
The vampire was...neutered.
Even Rupert looked astounded.
Angel smirked, obviously enjoying seeing Spike in pain.
"Fascinating." Rupert pushed his glasses higher up his nose as he observed Spike's agony. "How is this possible?"
"None of your business." Chloe surprised Lois by her protective snap as she made her way to Spike's side, not at all scared despite the fact that she was next to a hurting demon with its Game Face on.
"Y-yes, well," Rupert cleared his throat. "We need to speak. Even if Angel truly has his soul back there are clauses, conditions, that you need to be aware of."
"The no sex clause, right?" Chloe turned to the Watcher once more.
"I told her about the clause, Rupert." Angel, the more quite and somber of the two vampires, spoke as he came forwards and placed a hand on Chloe's shoulder.
"How can you risk losing your soul again?" Rupert glared at Angel. "How can you mark your Intent on her knowing what would happen should you actually Claim her?" His eyes narrowed. "Or do you think you cannot achieve what is needed with her?"
Chloe's gaze lowered.
Lois's eyes widened.
Angel's demon face appeared as he snarled at Rupert warningly.
Lois could see the protectiveness in his face, could sense it in every fiber of his body, and she was thrown.
"The bite is a way of protecting me." Chloe whispered, gaze still lowered. "I give them a place to stay and bring them blood to drink...and they offer me protection. No demon is going to bother me if they know I'm supposedly Claimed by two of the House of Aurelius."
Rupert visibly was taken back by that. "That-that is true of course but-."
"I don't like this." Lois found herself saying.
Chloe's gaze went to her immediately.
"But I really don't have a say in this, do I?" She sent Angel a wary look before stepping forwards and reaching for her cousin's hand, squeezing it. "If either of them hurt you I'll kill them, and I'm going to be checking in on you every single day-and I'm finding a way to break that damned spell that keeps me from coming into the house."
Chloe could understand what Lois couldn't say, and she smiled, throwing herself into her cousin's arms.
Lois held her tight, glaring at the vampires over her shoulder as she hugged her, letting them know with the electricity behind her eyes what would happen to them should they hurt Chloe.
Angel nodded solemnly.
Spike snorted, lighting another cigarette.
Lois sighed and hugged her cousin tighter.
Aunt Moira could never know about this.