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The New Circle 69/? 
22nd-Jul-2013 08:57 pm
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 stumbled down the stairs and froze, all the sleep disappearing as she watched Dark Byron lift both Mikhail and Lucas by their throats before bringing their heads together hard and throwing them against the wall. Cassie was bent over, groaning, holding her ribs. Diana held her hands out to Byron, a dark bruise forming on her cheek as the girl tried to calm him down but had little success. Byron stormed towards her, his nails seeming to grow like claws as he reached for her.

"Byron, stop!" Chloe yelled, her youngest brother freezing.

"I don't know what happened." Faye, the one who'd raced upstairs and awoken the blonde, was behind her. "He just started going insane and-!"

Byron turned towards Chloe, snarling.

Chloe kept his gaze in hers as she took the last couple of steps down into the basement, walking slowly towards Byron.

He snarled.

She hissed.

Byron's black eyes widened as he whimpered, pulling back, turning away from her and crouching down, curling into himself like a scared dog.

"Byron..." Chloe reached his side and bent on her knees, resting her hand on his shoulder. "Byron, it's me. What happened?"

"It... It hurts..." His voice was distorted, pained. "Make it stop. Make it stop!"

Chloe wrapped her arms around his large frame, resting her cheek against Byron's back as she closed her eyes. "It's going to be alright, Byron. Just calm down. Please, calm down."

Lucas and Mikhail groaned, sitting up from the floor, holding their heads as their gazes went to Chloe.

Byron turned rapidly, the movement shocking Chloe into falling on her butt on the cold floor as he wrapped his arms around her. The boy hid his face in her shirt as he seemed to wrap his trembling body around her. Those abnormal muscles were rippling, his veins throbbing, his hold on her tight… and yet it was obvious that, while he was in agony, he was trying not to hurt her.

Chloe softly caressed Byron's hair as she hummed, gaze going silently to the others in question.

Lucas nodded that he was fine.

So did Mikhail.

Cassie merely sat down, leaning hard against the wall as she winced, still holding her side.

Diana's dark eyes were on Byron in worry, nibbling her bottom lip.

Faye sat down on the bottom step, leaning her head against the railing with Adam sitting a couple of steps above.

"So... rry..." Byron's voice trembled as he cried, his body still rippling. "It... hurts... so badly..."

Chloe closed her eyes against the pain in his voice, cradling his head as she pressed a kiss to his dark locks, not sure what to do, what she could do. The blonde wished to the gods that she really could heal, and yet all she could do was cry silently as she held onto Byron and be there with him as this sickness wracked his body. She wasn't sure how long she sat there, crying softly while Byron cried into her lap, but finally she felt his body relaxing, the shift disappearing as his body returned to normal. And as the blonde felt him go limp against her, she realized he'd somehow managed to fall asleep.

"I heard him destroying things, growling," Mikhail sighed. "We thought we could maybe talk him down. There's no sunlight, it isn't even morning – but he overpowered us."

"And us when we came down." Diana sent Cassie and Faye a look.

"I'm surprised you could sleep through it," Cassie whispered.

Chloe knew why, lowering her head. "I'd taken a sleeping pill – I haven't been sleeping well."

"It's a good thing I came to get you, then," Faye interjected. "Or he would have pulled someone apart."

"What happened to him?" Diana asked softly.

"The sickness is getting worse," Adam declared from above.

Chloe nodded her agreement, sighing as she continued to caress Byron's hair. "His sickness is getting stronger." She ran her free hand over her face. "I need to find a way to help him. I promised him I'd help him and yet so far I've been useless."

"Chloe, you're doing the best you can." Diana frowned. "You're trying."

"Obviously not hard enough." The Firstborn sighed, gaze lowering to her youngest brother. "I bet John would have known how to help him."

Mikhail snorted. "Would it have been to his advantage to cure him?" When he noticed the looks he was getting for that, he looked away, uncomfortable. "In this state, Byron is less susceptible to magic; most of our spells didn't faze him. If dad had known about that, he might have wanted to keep him that way as a warrior."

Cassie and Diana shared a look.

Lucas seemed highly uncomfortable.

Faye, as always, never had a problem speaking what was on her mind. "Your dad was a real dick."

"No, he – he had his reasons for everything he did." Mikhail shrugged, looking away, still trying to be faithful to the man who'd raised him. "Even if they seemed a bit questionable."

Chloe's gaze lowered to Byron and he slowly levitated into the air, still sleeping, the blonde steering him back into bed, pulling the sheets around him as she sighed, staring into his now normal face and pressing a soft kiss to his forehead. She then turned to the others and motioned for them to go up, the blonde following up after them, leaving the dim lights on because, after everything he'd gone through, Byron had an aversion to complete darkness.

Once above, Chloe closed the door and motioned for everyone to go to the living room. "Faye, come and help me in the kitchen."

"Aye aye, Captain." Faye followed after her, leaning against the counter. "So, you're having problems sleeping."

"I lie down in bed at night and have so many thoughts, I can't go to sleep." Chloe opened the freezer and pulled out the ice. "Get pain killers but don't give it to anyone yet. I want to make sure nothing's broken or that there isn't a concussion. Also, get the first aid kit in my bedroom."

Faye nodded, hurrying out.

Bringing the ice cube containers and two towels, Chloe returned to the living room, eyeing the wounded and mentally triaging. "Cassie, can you stand?"

She nodded, wincing as she stood.

"Boys, look away. Diana, hurt them if they look." Chloe put down the things she'd brought on the side table as she reached her youngest sister. "Lift your shirt. I need to make sure you've only bruised and not broken your ribs. If it's broken, I need to take you to the hospital immediately because it could puncture a lung or another organ."

Cassie winced as she breathed but did so, raising her shirt on the side.

Lightly running her hand over Cassie's ribcage, Chloe could tell that the area around the injured rib was swollen but there weren't any huge protrusions or dents, which meant it was most like just bruised or maybe cracked. "It doesn't seem to be broken, but I'd feel better if we went to the hospital tomorrow at least." She emptied a few ice cubes into one of the towels, wrapping the ends together before pressing it softly against the bruised area.

"I'm fine." Cassie hissed at the pain, replacing Chloe's hand on the towel with her own, keeping it against the bruised area as she sat down once more. "I don't need to go to the hospital."

Faye arrived. "Got the pain killers and the first aid kit!"

"Thanks." Chloe took the kit from her. "Could you give two pain killers to Diana and Cassie? Also, put some of the ice into the other towel and pass it to Diana to soothe the swelling in her cheek." She turned to Lucas and Mikhail, not sure exactly which to tend to first. The blonde shook her head as she got two cotton balls and disinfectant. "This might hurt a bit." And with that she reached out with both her hands and began wiping at the broken skin around the huge lumps that were appearing on their foreheads.

Lucas and Mikhail both hissed but didn't move.

"Good boys," Chloe praised with a little smile, throwing the bloodied cotton balls on the ground behind her as she eyed the clean wounds. "I don't think you'll need stitches, but the lump might be there for a day or two. The headache's going to be a mighty one too." She frowned, putting a cream on it to keep them from getting infected before taping a gauze pad to the injuries. "I don't know about a concussion though, so we should go to the hosp-"

"We've had way worse than this and we haven't ever gone to the hospital," Mikhail interrupted, looking uncomfortable and a little bashful. "We've never had a concussion."

"Or pampering of any sort. If we were hurt, we were basically told, and I'm merely paraphrasing here, rub some dirt in it and take it like a man!" Lucas grinned up into Chloe's face. "I could get used to having a mother."

Chloe snorted. "Boys don't go through their mother's underwear drawer."

Lucas's eyes went wide as he paled. "You knew about that?"

Chloe merely raised an eyebrow at him before turning to Faye. "Could you get me some more ice, please? These two need a cold compress against their goose eggs."

Faye nodded, getting up and disappearing into the kitchen.

Chloe reached out for the pain meds and passed some to the two boys who dry swallowed. "I want you guys to go rest in your beds but stay up for a while. Keep the bags of ice against your lumps, keep an eye on each other and if either of you begin to manifest symptoms like vomiting, losing your balance, being unable to move one side of your body or double vision, you call me okay? I'll take you to the hospital because it's serious." She turned to Cassie and Diana. "You guys as well. Go on back to your beds. No one's going to school tomorrow. You all need rest."

"What about Byron?" Cassie wanted to know, gaze going towards the door to Byron's basement room.

"It'll be fine," Chloe promised. "Go on up. I'll check on you guys later."

Cassie hesitated a second before nodding and grunting as she stood, moving towards the stairs.

Diana bit her bottom lip. "Do you need any help?"

"I'm fine, Diana," Chloe promised. "Go on up and sleep."

"Okay." Diana gave her a little smile. "Night, Chloe."

"Night." Smiling at her sisters, Chloe gave them a little wave as they began to ascend the stairs, before turning her greens on her brother and Lucas. "I'm going to check in on you guys in a an hour or so, wake you up to make sure you're not unconscious, okay?"

Lucas chuckled, shaking his head then groaning at the pain that caused him. "Don't stress over us like this. We're big boys who learned to take care of themselves since they were young."

Mikhail nodded, still not looking at her.

Chloe frowned as she eyed the boys and wondered just how hard John had been on them growing up that they were both so horribly uncomfortable and unused to being cared for like this. "Well, I'm going to do what I want, so deal with me stressing over you two, okay?"

Faye returned with two bags of ice. "Here you go."

"Thanks." Chloe smiled at her before passing the boys the bags, watching them place them gingerly on their bumps. "Go on to bed now, and remember, if you start feeling any sort of symptoms like the ones I described then call for me."

"Yes, mom." Lucas rolled his eyes, yet was visibly pleased as he stood, making for the stairs.

Mikhail stood, turned to leave, and then sighed as he turned back to Chloe. "Thank you." And with that, he turned once more and hurried after Lucas.

Chloe smiled crookedly as she watched the two boys go.

Faye collapsed on the sofa Cassie and Diana had vacated. "What are we doing about the Incredible Hulk?"

"I'll keep an eye on him, it's not like I'll be sleeping." Chloe ran her fingers through her unruly hair. "I'll make the rounds and keep an eye on the others, and stay here in case he wakes up and needs me – or is the Dark personality still."

Faye eyed Chloe thoughtfully before shaking her head. "I'd offer to help but you wouldn't accept so all I'm going to say is try to get some sleep in between your Florence Nightingale routines."

"I'll try," Chloe promised with a wry smile, watching Faye also go up the stairs before the blonde turned her gaze towards the door to Byron's room.

Adam sat down next to her. "You should sleep. I'll let you know if he wakes up."

"He's my brother, Adam; my responsibility." She closed her eyes, fighting the tiredness that invaded her now that the adrenaline rush was subsiding. "They all are."

"You're running on fumes as it is."

"And here I thought I was hiding it so well." She gave him a tired smile, turning in the sofa to face him. "Talk to me, keep me awake." She hugged a pillow, getting comfortable. "Tell me a story about young Adam Knight."

Adam eyed her in silence for a moment before turning to fully face her on the sofa and began recounting the time his brother accidentally turned their mother's cat Pumpkin into an actual pumpkin.

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She'd checked on everyone three more times, taking special care for the boys given the fact that two of them could have concussions and one of them could switch to his Dark personality at any given moment. But so far, things seemed to be fine – Lucas and Mikhail merely groaning and protesting every time she woke them up and Byron remaining peacefully asleep. She kept checking up on them though, and while she'd never stopped telling Adam to just go to bed, he'd stayed and kept her company, telling her stories about before he'd become what he was now. She'd probably learnt more about him in that one night than she had in all the time she'd known him.

He'd asked her about her childhood then, about before he'd followed John to Smallville and decided to stay behind. While there really wasn't much to tell in her opinion, Chloe figured it'd help her stay awake so she told him about moving to this "leafy little hamlet", meeting Clark and Pete (Greg having already stopped being their third musketeer by then) and then about her mother leaving them. The story progressed through junior high and the misadventures she, Pete and Clark had had together. Somewhere in the middle of her first year of high school, Chloe must have finally dosed off because the next thing she knew, she was in someone's arms being moved towards her room.

For a split second she thought it was her father, the man having had to do this for her so many times, but reality raced back to her heart-wrenchingly and she knew it couldn't be him. Her sleepy eyes, barely able to keep open, turned upwards as she tilted her head back, surprise filling her as she gazed into Adam's face, her hand clutching in his shirt. "You're getting stronger."

He looked down at that. "Impressive, isn't it?"

"Why are you taking me to bed?" she complained despite the fact that her eyes closed and she was barely holding onto consciousness, her words slurring. "I need to stay awake. I need to look after-"

Her door swung open and Adam entered the room, moving her ever closer to her bed, the sheets pulling back as he neared. "You need to sleep. I'll keep an eye out for a bit longer so just rest already. You're going to wear yourself out if you try to keep this pace."

"I – I have to – take care of them – they're-" And yet, as Chloe was lowered into bed, she could feel her desire to fight this waning.

Adam chuckled, pulling the covers over her. "How about you let me take care of you for a change?"

"But..." Chloe's slurred words were halted by his hand caressing her hair. "I..."

"Sleep." And with that, Adam turned and left, the door closing behind him.

Chloe tried to stay awake, tried to get up and stumble after him, but for all of her desires, her body wasn't strong enough and she fell into blissful sleep.

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It wasn't that Whitney wasn't happy that Coach Teague had finally returned to school, but he really couldn't concentrate on it given the fact that Diana had called him early enough to tell him what had happened and that none of them would be in school today. He'd worried that something like this would happen with Byron, and he knew that Chloe was running herself ragged with all of her new responsibilities. Having to keep an eye on a ticking time bomb was just adding to her already complicated world. But he liked Byron and knew that Chloe would never give up on the boy, so Whitney knew that there wasn't going to be any restful nights in Chloe's future for a very long time.

And as if that wasn't bad enough, tonight was the big Luthor ball. It was the talk of the whole damned town and those who'd procured invitations were flaunting them around as if they were gold.

"Hey, Whitney." Jason paused by him in the hallway.

"Coach." Whitney nodded, giving him a little smile. "How you feeling?"

"Apparently better than I should." Jason shrugged. "My head hurts a bit and I'm on pain killers, but I've been cleared to come back to work, which is great because I was about to go crazy in the manor."

"Sorry to hear that." And Whitney really did understand because he got cabin sickness too if he was locked in the house for a certain amount of time. "I would have thought things would have been interesting considering the preparations for the big ball are underway."

Something odd passed over Jason's eyes as he nodded. "Uh, is Chloe going?"

Davis really hadn't told anyone, huh?

Whitney wondered why.

"Yeah, she's got a date and everything."

Jason looked away. "Anyone I know?"

"I'm sure it is," Whitney hedged.

"This is a small place." Jason chuckled, not at all sounding amused, before his hazels turned on Whitney. "That night – what happened exactly? All I remember is this pain in the back of my head and then waking up at Lex's. They said they weren't sure what had happened, but that Chloe had said she'd taken care of it. And now everyone is saying that Brent Greene is missing."

Whitney looked around him before moving a little closer, voice lower. "Long story short, Brent tried to sacrifice everyone, especially you, to some Moroccan demon of love and warfare in return for, and I'm guessing here, her to make Chloe fall in love with him forever. Chloe stopped Qandisa from taking the whole damned school and then the creature ate Brent and disappeared."

Jason stared at him. "He'd conjured Qandisa? Was he a Dabbler?"

"Nah, he had her ancient spoon."

Jason's eyes widened as he nodded. "I see."

"Coach Teague!" Principle Kwan called him over. "A word, if you would."

"Of course." Jason smiled at him before turning to Whitney. "Thanks for explaining."

Whitney nodded, watching Jason go to Principle Kwan, wondering exactly how pissed the guy would be with him tonight when he realized that Whitney hadn't told him about Davis.

23rd-Jul-2013 02:58 am (UTC)
Ohh goodness poor Chloe. She barely has time to sleep with everything that is going down. Hope they are able to find a cure for Byron.

I can't wait for the ball. Especially since apparently no one knows that Chloe is going with Davis.
25th-Jul-2013 12:41 am (UTC)
Definitely! It's why the girl resorted to sleeping pills...but now she definitely wont take them again since she'll need to awaken at any little sound in case another Dark Byron episode happens!
23rd-Jul-2013 05:21 am (UTC)
you know...she makes a got job, mothering them....
can't wait for the ball....
25th-Jul-2013 12:41 am (UTC)
She does actually have a knack at it, despite what she thinks. Chloe really thinks she needs to have been mothered to be a good mother though.
23rd-Jul-2013 06:55 am (UTC)
Alright we got the ball coming right up. And Mommy Chloe has worn herself out.
Not good because you can just feel that something big is going to go down.

And woohoo! Jason is back.

I also can't believe the next chapter will be the be the seventieth.

25th-Jul-2013 12:42 am (UTC)
Well, it's the same night, definitely, but the next chapter is leading up to the ball, with the NEXT chapter the ball :) And yes, poor Chloe will be worn out by then, and that's never good!
23rd-Jul-2013 07:36 am (UTC)
I'm glad Jason's better. But poor Byron (and everyone else in the house). Is someone making him worse? Is it definitely a Balcoins are crazy thing or an everyone has it in for them curse?

Love that Chloe knew about Lucas rifling through her knicker drawer.
25th-Jul-2013 12:43 am (UTC)
Well, the Balcoin sickness is just getting worse and worse and now not even nighttime is completely safe for him.

Oh she definitely knew! Adam didn't sit on that one.
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