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The Enemy Of My Enemy 12A/12 
19th-Jan-2014 10:26 pm
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Title: The Enemy of My Enemy
Sequel to: Tinseltown Rumor Mill
Universe: Chloe & The Brothers Series
Rating: M
Pairings: MANY. Damn. Uhm. Main? Chlalvatore and Schlean; Lois/John; Lois/Alaric
Disclaimer: Don't own
Summary: The whole world now knows about vampires, and most of it has been compelled by Klaus, via the "coming out" broadcast. With the Salvatores and the Winchesters unable to see eye to eye on anything, Lois learning the way of the vampire hunter, and someone from the past returning to 'help', things are about to become crazy. And, of course, E!News is happily covering it all.

Alaric cleaned his weapons as he tried to get his head around all the things that'd happened since they'd come back from the gala to find Sage and Katherine gone from the safe-house, Sage having left a note which merely said: "Sorry". Damon was calling her a traitor and putting her on "the list" but Alaric felt that whatever had happened had to do with what Rebekah had insinuated the night of the gala. He was alone for the moment, and it gave him the time and silence he needed to be able to think. Chloe and Dean were at their meeting with Niklaus Mikaelson, and while the others had been told to stay away, every single other person had come up with "something important" to do at the very same time that the meeting was going down so Ric knew they were going to go and spy. He wasn't though. He felt that Niklaus had already made his move, in a threateningly way at least, at the gala, and that this meeting was more of a talking of terms, and they didn't need Ric there for that. They didn't need Damon there either but it wasn't like they'd be able to get him away from Chloe, especially when there was an Original involved.

"So, just how mad are you?"

Ric looked up to see Sage leaning in the doorway, the hunter somewhat disconcerted that he hadn't sensed her presence. "Why did you let her go?"

The redhead sighed as she entered the room. "It was a thing of honor, I owed her for opening my eyes to some truths that I should have seen, or at least suspected." She licked her lips. "Apparently I might've once been sired-bound to Finn. I didn't want to admit it, but I've taken the last couple of days away to go over the first couple of hundred years we were together and go over my actions, and I think I actually might have been sire-bound."

"Sire-bound?" Ric made a face, not having heard of this term before when applied to a vampire.

"All the love I had for Finn as a human basically turned on me and made me a slave of love for him the moment I was turned into a vampire." Sage's smile was weak and twisted as she entered the room. "His will was my will. That sort of thing." She shook her head. "I'm getting why he didn't come back, if he really was given a chance to do so by Niklaus, but to be honest he never really was given a chance to come back to me because Niklaus knows his brother well enough to know that if Finn suspected I was sire-bound to him that he wouldn't return. Finn loves me, and if he thought distance and time would help break, or weaken, the sire-bond between us and give me my own free-will back, he'd stay away for as many centuries as necessary." Her smile was sad. "He'd stay away forever, even, if it meant that I had my own free-will again."

Alaric was pissed at Sage, he knew it and he knew she knew it, and yet he could understand the stupid things people did for love. Hadn't he become the person he'd become today for Isobel? He understood that sort of love and devotion, that sort of heartbreak, and it was why the hunter wordlessly put down the weapon and walked towards the vampire. He let out a sigh and wrapped his arms around her, hugging her for the first time since their partnership, and as he did so he could feel her go taunt, tense in shock, before her whole body began to shake like a earthquake before she wrapped her own arms around him and cried into his shoulder.

"All these years I've survived thinking that Niklaus would free Finn-and then when he didn't that I would free Finn-and that we're be together forever like we'd promised the night he sired me." Sage clung tightly to Alaric, her voice high and words muffled by his shirt, yet audible and distinguishable. "And now I realize what Damon must've felt when he went into that crypt and realized that Katherine wasn't there. He lived for centuries for that moment, for when he'd free her, just like I had for Finn, and now the both of us have shown ourselves to be nothing but love's fools." She tightened her grip on Alaric's shirt as her trembling grew worse. "I love Finn so much, but I'm never going to be with him ever again… and the worse part is that I'm not even sure anymore if it's still my own love what I'm feeling, or if it's the sire-bond."

Ric closed his eyes as she promptly broke down completely, unable to speak further, the vampire hunter wondering when things had changed so spectacularly in his life that instead of staking vampires he was helping and comforting brokenhearted ones. When did he stop seeing them as soulless monsters, and instead discovered that they were his best friends? His makeshift family? "It'll be fine, everything will work out somehow, I promise." He sighed as he rested his chin on the crown on her head. "You'll be alright."

Sage merely continued to cry, the woman a sad shell of the flirtatious redhead who'd approached him in a bar and offered a partnership so long ago.

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"So, why don't we just ask Stefan to come and join us as a representative of the highly un-stealthy bunch of friends you have, and send the others off on their way?" Klaus wanted to know, a cup of steaming coffee in his hands as he smiled conversationally at Chloe and Dean. "I think we'd all agree that the three of you would represent the different factions interested in this meeting." He took a leisurely sip of his coffee. "The others are inconvenient and unnecessary."

A muscle jumped in Dean's cheek. "How do we know it's not another trap and everyone in this store isn't Compelled to do something once the others leave?"

"Who says we're leaving?" That was Damon. He'd gotten up before Stefan could even get the chance to and stalked over to them, slipping into the seat next to Chloe, a sneer on his face as he eyed the Original Vampire.

"Ah yes, the brother." Klaus tilted his head to the side as he eyed him. "That's why I didn't offer to have you come, you have a penchant for causing scenes."

Damon's eyes narrowed. "Now listen here, you crusty-."

Chloe reached out her hand and placed it on his arm. "Damon, please."

Klaus smirked as he took another regal sip of his coffee. "Listen to her, Damon. You're calling too much attention to yourself." He took another sip. "You really need to learn how to behave in civilized company."

Damon smiled.

Chloe's eyes widened in horror as she realized that Damon was running through scenarios on how to kill the Original and was probably going to try and implement one in a second or two if she didn't step in. They didn't know how to kill Klaus, or even if he could be killed, and she wasn't going to let Damon get himself killed over a pissing contest with the other male. "Damon, please leave."

He frowned as he turned to her. "What?"

She licked her lips. "I can handle this, and he's right, you're causing a scene." Better to make Damon angry with her than with Klaus. At least that wouldn't get him killed. "This is for my job. I have to be professional about this and since you seem incapable of keeping yourself in check you should leave and cool off somewhere."

Damon narrowed his eyes at her before he stood. "Unbelievable." He shook his head and stormed out of the place.

Chloe closed her eyes and took in a deep breath.

Dean cleared his throat and looked over his shoulder after the door swung closed behind Damon. "I know he's a pain in the ass-but wasn't that a bit harsh?"

The blonde opened her eyes and rested them on Klaus. "Where were we?"

Klaus eyed her in silence, his eyes amused, his lips twisted in a knowing smirk. He'd apparently seen through her actions and knew why she'd acted the way she had, and it gave him a wave of dark amusement. "Really, Stefan, he's everything you told me he was and more, I suspect."

Chloe looked up to see Stefan walking up behind Klaus, his hands in his pockets.

Lois and Sam were paying for their drinks and leaving, though they didn't look happy about it.

"I've been told we knew each other." Stefan moved so that he could eye Klaus from the side before he slid into the seat his brother had vacated. "I'm assuming the reason I can't remember any of it is because I've been Compelled not to."

Klaus eyed the three of them with a smirk. "Ah yes, three people with questions in need of answers only I can give them." His smirk grew. "So. Who wants to go first?"

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Bela Talbot walked into the bar and looked around before finally finding her target sitting alone in a dark corner, cradling a glass of some form of alcohol or the other, and scowling darkly. She rolled her eyes and pulled off her shades as she ventured further into the bar, ignoring the other people inside and making a beeline to Damon Savatore. She didn't say hello and he didn't say it either, instead she merely grabbed a seat, ordered a whiskey, and turned to face him, observing the dark, murderous scowl, and figured this was Chloe-related-not that she hadn't figured that out considering that he wouldn't have deigned to accept her offer to a drink "any time" if it wasn't because he wanted to vent and he didn't have anyone else he could vent to.

"So…" Bela had waited to get her drink before breaking the silence. "Dean, Sam or Stefan?"


She blinked, highly impressed. "Wow. She's going to need to buy a stable soon to house you lot."

Damon sent Bela a glower as he took a long gulp of his drink. "And it's not like that."

"How is it like then?" She was curious, and to be honest, this whole thing was far too entertaining for her to pass up.

Damon took in a deep breath, a muscle jumping in his cheek. "They're meeting at this place, right? And this guy tried to kill her previously, and instead of backing me up she backs him up and tells me to leave! How ungrateful-?" He stopped, finished his drink with a long gulp, ordered another, and then turned to Bela once more. "What the hell is wrong with her?"

Bela blinked as she tried to make sense of the very little information Damon had given her. "So you're saying Klaus tried to kill Chloe?"

"Not the issue."

"Right." She raised an eyebrow at him. "The big issue is that she sided with him over you."

"And told me to leave. Me." Damon's eyes narrowed. "To. Leave."

Bela took a sip of her drink and gave herself a couple of minutes to think this through. "Why?"

"I know, right?!"

"No-I'm asking what her reasons for asking you to leave were."

Damon glared at Bela and then at his drink. "I was only defending her from that asshole and-."

"So basically you were antagonizing the Vampire King."

"He's not my king," Damon interrupted. "I didn't vote him in."

"Voting would imply something more like a president than a king." Bela wondered if Damon had realized that he'd just basically told her he was a vampire, something which she hadn't realized up until that point in their acquaintanceship.

Damon apparently hadn't, and wasn't listening to her, instead in mid-rant. "-smug smirking bastard got off saying that I was making a scene-and she actually agreed with him and-."

Bela raised an eyebrow as she eyed Damon, the Vampire.

Wow. She hadn't seen that one coming. But it kinda made sense now that she thought about it.

The brunette smirked. It made this whole thing the more challenging! Her days of boredom between shoots were over! It had been decided: Damon Salvatore was now going to become her new pet project. By the time she was finished with him, he was going to knock Chloe off of her feet and going to bulldoze through the competition. "Sorry, Sam and Dean."

Damon stopped in the middle of his rant. "Are you even listening to what I'm-?"

"Has it occurred to you that she was protecting you?" Bela had managed to figure that much out on her own and rolled her eyes at the disbelief on Damon's face. "You were antagonizing the self-appointed Vampire King, Damon. That can't be good for your health. How I see it, she sent you out before you did something that might make Niklaus Mikaelson really mad and attack you."

Damon paused before he narrowed his eyes at her.

Bela rolled her eyes. "It's like in Supernatural Diaries, in the episode with the Banshee?"

Damon stared blankly at her. "I didn't watch that show."

"Why not?" Bela's eyes widened in horror. "Chloe's in it!"

"So are the Wonder Dorks," he reminded her.

"You're missing out." Bela shook her head. "You don't really know Chloe if you don't watch that show."

Damon frowned at that.

Bela let out a deep sigh. "Anyway, this banshee screams while Chloe's filming something without the others, and you know the legend says that if you hear the banshee screaming it means you're going to die that night. So what did Chloe do? She called Sam and Dean, who were off doing something, and gave them a false lead to follow so that they would be far away from her, and then she called Lois, who was already on the way, and purposely picked a fight with her so that she would turn the car around and not come again."

Damon leaned forwards, his drink forgotten. "Why the hell would she do that?"

"Because, apparently, there's also another, more obscure, legend that says that sometimes it's not the person who hears it who dies, but that it's someone the person loves, and the person will see them die. So she chose to push everyone else away so that she wouldn't see them." Bela sighed. "In other words, she decided to spend that night alone, so she'd be the one who died and not them."

Damon clenched his fists. "Obviously she didn't die though."

"No, her cameraman did though. Neither of them had even considered him as an option." Bela leaned back. "Chloe fought to not have that episode released but the cameraman's family gave permission, said that they wanted the world to see the last episode he'd filmed. It was dedicated to him in memoriam."

Damon was silent.

Bela downed her whiskey and motioned for the bill. "Come on, pay for these drinks, we've got to go."

Damon looked up from his own drink. "Where?"

"We're going back to my place and you're going to watch the whole Season One of Supernatural Diaries."

"The hell I am!" He glared at her.

Bela glared back as she stood and slammed her hands down on the table. "Sam and Dean know that Chloe and they know this Chloe. They have a huge advantage over you. I get that you don't want to watch a show that basically revolves around their relationship, but we're doing this because if you want any real chance with Chloe you need to know her, to know the her before she became a vampire."

Damon glared viciously up at Bela before he finally snarled and stood, flinging some bills unto the table. "Just so we're clear, I'm only doing this because I've been promised that Dean nearly gets scalped in one of these episodes by a doll."

Bela's lips twitched in dark amusement as she nodded. "Come on, you've got a lot to catch up with."

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"Mary Campbell," Klaus was intrigued that they'd let Dean go first, then again, out of the three of them he seemed more desperate for answers, the other two craving theirs and yet not with the intensity that Dean did. "I'm surprised that your brother didn't fight to be a part of this conversation."

"Sam knows he can trust me to tell him whatever you tell us." Dean raised his chin defiantly.

Klaus eyed the boy and his lips twisted as he saw the haunted depths of those hazels orbs, guessing that this was the real reason why the younger brother had bowed out so easily. Apparently the human Dean had killed that night in the garden was the first person he'd ever taken the life of and he'd been having a hard time coming to terms with the fact that he'd killed someone, Klaus could practically taste the torment rising out of the man's pores. The younger brother would've realized that this was the only thing keeping Dean sane and allowed him the control of this meeting due to this. The Original Vampire felt a stab of envy at the brotherly love those two obviously shared, one he himself might have once shared with his own family, but definitely did not any longer.

"How did you know my mother?"

"I suppose you could say that we once ran in similar circles." His lips twitched in amusement before he cleared his throat and sat a little straighter. "To put things quite bluntly, your mother and I were lovers at one point."

Dean's eyes widened and Klaus anticipated the male throwing himself at him across the table any second now.

Chloe must have as well, because she reached out and placed her hand on Dean's thigh, giving him a squeeze, the touch seeming to ground him enough to keep him in his seat.

"That's a lie." Dean's voice was harsh, almost violent.

"No, it's very much the truth." Klaus shook his head as he eyed the male, eyed the necklace he wore. "I gave her that necklace you're wearing right now, and to prove it I can tell you there's a M inscribed on the back, it's placed in the design in such a way that you'd have to really study the design to notice it." He smirked as he saw Dean go pale. "I'm sure you thought it stood for "Mary" and not for "Mikaelson"."

"Dean?" Chloe whispered as she turned to the boy.

Stefan narrowed his eyes. "What game are you playing, Klaus?"

"No game at all, Stefan." Klaus eyed Dean as he spoke. "The boy asked me a question and I'm answering it truthfully. His mother was my lover for a time before we parted ways."

Dean clutched at his necklace with shaking a hand, hazel eyes narrowed, his light freckles even more visible against his pale skin as he glared up at Klaus. "Just who the hell was my mother and why was she wrapped up in the supernatural world?"

"Because Mary Campbell was a part of the supernatural world." Klaus chuckled as he saw the three pale across from him, having known that this would be gratifying. "Oh come on now, you hadn't reallythought that a human would be able to be that deep into the supernatural world as to be my mistress?" He snorted and shook his head as his gaze went to Dean, who looked sick. "Mary left you and your brother a special little heritage, although since you are all so surprised, neither Sam nor you must have come into it as yet." He licked his lips. "How could you live all your lives and not suspect that you were better than those around you?"

Dean looked in shock, his eyes wide.

"Dean?" Chloe's eyes were wide, one hand on his back, the other still on his thigh.

Stefan narrowed his eyes on Klaus. "What sort of supernatural creature was she?"

Klaus finally turned his gaze on his old friend. "That question doesn't have a straightforwards answer, but I guess you could say she was a Kyrkogrim."

Stefan's eyes narrowed further. "His mother was a Grim?"

Dean's head swung up at that and he turned to look at Stefan. "My mother was a Grim Reaper?"

Stefan kept his narrowed eyes on Klaus before he finally turned to Dean and shook his head. "A Kyrkogrim, otherwise known as a Grim, is the spirit of an animal that was sacrificed by the early Christians at the building of a new church."

"What?" Dean continued to grow paler.

"In some parts of Europe, including Britain and Scandinavia, it was believed that the first man buried in a new churchyard had to guard it against the Devil, and so the Christians found a way to save that soul by instead burying an animal alive on the north side of the churchyard, thus creating a guardian spirit, in order to protect the church." Stefan licked his lips. "Those spirits were said to have the ability to shapeshift."

Chloe went very pale.

"And if their church was destroyed then those guardian spirits were free to do what they wanted." Klaus smirked, enjoying this far too much, even he knew that. "I was traveling through the country around the same time and, well, her human form was quite beautiful so I decided to let her tag along when she asked if she could."

"If she's this Grim, how could she have children?" Chloe narrowed her eyes as she finally tore her eyes from Dean and turned those greens on Klaus. "You said that Grims were the spirits of animals that were sacrificed. She should be unable to procreate."

"The early Christians dabbled in magic and did some incredible things in the name of fighting the Devil." Klaus' smile was taunting. "What they hadn't realized was that the large black dog they'd beaten unconscious and buried alive was a skinwalker and not an actual animal, and that made things a little… different… when it came to the outcome of the ritual. Also, she didn't stay dead long, she was found and revived by another skinwalker, but the fact that she'd died, even if for only a couple of minutes, had completed the ritual and made her into a Grim. To say Mary was a very special Grim was putting it mildly."

Chloe leaned back hard.

"So you're saying…" Stefan paused.

"Yes." Klaus nodded as he eyed Dean. "As her Firstborn son, he's of special interest to me due to his… unique… mixture of DNA."

"I'm not some fucking science experiment," Dean's voice was a low hiss.

"No, you're a promising potential." Klaus smirked back. "Don't get me wrong, your brother has the genes, but as the Firstborn you're far more likely to manifest."

"If I haven't grown a tail yet, I highly doubt I'm about to do so." Dean sneered. "I took after my dad and am only a mere human being."

"I wouldn't be too sure about that." Klaus took a sip of his coffee to heighten the anticipation as their gazes swung to him. "The gardens were designed like a maze to purposely confuse and get people lost, and yet you were able to find us remarkably quickly and seemingly easily. How?"

A disturbed and confused expression covered Dean's face. "I-I-I just followed my instinct."


That was exactly what Klaus had wanted to hear.

He smiled, showing teeth. "That's what your mother used to say."

21st-Jan-2014 09:15 am (UTC)
Ohhh poor sage. At least she has ric to cry on his shoulder.

Damon getting his knickers in a twist. Good thing bela is there to smack some sense into him and of course to force to watch Chloe's show.
She blinked, highly impressed. "Wow. She's going to need to buy a stable soon to house you lot."

Well shit was so not expecting that twist with Mary.
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