Disclaimer: Don't own Smallville/Vampire Diaries/Supernatural
Sequel to: Come What May.
Chapter 1 of 3.
"You know what?" Chloe raised an eyebrow. "I don't think you guys are really trying to teach me to play pool." She smirked, gazing from Stefan to Damon. "I think you're just enjoying the bending over behind me to 'show me' how to shoot."
Stefan smiled in slight embarrassment.
Damon grinned in outright pleasure. "Well of course that's my ultimate reason for teaching you so patiently." He gave her a cheeky expression. "You suck at this terribly, but I could continue teaching you all night."
Stefan rolled his eyes at his brother before turning to Chloe and reaching out to thread his fingers through hers to pull her against him, his arms clasped around her. "Considering the fact that you've been purposely pushing back against us all night, I don't really think you have the right to be complaining."
She trailed her finger seductively up his chest. "Who said I was complaining?"
Stefan's darkening eyes captured hers and his lips curved in a smile as he leaned down to kiss her.
Chloe squeaked when suddenly she was pulled away from Stefan right before their lips could touch, and found herself twirled around, slamming into Damon's chest in time for his lips to come down on hers.
Damon just loved to rile his brother up like this.
It was so childish.
And yet cute.
Hearing Stefan give a little growl from behind them, Chloe let out a little chuckle and reached out a hand behind her blindly, crooking her finger towards him beckoning him towards her as she arched into Damon's hold. Goosebumps of desire prickled her skin as she felt Stefan's heat envelope her from behind, his fingers splayed possessively on his hips, his blunt teeth nibbling on the curve of her neck.
Chloe trailed up one hand to sink fingers deep into Damon's hair, pulling him closer, and the other threaded her fingers through Stefan's tightly.
They both pressed harder against her, trapping her between their rock hard bodies and growing arousals.
It was only when she felt her gums beginning to tingle with the promise of fangs, and the veins in her eyes and around them beginning to swell with dark blood, did Chloe pull away and clear her throat. She yanked away from both men and lowered her head, letting her hair fall into her face and hide it from anyone who might be watching. They were in a bar, and no matter how dim the lights were she knew her skin went deathly pale with the shift and the veins around her eyes, and her eyes in general, darkened to near black with the blood, making it stand out so very much. Stefan and Damon were both more controlled, able to control themselves better...although a look in their directions proved their eyes darker as well as dark bags under their eyes.
It gave her a little feminine thrill to know that she could unbalance their control like that.
"I'm going to the bathroom." She cleared her throat, lifting a hand when Damon smirked and made to follow. "Alone."
Damon sent a pout her way. "Killjoy."
Stefan rolled his eyes at his brother in his long-suffering way.
Shaking her head at them and made her way to the bathroom, making sure no one was in the stalls before finally raising her head and pulling her blonde hair from out of her face. Her features were slightly animalistic, nothing that could be clearly distinguished, but there was something that clearly wasn't human. Her eyes had filled and darkened to black, the darkened veins around her eyes, especially leading down her cheeks, were prominent against her pallid skin. The tips of her fangs were visibly peeking out from her lips.
Chloe leaned closer to the mirror and ran her tongue over her fangs.
It'd been nearly three weeks since they'd put the town where she'd massacred those frat boys behind her, and she was relieved that they'd been traveling mostly nonstop until they'd reached one of Damon and Stefan's many houses, this one in a small town on the outskirts of California. During the time they'd been moving, Damon and Stefan had continued to work on her control, which was an issue she still suffered, but it was getting better. While she might have the advantage of being able to walk in sunlight and enter houses without being invited, there were many disadvantages she had, like the fact that she was very susceptible to bloodlust...especially if she was in an emotional state. She wasn't as fast as vampires, or as strong as them either...she couldn't even do a basic vampiric Compulsion unless the person was wearing Vervain or had it in their system.
Chloe wouldn't mind any of the problems she was going through if she could just gain more control.
There was no way she wanted another massacre on her conscience.
The blonde watched as the black slowly faded out of her eyes and veins, her skin returning to a less pale tint, her fangs retracting back into her gums.
Finally looking normal once more, Chloe smiled at her reflection as she reached into the back pocket of her cargo skirt and pulled out her lipgloss, applying some to her lips.
The door to the bathroom opened, some giggling college girls entering.
Ignoring them, Chloe put away her gloss and ran her fingers through her hair...until she realized that they were just staring at her.
Pausing, she met their gazes in the mirror. "Can I help you?"
The girls shared a look before one pushed the other forwards, and she cleared her throat before taking another step voluntarily. "You don't know us, Ms. Sullivan, but we're really bag fans of yours."
Blinking in surprise, Chloe turned to face them, confused. "Of me?"
"Yeah." The other grinned brightly, coming forwards as well. "We always used to read Chloe & the Dead People, and we have Season one of Supernatural Diaries on DVD and we have your episode on Paranormal on our ipods, want to see?" She quickly tried finding her ipod.
"That's okay!" Chloe held her hands out, shocked. "Uh, I believe you." She cleared her throat, a little nervous as she reached out her hand. "It's nice to meet you."
The girls shared looks before squealing and jumping her, hugging her tightly, and then pulling away.
"Can we take some pictures with you, please?" The second gushed. "No one's going to believe us when we say we met you. Please?"
A little overwhelmed by this, Chloe just nodded mutely and managed a bemused smile as the girls took turns taking pictures with her on their phones, before taking a group shot one each photo.
It was shocking to see just how happy, giggly, and jumpy this made them.
"We really love you." The first declared, holding her phone to her heart as if it was something precious. "This time you've taken off has been hell for us! There's nothing good anymore!"
"And then when we heard about what had happened to you-we're so relieved you are safe." The second nodded rapidly. "And then to be able to meet you in person...We're just so honored!"
"Totally." The first agreed, eager. "Will you be returning to Chloe & The Dead People soon? Or Supernatural Diaries? Or maybe guest star in Paranormal again?"
"Or something new?" The second pitched, eyes wide and anxious. "New is always good. As long as you're involved we'll so totally watch or read or whatever!"
"I-uh-." She cleared her throat, wondering just what to say. "There's nothing planned as yet, I'm still on my sabbatical and I'm just taking this time to...get to know myself."
The continued to watch her, almost as if they survived on her every word.
Chloe cleared her throat, wondering if this was what Sam and Dean had to go through all the time.
It was kinda...scary...knowing you meant so much to people you didn't know...and that you could hurt or let down people whose faces you'd never seen before.
"I'm not exactly sure what I'll do when this period is over." That realization kinda rocked her, yet she kept a small smile on her face. "But I plan on being around for a long time, so you never know."
"Well, as long as there's something we're happy." The second smiled. "And, thanks, for taking time out to talk to us and take pictures. That really means a lot."
The first nodded.
Chloe smiled more genuinely at them. "Thank you."
Sharing giggles, the girls gave her a little wave before racing out of the bathroom, chattering in squeals.
The blonde watched the door swing shut as she leaned with her back against the counter, shaking her head in disbelief at what had just happened.
She'd never-few people had ever recognized or approached her before-and none had ever been...wow...like diehard fans.
It gave her both a warm feeling in her heart...and a jolt of nostalgia.
She closed her eyes, letting her memory finally return to the days of investigating with Lois, or the Supernatural Diaries with Sam and Dean.
She gulped, tightening her grip on the sides of the counter on each side.
It was shocking just how under her skin the Winchesters were.
After she'd left Ollie and Bruce she'd been hurt, but she'd put them behind her, out of her mind, and had moved on.
It wasn't so easy to do the same with Sam and Dean.
And it wasn't because she didn't feel anything for Stefan and Damon because, by god, she did.
The vampire brothers were the ones she'd ever really opened herself to be with completely...something she hadn't even really done with Ollie and Bruce.
The Salvatores had proven in the past to be very incapable of sharing the same woman, so throwing herself whole-heartedly into a relationship with them was probably the most fool-hearted thing she'd ever done, but it was something Chloe needed. She'd guarded and shielded herself too many times in the past and had just ended up hurting herself and those with her, ended up left with so many regrets of what she should and shouldn't have done. She didn't want to have those same regrets with Damon and Stefan. She refused to.
And, well, while they continued to fight and bicker like two old men, the brothers didn't seem close to 'cracking' per se.
If anything, they seemed to annoy one-upping the other.
She found it amusing.
Then again, now that Chloe thought about it, after being turned a lot of her priorities and morals had shifted, changed.
She'd always been so self-concious at the thought of being with two guys...always thinking that it was abnormal, immoral...
...yet she'd never had so much fun as she was now, and she really didn't give a damn what other people might think of her for being with two guys at the same time.
If anything, sometimes certain people's obvious disapproval amused her.
For vampires there seemed to be different rules, different standards, different morals.
They weren't human, after all, were they?
It kinda made sense that thy were different and saw things differently.
She loved Stefan and Damon, and was growing to love them more with every day they spent together.
But that didn't mean she didn't think about Sam and Dean.
The blonde sighed and turned to look at her reflection, wondering if Stefan and Damon thought about Elena and Katherine too.
It kinda bothered her, and she felt guilty, since they weren't the only ones on her mind so it was wrong to want her to be the only one on theirs.
She gazed at her reflection. "You want a piece of me?"
Shaking her head, amused, Chloe pushed away and made her way out of the bathroom, stopping as she watched Stefan and Damon bicker as they played on the pool table.
A grin tilted her lips as she went towards them, pushing back the thoughts of her past and what she was going to do with her future once she learnt to control what she was.
It wasn't as if she needed to make any decisions right now.
There was still plenty of time before she had to confront her past.
Famous last words.