The Witch Uniter
By tenshinrtaiga
Disclaimer: I don't own The Covenant or The Nine Lives of Chloe King
Summary: Chloe is a witch of the Covenant moving to San Francisco to complete her Uniter duties. She meets Alek and feels an instant spark but can a witch and a Mai really work it out?
A/N- So, is there anyone willing to do some art for this fic? I know its kinda late, but I would really love that *puppy dog pout*
Chloe yawned as she blearily opened her eyes. For a second, confusion made its way across her face as she took in the slumbering form next to her. Recognition passed through her eyes as she recalled practicing her lines late into the night with Reid before falling asleep together.
Checking her phone, she noted the early time. For some reason, whenever she had to wake up early for something, her internal clock always made sure she was awake, no alarm necessary.
Tiptoeing into her closet, she picked out some comfy-wear before quietly making her way to the bathroom for a quick shower. Not bothering with any makeup or hair products, she let her wet hair air dry as she slipped on her favorite pair of purple NYU pajamas that Reid got her and an old ratty Harvard t-shirt that she stole from Caleb years ago.
She moved back over to the bed to peer down at Reid’s still sleeping form. She sat on the edge and gently, she reached out and touched his shoulder. “Reid. Wake up,” she murmured softly knowing that Reid was both a light sleeper and a morning person.
“Mmm?” he mumbled as he turned over to face her.
“It’s time for us to go. I have my commercial in LA today, remember?” she reminded gently as she watched for coherency in his eyes. Finally seeing some, she gave a smile as she stood up. “I’ll go wake up Chase. You go ahead and shower or whatever.”
She walked across the hall and repeated the same actions with Chase. Like Reid, he was a light sleeper though he didn’t like mornings. She went back into her room and grabbed her purse from her desk, stuffing her iPhone and iPad into it before reaching down and grabbing her pillow off the bed. She heard the doorbell ring and trooped down the stairs carrying her things.
“Hello!” Chloe grinned brightly, in a great mood as she opened the door. That smile quickly fell along with the excitement she felt for the commercial when she saw who was on the other side.
“Hey,” Jasmine smiled back, looking oddly between Chloe and Alek, sensing the tense mood.
Alek scowled, crossing his arms over his chest. “Why are we here?” he asked rudely.
Chloe clenched her teeth before forcing herself to calm down. She was working today. She couldn’t allow her anger and hurt to affect her or her acting. She needed to compartmentalize her feelings and focus on her acting. “I have an acting gig in LA. I know that you guys have to follow me around because you’re my protectors so I called Jasmine. I didn’t realize you would be coming as well,” she replied calmly.
“What are you doing?” Jasmine asked kindly, trying to keep the mood upbeat.
“She’s the face of J’adore,” Reid spoke up from behind them, a pillow under his arm. He wore baggy grey sweatpants and a faded orange t-shirt. Behind him was Chase in his usual blue jeans and a Henley shirt. “We gotta jet, Baby Girl.”
Chloe reached down to grab her purse and her own pillow as the three herded outside and toward the garage. They climbed into Caleb’s mustang having already received permission to borrow it for the long six hour trek into the City of Angels. There was a moment of awkwardness as both Chloe and Alek reached for the same door, but upon realizing that Chloe would be sitting in the back, Alek immediately switched with his cousin so that he would be sitting up front.
Scowling, Chloe tried hard not to let the snub affect her as she climbed into the back, Reid on her left and Jasmine on her right. In a well practiced motion, both she and Reid put their pillows side by side and laid into each other, propping each other up. Normally, the two would fall immediately into a deep sleep, but the weird vibes in the car caused Chloe to stay awake. How was she supposed to concentrate on her acting if Alek was watching her? Probably criticizing her or insulting her or…
Chloe’s thoughts cut off as she felt Reid slip his hand into hers. She looked to the side to meet his serious grey eyes. “Block it out,” he spoke lowly.
Taking a deep breath, Chloe closed her eyes and did just that. Forcing her anger into the deepest recesses of her mind, she focused on serenity as she slowly drifted off, Reid’s hand clutched tightly in her own.
Chloe jolted awake at the sound of a car horn. Looking around, she recalled that she was in a car on her way to Los Angeles. “I take it we’ve hit LA traffic?” she asked rhetorically in a sleep filled voice.
“Most definitely,” Reid rumbled, automatically gripping Chloe’s hand tight as he began to wake up fully. “What time is it?”
“A little before eleven,” Chase answered in a bored tone as he glanced down at the clock.
Chloe yawned and stretched out as much as she could. Her brow furrowed as she felt a stare on her. Looking up, her eyes met Alek’s in the visor mirror, only he wasn’t looking at her. He was looking at her hand; the one encased in Reid’s.
Chloe nibbled on her lower lip as she considered what to do. She didn’t want anyone to think that she and Reid were dating. On the other hand… she really didn’t give a damn what Alek thought.
Deciding to leave her hand where it was, she used her other arm to reach into her purse and grab a granola bar. “I’m starving,” she muttered as she untangled her hand long enough to open the wrapper and break off a piece. She was about to pop it into her mouth when she noticed Reid’s ravenous look. With a knowing smirk, she gently offered the piece to him. He grinned gratefully before reaching out to eat it. She then broke off another piece and offered it to Jasmine who likewise took it. With an amused laugh, Chloe reached into her purse for another and broke it off into three pieces. She ate one, offered the second to Chase and then left the last piece inside the wrapper, but gave it to Alek. Chase grinned gratefully, but Alek accepted the food without a word or even a look.
Chloe let out a small huff at being summarily ignored. She leaned back, resting her head against Reid’s shoulder as she looked out his window. Reid put his arm comfortably around her shoulder as he too began staring out.
After a long while, they finally made it to the hotel where the commercial was being shot. The minute they arrived, Chloe was dragged off into hair and makeup while the others were left to lounge around waiting.
Seeing Jasmine’s bored look, Reid gave a smirk. “You’ll get used to waiting around for Chloe,” he shared. “She gets dragged off a lot and we spend hours watching her work.”
“I don’t know why you follow her around,” a smooth Australian voice interrupted from behind them. The four turned to see a tall blonde haired man with piercing blue eyes in a matching blue business suit. Just as he opened his mouth to speak again, Chloe walked in from wardrobe in nothing but a white button up. “On second thought, I know exactly why you follow her around,” he finished, his eyes trailing up and down her body.
“Alex!” Chloe smiled in greeting, walking over to embrace the man. “I had heard you would be my co-star in this little commercial.”
“Well, I am the face of Dior’s male fragrance line, the same as you are for the women’s,” Alex shrugged modestly. “It would make sense that we would film commercials together.”
“Filming in ten minutes!” an assistant shouted to the room as everyone busied themselves with the finishing touches.
Chloe gave a grin and held up her phone to Alex. “Quick picture?” she asked. Alex smiled and slung a friendly arm around her shoulder as they smiled into her phone. She then quickly uploaded the picture to Twitter along with the message ‘Guess who I’ve got an on-screen kiss with ; ) Gotta go eat garlic & a whole bunch of other gross stuff!’
Alex, who was reading over her shoulder gave a small laugh. “You’d better not,” he scolded lightly before turning to the others. “So, I recognize Chase and Reid, but who are your new friends?”
“This is Alek and Jasmine,” Chloe introduced quickly before she was distracted by an aid and was quickly pulled into position.
As the director said action, Chloe felt herself fall into her character. Alex came up behind where she stood by the kitchen counter. He picked up his briefcase as he got ready to head into work. He put a hand on her back to get her attention and with a fond smile, Chloe turned to face him, allowing him to lean down and gently kiss her cheek. However, instead of pulling away, he noticeably caught a whiff of her perfume and leans in for a passionate kiss.
“Votre travail? (Your job?)” she asked breathlessly as she pulled away.
Alex cupped her face and looked down into her eyes intently. "Je vais téléphoner à malade pour vous. (I will call in sick for you.)" Then he reached down and began spreading passionate little butterfly kisses up and down her throat.
Chloe turned her head as if to give him more access, but looked straight at the camera instead. “Love comes first," she said in an authentic French accent. "J'adore. Dior."
The two paused for a moment frozen as they waited for the director to finally say cut. Then they finally separated with a wide grin on their faces. “Good take,” Alex complimented.
“You too,” she smiled before turning to look at her friends to see what they thought. Chloe froze as she noticed Alek’s burning glare. He was looking at her in pure hatred. Chloe felt her heart thump painfully in her chest, but thankfully both Reid and Chase realized what was going on and came to her rescue.
“You did great, Baby Girl,” Reid smiled as he gave her a quick hug while Chase complimented both she and Alex.
The director had the duo run through it a few more times, but the first take was clearly the smoothest. A worried part of Chloe wondered if it wasn’t because of her. Now that she noticed the way Alek was looking at her, it was like she could feel him burning a hole into her no matter what she did and she was beginning to think it was affecting her acting…
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