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- Sorry for the wait AGAIN! I've been obsessed with Big Bangs lately and have signed up for several. But yes, I am still working on my other stuff, so no worries. Also, I have this fic and its sequel and about half of the sequel's sequel planned so there will be no abandoning. Also, this fic is almost done o_O. I estimate there's a little over 5 chapters left... Craazy!

Images will be labeled (IMAGE) and can be found on my livejournal.

PS- My French sucks. All French was taken using the internet. If it's wrong, just say so and I'll fix it. EDITED: Thanks to Barefooted Princess for the French help!

Chloe chewed on her lip nervously as she headed into school that morning. Her outfit reflected her mood with a muted blue Chic & Mitt rolled tab tiered dress (IMAGE), brown leather Ariat cowboy boots (IMAGE) with a matching blue design and a Sparkle & Fade brown leather jacket (IMAGE). She wasn't sure where she and Alek stood with each other and that made her nervous. She really liked him, but he completely flipped out on her. How could he be upset with her for seeing Brian when she was only using him to gain information on the Order? Alek was the one she chose to be with.

She stopped at her locker and fiddled with the combination. After a few failed attempts, she allowed her eyes to flash with magic, the lock clicking open. She was too distracted to even bother. She had even rescheduled her interview yesterday after her fight with the Mai boy. She needed to know what was going on with him. Resolved to find out, she grabbed her books and purposefully made her way to her first class knowing that it was near Alek's locker.

As she climbed the stairs, she heard a familiar chuckle. Craning her head, she saw Alek talking with some teammates in the stairwell. She opened her mouth to say something to him when he seemed to notice her. Immediately his posture became tense and his eyes narrowed in anger.

Jaw clenching, Chloe purposefully turned her head, snubbing him as she headed into her class. Fine. If that was how he wanted to play things then that was how they would play things.

She spent the entire school day fuming. All her friends knew better than to talk to her, even Amy, who usually took any opportunity to blather on about something, stayed silent as the trio picked at their lunch at a small Chinese place a few blocks from school.

In class and in study hall, Chloe studiously avoided so much as looking at Alek so it wasn't until she was leaving school that she saw him again. She froze as she noticed her boyfriend – ex-boyfriend – oh, who even knows? – standing by the exit, leaning over Mimi, flirtatiously playing with the brunette's hair. Mimi fidgeted uncomfortably, but made no move to stop him. A pang went through her heart at the sight. She had opened herself up to him, really started caring for the first time since Chase, and this is what he did to her? And as if that wasn't bad enough, he was bringing Mimi into it. He knew that Pogue was starting something with the Mai girl and yet Alek was still hitting on her.

A scowl firmly planted on her face, she walked by the couple as she exited the building, blatantly ignoring them as well as Paul and Amy who were also nearby, apparently watching the drama unfold. "Jackass," Chloe muttered under her breath as she quickly walked down the stairs, heading straight for her car. Unfortunately, she forgot about the Mai's superior hearing.

"What was that?" Alek asked angrily as he cornered her at her car.

Her scowl grew deeper as she turned to face him head on. "I called you a jackass," she replied easily.

His lips pulled back in anger, his teeth bared like an animal. "You date someone else behind my back and I'm the jackass?" he snarled.

Chloe vaguely realized that their friends were surrounding them, listening in, but also keeping outsiders from eavesdropping and gossiping about the fighting pair. "I wasn't dating Brian!" she exploded, throwing her hands up, nearly whacking him in the face with her limbs. "He's a source. I'm using him for information. That is all!"

"Yeah, I'm sure that's all," Alek sneered.

The strawberry blonde crossed her arms over her chest defensively. "What is that supposed to mean?"

Alek's sneer deepened. "Just wondering what else you were using him for," he shrugged casually.

Everybody gasped in shock at what he was implying. Amy looked about ready to slap him, Paul was holding the girl back, but his face said he was clearly debating on whether or not to let her go and even Mimi looked surprised at what Alek was implying.

"You are not one to talk about using people," Chloe spoke through clenched teeth.

Alek crossed his arms. "Oh, what is that supposed to mean?" he asked angrily.

"It means that you know that Mimi still has feelings for you and you're blatantly using her to hurt me. You're toying not only with my feelings, but hers as well." Chloe stated. "I may have used Brian for information, but I never so much as flirted with him. We had coffee. Once. And I told him that I was only interested in being his friend. I'm only using him to get information for a greater purpose. You are using Mimi, your friend, because what? You're jealous? You're hurt? You're angry?" Chloe listed in a degrading tone, purposely talking down to the boy as if he was a child. "What kind of person does that to their own friend?" she asked, shaking her head in disappointment. She let out a deep breath before continuing, this time in a calm even tone. "I wasn't sure what was going on with us. I didn't know if we were fighting or broken up, but now I do. I can't be with someone who treats other people like that. I thought I knew you. I guess I was wrong." Before Alek had a chance to speak, Chloe had already climbed into her car, ignoring him once more as she backed out of her parking space and drove off.

By the time she's reached her house, Chloe was positively melancholic. She trudged into the house, throwing her bag onto the couch and collapsed on it in a heap. She was vaguely aware of Pogue and Reid playing a video game, but ignored them.

"Are you okay, Baby Girl?" Reid asked as he paused the game to move over by her. He checked her forehead for a temperature, wondering if she was sick. "You feel fine."

"M'not sick," she muttered. "M'sad."

"Sad?" Pogue asked, coming to sit by her as well. "What happened? You didn't work things out with Alek?"

Chloe turned around so that she was lying on her back, looking up at the two boys. "I broke up with him," she admitted. She wanted to tell them everything, but she also knew that Pogue liked Mimi and she didn't want to hurt him. However, honesty was important in their family so she told them both everything.

"I'm gonna kill that fucker," Reid scowled. He would have stood up and gone to actually commit said murder, but sometime during the story, Chloe had splayed her body out over the top of both of their laps. Probably because she knew this was exactly how they would react.

Chloe shook her head, not moving it from where it was rested against Reid's shoulder. "I don't want to talk about it. I don't want to think about it. I just want it to go away. I need a distraction," she admitted softly, a sigh escaping her lips.

"You're filming that commercial for Dior tomorrow," Pogue reminded as he continued to massage her feet, trying to relax her, but also to get his focus off something other than Alek and Mimi. "That will take your mind off things."

Chloe felt an involuntary smile cross her lips which Reid immediately noticed. "You'll get to show off your acting chops," he prodded teasingly, knowing how much she really enjoyed acting.

"It's a 3 minute commercial," she replied negatively, but the smile on her lips indicated that she was still very excited.

"It's three 3 minute commercials which means a total of about ten minutes of screen time. Besides, do you really care how long it will be? Acting is acting and you'll be doing it for Dior," Pogue emphasized. "And in French."

Her smile turned amused at his words. "I do love the French language." This was a blatant lie and they all knew it. French was one of the first languages they learned back at their old school and while Chloe was particularly good at it, she certainly didn't love it. Not to say that she disliked it, but it wasn't her favorite language. Nevertheless, it was one of her better ones.

"Do you need to practice?" Reid asked, seeing that Chloe was well on her way to being completely distracted from her Alek situation.

Chloe laughed. "I've got like three lines."

"All done in French or in a heavy French accent," Pogue reminded once more. "Plus there is the actual acting part, obviously."

She nodded in consideration. It wouldn't hurt to practice… "Okay, I need one of you to help me," she admitted. Pogue and Reid looked at each other and apparently communicated with their eyes because when they looked back at her, Reid was the one nodding in agreement. Chloe smiled cheerfully and got up, grabbed his hand and dragged him upstairs to her room. She picked up a small stack of papers with the title "A Little Love Thing" from her desk and handed them to Reid. "This is the script. I don't really do anything in the second commercial except pretend to sleep. And I think you'll like helping me with the other two," she smirked playfully as she gave him a minute to read. She knew when he got to the third commercial because his eyebrow popped up in surprise.

"Okay, you are so practicing the third one. Right now, in fact," Reid grinned lecherously as he looked up and down her body.

"How 'bout 'no'," Chloe replied with a smile. "We'll start with the first one."

The two situated themselves in the middle of her room, Reid checking his lines in the script before tossing it onto the bed. He raised an eyebrow at her and she nodded, signaling that she was ready. Reid walked toward her and kissed her on the cheek before getting distracted, his face leaning into her neck as he took a small sniff before moving upwards to give her a passionate kiss.

"Votre travail? (Your job?)" Chloe asked once they separated for air, the breathless quality in her voice not as faked as she would have expected.

Reid reached up to cup her cheeks, looking her directly in the eyes as he spoke, "Je vais téléphoner à malade pour vous. (I will call in sick for you.)" Then he reached down for another quick kiss before making his way back to her neck, spreading butterfly kisses.

Chloe turned her head, seemingly to give him more access, but looked straight ahead toward where the imaginary camera would be. "Love comes first," she said in a heavy authentic French accent. "J'adore. Dior."

At that, Reid stopped his trail of kisses up and down her neck and leaned back to look down at her. They were still very close and for a moment, something passed through both of them as they locked eyes.

Chloe let out a small cough as she forcefully drew her gaze away. "Okay, onto the next one," she grinned.