A/N-I don't own Smallville if I did Chloe would have all the male attention. This is Chollie fic so enjoy.
'My life began the minute I left Smallville, leaving behind the drama, pain and everything else. I never thought I would leave but I did, I am a happily married mother who gave up her dream of being a reporter to stay home and take care of her daughter. I live in foggy London only because this was where my husband lived when I met him and he insisted I move up here with him.'
Chloe sat at her kitchen table writing about everything that happened in her life so far. She forgot how good it felt to get something out even if it was on paper and writing about it and not typing it had a different feel to it too. One thing that didn't change was her love for coffee and she wanted some coffee right now. She got up to get her coffee mug when she heard the mighty lungs of her daughter.
She rushed up the stairs. "Its okay sweetie, mommy's here."
She took her into her arms, sat down in the rocking chair and tried to put her back to sleep. It was a task she had gotten used to, she sometimes wished her family was here to see her and her wonderful baby. She had talked to Lois and her father, they were happy for her, she took out pictures and sent them via email and they adored them. She had told them she would visit as soon as she could, knowing that her husband wouldn't let her. It wasn't like he was keeping her from seeing them but if they did visit it wouldn't be for long because he thought she wouldn't want to go back London with him cause she missed her home too much. After putting her daughter to sleep she went back downstairs and got her mug of coffee and sat next to the window staring at the clouds that she could barely see.
Oliver hated being in London, he didn't hate the city. It wasn't his type of city, he always felt he didn't fit in, not that he wanted to fit in; it just wasn't working for him. He checked into a hotel and jumped on the bed as soon as he entered the bedroom. He had major jet lag and it felt so good to stretch his legs, being cooped up in the car didn't make it any better after the flight. It was like he had no desire for any kind of activity and that included business and that was what he was here for, business. The only time he got a vacation was business trips not that, that was a vacation.
The next day Oliver was walking through the city when he stopped after seeing a blond haired woman inside a pastry shop that looked familiar. He peered through the glass and saw her sitting eating a bagel and talking to one of the waitresses. He walked inside and continued to stare at her until he decided to go up to her.
"Hi…" He didn't get to finish the moment he saw her face he forgot what he was going to say and it didn't matter because she hadn't noticed and heard.
"Here you go Mrs. Mack." The waitress said placing a cup of coffee on the table.
Oliver raised an eyebrow. "Chloe?" He managed to say.
She raised her head and saw Oliver Queen standing before her which caught her off guard; she wasn't expecting to see him anytime soon. "Hello Mr. Queen." She said extending a hand.
He shook her hand and he sat down after she invited him to join her. "This is a coincidence, haven't seen you in a long while so what brings you to London?"
"I live here now."
He was about to say something when a tiny voice stopped him. He looked to her side of the table and saw a large pram that he didn't even notice before because he was caught up in the moment with a beautiful lady.
"Oh and who is this adorable baby girl." He said touching a strand of her blond hair.
"This is my daughter Allison, say hi, say hi.' Chloe said holding Allison's hand to give Oliver a wave.
Oliver was stunned at the sight of this; he couldn't believe Chloe was married and had a child. Was she married? Well she had to be if she had a child but then again not really. Chloe really settled down not that anything was wrong with that it was just that he thought she wouldn't be with anyone because they would kind of keep her back from doing what she loved which was being a reporter. But he was wrong and he was okay with being wrong because he barely knew anything about her, only the few things Lois told him which wasn't much.
"So who is the lucky guy that got you to marry him?"
"Mrs. Mack here is your bill." The waitress said.
Chloe laughed at his question who would've known she would be sitting here in a pastry shop in London having a conversation with Oliver Queen of all people. "His name is David Mack, he's a doctor."
He was playing with Allison and he noticed she had the same green eyes as her mother and that was the good thing about genes because Allison was going to grow up as beautiful as her mother. "Well I bet he is one happy doctor."
Her cell phone rang and she excused herself to answer it, a minute later Oliver was being told it was nice to see him and hope they could meet up again and she was gone just like that. He didn't know if he was going to see her again but he would like to. It would be nice to get to know her now after all those years.
A/N-What do you think I wanted to put as much real life experiences as possible. Do you think I should continue? R&R. Ari
