I disclaim. Much thanks to Colly from the Chlollie comm and her exploding peach conditioner. I take my plot bunnies when they come. This kind of blends Chlollie with some of the Dollie comics canon.

"It wasn't me!" Oliver protested, ducking to miss the radio alarm clock that Chloe had just chucked at the space where his head used to be. "Good aim though."

Chloe fumed. "You married her, Ollie."

He knew that. "You know it wasn't me. I would never do that to you. I love you."

"Don't say that!" Chloe picked up her new bottle of shampoo and aimed. "Because then I'm just being irrational." The container exploded on contact. All over him, because he'd been crunched down, expecting another attack from above.

"Peach shampoo?"

"Yes." She threw the conditioner. It hit his head and, once again, exploded on contact. "And the matching conditioner. It was a two for one sale."

Oliver just stood, there, covered in peach shampoo and conditioner.

Chloe considered finishing off her reign of terror. Maybe he'd taken enough of this punishment-she still had a long list of ways she was going to make him pay. She looked at him, and fought the urge to laugh.

And fought and fought . . . And burst out laughing. "You kind of look like a wet dog." It was the first time that she'd laughed in months. Ever since-

"Really, Chloe?" He strode quickly to her side of the room and picked her up-interrupting her thoughts. Making her, in the process, just as slimy and gross as he was.

"Put me down."

He walked to the bathroom, with her still in his arms. "Fine." He unceremoniously dropped her in his bathtub.

"You got a nicer bathtub."

"Is that really all you have to say?" His heart hurt.

She looked at him. "You married Dinah."

"No, someone pretending to be me married Dinah."

"Six months, Oliver. I was alone for six months, thinking that you didn't love me. That you'd somehow fallen for Dinah, and no longer cared anything about me."

He sat down next to the bathtub and sighed. "I know."

"I thought you'd left me."

"I know."

"You promised that you'd never leave me," she whispered. She stared into his eyes, letting her gaze drift to his lips. She missed him, missed kissing him. Missed everything they'd been together.

"Not my choice, Sidekick. I would never leave you by choice. I will always come back to you." He said it, and he meant it. He needed her to believe it.

"I'm sending her to China."

"What?" He was caught off-guard. "Who?"

"Dinah. She's going to spend some time in China. We have an upcoming mission there, and she's going."

"Chloe, don't you think that's just a bit extreme?" he asked hesitantly.

"No, I don't. I'll send AC with her. Just because I hate her, doesn't mean I have to be a bitch, does it?" She gave her a look, daring him to argue.

Considering how his identity had been high-jacked, and the impostor had chosen to marry Dinah as a way to get away from the woman who knew the real Oliver Queen best-maybe he should have stayed quiet.

He didn't, of course.

"This isn't her fault. Do you really want to take it out on her? I thought you were friends."

Suddenly Chloe seemed furious again, she stood up, and he did too, confused as to exactly what was going through her mind.

"Are you defending her?"

Oh, crap.

"No. Not at all. Nope, not me. I'm just-no. Not. Defending. Her."

"Good. She broke the The Code. The Girl Code."

"Um, Chloe, didn't you technically break The Girl Code by being with me?" After all, he and Lois had dated. Not that he really wanted to bring up the fact that he'd once claimed to be in love with her cousin.

She gave him a scathing look. "No. That code is more like . . . guidelines. You never date a guy while your friend is still dating him. Obviously, it's the more important aspect of The Code."

"Chloe, I understand that you're upset, but-"

"No, Ollie. I don't think you do." She seemed resigned. She started fiddling with the cold and hot water knobs. "I don't think I can do this."

His heart sank, "Please don't say that."

"What?" she looked at him, seemingly confused.

"Don't say that you don't love me. That you can't do this. It's just-a mess. It's not our fault. We are more than this. We can get past this. You're the love of my life, Chloe. Don't leave me."

"Oliver. We'll be fine. But first, you have to let me send Dinah and AC to China. Then you have to grovel some more. But first, I think you need a new system here. Because I can't twist these knobs and make the water come out. Stupid-"

He cut her off with a kiss. It started out hungrily, until it softened. They pulled apart, and Oliver stepped into the tub with Chloe, and pressed his forehead to hers. "I missed this."

"Me too," she said softly.

"Can we try to get through this, together?"

"Oliver, we will get through this, I told you. It's just hard for me, remembering seeing you with her. At the engagement party, At the wedding. Imagining you together in bed."

"None of that ever happened, Chlo. It wasn't me, therefore it wasn't us. It was someone else, and Dinah. We have nothing to do with them. I don't want Dinah anymore than I want Lois or Tess. All I want is you."

"Okay. So can we please stop talking about Dinah and your ex-girlfriends and just have hot shower sex?" Chloe smiled at him, with a twinkle in her eye.

"I think we can do that." He went back down for a kiss. Oliver turned on the shower spray, and finagled the shower curtain closed behind him.

"I love you." Chloe whispered when they came up for air for a moment.

"I love you too, always and forever. But I think I'd love you a little more if we were both wearing less clothing."

"Mmm, me too."

Everything was going to be just fine.

"You don't taste like peaches."

"Really, what do I taste like?" he nuzzled her neck.

"Cookies. Why do you smell and taste like cookies?"

"There are cookies in the kitchen. I brought them as a semi-gift. Thought they would help with-"

Chloe jumped up and ran for the cookies.

"I brought coffee, too."

She came back in with coffee and cookies. "Best boyfriend ever."

"I don't want to be your boyfriend, Chloe."

"Fine, worst ex-boyfriend ever." She nudged herself away from him on the bed.

"I want to be your husband. I want you to marry me."

"Aren't you still technically married to Dinah?"

"Already on it, Sidekick."

He took out a ring that he had been hiding. "Marry me, Chloe."

"This isn't her ring, is it?"

"This is my grandmother's ring."

"Really?"

"Fake Oliver didn't know about this."

"Yes."

"Yes as in yes? Really?"

"No, Oliver. Yes as in no, but really yes." She slapped him playfully.

She smiled and watched as he slid the ring onto her finger.

"She's still going to China."

"Okay," he agreed simply.

"But we'll wait until she's back, and we'll have the wedding. A very small and intimate wedding." What she didn't say was 'as different from your wedding to Dinah as possible.'

"Whatever you want, Chloe."

"No, Oliver. Whatever we want. It's your wedding too. And we're only getting married once." It was a gentle threat, in a way.

"When I was gone, I thought of you every moment of every day."

"I'm sorry. For what you had to go through, Ollie."

"Eventually I got back to you, that's all that matters."

And it really was.

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