Title: Nothern Lights

Author: Honey 1005

Summary: Takes place after the events of checkmate.

Characters: Chloe Sullivan, Oliver Queen, Lois Lane, Clark Kent

Dinah Lance, Bart Allen, Victor Stone, Arthur Curry, John Jones (in future chapters)

Rating: M

Genre: Romance

Disclaimer: I don't own Smallville or any of its characters!

Hello everybody! Well, this is my first fanfiction in English. Please forgive me, if I make somevmistakes concerning spelling or grammar, but I'm not a native speaker. Due to the fact that there still hasn't been more than a glimpse of the ninth season of Smallville in my country, I prefer to stick with the storyline I know so far. So that story doesn't reflect canon Chlollie...

This story is a songfiction, every chapter has the title of a song and an excerpt in the beginning. I don't own those songs nor their lyrics!

Feel frew to review, I won't be offended by criticism! In fact, that's the only way to improve, right? :)

Have fun!

Chapter 1 or Bright Eyes

"Bright eyes,
Burning like fire.
Bright eyes" Simon and Garfunkel – Bright Eyes

Unfortunately there was no storm, which would be exactly suiting Chloe's mood, only her emotions were in sheer agitation. There was bright sunlight coming through the window of her apartment, instead.

She was nervously rustling with the unremarkable brown paper bag of the drug store in her hand. There was no use crying over spilt milk. No matter what the outcome would be, either way she had to take the test sooner or later. Again she wished that she wouldn't be so emotional.

Five endless minutes later she stared at the little white stick of plastic in her hand and waited for fate to strike. Then, slowly, but quite clearly, a pink symbol became visible behind the small screen.

It was a plus sign.

A few weeks before, after Oliver and later herself have been kidnapped by Checkmate agents, Chloe was overjoyed to be with him again. Then he confessed to her that he was really scared that he wouldn't get her back unharmed, which led them right to his loft. They spent the night with many glasses of good wine and even more sex. The relief made them careless and they forgot to use a condom. Usually, Chloe was on the pill, but because of the stressing events she didn't think about it one time and not until after that night she began to retake it.

Then Oliver was severely injured during a confrontation with Zod and as a consequence he was in coma for days. Chloe sat at his side the whole time, waiting for him to wake up.

A few days earlier, at Metropolis General Hospital:

The monitor, which kept respiration and heart beat under surveillance, was beeping with annoying regularity.

Chloe sat on a chair next to Oliver's bed and hoped that something would happen. The doctors had treated his burnt skin and the other bruised parts of his body and were positive that there wouldn't be any permanent damage, but they couldn't explain why he hasn't woken up yet. Chloe spent every hour in the little room and wasn't really able to sleep. Her face looked hollow and pale. The wall colour didn't help it either, as it looked like creamed pea soup.

More than four days had passed and even Clark couldn't convince Chloe to leave the hospital. He tried though, every day when he stopped by. Lois didn't even try. She packed a bag for her cousin with clothes to change, a few cosmetics and a toothbrush and took them to the hospital. After the first 24 hours had passed, she brought a pillow too and called or visited daily to see if there was something new.

As time went on, Chloe's strength faded. Nevertheless she hoped that her face looked at least somehow positive, when a nurse came in to check on the vitals.

The nurse looked down at the young tired woman by her side. She felt pitiful. "Ya need anything, darlin'? Maybe some tea?" she asked as she patted the girls shoulder.

Chloe shook her head. "No, thank you very much. I had loads of coffee over the last hours!" The six paper cups on the bedside table proved it. While the nurse left, she stood up to throw the cups away. She stretched her tired muscles. She had been sitting for such a long time in a row that she wasn't feeling her behind anymore. Instead, exhaustion spread through her body. So she returned to the bed and bent down to Oliver's face. Then she stroke back a streak of hair from his forehead and placed some slight kisses on his lips and a scratch right above his eyebrow.

Why had her powers have faded? She hadn't been able to save Jimmy, she couldn't lose Ollie too.

"Please, Ollie, wake up!" she begged. Like an encouragement, she caressed his arm, which was lying on the white sheet. Then her head slowly sank forward and found its place on Oliver's stomach. A tear ran down her cheek and left a grey mascara stain on the fabric of the sheet.

"Dare you, when you won't run around in your tights again soon", she threatened him with a soft voice, but then she lost the battle against the sleep and doze off right on him.

Soon she was dreaming that Zod had closed in on the hospital and was on his way to Oliver and her.

With one swift bash, he wiped Chloe out of the way. Then he closed his hands around defenseless Oliver's neck and strangled him.

She yanked out of her nightmare with a loud outcry. For one moment she felt petrified as a pair of hazel eyes met her green ones.

Bemused Oliver furrowed one eyebrow and reached out for her little hand. The veil of confusion was lifted from her face and she began to smile.

"Ollie..." she just said and let herself be pulled into his embrace. He cradled her and laid a soft kiss on her forehead. "Shh... that must've been a very bad dream, huh? Don't worry, I'm right here with you." For a short moment she enjoyed his scent, but then she freed herself. "Wait a minute, I've to call a doctor to check on you!" He took her hand once again. "A nurse and a doctor have been already here. I'm going to be discharged." Chloe was confused. "How?...When?"

"This evening." "I didn't mean that. When did they come here?"

"They arrived just after I woke up. You slept like a log, sidekick!" He smirked. Chloe gave him an indignant look. "Why didn't you wake me? I could have..." "I think that you had fallen asleep one moment before. I even still heard your comment." He paused. "I don't know how often I should say that: They are no tights!" he complained. "But I already have something in mind, how you could make that insulting remark up to me tonight." Chloe laughed out loud. If Oliver was able to joke, he couldn't be in a condition that bad. Him thinking about sex in the very night was also a good sign.

Sex. Suddenly a shocking thought entered her mind. She counted the days.

Oh God! She was past due. And not only for some days. How could she have missed that? Chloe panted for air and the creamy walls of the room seemed to come closer. In that moment Clark entered the room with super-speed and appeared right next to her out of nowhere. Both men obviously noticed the look on her face. Chloe felt trapped. "I'll never get used to that" she complained in the direction of Clark and then added. " I've to wash my face, I sure look horrible. I'll be back in a minute!" Phew, save!

In the bathroom she regarded her reddened face and asked herself how the hell this could have happened. Until now it was only a suspicion. "It could have been caused by the lots of stress in the last time too. I wouldn't be surprised!" she tried to calm herself down. A little later she sprinkled some cool water on her face and took a deep breath. After one last look in her own worried eyes, she made her way back to her friends and walked down the corridor. "But still, more than three weeks?" the little voice in her head kept taunting. But the time to think about that was over for now, because Clark seemingly waited for her outside Oliver's room. He wore his typical red jacket and a serious look on his face. Chloe threw a checking look through the glass, only to see a white curtain pulled around the bed. Her best friend noticed her sorrow and patted her shoulder. "Don't worry, everything's okay. They're just checking on him one last time, so you can take him home."

Chloe nodded. "It's about time to talk about the Kandorians, Clark! Zod could've killed Ollie! We can't just sit around and wait!" Clark wanted to answer, but she cut him off. "And- oh right – there's still Checkmate, who wants to find and recruit us, no matter what it takes! Should we bet who gets us first, or what?" She was running up and down hastily, gesturing wildly. Her cheeks were glowing in excitement. Clark pointed at a monitor right behind her in the corridor. The news were on. They showed "the Castle", the headquarters of Checkmate. It was aflame.

"I think both sides have more urgent things to care about at the moment."

Chloe first stared at the screen, but then shook her head. "We really need to take precautions, because those lunatics are on the verge of world war three."

A few hours later darkness was falling and a blue Toyota Yaris wiggled its way through the urban canyons of Metropolis. Chloe was taking Oliver back to his apartment in the Queen Tower and was somehow lost in her thoughts. In her mind she was already skipping through an online list of drug stores to find one, which wasn't highly frequented.

"Baby, you missed the branch-off!" Chloe was so shocked about Oliver's comment that she nearly drove on the pavement. The car came to a sudden halt. "Whoa, Chloe! Watch out! Please tell me what's wrong, before you kill us!" Chloe rested her head on the steering-wheel and took a deep breath. "Since Clark showed up in the hospital, you're acting a little bit weird. Is there something you want to tell me?" When her head came up again, she was in control. "I'm sorry. It's just that I'm so stressed out in the last time, all the things that happened... To feel like a catastrophe could come up any second, that's a lot to take." Oliver looked worried. "I know what you mean. Two enemies at one time are hard to take." He took her hand and kissed it. "You know what? We're going on a trip, when this is over. And this time there won't be any Lois and Clark or even Bart, who show up uninvited, because we take the jet somewhere far away. Sound good?" He had no idea, what was really going on, but Chloe chose to give him a fake smile. "Great! Until then I've something to look forward to!" It had the foreseen effect on him. Oliver smirked. He bent his head to brush his lips against hers. "Um..., maybe I can give you something else to make you happy!" he said leeringly.

Chloe was relieved he didn't suspect anything. "Keep that in mind, Archer!" She started the engine and they drove off.

It was positive. Oh, god! She was pregnant. With Oliver's baby. For a moment she couldn't move. She was in shock. What should she do now? Ollie and she were only involved in this no string kind of thing and now he got her pregnant. They weren't in a serious relationship. It was more for the fun they had together. He wouldn't want a baby. With her. At this point of his life. She didn't even know if he ever planned on becoming a father.

And what about herself? Did she want a baby? With a man, who didn't love her? When an alien terror group threatened to destroy the world and she was hunted by government agents? Not really.

Chloe rubbed her temples with her fingers. She wasn't able to think properly. Coffee would help. So she stepped down to the first floor to pour some espresso for a café latte. That would help her to cool down. After foaming some milk, she took a little sip and sighed with relief. The next moment she remembered that she wasn't allowed to drink coffee, at least nothing that contained caffeine! At the sink she spit it out and emptied her cup. Remorsefully she watched it disappearing down the drain.

Chloe returned to her room upstairs. She sat down on her bed and tried to run through several scenarios, but none seemed practicable. It was impossible to tell Ollie, Clark or even Lois. They would literally freak out. She had to figure out something on her own. If she would choose to keep the baby. If?

Deep down in her heart she suddenly knew that she would never give it up. Chloe felt a sudden rush of love for the baby growing inside her. In the end it was Ollie's. And though she was afraid of the consequences, she chose to keep the baby.

Absently Chloe stroked her still flat belly and imagined what she would look like in a few months.

And then it came to her. She could never raise her child here safely. Even with the support of Clark and the Justice League it would be impossible to make sure that nobody could harm the baby. About Oliver, she didn't even want to think. He would feel betrayed and maybe even accuse her of tricking him. Either way Chloe had no intention to put all her friends at risk even for the sake of her unborn child. The Justice League, Clark and even Lois could be easily blackmailed with her safety by the Kandorians or Checkmate. An idea manifested in her mind. She would only have to work on the details.

There was only one solution. It was a done deal.

She had to disappear.

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