Disclaimer: No copyright infringement intended. I don't own Smallville. Each part is inspired by a Rise Against song title, but not necessarily all the lyrics that follow them, although a sample does accompany each chapter (italics).

Author Note: This is supposed to take place from Icarus to Beacon (10.11-10.13)... of course that was before I discovered when Chloe was actually coming back. I know I should be finishing up other things... but this popped into my head and I had to write it. Hopefully, this will make up for the absence of Find Your Way Back. This is my first time writing third-person viewpoints, as well as some of the characters...hopefully it's not too bad. Enjoy!

Whereabouts Unknown

I see your face in my sights

I hesitate, I look for a sign

Somewhere in the sky...

Whereabouts unknown, please know you can come home

Dinah Lance adjusted her fishnets as she stood at the rooftop of the Daily Planet. She figured this would be the easiest place for them to meet, considering what happened last time they stood on this rooftop. But her follower refrained from speaking or moving and Dinah was growing impatient. She had patrolling to do, and one lost blonde was not going to delay her forever.

She called out, "I know you're there," but when the silence ensued, she turned around to face the stairwell. "If you want another show-down, know that this time, I'd be the one welcoming the emerald archer to save your ass."

Finally, out of the shadows walked Chloe Sullivan. Dinah hadn't seen her in five, maybe six months. In person... it had been much longer. But when Dinah saw her last, Chloe was a lot happier, impressive considering at the time, her best friend was going to sacrifice himself to save the world. And in a weird way he had, but eventually Chloe had to sacrifice herself to keep someone else safe. A man in the hearts of both woman, but the first time she met Chloe, he had saved her, and he would continue to do so if only he could find her. But it was clear Chloe didn't want him to.

Dinah had gotten used to seeing the dark circles around Chloe's eyes, but they seemed more prominent than usual. To say the least, Chloe had seen better days, and Dinah knew that she was the last person who was supposed to find Chloe.

Refusing to stare into Dinah's eyes, Chloe finally broke her silence. "No worries, I brought my pepper spray this time.

"How have you been?"

Chloe scoffed. "Why don't we just skip past the pleasantries, Dinah... you clearly don't care about how I'm doing."

"Maybe not personally, but we're professional people, Chloe. But while I'm out here, it's Canary if you don't mind."

"If you're such a professional person, how could you do that to me?"

Dinah's mouth tugged into a smile. "I've done a lot of things you wouldn't like me for. Care to narrow it down a little?"

"You know exactly what I'm talking about."

Dinah shrugged a shoulder as she stepped off the ledge. "Okay, maybe I did, but you can never be too sure."

"I didn't think you'd stoop this low Canary. I mean, working for Lex was one thing, but he manipulates people for a living. I trusted you, and what do you do? You..."

"Stop right there Chloe. It's not what you think."

"You may be a lot of things, but you're not that stupid. You know exactly what you're doing."

"Don't forget that you were the one who ran away once things got serious."

Chloe whipped her head in Dinah's direction and said with conviction, "Don't you dare to assume you understand what I went through for him."

Dinah simply shrugged a shoulder. "You're right, I don't. But no worries, I get it. Love makes you do a lot of crazy things."

"Really? You get it?" Chloe bit her bottom lip, trying to keep herself together. "So the moment I'm out of the picture, you think he's fair game?"

The taller blonde raised a hand in defence. "Hey, I never got the memo that you two were... whatever it is you were doing until after you disappeared. Sure, when I got to town, I found about it, and yes, I did flirt with Oliver, but I only did it to get your attention."

Chloe shook her head in disgust; she almost couldn't believe what she was hearing. "You do realize how sick that sounds right?"

"Hear me out, okay? Oliver is desperately trying to find you. He's called Pete, your dad, and he even asked the General when he was in town. Heck, he even revealed his identity for you."

Rubbing her arms to keep herself warm, Chloe looked away from Dinah. "I never wanted him to do that... but I have to stay under the radar for his sake."

"I know, but you have to talk to someone Chloe."

"So what, I'm supposed to talk to you?"

Dinah shrugged and walked towards the ledge to look over the Metropolis skyline. "Why not? I'm in and out of town, and given my actual feelings for Oliver, no one would ever suspect me of keeping your location from them." She turned her head to see Chloe's changing expression. "Don't give me that look Chloe, Oliver's made it perfectly clear that he only has eyes for one blonde, and it's not me."

Chloe walked a couple steps closer to the ledge, but stayed back in order to stay within the shadows of the rooftops. "How did you track me down?"

"You're Watchtower. You look over cities, heck, the entire planet... but you always put the people you love first, even before yourself. Besides, I figured that if you really loved Oliver, you couldn't be too far away. I knew trying to find a paper trail would be pointless, so I left one instead with the Inquisitor photos. I played it up a little; figuring pure jealousy would be the best chance to pull you out. Then I knew you'd find me here. Granted, I did expect you a couple nights ago."

Noticing her awful attempt at humour, Dinah frowned slightly before continuing. "I'm sorry I had to do that to you, but it was the only way."

"Why? So we could have a girl talk? Thanks, but I'll pass." Chloe turned around and headed for the door to the stairwell. She couldn't believe that she risked everyone's safety over this. That she let jealousy cloud her judgment that much.

"Yeah, I guess you and I having a heart-to-heart wouldn't end well."

Chloe stopped in the doorway as a grin came across her face. "Good to know that we agree on something."

Dinah had hoped that it wouldn't come to this, but she had no choice. "However, you need to understand that despite your well-deserved negative opinion about me, I just want what's best for Oliver."

At the sound of his name, Chloe had let the door close and turned around to face Dinah once again. "How is he?"

Dinah finally tore her eyes from the skyline to look at the blonde woman carrying a concerned expression on her face. Damn, she thought, she really did love him. "He's been better. It was heartbreaking hearing him talk about how he'll never re-enter Watchtower. But he's doing it to keep us safe."

"So he's okay?"

"As much as I want to say that he is, we both know he's not. He flashes the signature grin to the cameras and reporters, but behind the safety of the elevator doors, he's miserable. You know that Oliver's waiting for you to walk through that door."

"I can't yet... I want to, but..."

"Look, I don't have the details, nor do I want them. I'm not the one who deserves an explanation."

"What do you want?"

"I want you to know that there are people that you can talk to." She leaned over and pulled a piece of paper from her black high heeled boots and handed it to Chloe. "Call this number when you're ready to talk."

Heading back to the ledge, Dinah turned her head sideways. "Now, if you excuse me, I'm late for my patrolling. The choice is yours Chloe."

As Dinah repelled down the building, a smile grew across Chloe's face as she stroked the paper.

Heading back towards the shadows she had called home, Chloe couldn't help but think that maybe Dinah wasn't as much of a birdbrain as she thought. She knew exactly whose number it was, and Dinah was right about one thing... she did need to talk to someone, and she knew that he would be one of the few people who would understand what she was going through.