Rating: T. Ratings may increase
Short summary: Chloe's run off with Oliver to join the Justice League, Clark and Lois are having issues, and just how will Bart deal with Chloe's relationship with Oliver? Poor little fella.
Note: Sequel to "Beloved". I wish this hiatus would die, I've been writing like crazy and all of them suck because I don't have any new material. Stupid CW.
Lois paced her apartment, biting her nails. Her eyes kept wondering to her cellphone, dying for it to ring and have Chloe on the other line. But it didn't. So she kept pacing, she was pretty sure after leaving 27 messages exactly, Chloe would get them at some point.
How could she run off with Oliver? What was she, stupid? You don't just run off with some billionaire without telling your friends and family. Friends and family who have heart attacks after reading a note that says "Lo, I'm going to Star City with Oliver. Don't freak out, I'm fine. Love you, Chloe."
Don't freak out? Lois sighed and picked up her cellphone again, opening it up to call Chloe's cellphone again. She growled in frustration when she heard Chloe's voice mail come on. She started to pace the room again and she left another message.
"Chlo, I know this is like, the hundredth message I've left you, but I swear to god, if you don't pick up your phone, I'll drive to Star City right now and bring you back to Smallville. Kay? Kay. Clark and I are really worried...Love you...Call me back, please." Lois closed her phone and dropped it on the couch, crossing her arms.
Lois looked up as a knock came from her door. She ran to it and opened it, hoping to see Chloe. She sighed and rolled her eyes when she saw Clark. "Clark, did Oliver leave a note in his apartment?"
"No." Clark frowned, letting himself inside. Lois stepped aside and ran a hand through her hair.
"Why is she torturing us like this, Clark?"
"That's a little exaggerant, Lois.." Clark looked down.
"I'm just worried about her. I went through this scare one time too many and now I have to go through it again." Lois grabbed a glass and shakily filled it with water. "She's like the sister I never had."
"What about Lucy?" Clark looked back up at her as he watched her, nervously picking around her kitchen.
"Like I said, the sister I never had. We fight about guys, we make up, we help each other." Lois sighed, slamming her glass down on the counter. Clark looked at her and wished he could calm her down, but he knew he couldn't.
"We'll figure out how to get through this. Try calling her again." Lois looked up and nodded, grabbing her cellphone.
"No, no rematches." Chloe stuck her tongue out as her side of the screen screamed "WINNER".
"You cheated." Oliver threw his controller off to the side. "I don't know how, but you cheated."
"Awh, is someone feeling a wittle jewouse?" Chloe leaned over and attempted to pinch his cheeks. Oliver smacked her hand away and Chloe grinned. "I won fair and square, sweety."
"Liar." Oliver glared at her. Chloe laughed and hopped up.
"What, you wanna fight about it, pretty boy?" Chloe held up her fisted playfully. Oliver looked up at her and laughed, standing up as well, towering her. Chloe looked up at him now and grinned.
"Yeah, I do." Oliver joked back, only to be tackled by Chloe back onto the ground. "Whoa, what kind of strength are you hiding under there, blondie?"
"Good things come in small packages." Chloe teased, pinning his wrists together.
"Tell me about it." Oliver looked over her body. Chloe rolled her eyes and flicked her finger at his cheek. "Hey."
"Hey." Chloe mocked, sticking out her tongue again. "Whatcha gonna do about it, huh punk?"
"Look, I'm just letting you win." Oliver confessed. Chloe rolled her eyes.
"Watch out, your ego's going to burst any second." Chloe snarked. "Why would you like to be in this position?"
"Why wouldn't I?" Oliver raised his eyebrows. Chloe came to realization and flicked his cheek again. "Stop that."
"No, pervert." Chloe placed her hands on his wrists again. Oliver started to grin and before Chloe knew it, she was on her back with him on top of her. "Hey-get off of me! You weigh like a million pounds!"
"I do not, besides you don't see me complaining about you being on me." Oliver joked, pinning her wrists down the same way she had.
"Well I think we both know why you didn't complain, Oliver." Chloe rolled her eyes. Oliver smiled and leaned down, inches away from kissing her, but before he could her cellphone rang. Oliver rolled his eyes this time and Chloe grinned. "Off."
"Fine." Oliver got off of her and she reached for her cellphone. Chloe bit her lip as she looked back up at Oliver.
"It's Lois...She's left me 28 messages, Oliver..." Chloe looked back down.
"Ah-okay, then I guess..answer it." Oliver shrugged as he sat down beside her.
"Why don't you?" Chloe snapped back, looking back up at him.
"Because she's not calling me, maybe?" Oliver snarked, taking the cellphone from her hands. "Fine, I'll do it. Baby."
"Shut up." Was all Chloe could come up with as he answered the cellphone. Right when Oliver said "Hello" she could hear Lois screaming into the cellphone. Olivers raised his eyebrows as he held the phone a foot away from his ear.
"Lois..LOIS." Oliver yelled and the phone quieted. "I'll just let you talk to Chloe before you make me deaf." Chloe's eyes widened and she pushed the phone away from herself. Oliver rolled his eyes. "Chloe, just-"
"Nuh." Chloe mumbled, scooting away from him. Oliver shook his head and put the phone back to his ear.
"Chloe wont take the phone." Oliver mumbled. Chloe watched as Oliver nodded as if Lois could see him and closed the phone minutes after. "Okay, Lois is really pissed."
"I got that much." Chloe crossed her arms as Oliver stood up. "Anything else?"
"She said she was coming to Star City tomorrow."
"Hahaha, so funny." Chloe rolled her eyes, then noticed the serious look he was giving her. "Oliver.."
"Her and Clark are coming to Star City tomorrow so she can approve of your staying here. I'm serious." Oliver frowned, sitting down beside her with two beers in hand. "Which isn't good because we have a mission tomorrow in the early morning and it's probably gonna take all day."
"Approve? So she's my mom now? And why did you tell her she could come?" Chloe grabbed the Bud Light from his hand and opened it, immediately taking a huge gulp. "This is not good at all, what're we gonna do?"
"I didn't tell her she could come, she just said she was going to." Oliver snapped back, opening his as well. Chloe looked at her beer and grimaced. "Why don't you call her back and tell her not to come?"
"First of all." Chloe put up a finger and chugged down some of her beer. "Do you honestly think Lois will listen to me?" Oliver stayed silent and Chloe put up another finger. "Second, I'm not going to tell her not to come because she'll be offended." Another finger. "And third, I actually wanna see her."
"Well what're we gonna do?" Oliver asked, waving away her hands. Chloe sighed and scooted closer to him as he sipped on his beer, deep in thought. Chloe bit her lip and turned back to him.
"I guess we could ask Clark to distract her most of the time. He'll do it." Chloe nodded, turning back in front of her. Oliver sighed as she rested her chin in her palm and stared out.
"Yeah, fine. I told you not telling them would be a bad idea."
"What?" Chloe snapped, turning back to him. Oliver moved his head to look at her and shrugged. "You are so full of crap, Oliver."
"Kinda." Oliver put an arm around her waist, which was quickly pushed away by Chloe. "Oof, that hurts."
"Well now we have two missions." Chloe sighed as she finally accepted the arm was was fighting to place around her waist and pull her close. "33.1 and keeping Lois entertained."