It was late. Or was it early? Chloe didn't know. Nor did she care. She was doing graveyard at the Daily Planet. She was to write some obituaries and wedding announcements. Plus, man the phones. But, Chloe knew practically no one called in on the graveyard shift. So, having finished her work, she sat back in her computer chair, stretched and pulled her Ipod from her purse. Turning it on, she realized she needed some more coffee. Having only a few hours to go, she still needed to be awake. When Remy Zero came through her earphones, she quickly changed it.
'Too many memories with that one.' She thought.
She flipped through her songs while walking to get more coffee. 'Girlfriend' by Avril Lavigne came through next, but Chloe changed it.
'Reminds me of Lois and Grant.' Chloe sighed.
Her life wasn't exactly how she wanted it. But, she didn't want to dwell. As she poured her coffee, she selected 'The Rhythm's Gonna Get You' by Gloria Estevan.
"Perfect." Chloe said. "Just what I need."
She made sure her dress pants were still tidy. Along with her dark green blouse and black suit jacket that matched her pants. She picked up her coffee and started humming to the music as she walked/danced in her heels back to her desk. When she reached it, she didn't sit. She let the music take over her for a moment. She started dancing a little more and turned up the song. She quickly Thanked God that Lois was out of town for a story, Grant was gone for meetings in New York, and Clark and Lana were in Smallville. She was alone. Until her co-worker, who would release her, would be there. She started dancing around the room and singing along with the song. Little did she know who was watching from the stairs….
As the song ended, Chloe felt a bit better. But, she still missed her "better half". The next song came on. 'Smack That' by Akon ft. Eminem. Chloe smiled. Although, she'd never admit it, Chloe like the song. She danced back to her desk and started singing the chorus. As she was tidying the front of her desk up, standing in front of it, she sang.
"Smack that, all on the floor. Smack that, give me some more. Smack that, till you get sore. Smack that, oh woah oh woah oh."
"Ahh!" she screamed. She felt someone smack her ass.
She whipped around to find herself looking into the face of the culprit. He smirked at her look. Half surprised, half pissed off.
"You were expecting… Brad Pitt?" he asked, jokingly, as he put his hand in his coat pockets.
Chloe took an earphone out of her ear. She'd heard him, but still couldn't believe her eyes.
"Oliver." She said, sound how she looked. Her surprise won over for a minute. She hugged him.
"When did you get back? How are you? What have you been up to?" she asked, as she pulled away.
Just as he was about to speak, her pissed off side came into play.
"Wait! How long have you been watching and listening to me? Why did you smack my ass? Why are you here?" she asked, very angrily.
"Well?" she said, crossing her arms across her chest and tapping her foot.
Oliver smiled. She didn't change. Not one bit.
"Well, I'll start with the most recent questions. I've been watching you for about 5 minutes. I smacked your ass because you were shaking it seductively and were singing for me to smack it." He chuckled. "You know, you have a great ass." He smiled.
Chloe rolled her eyes.
"And I'm here because I missed you." He finished looking her in the eye.
Chloe relaxed a bit.
"And the other questions?"
"Always the reporter." Ollie said. He took a step towards her.
"I've just got back and Clark told me you were here. I'm fine and so are the boys. And we've been shutting down Lex's 33.1 labs, you know that. Most of them we couldn't have shut down without your help." He said, stroking her cheek with the back of his hand.
"Okay. Wow. Sounds like fun. And of course. I'm the best." Chloe smiled.
"So you missed me, huh?" she asked.
"Of course." Ollie said, taking her in his arms. "Why wouldn't I miss my Watchtower, my love, my girlfriend?" He inquired.
But before she could speak, he kissed her softly, and the more passionately until they were both out of breath.
"So we're official now?" She asked, leaning her forehead to his.
"We always have been. I told you that the day we met." Oliver replied.