MISSGUIDED
Prologue
12 hours before the trade - Metropolis
Chloe had just gotten rid of Clark. If she didn't move fast, she would probably ruin her whole plan. Already into the Suicide Squad plans, she would have traded her life for Oliver's with or without a helmet. Dr. Fate only helped her realize that she had options when it came to her surrender.
She dialed the number as possible as she could. Tess would be there soon to help her with erasing all data. The last thing Chloe wanted was to have the red-headed know about her agendas. Chloe Sullivan would have to die to the world that day, and she didn't know why, but she could see Tess Mercer ruing that for her.
"Yes?"
The voice in the other side was strong. She had never talked to him before, bu she knew that, just like all heroes she knew, he had the best interest of people in heart. The fact that both were strangers to each other made this a perfect bond. He would help her, and then both would go their ways, no regrets, no problems.
"I know you are looking for your two sidekicks. I also know where they are and how to get them back. Meet me in the location sent to you via e-mail."
There was no going back.
Three months after the trade - Brazil
The moment Barbara and Dick were rescued it was like a weight had been lift up from his heart. His kids were ok the way she had promised. He hadn't like her much, but she had keep up her word and he would do the same. So, digging with his bare hands, especially due to having lost most of his equipments from digging for his two favorite sidekick, he wondered why Chloe's GPS sign had failed.
The only reasonable answer was that she was dead. But that was completely impossible. Her plan had flaws, yes, but, even though she appeared to be the one that covered all basis, Bruce could tell that the mission she had gone through was emotional stressful.
"Batman! You have to dig faster."
Barbara was a spiritual 15 year old girl. She had lost both of her parents, good friends to the Wayne family. Even though too young and only 30 years old, Bruce took her under his right wing. She, now fully recovered, helped the Batman dig where Chloe Sullivan was supposed to be.
The moment Bruce saw her hand, he had to admit he was relieved. It was not like they had bonded the 15 minutes they had met, but he owned her. So, as he kept digging, Dick grabbed her hand and started pulling her out.
Still focused in his actions, Bruce noticed the current state his kids were. They were both tough, especially Dick, after everything he had been through, but they looked like they had been not only through physical torture, but also psychological.
"We got her! We got her!"
Dick cheered as he pulled her up. He was just 17, but he was strong and prepared for those kind of situations. So as they rested Chloe's moveless body over the dirt, Bruce realized he had made the biggest mistake of his life. Chloe was dead.
"No…"
Barbara pulled them all aside and kneeled by Chloe's side, resting her own body over the corpse in front of her.
"Barbara! We have to go! Barbara!"
"We are not leaving her!"
It took her a fraction of second, but as they discussed, blood started running inside Chloe's vanes. In a lapse, she woke up:
"OLIVER!"
Four months after the trade - Metropolis
It was friends' night out. AC had come from Australia to help with a case and, in his way back Metropolis he found Victor. The gang was so happy to be back together that they called Bart and this one rushed to the Watchtower. They had gone to the movies, ate some burger in a corner next to Watchtower and then accompanied Clark, Lois, Tess and Oliver back to Watchtower, deciding to stay a bit.
When Oliver noticed they were all around the couch, laughing, drinking and exchanging experiences, he then realized tat there was no way in the world that he was going to spend some alone time going through the record he had built about Chloe.
"So, what are you guys talking about?"
He not only looked tired, he also sounded tired. Tess had already sitten between Victor and AC and Impulse kept questioning her about everything she knew about Lex Luthor. Next thing they knew, Clark entered the Watchtower, by Lois's side, and smiled.
"Guys, give her a break. She's not Lex's protégée anymore, she's a friend."
She stood up and sided by Oliver. This one smiled at her, and was a little bit stunned when she gave him a peck on the cheek, tip toeing. The silence was mortal, and they were all so surprised that they didn't even noticed movement outside the window.
Hanging outside Watchtower was a stunned Chloe Sullivan. Scars all over her naked arm, she had just gone up and was now collecting her material. Batman was right; going back to Metropolis was her biggest mistake. Things have changed. People saw her as this cold, independent woman: the one month recovering from torture did that to her. But in the inside, she was as vulnerable as a rose petal. He hoped she would come back home and find everything the same: Clark and Lois going back and forth, the boys away and Oliver going nuts trying to find her.
Her cell phone rang. She was living a life without an identity and she had never felt so alone.
"Yes."
"Chloe?"
Her friends from captive was on the other side of the line. She had lost touch with Batman after they went their different ways that night. However, Barbara was an intriguing young girl. Even though she didn't know Chloe's last name or nothing at all, she was able to track her.
"Barbara! I told you, no…"
"...no Chloe. Sorry. Forgot it. But how do I call you? I do pretend to keep calling you and you can try and hide but…"
Chloe wanted to laugh, but she was drained. The vision of Tess pecking Oliver's cheek gave her headache and now she felt nauseated. Vomiting, she could hear Barbara freaking out on the other end of the phone. Once recuperated from vomiting things she didn't even remember eating, she got back to her call.
"You know, Barbara, it was good you called. I needed a check back to reality. You know? See the bigger purpose."
"Does that mean I can keep on calling you?"
Chloe laughed.
"Maybe."
