A/N: So this is basically all about Chloe, she is taken for granted in the real show, I thought I'd do her better.

Disclaimer: Just writing it like I wish it was, alas I own nothing.

Chapter 1

Chloe hummed softly to herself while driving through the small town bustle of Smallville. Everything had happened so quickly lately, her life seemed intent on overwhelming her. Chloe recalled how scared she had been when she found out that she was a meteor freak and she laughed softly at herself. She had a better handle of her powers, was a full fledged member of the Justice League of America and had been blissfully dating Clark for the better part of a month now. Her heart sped up a little as she pulled into the Kent Farm. She nervously did a mental check of everything: romantic dinner-check, sexy outfit-check, sexy lingerie-check and condoms stuffed in her purse-check. Clark didn't know it yet, but tonight Chloe was going to give herself completely to Clark and the prospect thrilled and terrified her.

Her eyes registered a black sports car parked by the house but she was floating on cloud nine and even her avid curiosity couldn't pierce through her haze of happiness.

Grabbing the picnic basket and smoothing down her dress, she made her way to Clark's "fortress of solitude" since she usually found him there. Her eyes automatically sought out Clark's large frame, but when she found the object of her affections wrapped around a supposedly deceased Lana Lang, she froze in mid-step.

'Lana is alive, thank God' was Chloe's first thought, she was filled with an indescribable since of relief and warmth to find her friend was still alive. 'How did she do it? Why did she do it? Probably to get away from Lex. So what is she doing here...with him...my boyfriend...why are their lips plastered together?' Her brain finally registered that Clark and Lana were kissing, yep full on passionate can't live without you kissing. Her inner monologue kept going in circles like they were stuck in a loop as she stood there frozen, not speaking, not blinking, not even breathing. 'Oh right breathing' she absently thought as she allowed her body to drag in a painful breath of much needed oxygen. The basket slipped from her fingers and the tinkle of glass breaking from the wineglasses that were in there spurred Chloe into action, she spun on her heel and fled. Unfortunately, the noise also got Clark's attention and he sprang apart from Lana in time to see Chloe fleeing.

"Chloe" he shouted as he annoyingly had to run at normal speed after her because of Lana's presence.

"Chloelicious, love of my life! Leaving so soon?" Bart materialized out of nowhere in front of Chloe blocking her path to her only means of escape, her car. He took one look at her desperate expression and heard Clark anxiously calling her name and decided his Chloe needed some rescuing. In a whirlwind he pulled Chloe into a tender embrace and ran her as fast as he could, in case Clark decided to follow, to Oliver's place in Metropolis figuring he wouldn't check for her there. He had her safely in the elevator heading up to Oliver's top floor faster than a blink of the eye.

"What happened Chloe? Are you okay?" Bart asked placing his hands on Chloe's shoulders. She opened her mouth to reassure him but nothing came out. Her poor brain was still muddling through what she had witnessed.

'Lana was back, Clark was kissing her. She had come back and he was immediately with her again.' It was worse than any scenario her insecurities had every imagined because even though she wasn't a hundred percent positive that Clark was not with her because Lana was not around; she always thought Clark would tell her beforehand that his feelings were not true. She thought their friendship meant that much at the least. And that last thought tore a small sob from her mouth, Bart immediately put his arms around her and his act of kindness released the flood gate of tears as her small frame shook with hurt and sadness.

Oliver looked up from behind his desk when the elevator indicated someone was here, he was greeted with the sight of a distraught Chloe in the arms of Bart.

"Chloe, are you okay, what happened?" Oliver unintentionally echoed Bart's earlier questions. Oliver looked to Bart for answers but he just shrugged his shoulders not having gotten any information out of the blonde. Oliver's voice finally made its way through to Chloe and she forced herself to stop crying. She felt sick, like physically sick and stupid for thinking that Clark loved her and an idiot for loving him and now she was making an even bigger fool of herself, crying like a baby in front of her JLA comrades. She'd never felt so exhausted in her whole life, her head hurt and her eyes cringed from the light.

"I'm a fool." Chloe rasped out more to herself than to the two concerned men and promptly fainted in Bart's arms. Oliver scooped Chloe up from Bart and headed to his bedroom to set Chloe gently on his bed. Her heart beat scrambled weakly and erratically like an injured animal seeking escape. Whatever had happened, shook her up pretty badly Oliver thought, his mouth unconsciously setting into a grim line. Covering her with a blanket and absently dropping a kiss on her brow, he left her to go interrogate Bart.

"Dude, I don't know what happened. I went to Clark's to see if he knew anything about Lex in China, I see Chloe running out of the barn looking upset and Clark chasing after her, so I brought her here. I think someone else was in the barn because he was running at normal speed.

"Clark made Chloe cry?" Oliver stated, more in wonder than actual disbelief.

"Alright, I'll handle this. I need you to head to Victor and Ac in China, they finally got a lead on a facility there and I need your super speedy thievery skills to lift the blue prints.

"I'm not leaving Chloe!" Bart growled out, surprised Oliver would even ask him to.

"She'll be okay, I'll take care of her. And I won't let Clark anywhere near her until she is ready. We really need those plans" Oliver reassured Bart placing a brotherly hand on his shoulder. Bart's desire to protect Chloe and his duty to the JLA fought for dominance but in the end, his duty won out and he sighed in defeat and frustration.

"Take care of her." Bart ordered as he headed towards the elevator. Oliver strode back into his bedroom after Bart left to check on Chloe. She was still sleeping fitfully.

'What did that dumb farm boy do to you?' Oliver thought as he gazed down at her face. 'Clark doesn't deserve you.' He had been so angry when Clark had started dating Chloe, he had been waiting for enough time to pass from his break-up with Lois to ask her out but then she had started dating Jimmy and then Clark. He couldn't figure out when or why he started having more than friendly feelings towards her, they were just there like they had always been there. But he was a loyal friend and grudgingly accepted their relationship and refrained from ramming a fist into Clark's face every time he saw them together. He forced himself to be content with just having a professional relationship with her not trusting himself to be any friendlier, but if Clark had done something to hurt her, all bets were off.

She stirred under his gaze and her eyes fluttered open. Her lids parted slowly, revealing gorgeous green orbs that always seemed to have hazel fires burning brightly at the centers. He briefly thought he could be happy for the rest of his life if he was fortunate enough to wake up to her eyes every day.

"Hey" Chloe said her voice thick and husky from her emotional day.

"Wanna talk?"

"Not really." Chloe sat up feeling too vulnerable and drew her knees to her chest.

"Clark and I are broken up. And I don't want to see him for awhile. I hate to ask you this but could you help me out with that?"

"I've got a place in Gotham you could hide out in, Clark doesn't know I have a place there."

"Oh, that's not what I meant." Chloe smiled ruefully, "I need to keep busy. I was hoping there was a mission you could send me out on?"

"How does China sound?"

"China sounds nice and far," Chloe said wishing she could be there right then, "I just have to call Perry and wrangle out some leave time from him."

"Don't worry about it, I'll handle Perry. I'll tell them you are doing an interview with me in Star City and you are getting two weeks of an all access pass into the life of Oliver Queen."

"Good cover, way better than the 'I have cancer bit I was working on for him.'" Chloe quirked with a ghost of her former bright smile tweaking her lips.

"Thanks Oliver, I don't know how to thank you enough..."

"You sure you don't want to talk about it" Oliver asked while his hand brushed her hair out of her face.

Chloe flinched not wanting to think about it, but she at least owed Oliver an explanation.

"Lana is alive, and back with Clark" she whispered out, her head bowed down in defeat.

"I'm sorry" he said feeling inadequate in verbage.

"Don't be, my fault for thinking it was real" she said brightly, trying to offset the bitter words.

"Chloe Sullivan this is not your fault" Oliver angrily bit out.

"He's an idiot and sooner or later he's gonna see that."

"I just want to try to move on." Her voice sounded so lost and it ripped into him.

"No problem, Clark Kent officially does not exist until you are ready. Why don't you go back to sleep while I make arrangements." Oliver tucked her back into the blankets and headed for the door.

"Oliver, you are a great guy, I hope you know that." Chloe whispered sleepily. Warmth surged through Oliver as he whispered back "Always for you," but Chloe had already slipped into sleep.