AN: Sorry it has taken so long to update this story I've been pretty busy writing my book. School will be starting back soon so updates won't come very often. I hope you enjoy this chapter though, review please.

Disclaimer: I do not own dc comics or smallville and make no profit out of this fan fiction. It would be nice to own Oliver Queen though wouldn't it? Sadly I don't own that either.

"We will get her back, Chlo. I promise." Ollie said quietly. Chloe nodded her head, but he could see tears start to run down her face. He knew the last thing she wanted was to be seen crying, but he couldn't care less. He wasn't about to let her suffer alone. Not after all she had done for him and the rest of the team. He walked the two steps toward her and engulfed her in his arms. She broke down, letting herself grieve the way she had been denying herself for so long.

"You should have seen her Ollie. She didn't even know who I was. What could he have possibly done to make her forget her own daughter?" she cried, a pain in her chest making it hard to breathe. All Ollie knew to do was hold her tighter and try and reassure her.

"I know Chlo, I know. I promise you, no matter what it takes we will get her out of there." He whispered in her ear, soothingly running his fingers through her hair. It wasn't long before she melted into the comfort of his arms, and let herself go. All the emotions she had been holding in for so long rushed out of her like a broken faucet. There was no holding the tears back now.

After about ten more minutes she finally managed to stop crying and most of her sniffles had subsided. She was really grateful that Ollie was here when she needed him. Not many people were anymore, Clark had Lois now and was too busy for her, Lana had disappeared long ago and the JLA were so used to coming to her for help that they didn't even think she may need the same. It was nice to know someone cared enough to listen and comfort. After all it was something she did for every one of her friends on an almost daily basis. It's not that her friends don't care about her; it was just that they got so wrapped up in their own lives that they forgot about her. It was more her fault than theirs anyway, after all she hardly ever left watchtower, and when she did it was normally for a mission or if she were out of coffee.

"Thank you Ollie. I'm sure you have way better things to do than listen to me cry." She tried to make a joke out of it by smiling a fake smile that Ollie was able to see right through. This was classic Chloe, trying to brush off her emotions.

"You're welcome. I know how much this must hurt. You can come to me anytime you need anything whether it be to cry or not. And I'm sure I speak for the rest of the team when I say that."

"Thank you really, but I'll be fine as soon as we get her out of there."

"Of course. We should get the team together in the next couple of days to come up with a plan. We need to know exactly what Lex has going on down there. We need to know what we're up against before we do anything."

"I know I've already sent out emails to all the team letting them know we'll be meeting here Thursday. Is that alright with you? I want to get this all sorted out fast."

"That's fine. No come on you need to get out of here for a while, and I'm starving."

"I'm fine Ollie really a pity dinner date isn't going to make me feel any better." She smiled another false smile.

"It isn't a pity date Chlo. It's a real one, now no more arguing. I'll buy you a hot coffee with a double shot."

"Make it two coffees one before dinner and one after and you got yourself a date." The smile was real this time. If there was one thing that could make Chloe feel better it was the promise of coffee. Nothing got Chloe going more than a hot cup of Joe.

"Deal now come on. With luck we can make it to that little Italian restraint before the dinner rush."

"You know we could always go to the Talon or something. It doesn't have to be somewhere so expensive or fancy."

"What are you crazy? A woman as amazing and beautiful as you deserves somewhere expensive and fancy. Besides all the tabloid bitches will be there. I want to show you off a little. You know get things stirred up a bit."

"Great I'm going to be seeing my face on tomorrow's tabloid pages as Oliver Queen's newest romp. At least I'm not some underwear model from Australia."

"Hey she was actually a nice girl." Oliver defended uselessly.

"Oh right, you don't even remember her name." Chloe countered.

"That may be true but I do remember her ass, and it was very nice."

"Oh shut up. You're going to make me lose my appetite." Ollie let out a bark of laughter. He was really going to enjoy tonight. It had been a while since he and Chloe bonded over snarky remarks and flirtatious bantering. He just wished it was as easy to tell her how he really felt about her as it was to flirt with her. When it came to flirting with Chloe it was always easy, because she knew him as the flirtatious billionaire play boy, telling her he loved her was the hard part. Chloe had been hurt too many times in her life to let herself fall in love with Ollie the play boy. It was one of the main reasons he hadn't said anything to her. The last thing he wanted was to be rejected and for their relationship to become awkward. He wanted her to know he had changed first before he made his move. That meant no more girls on the side, no more play boy exploits. He was going to change for her.