A/N: Hey everyone! I'm so sorry this took so long to post. I just started a new job and haven't had time to continue it. Next chapter is going to be up sometime this weekend. If you want to guess who Lex is working with, please don't hesitate. Thanks again to JateSkateFate for her help in this. And pushing me to finish this chapter. Enjoy and don't forget to R&R!

Oliver awoke the next morning feeling warmth next to his chest. He cracked his eyes open and saw Chloe sprawled across his chest and one arm, around his waist, holding him tightly to her. The previous nights events came back to him and he pulled her closer to him. He closed his eyes and kissed the top of her head. Smelling her scent. Vanilla, coconut and a hint of coffee. Just the way she always smelt. He loved it. Oliver closed his eyes, and sighed. Chloe was his. And no one, not even Clark, was going to take her from him.

'Okay, Queen. Gotta think how to propose this surprise to Chloe.' He thought.

He wasn't sure whether or not she'd be happy about it or take offence. But, nevertheless, it was for her own safety. He felt her squirm slightly next to him. She looked up at him, with sleepy eyes. She smiled.

"Morning, Gorgeous." She said.

"You're the gorgeous one." He replied.

"Oh, you think you so, huh?" she teased.

"I know so." He said, and kissed her. He smiled as he pulled away from her.

"So, Mr Queen, what's on the agenda for today?" Chloe asked, tracing his abs lightly with her fingers.

"Well, I have a proposal for you and I want your input." Oliver said.

Chloe nodded once and indicated for him to continue.

"Well, the other night, after you were….attacked, I started thinking. And, God, Chloe, I love you so much. I can't stand the thought of losing you." He started.

"I love you too, Ollie. And only you. You know that right?" she asked, stroking his cheek with the back of her hand.

"I do." He smiled and kissed the tip of her nose.

"And I also know that even if you can heal yourself and others, I don't like it when you're hurt. So, my proposal is for you to take fighting lessons so you can defend yourself."

Chloe thought for a moment.

"Ollie, I think that's a great idea." She exclaimed.

"You do?" he asked, relieved.

"Yeah. I mean, after what happened the other night it would be a good idea. We should get me a personal trainer or teacher or something."

Oliver smiled. Happy that she was all for his idea, he pulled her closer.

"I already have someone in mind." He whispered against her lips.

"Oh? And who might it be?" she asked, running her fingers through his hair.

"Me." He replied and kissed her passionately.

After they broke apart for air, she smiled lovingly at him.

"So, when should we start my lessons, Mr Queen?" she teased.

"As soon as possible." He said, pushing her hair away from her neck so he could kiss and nibble it.

"Mmm. That would be good. But, not before we take of our unfinished business." She moaned.

Ollie smiled against her neck.

"My thoughts exactly."

Chloe pulled him into a passionate kiss, both of their tongues battling for control. Oliver rolled on top of her without breaking the kiss. He kissed his way down her jaw to her throat and tenderly nibbled his way down to her collarbone.

"I think you're a little overdressed." He said, huskily.

He proceeded to remove her beater and bra.

"Chloe, you have no idea how much I missed you."

Chloe looked into his eyes, and smiled.

"Why don't you show me?" she suggested, seductively. And removed his shirt as well.

After Chloe and Oliver were 'reunited', they showered and put on clothes they could easily work out in. Oliver made them bagels and a bowl of fruit for breakfast and coffee, of course.

"Eat up." He said. "You'll need your strength."

Chloe winked at him. After breakfast was over, they left Queen Tower and headed to Oliver's private gym. Little did they know that they were being followed and pictures were taken of them.

Oliver taught Chloe how to be calm in a fearful situation and also taught her how to incapacitate an attacker should they keep coming. The most important lesson he taught her was how to fight when the odds weren't in her favour.

"Ollie, I can't do it. You're too heavy." Chloe whined, breathlessly.

They had been 'fighting' for 2 hours non stop. Oliver was trying to teach Chloe how to fling an attacker over her shoulder if she was grabbed from behind and couldn't get free. He sighed.

"Chloe, it doesn't matter what weight the person is. You just have to position your body correctly to do it. Try again."

Oliver grabbed her from behind. His left arm going around her chest over her shoulders and his right holding his left hand in place.

"Now," he said, "take your right hand and grab near where my left wrist is. Good. Now take your left hand and really grab my left shoulder. Good. And plant your feet shoulder length apart. Really plant them to the ground. Alright. Now, when I say go, bend over and with all your strength flip me over your shoulder, okay?" he instructed.

Chloe nodded and took a deep breath.

"1, 2, 3….GO!"

Chloe did as he told her, and, to her surprise, Oliver flipped over her left shoulder and landed on the mat on his back. He looked up at her and smiled.

"Told you." He said.

Chloe rolled her eyes. She extended her hand to help him up.

"Okay, sweetie. That's enough for today. Grab your stuff and let's go home." Oliver said, playfully smacking her butt.

When they got home, Chloe checked their messages. One was from Lois and the other was from Clark.

"Chloe, hey. Listen, the Planet is killing me and I need some fun tonight. How about we go clubbing and let loose? Clark told me Ollie is back. He can come too, but only if he brings a friend for me. Smallville would totally cramp our style. Call me and we'll arrange it. Later, cuz."

Chloe smiled at Oliver. He sighed. His plans for the night didn't include anyone but him and Chloe and possibly not leaving the bedroom. But who was he to deny Chloe time with her cousin? They were practically sisters and he knew he couldn't hog Chloe all to himself. The pleading gleam in her eye begged him to say yes. He sighed again, grinned and nodded. Chloe jumped up and down and clapped like a little kid who was just told they were going to Disneyworld. Oliver chuckled and kissed her on the head.

"Chloe, Ollie. I'm so sorry about last night. I really am. I know being under the influence of Red K isn't an excuse. But you have to believe me. I didn't mean anything I did or said. Lana and I talked and we decided that no more gifts will be bought from Smallville or anywhere until we do a thorough background check on the company. Please, can we just put all this behind us? Call me."

Oliver put his arm around Chloe's shoulders and pulled her close. It was obvious he was still pissed about last night. Chloe touched his cheek and made him look at her.

"Oliver, we need to talk."

He nodded and he sat on the couch pulling Chloe onto his lap.

"This is about last night?"

"Yes and no." She sighed. 'Where to start?' she thought.

Oliver nodded, indicating for her to continue.

"You know as well as I do that when under Red K, Clark says and does things that he really does want to say and do. Red K only takes away his…..innocence, for lack of the better word. And what happened last night, made me wish that I was dreaming." Chloe said.

Oliver raised an eyebrow, slightly confused.

"I mean, Clark will only ever be my best friend. Having him kiss me and declare his love for me made me feel weird. Just thinking about kissing him makes me feel as if I was cheating on you. Oliver, I love you. You. And only you. Yes, I love Clark. But, he's like a brother. I don't want you to think that after what happened I'm just going to up and leave and run to Clark. I'm staying here with you. You're who I want, who I love and adore…" Chloe started babbling.

Oliver thought she looked so cute when she was worrying about little things that would never ever happen. But, when she started to go on and on, he decided to let her know that was enough. He put his hand in her hair and pulled her face close to his. He kissed her with such passion and love. When they pulled apart, he took her face in both his hands and looked deep into her eyes.

"Chloe, I love you more than anything in this world; with my entire soul. I know you don't feel the same way about Clark, but that doesn't change the fact that he seems to be in love with you. We need to set him straight. Let him know that you're not brain washed and I'm not stealing you from him. You're still his best friend and confidant and I don't want to come between that connection, but you're my girlfriend. And I'm not giving you up without a fight." Oliver kissed her again.

Chloe hugged him close and sniffed.

"Oliver, you don't need to give me up because I'm not leaving. I'm always going to be here in your arms. Always. I promise." She said, sniffing again.

Oliver felt her tears on his neck and held her tighter.

"Chloe, don't cry." He said, rubbing her back. "C'mon, sweetie. You know I can't stand it when you cry."

"I'm okay. I just needed you to know that you're the man I want, I need."

Oliver tilted her head to look at him.

"It's always nice to be reminded." He smiled. "Now, that that's out of the way, what else do we need to talk about?"

Chloe wiped her eyes and sat beside Oliver, sliding her feet under her.

"You might not like it. But I need you to listen until I'm done and then you can talk, okay?" she asked.

Oliver looked slightly scared, but nodded.

Chloe took a deep breath. 'Here goes.' She thought.

"Well?" Lex asked, into the phone.

"She looks perfectly fine. No bruises or casts or anything. Looks like she wasn't hurt at all. She and her boyfriend were at the gym for a few hours teaching her how to fight and then went home." The photographer told him.

"Good." He hung up.

"So, I take it she's fine?"

"Oh, yeah. She was learning to fight with no difficulty. So it seems our Miss Sullivan's ability is quite unique. She can heal herself as well as others." Lex smirked.

"Time for phase two?"

"Absolutely. She'll never be expecting to see you. She'll be so shocked, she won't even notice you've swept her off her feet."

"Why do I feel like you have some kind of alternate plan behind this?"

"I don't." Lex said. 'My plan is before you take her for your own. I must get Clark's secret out of her and find out who those people are who keep destroying my facilities.' Lex thought. "I'm just helping you get the woman of your dreams while I bask in the emotional destruction of Oliver Queen."