A/N: There you go! Thanks for all the reviews. And since you guys keep guessing who the person working with Lex is I'm going to let you know who it isn't. Here a clue: it's not...Jimmy. He will be revealed either next chapter or the chapter after that. Next chapter will have the club/bar scene. Don't miss it! Also, the next few chapters may get kind of angry and have some jealous/upset ranting and fighting. I know I said I'd try to follow along with the show, but I've had some nice inspiration for the rest of my story so mostly it'll be my mind. Next chapter will be posted after I get more than 10 reviews! So, read, review and enjoy!
Chloe went through the whole story from beginning to end of how she and Clark met Andrea and how she had been helping Chloe get information on 33.1. Chloe even decided to tell Oliver how only once had they been caught in their 'meeting' and had to fight their way out. Chloe came out unscathed…well, almost.
"It was only two girls from a gang and they were on drugs. We got away but one managed to follow us and she pulled a knife. Almost stabbed Andrea, but I hit her over the head and she took a swipe at me. Only got me on my shoulder. It was before my power kicked in so I still have a scar." Chloe said, and pulled the shoulder of her shirt off to show the scar.
It was barely noticeable unless you looked for it. It was a long, thin line now. Oliver ran his finger lightly over it, his face was shocked.
"Clark called it my hero scar because the girl who did it says I knocked sense into her and it reminds me that sometimes even bad people can turn good."
Oliver didn't say anything. Just kept running his finger over her scar. His mind was whirling. Chloe had been in constant contact with a vigilante that he didn't know and got into a sticky situation and got hurt. Even if it was only to help get more information on 33.1 for him and his team, he knew she never would've done it otherwise.
"Ollie?" Chloe asked, almost scared for what he would say to her.
Oliver looked her in the eye for a minute. He saw her fear swimming in her eyes. The fear that she's going to scare him off or he won't want to be with her because of what she's done. Chloe saw pain in Oliver's eyes. Not because she kept this from him, but because she was putting herself in danger.
"Chloe, why didn't you tell me? This is important." Oliver said.
Chloe sighed. "I don't know. There was just so much going on. I couldn't find the right time."
"To tell me you're working with a vigilante who tried to kill Lionel Luthor and maybe even Clark? And almost got hurt again?" Oliver snapped. He didn't mean to, but this was Chloe. His Chloe. She meant more to him than anything. Just the thought of her in trouble made his stomach churn.
"I'm sorry. I know I should've told you sooner." Chloe said, not looking at him. She was just waiting for him to say 'get out.'
Oliver sighed, and lifted her chin with his finger. He looked her straight in the eye.
"Next time you meet with her, I'm coming too. Not only for your protection but I want to meet her and come to my own conclusion."
Chloe was so happy to hear that he wasn't going to leave that she threw her arms around his neck and hugged him tightly.
"Chloe….uh, Chloe….I can't….breathe." Oliver choked.
"Oh! I'm sorry! I just..." Chloe stuttered, letting him go.
"I know." Oliver kissed the tip of her nose. "Don't you know by now Chloe Sullivan, that I'm not going to leave you?"
"I do know that. It's just with you knowing everything now, it's bringing it all back how I think you might not….want me anymore." Chloe confessed.
"Chloe. I love you more than my own life. I'm never ever letting you go. And that's a promise." Oliver declared.
Chloe smiled, but her eyes were telling Oliver there was something else on her mind.
"Why do I have the feeling there's something else you want to tell me?" Oliver said.
'There is.' Chloe thought. 'But, not now. You can't find out like this. I'm not ready.'
"Mr. Queen, I do believe you are wrong." Chloe said, faking a southern accent.
Oliver chuckled. Just then, the phone rang. They both got off the couch and saw that it was Lois. Chloe put her on speaker.
"Pinky's Pool Hall. We rack 'em, you break 'em. This is Red." Chloe said.
Oliver grinned and snickered.
"Funny, Chloe. Who's Pinky? Ollie?" Lois asked.
"No, I'm Green. You can be Pinky, although you don't resemble a mouse. So that puts the 'Pinky and the Brain' joke on hold." Oliver teased.
Chloe laughed as he started humming the theme song to the "Pinky and the Brain."
"Chloe, Oliver. Let's focus. Are we going out tonight?" Lois wondered.
"Yeah. Sure. We should get Jimmy and Kara to come out with us." Chloe suggested.
"So it's couples night? I'll be the fifth wheel." Lois whined.
"Oh, Lois. A.C. is back and said that he'd love to see you." Chloe said, as Oliver took out his phone and messaged A.C.
"Really?" Lois said, surprised.
"Yeah. He says he'll come with us. Where do you want to go?" Oliver asked, while telling A.C. what was going on and where to meet them.
"Let's go to that new bar. 'Shimmer' I think it's called." Chloe suggested.
"Oooh. That sounds good. I heard it's like karaoke bar but more daring." Lois commented. "Something like singing and dancing to the songs. Maybe they'll have some Pussycat Dolls songs."
Chloe and Oliver chuckled and then heard multiple muffled voices from Lois' end.
"Shit." Lois whispered.
"Lois?" Chloe asked, concerned.
"Lana and Smallville just heard we're going out and want to come too." Lois told them.
Oliver sighed.
"Alright. They can come too. I'm going to call Kara and then all us girls will go shopping." Chloe said.
"Alright. We'll meet at the mall around 3:00. Bye!" Lois said and hung up.
"Bye." Oliver and Chloe said.
After hanging up, while Chloe called Kara and Jimmy, Oliver called A.C. and told him what was going on and then called Clark. They had to clear up everything before going out tonight.
The elevator opened and Clark stepped out. Chloe and Oliver were standing by the balcony. Oliver had his arm around Chloe's shoulder and her arms were around his waist.
"Hey." Clark said, cautiously.
Oliver and Chloe just nodded.
"Clark, let's get this straight. I love Chloe. She loves me. We're together and nothing or no one is going to come between us. I understand that Chloe and you are close. She's your sidekick; your secret keeper. I get that, and I'm not trying to take her away from you. And last night, you declared your love for her…"
Clark cut Oliver off.
"I didn't mean it! It was the Red K."
"Cut the crap, Clark. We know that it's you on Red K, just without your inhibitions." Chloe snapped.
Clark sighed.
"Chloe, I do love you. I can't change that. And I know you love me too." Clark argued.
"As a brother! Clark, I haven't felt anything more for you for a long time." Chloe said, firmly.
All three took a deep breath, and tried to calm down.
"Clark, we can all be friends. That's what we want, but nothing more can come from this." Chloe said, softly. "Besides, what about Lana? You love her."
"I know. I do. But, what I feel for you can't compare." Clark replied.
"Your love for me is strictly plutonic. You care for me, yes, but it's not the love you feel for Lana." Chloe explained.
"Chloe, I know it's hard to accept. But, with all we've been through, I do care for you as more than a friend. But, I see you're happy with Oliver. I just want you to be happy. And I know he does that. So I won't get in the way. I'd rather be your friend and in your life than not be in it at all." Clark said.
Chloe smiled. "I'd like that."
They both looked at Oliver. He gave a slight nod and Chloe and Clark hugged.
"Chloe, could you give Clark and I a minute alone?" Oliver asked.
Chloe nodded and smiled, and went into the kitchen. Oliver and Clark stared at each other.
"I'm willing to move on from this, Clark, but I want you to remember something. If anything like last night ever happens again, it's going to be hunting season on your ass." Oliver told him.
"Ollie, I just want Chloe to be happy. I can't just turn off my feeling for her. But, I will let her go. You're the one she wants. Just don't hurt her. Or it'll be me you have to answer to." Clark declared.
Both men shook hands and gave little smiles.
"Alright. Well, now that that's cleared up, I need to shower and take care of some business. See you tonight?" Oliver said.
"Sure." Clark said, and left. Chloe came out from the kitchen and smiled.
"Everything alright?"
"Yep. It's all good. But now, Goldilocks, it's time for us not to smell so sweaty. How about you join me for a shower?" Oliver suggested, seductively.
He put his arms around her waist and pulled her closer to him. He captured her lips and kissed her. His tongue stroking hers softly. Her arms went around his neck to the back of his head to keep him in place. He trailed his kisses to her ear and nibbled at her earlobe.
"Mmm, Ollie." She moaned. "As good as that would be, I do have a few things to get done. I have to call Andrea and get in touch with the Daily Planet."
"C'mon, Chlo." He whispered in her ear. "You know you want to."
He continued to kiss his way down to her neck, while snaking his hands under her top. She stopped his hands, and pulled her head back to look at him. He groaned.
"Sorry. But, if I want to go meet the girls at 3:00, I have to do this now." She kissed him again. He sighed.
"Fine. I'll shower on my own. But you owe me."
Chloe giggled and watched as he disappeared into the bedroom to get to the bathroom. She picked up the phone and was just about to dial Andrea, when the intercom rang.
"Hello?"
"Delivery for Chloe Sullivan."
Chloe buzzed up the delivery boy. He gave her a bouquet of roses; all different colors. She tipped him and put the flowers down. She wondered if Oliver had sent them, or maybe Clark. But when she opened the card, she noticed the writing wasn't Oliver's or Clark's. She knew it was someone's who she hadn't seen in a long time.
Chloe,
Thought you might like these. I'm back for you. Told you I would be. You will be mine again. See you soon. Xox.
Chloe's legs gave out from under her.
'No,' she thought, 'it can't be him. It just can't.'
She started to hyperventilate. But, calmed herself down. She ran her hands over her face and through her hair.
'Okay, Chloe, get up. Get rid of these flowers. Go out tonight, and tell Oliver tomorrow.' Chloe told herself.
She stood and shredded the flowers and quickly as possible and put the vase under the sink. She hid the card in her book safe under her dresser. She just needed to get through tonight and then tomorrow would be a whole different ball game.
