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Oliver Queen kept turning that ring in his palms over and over again.
He still couldn't believe what had happened. He couldn't reconcile with the fact that he would never see her again. That he would never see their child.
He hid his face in hands...
THUMP!
The loud clatter to the door made him jump from his chair. He opened the door and collapsed on the ground, knocked down with a strong blow on the jaw.
Alex, boiling over with anger, stormed in and slammed the door behind him.
Oliver Queen got up with an effort, massaging his aching jaw. Blood dripped from the corner of his mouth. His gaze turned toward the unexpected guest. "I should have guessed that only you could call yourself 'Diffidere,'" he said. "It's Latin, right?"
"You bastard," Alex hissed through clenched teeth. His flaming blue eyes would have burned holes through any Lang or Kent.
"Certainly Latin; I remember how we studied it at school." Oliver wiped blood from his face. "You came to reminisce?"
"Only to remind you of a your wrongs. You're the only one capable of seducing a girl, then abandoning her without a word. You didn't even mind that you left behind a child and a broken heart!" Alex aimed another blow, but this time Oliver blocked him and threw a punch of his own.
"Why does it concern you?!" he growled, hitting Alex's side and sending him to the ground. "You're the same as I!" He bent over Alex to further injure him.
Alex took advantage of that moment to grasp his leg and knock him over to the floor. "That's where you're wrong!" he shouted, delivering next blow. "I've never pretended to be a blond angel, and never would I abandon my own child!"
"Oh yeah, you're saint!"
"You didn't see what I had to. You didn't dig the grave for the baby! You didn't see his mother's suffering!" Alex roared, but the pain in his voice was evident.
Oliver didn't answer. For the next minute, the only sound in the room was a sound of blows meted out.
One-way blows.
Alex stopped. Queen wasn't defending himself.
Alex breathed and got up, his knuckles red from Oliver's blood. Oliver slowly picked up himself from the floor, and, not looking at Alex, sat down on the sofa. "Why?" Alex asked.
"Because I deserved it," Oliver stated, not raising his eyes. "Because I deserved much more than a few punches."
Alex just stared.
Queen hung his head even lower and asked, "Was it a boy or girl?"
Alex swallowed. "Boy," he whispered. "His name was Johnny."
Queen nodded. Alex felt his anger leaving. This man sitting before him was already broken; nothing could hurt him more. Alex moved toward the exit.
"You have something very special here, Diffidere," Oliver's voice stopped him at the door. "Don't waste it as I did."
Alex nodded his head and the ghost of the smile appeared on his lips as he closed the door quietly. Neither of the men had to add that the Alex's secret was still safe.
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It was an hour later when Alex moored the boat and looked at his home. There was a light in the window, and he felt warmth at the thought that somebody was waiting for him. He opened the door quietly and stopped in the doorway.
Chloe slept in the armchair by the fireplace. She'd had to fall asleep waiting for him. Alex carefully approached her and crouched down beside his wife. Lines of worry were visible on her face, and Alex felt a twinge of guilt because he knew they were his fault.
He lifted her gently from the hair and cradled her in his arms.
"Alex?" she murmured drowsily, nestling into him.
"Shhhh," he whispered back, kissing her forehead. "Time for bed, sleepyhead." He smiled, seeing that she was trying to open her sleepy eyes.
"I waited for you," she whispered.
"I'm here; everything is fine," he said laying her on the bed and tucking her in. "I'm here," he repeated, gently stroking her hair.
"Don't leave without a word ever again," she begged quietly, catching his hand and gently moving her palms against his bloodied knuckles.
"I won't," he promised.
She raised her green eyes on him and smiled mischievously "Who won?"
Alex smirked.
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"Alex!" Chloe shouted, startled, after her husband had once again has pulled her up from under the water.
"Come on, you already know how to swim," he teased.
"Yes, but I would prefer to do it on the surface, not underwater." Chloe leaned back and floated on the surface of water.
The week had passed since Oliver Queen had left Smallville, and everything in their marriage had returned to normal. Chloe itched sometimes to ask what exactly had happened between them, but she ignored that idea. After all, the past didn't have significance to her, only the wonderful present counted.
"Watch out, or you'll fall asleep!" Alex splashed water on her.
"You know that it means war! " she called, once again in the upright position and ready to splash him back.
Alex laughed and dove under water.
"You won't escape that easily!" Chloe shouted, setting off in pursuit.
The battle lasted for a few minutes before Alex gained an advantage and trapped her with her back to his torso. "You giving up?" he asked.
"Never!" Chloe cried, trying to break away from his grip. Alex only smirked as he moved his hands to her sides. "No! Stop!" Chloe couldn't stop laughing; she was incredibly ticklish, and Alex intended to exploit it fully.
"I give up! I surrender!" Chloe gasped when her sides began aching from the laughter.
"That was easy," Alex stated, turning her in his arms so they were face to face.
"Guess what?" Chloe smiled and whispered into his ear. "The winner prepares supper!"
Alex burst out laughing and Chloe lightly passed her finger over the scar on his lip. "When the river freezes over in the winter, I'll teach you to skate."
Chloe was amazed, was there anything he couldn't do? "You can skate?"
Alex tapped the scar lightly. "When I was a child, I loved to play hockey," he explained.
Chloe felt butterflies in her stomach. For the first time, she had learned something about his past. She'd never asked about it under the terms of the agreement, but she was happy that he trusted her enough to share it with her at his free will.
"Did it hurt?" she asked
"Only my pride. The team lost a point because of me." Alex smiled, watching her and brushing his finger against her lips. "But I won't let you have any scars."
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