Chloe held a bunch of flowers with her as she knocked on the door of the hospital room. She was answered quickly as she walked in. He looked nearly senile, lying in that bed amongst the white. He motioned for her to walk over, which she did slowly.
"Are they for me?" He asked.
"Yeah...."
"Chloe, I know I don't deserve your forgivness. But please, let me try. I know I shouldn't have, I realise that!"
"I'm not sure if I can ever forgive ou Gabe."
"That hurts, Chloe. Call me dad, please."
"You might be my father, but you're not my dad." Her eyes were cold as she held her arm over the bandage.
"Damn it Chloe!" he stopped, closing his eye as if to gain control. "I'm on drugs now. Luthor provided them, to stop a lawsuit. I can control it now!"
"That's why she left isn't it? She couldn't handel your yelling and screaming. Because every time someone pushes the right buttons, you drink, you yell, and you hit. She was a strong person constantly pushing your buttons. So you tried it on her, and she left. She couldn't handel it and I just reminded her of that. She left me because of you!"
The hatred was now vivid in her eyes, cold tears falling from her face. Gabe looked at her with anger, fear, then defeate. "All right. I understand. I'm going to have to earn your trust."
Chloe turned his back on him and walked back out the door, into the waiting arms of Clark. He rocked her gently as sh started sobbing.
"Hey, it's ok. You did good."
"My councillor says I needed to face him. It was so hard."
"He can't hurt you anymore, not while you're with me. Nothing is going to change that."
She knew he was ight. No matter what happened, she would have her friends, and she would have Clark. He wouldn't let anything happen to her.