Notes: Yay, all done. This is short and doesn't have a lot to it. So I hope you aren't dissappointed in it, but I didn't really have much left to really offer. So from this point I would like to finish Seeing Her, I thinnk I might have an additional chapter for Movivng On. Maybe. And I have a one shot in mind. So we'll see what's next. Thanks to everyone for their reviews. I'm glad I was able to see this alll the way through.

"Mr. Queen."

Oliver took a stack of messages and the portfolio from the older woman who was blocking the entrance to his office. He sighed and shoved the messages in his pocket. "Hold my calls."

"Yes sir. Ms. Sullivan is in your office."

Oliver nodded and felt some of the weight lift from his shoulders at the thought of Chloe waiting behind his door. When he opened the it he smiled to himself. "Comfortable?"

Chloe grinned up at him. "Very."

Oliver shut the door and tossed the portfolio to the side. "You know there is a sofa."

"But I would imagine you spent more money on your own chair then any other one in Queen Towers. Which would make me believe that it is the most comfortable." Chloe unfolded her legs and stood up, slipping her shoes back on.

"I can't fault you there." Oliver slid out of his jacket and tossed it to the side. "I'm sorry about lunch."

"It's okay." She stopped in front of him and proceeded to undo the knot of his tie. She waited for him to say something, but he watched her in silence. "What's wrong?"

"Would it be neglectful of me to screw off returning phone calls and reviewing the end of the day stats to go back home with you and crawl into bed?" Her small hands slid up his chest and wrapped around his neck.

Chloe pulled is head down and pressed a kiss to his forehead. "What's wrong?"

"Money." Her hands caressed his face and he closed her eyes. "Luthorcorp. Everything." He opened his eyes and stared back down at her. "I know it's Lex."

"You don't know for sure. Tess doesn't exactly play fair."

"I know you don't believe that." Oliver wrapped his hands around her wrists and pulled her hands away.

Over the past month he had worried over nothing but Lex, determined that it was only a matter of time before he struck out at them in some way. "I don't know Oliver. I mean we can't confirm anything, even with all of the resources we have. All we can do is wait and see."

"Your serious right? Wait?" Oliver stepped back from her, no longer wanting her comfort. Her comfort always made him feel safe, complacent. It wasn't the time for that, not when Lex could be out there somewhere. "You mean like when Lex tried to get me killed. Should I wait for that?" Hurt flashed through her eyes and she look away from him. Oliver grabbed her chin in his hand and forced her to look at him. "Or maybe I should wait for him to kill you?" She tried to wrench her face away from him but he wouldn't release her. "I'm sure you've done enough on your own to put yourself on Lex's radar. Don't you think now that we're public you've moved up a few notches?"

"Stop." Chloe grabbed his hand and pulled them away. He released her, but she knew it was within his ability no to. He was troubled, that she could see, but that still didn't make it right. She turned from him and walked to where she dropped her purse. "If you don't want my comfort that's fine, but I won't stay to be your punching bag." A hand wrapped around her arm and she stilled.

"I'm sorry." He could see her body tense and he sighed. The last thing he should have been doing was pushing her away. "I didn't mean it like that." But she still didn't turn around. "I don't want to be responsible for something happening to you, not when it was within my power to stop it." Oliver gently pulled at her arm, forcing her to turn and face him. "I can't have anything happen to you. You are the most important thing in my life."

"Nothing is going to happen." But even she wasn't sure of her own words.

"Chloe, nothing you could say is going to ease my worries." He released her arms and cradled her face in both his hands. "I love you, I worry every day that I could lose you."

She'd known he felt it, but it meant so much more to hear him say it. "I love you too." His arms enveloped her, pulling her close to his body. "Do you know how often I'm waiting for the ball to drop, worried that something will happen to you? Everything has been so perfect. I worry all the time that just when I'm happy again I'll lose you. Every night that you go out I worry, scared that you won't come back."

Oliver sighed and rest his cheek on the top of her head. He could hear the tears in her voice as she spoke. He hadn't any right to lash out at her as he had. Not when he knew what pain he put her through and she never said a word. "I'm sorry."

"What if one of those nights that you sneak out and don't even wake me up some thug puts a bullet in you and I won't even know. It's in my head all the time, you laying there dying, and I wouldn't know." Chloe fisted his shirt in one of her hands and slapped his chest. "I love you so much and that makes it hurt even more."

He tightened his arms around her and not knowing what to say just let her cry. Her body shook against him and gasped for breath as she cried. Oliver squeezed his eyes shut, wishing that he hadn't been responsible for her tears. They both knew what they were getting into in the beginning and she would no sooner leave him then he would leave her. But it still wasn't right that she had to put up with him. A lesser person wouldn't, but that's why he had been drawn to her in the first place. When her crying had ceased he gently pushed her away and looked into her tear stained eyes. "I'm going to take you back to my place."

"You need to work." Chloe wiped her face and sniffled.

"Do you really think I can work and let you go home like this? Besides, I have a computer and phone at home you know." Oliver brushed golden strands of hair behind her ears. "Let me just take you home."

There was a hint of pleading in his voice that she could not ignore. He needed her just as much as she needed him. Chloe nodded and found she was able to smile up at him again. His fingers threaded through her hair and grasped the back of her head. She met him half way for a gently kiss.

"I love you." Oliver said again against her lips. "I swear I won't ever leave you."

Chloe smiled against his lips. "I love you too. "