How poor are they who have not patience! What wound wound did ever heal but by degrees --William Shakspeare


Chapter 4

It would be impossible to describe two people more wrapped up in each other than Chloe and Oliver. Their bodies were entwined, their heartbeats matching beat for beat, and their breath mingled as they breathed in. It was for perhaps this reason that they didn't hear the lift arriving, but another reason could be that they didn't want to hear it. Both Chloe and Oliver knew that they would eventually have to leave the idle that they had found and face reality, but neither knew they would have to face it so soon.

The elevator arrived just as Oliver lifted Chloe up against his hips. His hands were securely placed under her bottom, and she had wrapped her legs around his hips.

The two people who stepped off could only stare in shock at the pair. Neither of them had known something was going on between Oliver and Chloe, and this was quite a surprise.

"Whoa," was the word that finally woke Chloe and Oliver up. They both froze and then slowly broke apart as Oliver lowered her to the floor. They turned and saw A.C. and Bart standing there with identical expressions of surprise. It was A.C. who had spoken, wanting to stop them before they went too far in front of him and Bart.

And now they all stood there looking at each other waiting for someone to speak first.

"Chloelicious, say it isn't so!" Bart moaned, breaking the tension in the room.

A.C. began to laugh and so did Chloe. Even Oliver saw the humor in the moment and cracked a smile. He was more embarrassed than anything else, he didn't want his men to see him as vulnerable, but when it came to Chloe he was certainly that.

Chloe tried to control her smile. "Sorry Bart, you made me wait too long."

A.C. laughed at Bart's crestfallen look. He finally turned to Oliver and said, "Sorry for interrupting bro, we, uh, had to come back here and get the specs for the next project. We didn't mean to intrude."

Oliver nodded, walking over to the command center and getting another flash drive out of the drawer which he tossed to A.C. Chloe wondered dimly just how many projects the Justice League was working on at once.

Chloe tried to ignore the accusing looks Bart was shooting her way.

"So are you two a couple now?" He asked sulkily.

Chloe didn't know how to answer; she looked at Oliver who had returned to her side. He took her hand with a smile and lifted an eyebrow as if to say 'It's your decision'. Chloe looked over at Bart and nodded her head. "Yes, we are."

Bart looked even worse as Chloe said that. He knew he had no chance of competing against Oliver.

A.C. seemed to sense that it was now time to leave. "Well, congrats you two. We are just going to be going." He steered Bart to the elevator who was mumbling about 'seeing her first'.

After the boys left, Oliver looked down at their joined hands and smiled. "It's going to be all over the League by morning, you know that right?"

Chloe shrugged. "Well, at least we won't have to tell them ourselves."

Oliver gently began to rub the back of her hand with his thumb. "What about Lois and…Clark?"

"Well, I think it is safe to say Lois won't hear about it for a while. I will figure something out with her. Hopefully she will date someone one new soon so she won't be as upset. I will tell her Oliver, it just might take some time."

"And Clark?"

"I don't know. As far as we know, Bart might already be at the farm telling him."

"He won't," Oliver said.

"How do you know?"

"Because Clark is a hero in Bart's eyes. He won't want to be the one to tell him about what happened here."

Chloe sighed. "I just don't think I can tell him by myself."

Oliver cupped her face with his hand. "So we'll tell him together."

Chloe beamed at him. "You would do that for me?"

Oliver lowered his face to the side of her cheek and kissed her lightly. He whispered against her skin, "I would do anything for you."

As he pulled back and Chloe looked in his eyes, she smiled. "You know, I believe that."

"Good," Oliver said with a smile. "I have been waiting for you for such a long time."

"How long?"

"Since the first moment I met you." Oliver whispered. "Hell, that's a lie. I have always been waiting for you. Ever since my parents died, I have felt so alone. So much of my life involved pretending. Pretending that I was okay, pretending that I was happy, pretending that I didn't miss them with an incredible emptiness, but then you came along and I didn't have to pretend any longer. And when I finally realized that I could just be Oliver with you, well, it was the best day of my life and I have been willing to wait ever since."

Chloe smiled at him as her insides were turning. She suddenly realized that she loved him. She didn't know when it had happened, but it had. He had taken every empty space in her heart and filled it with himself. And now all she could see was Oliver. She didn't know what they would do about Clark or Lois, but she knew she wouldn't mind any consequences if Ollie would stand by her side.

In a way she was grateful for Bart and A.C. showing up like they did. They took the decision out of her hands. If it had been up to her, she would have never had enough courage to go after what she wanted, and she would have ended up missing out on one of the greatest chances of her life.

Chloe looked up into Oliver's eyes and whispered, "The wait is over, for both of us."

He smiled, bent down, and kissed her. As his lips touched hers, Chloe thought dimly that it was just like coming home.

The End


A/N: Well, that's the end. This was originally meant to be a one shot around the first Chapter, but it grew and grew. I have another story, much longer, for Chlollie that I want to start and will soon. This was so much fun to write and I hope everyone enjoyed it. Please review!