Title: Penance 5/?

Author:Smileeface

Fandom: Smallville AU

Pairings: Chloe/Oliver, Chloe/Clark(friendship)

Rating: PG13

Disclaimer: I do not own Smallville/DC or the characters. I am just playing with them.

Summary: Penance: an act of self-abasement, mortification, or devotion performed to show sorrow or repentance for sin. I am really not like Chloe's story arc so I've decided to change it a little to suit my own needs. That's what fan fiction is right? LOL

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About an hour after she had fallen asleep, Clark had began to lightly dose off himself. It's been a tough couple of weeks and the stress had finally begun to take its toll on him. He was however, woken up by Chloe's softly spoken voice. "Oliver," She whispered in her sleep. Clark heard the longing in her whisper. He hoped that Oliver understood what a treasure she was and he hoped that Oliver returned her feelings. Chloe was due for some happiness as was Oliver. He knew that they would bring happiness to each other so long as they allowed their feelings for each other to grow; they being the stubborn people that they are. Clark brushed the hair from her face as it fell onto her cheek and smiled when her heard her softly moan, "hmmm, Oliver." He knew where her dreams were headed and that he should take her upstairs but he still didn't want to give up this time with her just yet. It was good to have her back home. He sat with her until the light of dawn crept into the sky. Carefully as the light crept through the window, he carried her up the stairs to his old room and placed her into is childhood bed. He hoped that she would manage a few more hours of sleep before reality snuck back into to her consciousness.

After Clark brought Chloe upstairs he managed to get a couple of hour's worth of sleep himself. When he awoke, the smell of coffee filled his nostrils. His eyes slowly lifted and there Chloe stood, dressed and ready for the morning holding a cup of coffee with her "Chloe" smile upon her face. Clark couldn't help but smile back as he took the welcoming mug. "Thanks, Chlo. It looks like I was more tired than I thought I was. What time is it?" He said as he took his first sip of the bitter brew.

"It's nearly 8am. I figured you would have to be getting up soon to do the chores here. Some things never change." She said with a smile and he couldn't help but tease her a little.

"Yeah some things like my chores never change, but some things do. Um say, like the names that you whisper when you are asleep."

Chloe blushed. The pink infused her cheeks so quickly that Clark could help but chuckle at her discomfort.

"It wasn't that long ago that I was the star of your dreams, it looks like I've been replaced by a six foot something blond who lives in a clock. Oh how the times have changed…yes, the pun was intended." He chuckled as her blush deepened.

"Clark," she squeaked out. He wasn't supposed to know that she dreamt of him let alone that she dreams about Oliver. She knew she talked in her sleep, but oh what has she divulged while she was dreaming. This was so not good. How many times has she fallen asleep over at Oliver's place. What if someone besides Clark has over heard her dreaming of Oliver? This was not good…not good at all. "Clark, this is not funny." She reprimanded him as she picked up a pillow at the end of his bed. "Stop laughing, this is not funny! This is so totally embarrassing and you are enjoying every minute!" She hurled the pillow at his head; unfortunately for her, he was too quick and caught it before it hit its mark one handed; he didn't even spill a drop of the coffee that he held in his other hand.

"So, you and Oliver huh?" Clark smirked as asked while he sat up and took another sip of coffee his eyes never leaving her face.

"What exactly did I say, Clark?"

"Hmm, let me see. There was,' He hitched his voice higher in a breathy girly tone that he had intended to mimic as Chloe's voice, "Oh Oliver." He paused dramatically and smirked before he continued, "Then there was an," In a lower more drawn out erotic girly voice he mimicked Chloe, "'Oliver.' Then there was…"

"Ok, ok I get it." Her cheeks were a bright fuchsia that was traveling up to her ears as well as down her neck. He had never actually had the pleasure of teasing his friend this way…he had to admit, he liked it. He would have to catalog this away for a later time and date. Being able to illicit this kind of reaction from her was fun, he now understood why the guys teased her all the time.

"So, one of the questions that I have for you is how did that dream rate next to the dreams that I was the star in?" He beamed his Clark Kent smile at her.

"CLARK!" She said aghast that he would actually want to be compared to Oliver, but laughed because one, she realized that he was just teasing and two, whether he realized it or not, he was actually curious. Men she thought, be they human or alien always have to whip out their dicks to see whose is larger. 'Must be a primal thing,' she thought. She giggled, "Well, it's too bad that you will never know. I can't believe that I was talking in my sleep; I haven't done that in years. Oh God!" The smile left her face, "I wonder how long I've been doing that? You don't think that I've talked in my sleep while I was with Davis, do you Clark? Oh God! Oliver could be in trouble or you. I could have put Oliver or you or one of the guys in danger just by talking in my sleep. Davis or rather Doomsday is extremely territorial…if he even suspected that I was looking at someone else he would try to rip him apart. Clark, you have to call Oliver and warn him…as embarrassing as it is, you will have to tell him that he and the team may have been compromised because of my big mouth."

Clark realized, all teasing aside, Chloe was right. She could have talked in her sleep about Oliver, about the team, and about him. Davis already knew about him, but the team was a different story. He had to call Oliver right now. He moved to stand but Chloe was sitting on the edge of his bed and she had to move in order for him to get up. She was lost in thought. He could see that the thought that she had put her 'boys' in danger was weighing heavily on her. Clark could feel her dismay pulsing off of her in waves.

"Umm, Chlo…you have to move in order for me to get up." He smiled at her.

"Oh. Sorry, Clark. My mind was stuck on Doomsday." She looked at him; her green eyes radiated sorrow and regret. "I should have stayed with him, Clark. I should have stayed with him until the end of this. I just…I just couldn't. I was selfish and now all of you, all the people that I love and care about are in danger. You all are in danger because I couldn't finish out my mission."

"Chloe, how many times do I have to tell you, this wasn't your mission. Doomsday…to take care of him is going to take a team effort. Thank you for giving us time to come up with a plan, but it didn't work. We were too concerned about finding you to come up with a plan on how we were going to defeat him. Now, let's not dwell here, you've made mistakes; we've made mistakes…let's just move on from here. But from here on out we are a team. You can not go off again like you did before, it is counter productive. You have to give me your word that you won't do that again."

"Clark, I can't do that. If I have to leave with Davis again, you and I both know that I will not even hesitate if it will save you or the others. I just should have told you what I was doing before I did it. I just thought that you all would work on finding away to rid the world of Doomsday. I didn't think that you all would waste the time looking for me. I figured if I told you that I was willingly leaving with him because I was in love with him that you would not try to find me. Does that make sense, Clark?"

"No, Chloe it doesn't. You should know by now that you are one of the most important people in my life as well as the teams' lives. You are important to us, Chlo, would you please get that through your head." He said frustrated. He couldn't understand why she would constantly think of herself as unimportant. It was a flaw that she had to work out quickly. "Now, you have to at least promise me that you won't go off with him without telling someone, me preferably. But I have to call Oliver and warn him, so you have to get up." He looked at her and offered a small smile.

"Thanks, Clark." She leaned over and kissed his cheek before getting off the bed. "You are the best friend a girl could ever ask for. I promise you that I will not leave again with out telling you why. That's the best I can do." She said as she walked to the door.

"Chloe?" He called to her.

"Yeah," she turned as she opened the door.

"I really did miss you, and so did Oliver. Oh, and can you toss me my cell? It's on the dresser."

"Sure and thanks, Clark." She said to his as she tossed his phone to him and left.

Tbc…

A/N: Constructive feedback is always appreciated! Thanks for reading! :)