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Title: Penance 10/?
Author:Smileeface
Fandom: Smallville AU
Pairings: Chloe/Oliver,
Rating: PG(for now)
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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A/N: Sorry that this is soo short an update, I have been so busy since I've gotten back. Not to mention I've been a little lazy about typing up the story. I've got it mostly completed but it's in my notebook not on my computer. LOL I really hate typing up my stories. I'm getting it done though…slowly.
Question:
I do have a question that I would like for you all to answer if you don't mind? I wrote a scene at the very beginning of this fic. It was the scene that actually inspired this fic, it's a bit graphic, at least I think it's a little too graphic for my tastes which was why I deleted it from my original post. It is the scene that shows what happened between Chloe and Davis. I mean, what made her leave him and scream for Clark. Now, I can post it for you because I will be referencing that night in later chapters or I can leave it to your imaginations. What would you guys like to do?
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Clark caught up with Chloe without any problems on the street leading to the Isis foundation.
"Chloe!" He called to her as she walked quickly away from Oliver's clock tower and towards the Isis building. She stopped in mid stride and waited for Clark to catch up to her. She knew that he could have caught up to her easily without her having to stop but she stopped anyway. She gazed briefly up at the clock tower wondering if Oliver regretted not coming after her. Then she shook her head to clear away her relationship drama and focus on the task at hand…how can she destroy Doomsday without Clark getting Davis's blood on his hand. She couldn't allow Clark to taint his morals, she had to figure out how to save the man but kill the beast. She causally dried the tears that still leaked from behind her lashes as she turned her face up to look at him. Without a moment's hesitation he wrapped his strong arms around her tiny frame, shielding her from the world. She remained in his embrace only moments this time, having already steeled herself against the pain.
"Clark," She said to him as she pulled out of his embrace, "thanks for this, but we don't have time for comfort. We have to find Davis before Oliver does." She turned and began walking again, the Isis Foundation only minutes from Oliver's.
"We don't have to worry about Oliver any more, Chlo. I told him to leave Metropolis. I told him that we, you and I, could take care of Doomsday ourselves and that we didn't need him."
Chloe stopped walking and turned to look at Clark in surprise, "And you really think that he's packing up to leave?" She asked, surly he couldn't be as naive as that, she thought to herself. "Clark, this is Oliver Queen we're talking about. Do you really think that he'd just up and leave because you told him to get out? He doesn't take orders very well, especially since he thinks he's the alpha male of this pack of Justice Do-gooders."
"Well, let's just say that I did more than just tell him to leave." He looked down at Chloe hoping that she would silently understand what he was trying to communicate to her. "I was angry Chlo, at the way he was treating you. He deserved it."
"Deserved what, Clark?" She looked at him expectantly.
"Well, I sort of threatened him." He said in a low voice.
"You what?" She stopped walking and looked up at him.
"I threatened him. I told him that he'd better not still be in Metropolis once Doomsday's been taken care of because if he were still here then he'd be next."
"Ok, let me get this straight," she giggled at the daftness of this situation, "You threatened to do what exactly, Clark? Beat up the boy who dumped me? I thought you stopped doing that in the 8th grade. Clark, Oliver's needed here as much as you are. He's a hero in his own right, Clark. It takes a lot of courage and guts to do what he does. Just because he and I are on the outs doesn't mean that you can threaten to beat him up. I love you, you big lug, but we just may need Oliver's help with this and you what, Clark? You banished him." Chloe laughed at the absurdity of the whole situation. Not even twenty minutes before had she just told Oliver that he would never be the hero that Clark would be and out here on the sidewalk she stands sticking up for Oliver telling Clark that Oliver was a hero as much as he was. Sometimes she wished that she had normal men in her life, dealing with heroes and their egos on a daily basis is exhausting.
"Chloe, he was acting like a spoiled child, even you said so. I really didn't like the way he spoke to you and I can only image the things he said to you in the study. He needs to apologize to you." Clark pouted a little, acting a bit like a child that he accused Oliver of acting like.
"Clark, there is more going on here than you are aware of." She closed her eyes, happy flashes of her and Oliver sped across her mind's eye quickly replaced by the nightmare that happened the other night with Davis. She shivered in revulsion and snapped her eyes open. Concentrate on the here and now, she told herself as she focused on Clark's voice.
"I figured there was, Chloe. I'm not stupid. I know that something happened between you and Oliver…something dramatic that changed your whole relationship dynamic. You are keeping way too many things to yourself lately. You used to tell me these things. You used to tell me all about your crushes and what was going on in your life. Now, the only way I can get you to talk to me is if you're asleep or in trouble, and even then I only get half the story. So tell me, Chloe, tell me what's going on?"
"Clark, there's too much to tell and now is not the time to spill my guts. We have a timeline; I don't want any more people to get hurt. Clark, I need to do this. I have to focus my mind on saving Davis and not on what happened with him or with Oliver. Once we have destroyed the beast and everyone's safe, maybe then I will let myself have the break down that has been coming for a long time. I promise you after all this, we will talk, ok. But for now, let's get inside and figure out how we are going to save the man and kill the beast."
"Fine Chloe, but this conversation isn't over. After all this is taken care of you and I are going to have a long chat." She shook her head yes and hugged him tightly, she didn't tell Clark but she didn't think she was going to be coming back from this last mission. It was just a feeling that she had but it was strong. It was why it was so easy to tell the guys to back Oliver. To pretend that she had never existed as a member of the team. And even if she did manage to survive what she was sure was coming after her; she wasn't sure if once she let herself stop and think about what had happened…what the beast had done to her, if she would ever be the same. But for now, everything depended upon her keeping her focus and forgetting about what had happen. "Come on, Chlo," Clark shook her from her dark thoughts before they could take root and distract her, "let's get into Isis. I have an idea about how we can defeat the beast but save the man and I need to bounce it off of my best friend." He smiled down at her and looped his arm around her shoulders, he always marveled at how little she really was compared to him. She may be little he thought, but she was a power house to be dealt with, a real spit fire, and he was proud that he could call her his friend.
Clark and Chloe walked silently into the Isis building unaware of man in the dark blue hoody standing in the shadows of the alley across the street. His red eyes followed them. She had returned to Metropolis just as he knew she would; only she was not alone. No, she was with him, the one he was sent to destroy. She was betraying him, plotting to kill him with his enemy. The beast inside Davis roared to life, clawing at his insides fighting to be released. That was its mate walking with another, with the enemy. Davis knew that he had to get control over the beast; he couldn't let what happened the other night happen again. It sickened Davis to think that he had lost control with Chloe the way he had that night and he vowed that he wouldn't lose his control over the beast again with her. As repentant as he was for what he had done to her; Davis and the beast within him needed her for their continued survival.
Tbc…
A/N: Constructive feedback is always appreciated! Thanks for reading! :)
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