It felt strange walking into the watch tower. She hadn't stepped one foot into that building since the day that she and Clark had said goodbye. It was different now. The bloodstains were gone, there was a white sofa, a little kitchen area, and computer monitors everywhere. It's a place that the old Chloe would have loved to have called home. However, the new Chloe thought it felt cold and lonely. She felt sorry for anyone that had to stay there.

She traced the wooded desk with her fingertips as she walked over to the huge, circular, stain glass window that over looked the city. It was still a beautiful view that took her breath away like the first day she every looked out of it. She closed her eyes and for that one instant she could feel Jimmy's presence there with her. She allowed the tears to fall down her cheek in his memory. She still had a small hole in her heart for him. A hole she was sure that it would always be there. He deserved so much more than she was ever able to give him.

The door opened and Chloe turned to see a familiar face that she hadn't seen in years. She smiled and wiped away her tears quickly.

"Well, of all the beautiful blondes that I know, you're the last one that I ever thought I would find in my tower."

Chloe laughed. "Well, Mr. Queen, I do believe this is still my tower."

"Yeah. I guess you're right." He grinned. "Get over here and give me a hug."

She met him half way, wrapping her arms around him. He rested his chin on the top of her head. It had been too long since he had been able to hold her close. He remembered the long nights that they spent working alongside of one another, protecting the world around them. Now she was gone and he missed her so.

He pulled back, keeping her at arms lengths. "So, what brings you back here?"

"A long story."

"How about I order us some Chinese food and we hear that story?"

She nodded. It would be nice to tell someone about what was going on with Clark.

Chloe kicked her high heels off and took a seat on the sofa. She took a sip of her white wine and leaned back. The food was delicious and the company was nice. Oliver tossed the last of the food into the trash can and took his seat next to her on the sofa.

"What's going on?"

She hesitated a moment. She needed a second to see where she should start at. "My life is great, Oliver. For the first time ever, I can take a deep breath and it doesn't sting. I feel complete and like I have a purpose."

"You've always had a purpose, Chloe."

"Yeah." She sighed. "Watch Tower."

"Your were more than that. You were our family."

She traced the rim of the glass, staring at her diamond ring. "I'm getting married." She didn't know why she just blurted that out. She supposed she just needed to say it. That maybe saying it would make it feel real.

"Wow." He grinned. "Who's the lucky guy?"

"Bruce Wayne."

Oliver Queen knew who he was. They had met a few times at fund raisers. "Bruce, huh?"

"He is everything that I have ever wanted. When he looks at me, he sees me. He doesn't look through me to see the girl standing behind me."

Oliver nodded. He knew how many times Clark had hurt Chloe. "You came back here to tell me this."

"No." She looked into Oliver's eyes. "I came back because I need you to tell Clark to stop coming to me. Tell him that it's best if he leaves me alone. To just let me be happy."

"Okay, I am lost."

"He comes to me. He tells me that he needs my help and as soon as someone-else calls out my name, he vanishes."

Oliver stood up and walked over to one of the monitors. "Chloe, Clark has been MIA for the past two weeks. He was doing a job one night and he went off of the radar. We have been looking for him every since."

Chloe stood to her feet, dropping the wine glass on the floor. How could he be MIA? What was going on? Her heart fell to the pit of her stomach. She knew that Clark was in trouble.