Chloe stood outside of the building made of lead. She knew this would be the only place that Clark could be kept. She glanced down at the ring on her hand once again. She loved Bruce Wayne more than she had ever loved anyone. She wanted the life that she was living now. She wanted to be happy ever after, with children and the mini-van. She took a deep breath and walked around the building, looking for a way in. She felt a sharp pain as something stabbed her in the neck. Her eyes fluttered, before giving up and closing. Her body went limp and she was out like a light.
NEXT:
Bruce had made his way to watch tower when his pilot told him about Chloe's one way trip to Metropolis. It wasn't like Chloe and since their conversation, he couldn't shake the feeling that something was wrong. He swung open the door to the watch tower. His heart pounding, his knees weak. "Chloe,…." He screamed. "Chloe…."
Oliver started down the stairs with a folder in his hands. "Bruce? What brings you here?"
"Oliver? What are you doing here?"
"I am leasing this place from Chloe." He placed the folder on the desk. "I hear congratulations are in order. She is an amazing woman. You are lucky."
Bruce closed his eyes to remember the day he asked her to marry him. How happy he was when she said yes. He reopened them and a tear filled them. "She never returned home, Oliver. Where is she?"
Oliver looked confused. "She left here this morning. I came by to bring her breakfast and she was gone. I figured that she went home."
Bruce walked over and took a seat on the white sofa. He couldn't stand any longer. "Why would she even come here? She told me how much pain this place brought her. How she wanted to wash away every memory that she had."
Oliver poured Bruce a glass of brandy and handed it to him. "Clark. She came back for Clark."
Bruce felt the dagger ripping through his soul. She came back for the guy that she had loved enough to die for. The guy that hurt her over and over again. She came back for his only competition.
Chloe felt like the room was spinning out of control when she began to come around. She blinked twice to focus on the man sitting in the corner across from her. His image became clearer and she could see Clark. He sat on the floor with his arms crossed and his legs stretched out in front of him. His face was emotionless just like the night that she told him goodbye.
"Clark?" She said, standing to her feet and hurrying to his side. "Are you okay?"
"Why are you here?" His voice sent chills all over her body.
She bit her bottom lip. Here she was about to give up everything to save his life and he was still as cold and empty as ever. "I came to help you."
He stood up and walked away from her. "I don't need your help, Chloe."
"Well, I beg to differ, Clark. For the past few weeks you have haunted me." She made her way over to the cot where she was laying and took a seat. She was feeling nauseated and she wasn't sure if it was from the drug she was injected with, or the thought of Clark being an empty shell of himself. "Do you know who's behind this?"
"No." He turned to look at her. "Why, Chloe? Why after ever thing that we said, did you come looking for me?"
"I would like to think that if something was wrong with me, that you would come after me. That you would put aside whatever differences that we had and you would save me."
"You have a lot of faith in me, Chloe." He paced back over to his corner, trying his best to not make eye contact. "If I were you, I wouldn't count on me to do anything Nobel."
Chloe laughed. "Clark, I know that for some reason, you believe that you're not human. That you have embraced this darker alien part of you." She stood up and walked over to him, turning him to face her. "But I know that the Clark Kent that I knew and loved is in there somewhere."
"You shouldn't have came."
"But I did." She looked around the room. "And from the looks of it, neither one of us are getting out of here anytime soon. So, get used to it."
She stumbled backwards, reaching for the wall to steady her. Clark wanted to reach for her. To carry her over to the cot and tell her that everything was going to be okay. That for the past few weeks all he could do was think about her. About what he threw away and about how much she really meant to him. This room had become a place that shined a light on a lot of things. His feelings for her was the main thing.
"You should lie down. It will take some time for the drug to wear off." Clark said, before stepping away from her.
"Thanks for the help." She said sarcastically, making her way over to the cot once again.
NEXT:
Oliver called in his troupes. A.C., Victor, Dinah, and Bart all rushed to the watch tower when he told them about Chloe's disappearance. They had all came to care about Chloe over the past years, before she left for Gotham. They had each dropped in on her occasionally, just to see how she was doing in her new life. They had all agreed that the new Chloe was happier than they had ever seen her. This made them all breathe a sigh of relief. They knew how hard it was for her to lose Jimmy and Clark in the same week.
Bart and Victor sat at the desk going over a map of Metropolis. They were looking for anything that might be out of place. Anything that would be able to hold Clark and trigger Chloe to were Clark was. Dinah and A.C. had gone out to search the first area on the grid. Bruce stood looking out the window. Oliver approached him.
"I see why she would love this place. It's beautiful."
"Yeah. Jimmy had bought it for her."
Bruce smiled. "I know. She told me everything about this town. About Smallville. About how much she loved Clark and how he never really saw her."
"He was blind." Oliver said.
Bruce shook his head in agreement. He was glad that Clark never saw her, for it was because of his blindness that he ended up with her. "I have to find her, Oliver."
Oliver placed his hand on Bruce's shoulder. "And we will. My guys are the best, Bruce. They won't give up until they find her."
"You know, I get why she feels like she needs to save him. What I don't get is why she went at it alone. She had to have known that we would have helped her."
"Chloe and Clark; they ughh, they have a bond that runs deep within their souls. They need each other in a way that no-one-else can ever imagine. She needs to be the one to save him, Bruce."
"That's what I am afraid of." Bruce said.
Oliver walked away leaving Bruce to his thoughts. Bruce could only hope and pray that she was safe. That she was okay. And mostly that she wouldn't forget how much she loved him. He hoped and prayed that Clark wouldn't realize how much he really loved Chloe and that he could find her before either of them knew the real deepness of their bond.