Running

By tenshi noyo ryu taiga

So this was intended as a one-shot, but due to responses and curiosity about how things will play out, I've decided to keep writing. This will probably end up with 3 chapter- 5 tops. Also, please read this fic at my LIVEJOURNAL (link on my profile) because at some point I will have PICTURES! So, for the full effect, follow me!

Chapter Two

Oliver looked down at the blonde in his arms. She had barely spoken all night. During their conversation earlier, she seemed happy, but…

"Are you okay, Sidekick?" He asked, squeezing the arm he had wrapped around her as they walked the last block to his penthouse. Now that the VRA was officially no more and he had given up on trying to avoid the looks he got for being the Oliver Queen/Green Arrow, he was allowed to return to his apartment and take up the mantle as CEO of Queen Industries. Luthor Corp was still, unfortunately, in Lionel's hands, but Oliver swore that he would fix that… soon.

Chloe smiled up at him, "Yeah, I'm okay," She spoke, but there was still a hint of sadness in her voice.

"What's wrong?" Oliver asked seriously, "Do you… Are you regretting it?" He worried. She had seemed happy earlier. He was certain that she wasn't running. But not running didn't equal being okay with marriage. Maybe he misinterpreted what he saw on her face.

As if reading his mind, she responded, "No. I don't regret marrying you… I just…"

"What? What is it?" Oliver asked, desperate to understand. If she wasn't running away and she didn't regret their marriage, then what was upsetting her?

"I just wish I remembered it," She admitted softly as they reached his building.

Oliver relaxed, "The wedding?" He asked before mentally slapping himself. Obviously she meant the wedding, "I guess, now that you mention it, it would be nice to remember exactly what happened."

Chloe nodded as she entered the code to bring the elevator to his penthouse, "I mean, I'm not like most girls. I didn't spend years thinking up the perfect wedding. But, I guess I just thought… With Jimmy, it wasn't right. I know that now. My father wasn't even able to fly out to be there, which actually turned out to be a good thing since, you know, alien attack. But I really thought that if I ever got married again… I'd get to have my day," Chloe sighed before grinning up at him weakly, "Maybe its because of all the time I've been spending with Lois and her wedding planning."

He shook his head at her as they exited the elevator and made their way across his living room, "No. You deserve that, Sidekick. You deserve to have that day. The day where everything goes right, our friends and family get to be there and everything just turns out… perfect. I want that for you, Chloe."

Chloe smiled up at him, "Thank you," She replied in adoration before letting out a small laugh, "But it's a little late."

Oliver shook his head, turning to stand in front of her, "No, it's not. Let's do it. Let's get married," he smiled reaching out to hold both of her hands.

She looked at him like he was crazy, "Um, Ollie? We are married."

The taller blond grinned and shook his head, "I know. But let's have a wedding. There'll be vows and crying and music and… cake! You love cake."

Chloe laughed loudly, "I do love cake," she responded. She looked up to stare deeply into his eyes, "You're serious about this," She realized with a hint of wonder in her voice.

Oliver nodded, "I am. Our friends don't even know we're married. We aren't the only ones that need those memories."

She took his words in, carefully considering the idea- as she always did. Oliver waited patiently for the answer he already knew he would receive, "Okay. Let's do it," She grinned brightly. Oliver smiled and pulled her into a crushing hug, but before long he felt her pull away, "But not here." Confused, Oliver waited for her expound on her thoughts, "Let's have our wedding at home," She finished, a mysterious smile on her face.

It took several moments for Oliver's mind to catch up to her meeting. As soon as it did, a large, boyish grin stole across his face, "Star City?"

"Of course," was Chloe's mocking reply, "Where else would our wedding- the symbolic joining of our two lives- be?"

A shriek echoed the penthouse as Oliver swept Chloe up into a huge hug, physically lifting her off the ground, "I love you, Professor," He whispered against her ear, touched that she would do this for him; for them.

"I love you too," She murmured back, arms wrapping tighter around his broad frame.