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AN: Sorry its taken awhile to didn't have access to the interwebs for a bit there,Spoilers for season 6,and up to at least season 8. Twisted around some plots around.

Chapter 7: Ashes of the Knight

The Green Arrow turned to see the barrel of a gun pointed in his direction. Where did this guy come from? He had stopped a carjacking and the people had ran away almost as if it was all a trap, he heard the shot rang out and in that instant between the bullet leaving the revolver and embedding itself in his chest the only thing Oliver could think of was her.

Chloe was always in his mind, but at this moment she was the only thing he held onto. Oliver could feel the life drain out of him as his blood seeped out onto the pavement, she was waiting for him. They had a date so to speak tonight, it was one month ago tonight that she had finally given in to him, maybe she would understand, maybe she'd come save him.

Chloe was well aware of where Oliver was as she sat on the bar stool waiting for him to return. Normally she would be hiding in the bedroom or one of the back rooms in case Clark walked in, not that her and Oliver left the bedroom much when she was here anyway. It had only been a month yet she'd been here more than she'd been at the Talon.

She understood the hero complex she really did, but really the food was getting cold. Not that she could say anything because Chloe had made Oliver wait on her more than once. Thank goodness she could sit out here and wait, Clark was in Washington with his mother and Lois at a convention so he couldn't super speed back to the city.

Her friendship with the farm boy was long repaired thanks more to Oliver than Clark, who had told him to suck up to her when he had come to the archer for advice. Chloe giggled to herself as she remembered the look on Oliver's faced when he admitted he thought that Clark was going to confess his undying love for her. Like that would ever happen.

"BEEP…BEEP" A loud siren came on causing the lights to dim and the hydraulic doors to the Green Arrow room to slide open with a harsh sound. Not knowing what it was Chloe scrambled to her feet rushing over to the flat screen that monitored and recorded the Green Arrow's vital signs from a distance.

"Heartbeat terminal." A computer automated voice said revealing the reason for the alarm blaring through the penthouse. Chloe quickly shut off the siren and plucked her cell phone out of her pocket. She dialed that number, the one she had to remember not to save in her phone with lightening speed.

"Manhunter I need your help it's the archer he's been…" Before she could finish her sentence John cut her off.

"I found him in an alley, I saw the whole thing it was a trap." John walked in from the balcony with the bloody body of Oliver Queen looking for the closest available surface to set him down on, which happen to be the table. Chloe quickly pushed the entire contents of the candle lit dinner to the floor not caring, she could clean it up later. There were more important things to worry about.

"You were watching him, why? I told you I would keep an eye on his activities, there's no reason for you to…" Chloe stopped talking as she removed the green leather vest feeling blood on her hands as she did and made to remove Oliver's black undershirt as well not knowing what she would accomplish by the act.

"The bullet went straight through, and I wasn't following him. I was tracking the man that shot him he's a suspect in a case I'm working on." John said using his telepathy to make sure that Oliver was still alive. "He's going to bleed to death soon Chloe. We need to get him to the hospital."

"No, not like this if we move him now he's dead either way..."She cut herself off for the second time in the last five minutes.

"Chloe I don't know what you want to do, but whatever you plan to do you have to do it now." Before he could say anymore, Chloe had the syringe in her hand, it was filled with a green liquid, the RL65 and Chloe knew that Oliver had gotten rid of all of it. That's was why she had kept one safely hidden away in her purse.

Without another word Chloe stabbed the needle into Oliver's vain pushing down slowly injecting him with the life saving drug. She watched as the wound closed and the bleeding stopped. She sighed a heavy sigh of relief as the drug did what it was met too.

"Why do you have that? You know its side effects are dangerous, tell me you don't have more. Our missions aren't too much for you are they?" John Jones spoke faster than he had in a while. His worry for her well being was getting stronger in the time they worked side by side.

"For times like these, I had only one. You were right about him he has some growing up to do. He's not invincible but sometimes he thinks he is." Chloe glanced back down to the half dead man on the glass table, and kept her gaze there watching the color come back to his handsome features.

"What about your power's you know the extent of them? Why don't you embrace that part of yourself?" The Martian asked finding himself a bit too curious.

"I've only healed a few people, and they don't even know it. I fixed a cut Lois had while she was sleeping a few scratches on Oliver's back. They don't even know what I did for them. I've never healed a dying man before John. I don't know if I can." She admitted things that she didn't want to talk about. She hated being a meteor freak, Chloe had used her powers for minor cuts and bruises Oliver would get from his patrol and the act of taking on another's pain took energy out of her. Thank goodness for her caffeine addiction.

"We have to get him out of here. This is his home, but he needs to be looked over by a doctor to make sure he'll be okay. But who do we call we can't just drop the Green Arrow off at the E.R" Chloe sighed in frustration letting her worry for Oliver rise just a bit more.

"That would be my department," A voice cause them to look towards the elevator. In the chaos of saving Oliver the duo didn't notice the elevator open and a tall man with glasses and a stoic expression step out.

"Who are you?" Chloe demanded an answer stepping to block the man's view of Oliver laying on the glass table. "How did you get in here?"

"Dr. Emil Hamilton, I've been in the employment of Mr. Queen for the past six months, there's no reason to be alarmed I know everything about his extracurricular activities." Emil made his way over to the injured hero and started to check him over for trauma, he took some sterile water out of his medical bag and started to clean the newly healed wound.

"Six months ago, has this happen before?"Her voice betrayed her now expressionless face, her curiosity was evident. "How did you know to show up?"

"No, nothing this serious, I've patch him up a few times though in the last month I haven't had too," The doctor looked her up and down as if studying her, "I believe you are to thank for that, and his monitoring system pages me if there is an emergency. He may think he is invincible sometimes but he's not stupid."

"How much did you hear? Why didn't he tell me about you?" Chloe turned her gaze back to Oliver, and let her mind wonder what else he hadn't told her. She knew she shouldn't be angry with him, she had secrets of her own, things she didn't tell him. Things Chloe knew that she should tell him.

"Don't worry your secret, is safe with me, Ms. Sullivan. And Detective Jones it's a pleasure to see you again." Emil answered her and greeted the resident alien. Chloe just looked at one and then the other. It really was a small world, how did these to know each other?

"Dr. Hamilton." John bowed his head for a second acknowledging him than turn to Chloe answering an unasked question. "We have worked together before, I should go I have to track down the shooter. Chloe remember what I told you, I've asked you to keep your involvement with me a secret from , I think you should tell him about your gift. I believe he would be understanding and help you through it."

Before she could reply to him the Martian Manhunter flew out, a strong breeze behind him. Tell Clark, how could she tell him? The only one that could help her with her meteor infection, overcome it or understand it was her mother. The search for the said woman was becoming more and more difficult. Lex moved her around almost on a weekly basis as if he knew someone was looking for her. Chloe had to find her and soon before she lost track of her completely.

"There's nothing more I can do here. I have to get him to MetGen, he's severely dehydrated." Emil said bringing Chloe back to what was going on.

"Then take him, I need to go. Don't tell him what I did for him he doesn't need to know what happened." Chloe surprised herself at giving orders to a man she didn't know. When did she become so confident?

"Normally I wouldn't, but he seems to trust you and so does the detective.I will do as you ask. But I must know why the secrecy?" His question wasn't completely unexpected, Chloe just couldn't give herself a complete answer so how was she suppose to give him one.

"It's just best if he doesn't know that I saw him like this, my ability or the way he survived this night." Chloe knelt down and started to clean up the discarded food she'd spent hours preparing for her and Oliver, grabbing a wax candle and the container it had stood in while on the table. "Just take him. Tell him you found him here, that he hit his head a little too hard or something, don't let him know you even met me."

"The job is done the Green Arrow won't be a problem for you any longer." A dark voice came over the billionaire's cell phone.

"Thank you, the money has been transferred to your account, nice doing business with you." The voice of Lex Luthor came over the cheap tech.

"The pleasure was all mine Mr. Luthor." With that the man hung up, he closed the phone and threw it to ground causing it to shatter. He was about to turn and walk out of the ally when a slender shadow coming from the end of the narrow space caught his eye.

As the thug's eyes rolled over her, Chloe felt disgusted, but she had to do this. She needed to know who was after the Green Arrow. The why was a given, he was a threat to the rising crime wave that recently hit the city. But the who, that was the big question, and if she had to slum it for an hour or so to get her answer she would to it.

"What's a pretty little girl like you doing in a place like this? Someone could hurt you. Badly." His words double dirty meaning was not lost on her, as he stalked closer to her. He thought she was weak and alone out here in the worst part of town, which would soon turn out to be his first and last mistake.

"What about the Green Arrow I hear he protects these streets." She said coyly acting ditsy and motioned around referring to the area they were in.

"Well honey I can guarantee you no green leather freak is going to save you tonight." With that the thug lunged at her and didn't get within three feet of her before being slammed into a brick wall. The Martian Manhunter didn't enjoy causing another being pain, but no one hurt a friend of his or a fellow hero without paying the consequences.

"Your first mistake was hurting someone I care for, the second was thinking I was alone. Now I'm only going to ask you this once before I let my friend here rifle through your brain like he lost his keys in there." Chloe moved next to john as he held the man against the wall and began what she was sure would be a short interrogation. "Do we have an understanding?"

The man kept quiet and just nodded his head. Chloe knew he was a weak fool he could pull a trigger, try to attack a defenseless woman but in a vice grip of an equal he was putty in her hands.

"Who hired you and how did you know where the Green Arrow would be? Do you know his identity?" Chloe blasted the thug with question after question, the unbridled rage was evident on her face.

'Pull back your emotions Watchtower, they will cloud your judgment.' John told her using his telepathy. He could feel her ever growing emotions for the Archer clouding her better instincts, he didn't want to admit it. But they could interfere with her position as one of Clark's protectors. Retraining them and staying in control was a must in these types of situations.

Doctor Emil was confused to say the least. He would never understand heroes and their need for such secrecy even from each other. He understood the need for discretion to protect one's identity, but to keep secrets within the fold. That was another thing, it wasn't his place however to judge those that chose to live their lives to fight for justice and keep those who couldn't save themselves safe.

He would do as this Chloe Sullivan asked, and offer his help with her abilities. He had worked with a meta-human before. His knowledge of those with special gifts was far greater than many knew. After all, who else would Oliver Queen send all those he saved from Luthor Corp. to? Dr. Hamilton had helped more meteor infected than he could count he had a continue flow of patients that needed help with all different problems. Some that intrigued him and some that frightened him.

However no one's ability intrigued him more than that of this new player on the board, a healing ability the applications could be limitless. He momentarily mentally berated himself for thinking of a person as tool. Chloe wasn't a tool to be used she was a person with feelings and from what Emil could see more responsibilities than even his boss, Oliver Queen.

Oliver Queen that was the patient that scared him the most The man thought he was invincible sometimes. And his recent addiction to the RL65 had been a nightmare to the good doctor. Thankfully the billionaire was able to get over. With the help of a certain petite blonde, his thoughts went to the young heroine again she was a good match for Oliver's confidence. Emil wondered if the Green Arrow knew that though.

"What happen to him? Is he going to be okay?" Clark asked walking into the hospital room, without even knocking. He'd gotten away from Lois for a moment and try to call Oliver after receiving a standardized 911 alert from the man's phone.

"You are?" Emil asked and then remembered the list of people that Oliver gave him as emergency contacts and noted that this farm boy was on top of the list under Chloe Sullivan. "Mr. Kent, Mr. Queen said I should expect you if something like this were to happen."

"Like what? Why is he restrained?" He was concerned for his friend, and a little frustrated, what had he gotten himself into now?

"Mr. Queen hit his head hard, he was unconscious for hours before anyone found him. The restraints are necessary when one is unconscious and is trying to pull out IV's." He went back to writing and checking Oliver's chart. "I would not recommend staying to long Mr. Queen needs his rest and won't be awake probably until morning."

"Thank you doctor," Clark said as the doctor left the room leaving the two heroes alone.

Clark stared at his new friend for a minute think that he should have been there to help. Just as the guilt trip started it was gone. He had a life and he couldn't be everywhere at was a friend and a person that didn't have that many people he trusted. No family, no one to worry for him.

Clark vowed at that moment as he stood there looking at his fellow hero, to spend more time with the man that had become like a brother to him. This shouldn't be affecting him like this it was just a bump on the head. But for some reason the thought of anyone he cared for getting hurt concerned Clark more than he liked to admit.

A gun. Blood. Her voice it was all around, him in his mind, Oliver watched her pull a gun and then Lex's security pull their guns and fire. He felt her blood warm to the touch and her skin grow cold as it flowed out of her, Chloe uttered his name with a dying breath.

"Ollie..."

No… no... it couldn't be true.

"Chloe." He whispered clutching her still form. "I love you."

"Ollie?" Her voice was stronger than it should have been, than as he heard it again he realized just where he was.

Chloe snuck into Oliver's hospital room making sure not to be seen by any of the nursing staff. She was far better at sneaking around than most gave her credit for. She watched as he came to, realizing where he was and Chloe said his name again to help him focus his mind.

"Oliver," She said his name a bit louder and he finally looked at her, Chloe could see the realization at where he was come across his face.

"Chloe your alright I had the worst dream…" Oliver smiled at the sight of her and was about to get up and go to her when he caught sight and felt the IV in his arm. He was also tied to the bed, but why? "Is this some game I'm not aware of we're playing?"

"What happened?" Chloe's stern tone brought him to the reality of what was going on. He didn't remember anything beyond suiting up the night before and kissing her goodbye telling her that he would be back soon.

"I was going to ask you the same thing the last thing I remember is telling you I'd be back." The dazed expression on his face was more than she could bare.

"I never came to the penthouse last night I canceled on you," Chloe said knowing he would believe her lie, she hated to mislead him. But this way he wouldn't ask too many questions of her, and she could keep her secret. "Then I get a call from Clark telling me the great Oliver Queen bumped his head while training. Why he told me, I don't know."

"Clark told you, really? How did he find out? Doesn't matter, I'm just glad you're here. Who found me?" Oliver asked trying to sit further up on the bed and then was reminded of the restraints on his wrists.

"From what I heard a , wish you told me about him. But like you said doesn't matter. I'm just glad you're healthy mostly."Chloe came to sit on the bed beside him. She'd been doing that a lot in the past month, sitting on hospital beds. Lana was in and out of the ER more times because of the pregnancy. The press was given the excuse that she had an immune disorder. But this moment wasn't about Lana it was about Oliver.

"What's that suppose to mean? Could you seriously tell me why I'm tied to his bed…" He was going to say more but didn't get another word in as Chloe's eyes met his.

Oliver just gave a frustrated look and smiled when he finally noticed their proximity she was close enough to kiss and that's just what he did. Sitting up as much as the restraints aloud he touched his lips to hers. She returned the kiss putting her arms around his neck.

The kiss was warm and passionate,Oliver poured all the emotion he didn't know he had for her into it and more. Chloe clung to him in a way she hadn't done before. The night before had frightened her more then she thought, Oliver getting shot was one thing, she had saved him. Oliver Queen was safe, but the Green Arrow, someone had been hunting him for weeks.

"You think you could untie me now professor." He said against her lips bringing her out of the kiss and she glanced at the restraints and than her watch. It was time to go she'd been here to long someone was going to catch her.

"Sorry Romeo no can do, no one knows I'm in here and if they come and fine you aren't in the condition they left you, they'll have more questions than they already do. Gotta go. I'll see you in the morning get some more rest." She pecked his lips one last time, and then got up to leave.

"Morning how long have I been out?" His question went unanswered as Chloe slipped out of the room with a catlike grin on her face.

AN:I love the Character of Emil Hamilton I had to put him in,but again he also a plot tool to Further along the Chlollie Greatness. As Thanks for the reviews,faves,story alerts. and thank you for reading, Constructive criticism is appreciated. And mostly thanks to those that have fave me as an author. Blushes!