Disclaimer: I do not own Smallville or any of these characters

AN: Feeling like we're in the home stretch here..I 've had so much fun writing this fic and its way longer then I ever thought it would be. Only a few chapters to go though and then its over. I think I'm gonna cry…LOL! Well here's the next chapter, enjoy!

Chapter 25: Sparks of light

"Hey. You know, you can tell me anything right? Ollie, what is it?" Chloe asked her voice riddled with concern and he sighed knowing that he had to tell her.

Oliver looked around the small intimate restaurant he had brought her to. When she found him on the balcony, Oliver had so much on his mind that he couldn't think and he didn't want to break the news to Chloe in the place she parted ways with her mother. So Oliver brought her here, the food was good and it was small enough that no paparazzi would bother them here, it helped it was connected to their favorite biker bar.

Who would open a restaurant next to a biker bar Oliver didn't want to know. But it was safe from the press and he and Chloe were now friends with most of the patrons who frequented the establishment next door thanks to Little John. He still shuddered at the thought of going on a date with that leprechaun.

"Ollie..?" She placed a hand on top of his squeezing it causing Oliver to return her worried gaze.

"Chloe, I have to tell you something and just know that no matter what happens I don't want anything to ever come between us." Oliver took the hand on top of his in his other hand enclosing both of his palms over her small one holding it close.

"Okay. This doesn't sound good, but whatever it is I'm sure we can get through it. Shoot." Chloe's expression was changed from worry into determination in an instant.

"I have to leave town. The boys they need me, A.C found what he could only describe as the beginnings of Lex's army. Even with everything we did and everything you gave us. That snake still managed to sneak a few under our noses." He paused sighing in frustration and then continued. "Now I'm not leaving for good. I know I can make this work I will be here as much as I can…"

"No." Chloe broke the gaze looking away as if rejecting the idea completely. She could see his heart break and then Chloe quickly spoke again. "I mean you're not leaving me here. Anywhere you go I will go."

"Chloe, you don't have to do that. Not that I wouldn't want you by my side, but you have a life here. Family and friends that love you, people who wouldn't want to see you go and not to mention your dream career. I could never ask you to leave your home; it wouldn't be fair to you." He was understanding, he had never had what Chloe had in the sense of family he barely knew his parents when they died. But Chloe knew who she was and where she came from and who she could trust.

"Oliver, home isn't necessarily a place. Sometimes it's a person." She leaned in kissing him telling him that he wasn't going anywhere without her.

"God, I love you." Oliver wondered how he was so lucky to have someone that understood him so well and was willing to do anything for him. "Hey wait, What about your career?"

"I can write articles anywhere." She pulled up the desert menu blocking her face from his view trying to avoid the lecture that was coming about following her dreams.

"But you love the DWP. You've wanted to work there since you were 6 years old." He pulled down the menu making her look him in the eye, "It's your dream."

"That's what everyone keeps saying." This was starting to get annoying everyone telling her what her dreams were, first Lois, then Clark and now Oliver, but she knew they only wanted her to be happy. "But sometimes things change."

"Things, like what things?" Was he kidding her, she wasn't the same person she was when she was 6 years old. Heck Chloe wasn't the same person she was 6 months ago.

"Really?…well for one I don't think I factored this into that dream quite yet." Chloe whispered and pointed discreetly to her abdomen. "And for another, I never expected to fall in love with a…"

"A what? A billionaire playboy?" The blonde posed trying to look the part, and then smiled knowing what Chloe was really going to say. Chloe didn't say anything she just smirked going back to her desert menu. Put off by the small obstacle she put in between them again, Oliver scooted his chair beside hers. She heard the chair skid across the floor from its place across the table.

"You really want to hear it don't you?" It was more a statement then a question.

"You know how I like my ego stroked Ms. Sullivan." Oliver's tone turned low similar to the octave of the Green Arrow's voice modulator gave him. He was playing dirty, he knew Chloe Sullivan could never resist the Green Arrow.

"Fine." Chloe inched a little closer to him as if that was at all possible. The duo was already sitting close enough together that both their faces were partially hidden by the menu in Chloe's hand. "I never expected to fall in love with…a Hero"

3 days later

5 months 2 ½ weeks Pregnant

"Don't worry about it Lois, I'm going to be fine." Her cousin's voice sounded cheerful over the small cell phone.

"Are you sure? First, I find out you had a secret hot and heavy relationship with a billionaire playboy and only after it's over, because he left town." Lois said exasperated and then continued. "And now I find out that you're going to be gallivanting all over the world to write puff pieces on exotic locals because of your broken heart. Chloe I wish you would have told me earlier.I could have help you, we could have had a girls night out to start the healing process we…"

"Lo…Lo…LOIS." She finally got the brunette to stop her rambling. "I already told you not to worry. I'm fine, I've already got all the healing power I need."

"Where are you? Did you find that billionaire bimbo's replacement already? You are ambitious cuz." Lois smirked at the thought that the strong ambition she was referring to was in her blood to.

"Look Lo, I'm sorry to cut this short but I really have to go." Why did her cousin sound like she was enjoying herself just a little too much?

"Well okay, I'll talk you later, I miss you already. Don't do anything I wouldn't do." With that Chloe hung up the phone and moaned as Oliver messaged her back.

"Lower and a little over to the right please." Chloe put her sunglasses back on throwing her phone into the beach bag.

"My wish is your command your highness." Oliver did as he was asked rubbing the tender muscles and letting his eyes follow the path of his hands trying not to drool at the sight in front of him. Chloe was wearing a dark green bikini top that tied in the back and allowed him perfect access to her creamy skin. "How is Lois taking it?"

"She thinks you're a bimbo for breaking my heart and that I'm already over you." Oliver moved from sitting behind her on the patio chair to his own and watched as Chloe laid back on the lounge chair getting comfortable.

"Bimbo? She called me a bimbo? I guess she shares your view of my intelligence." His reply caused her to smirk and swat at him for his jest. He dodged it and took the chance to grab her hand placing a chaste kiss on her lips.

"Thief, stealing kisses from a innocent woman. You're lucky you look good in those shorts." Chloe checked him out from head to toe and Oliver posed for her again causing her to giggle at his antics.

"It's not stealing when its needed sidekick and I have it on very good authority that your not as innocent at you act." He was about to bring his lips to hers for a scoring kiss intent on taking it much further.

"Huh..hum!" The sound of someone clearing there throat caught their attention.

"Clark hey. What are you doing here?" Chloe said over Oliver's shoulder staring at her best friend who she hadn't talked to in two days. She told him how she was going away for awhile with Oliver, the farmboy wasn't happy about it. But he was accepting of it and supportive.

"Well you're looking healthy." Clark's gazed at Chloe's growing baby bump, it seemed to be just a little bit bigger than the last time he saw her or maybe it was the bikini and the jean shorts. "I need your help, Chlo."

"What is it this time you misplace your crystal thingy?" Oliver chimed in crossing his arms over his exposed chest rolling his eyes. They were nearly half a world away from Smallville on the island paradise of Fiji, but somehow Clark was still able to interrupt their private time.

Clark stayed silent giving the emerald archer a look that could only be described as a death glare, thank goodness he had a safety lock on his laser vision. Chloe saw the exchange between her two favorite heroes and then whistled to get their attention.

"You two cool it, it's hot enough out here. So, Clark you didn't lose any Kryptonian technology did you?" She didn't lift her head off the cushy pillow as she reached for her alcohol free strawberry daiquiri on the stand beside her.

"No, but I do need your help with a few things and don't worry they're not world ending." They might not be world ending but there sure were annoying. To Oliver anyway who stepped back and listened as Clark asked for advice on Lois and what do to about a few other emotional problems he had in his life.

"Hey what is Boyscout doing here?" Bart asked grabbing a towel from his lounge chair and saw the farmboy talking to everyone's favorite blonde.

"Well, you know him, can't live without his girl time with Chloe." They both laughed knowing Oliver didn't really mean anything by the comment. He would never want to come between Chloe and Clark he was just still slightly flustered about being interrupted mid kiss.

"Hey we heard that." Chloe called over to them.

"Hey bartender another round." Moira Sullivan yelled out across the smoke filled room. And then realized that the older gentleman wouldn't have understood her English, so she yelled the request out again this time in Japanese.

"Hey there you are. Don't you think you've had enough of that?" John Jones came to sit across from her.

"Arigato." She bowed her head in thanks to the bartender as he poured her more Saki and then looked at the Martian. "I can still feel her John, not as well as I can when were in the same room. But I still know if she's happy, sad, or any other emotion she can feel. You know this is the only way to block them."

"Your empathic connection with your daughter is a gift. Why are you running from it? Why are you still running from her?" he had a powerful expression that would normally make anyone want to confess their deepest secrets, desires, and fears to him. But it didn't work on her as well as it did on others. Besides, John already knew enough about Moira's fears and desires to last a life time.

"You perfectly know why Mr. Jones. You don't need to be a telepath to know the answer to those questions." Moira downed another shot of the alcoholic beverage, she was not normally one to drink like she was now. In her younger years you would have never found her in a bar, but she wasn't that person anymore. She had a secret, her heart was full of regret and she felt like a human weapon.

"You should call her it might make you feel better." He pulled out a cell phone and tried handing it to Moira, but she just took one look at the offending object and took another swig of her saki. "This isn't going to become an issue is it?"

"What my inadequacy complex about not being a good mother or the alcohol? " She pointed to the small bottle in her hand and then laughed a sad laugh.

"Moira she wouldn't want to see you like this." The Martian tried to comfort her again, but she pulled away again.

"Don't worry John in time I will be okay? But I don't have the strength to see Chloe right now. I'm not ready and neither is she." Moira throw what money she owed for the Saki down on the table and made her way towards the door. "Hey don't we have a mission tomorrow, we should get to bed. Come on Martian."

John watched as she stumbled and hurried to study his newest ally's walk. Moira was going to have a headache in the morning, but he knew she needed to let go just this one time. This drinking was not going to be an issue. He had counted on Chloe so many times and Moira had the same drive to save the world. The woman was just lost for now, but Moira would find her way and he was there to help if need to be.

2 ½ Weeks later

6 Months 1 week pregnant

"Oh my goodness Chloe it's so good to see you." Lana Lang said kissing her best friend on the cheek and motioning for her to sit across from her at the small café table. "When you said you were coming to Paris I had no idea you were bringing company."

"Yeah sorry, I hope it's okay. He won't let me out of his sight." Chloe sat down looking to Oliver who pulled a chair from another table and made himself comfortable at the table to.

"And the disguises, you playing spy?" The brunette motioned toward the black hats they were both wearing matched by black sunglasses and the black scarf Chloe was sporting. Plus the duo seemed to be wearing all black. "Black on black, that's hard to pull off."

"It's easier then you think, Ms. Lang." That voice she'd heard it somewhere before, wait a minute no, but it had to be.

"Mr. Queen?" Lana quirked an eyebrow and then put on a knowing smirk.

"You can call me Ollie, cut out the Mr. Queen right now. I'm incognito." He lowered the sunglasses enough for her to see his eyes and then pushed them back up.

"Incognito ay, okay if you say so. So it wasn't an act when you came to that party you two really are together. I'm so happy for you Chloe. Now I know who you were really talking about when you said you should never apologize for who you love." She looked from the billionaire back to her best friend smiling at their happiness. "So what brings you two to the city of Love?"

"Thanks," Chloe took off the dark shades covering her eyes for some reason it seemed rude to her not too while talking to one of her greatest friends. "actually I need your help Lana."

"Oh yeah Lois told me about your new Job, you really lucked out. First Fiji, then Sidney, South Africa, London, and now Paris. I've read all of your reviews of course so tell me what I can tell you about the Ole 'Paris Oh I know this great little.." Lana was ready to talk up the city she had made her home for the past several weeks when Chloe put up a finger stopping her verbal marathon.

"Actually Lana, I need your help with Lex." The petite blonde scowled at saying the name of the man that had ruined so many lives of the people she knew, Lana's expression followed suit.

"I'm done with that monster Chloe, I don't want anything more to do with him." Lana took a sip of her coffee biting back the urge to verbally bash the man that had used her.

"Well, we were hoping you felt that way. We know you've been keeping an eye on him and still have access to some of his files." Oliver didn't waste time trying to get what they wanted across.

"Ollie, you could have waited a second." Chloe hit him on the arm for his insensitivity to Lana's situation.

"We? Okay so I get that the two of you are in this together. I'm not going to ask how you" She looked directly to Chloe. "Know that, because we've been friends long enough for me not to be surprised."

"So you'll help us then?" Oliver chimed in again.

"For Chloe I would do anything and revenge may not be saintly, but we haven't always been angels have we Chlo." Both girls giggled at the memories of their senior year and how crazy things got. Oliver just furrowed his brawl in confusion and his gaze went from one girl to the other and then back.

"Good, you don't know how many lives you could be saving Lana." Chloe put her hands on the brunettes thanking her.

"Well talking about all this fighting for truth and justice is making me want more caffeine. Barista one more for me and for you Chloe" Lana snapped her fingers to get a young waiters attention and then looked to her blond best friend. "They have so many choices here Chlo, this city is the birth place of the Cafe "

"Nothing for me, I can't have coffee anymore." Chloe sighed putting her chin on her palm and leaning an elbow on the table, Lana was astonished and could see what she could only describe as defeat on the intrepid reporters face

"Who are you and what have you done with the real Chloe Sullivan?" Lana narrowed her eyes at her best friend like she was hiding something.

"I'm still me, but blame him for my banishment of enjoying the heavenly brew." Chloe pointed a thumb in Oliver's direction as if accusing him of a crime.

"Hey, you were there too. It takes two Sullivan." Oliver playfully poked her softly in the stomach.

"Takes two? Wait that means your? How far?" The question rolled off her tough with a tone of curiosity.

"Yes, and about 6 months." Chloe whispered her answer. Lana just squealed drawing attention to them and Oliver hushed her to calm down. She hugged Chloe then hugged Oliver and then Chloe again. The brunette seemed to be happy for her best friend to say the least. "Who else knows?"

"Clark of course, Not Lois, Mrs. Kent I think, and my mother not to mention a few of his buddies." Chloe listed the people that knew about her new bundle of joy.

"Your mother, she's finally awake that's great news." Chloe didn't want to mention the truth about her mother she wasn't ready to talk about it much. "Wow Chloe you're full of so many surprises the next thing you're going to tell me is that he's the Green Arrow."

Lana pointed a thumb in the Oliver's direction and both Oliver and Chloe sighed hanging their heads in frustration. She might as well know it's not like she was going to tell anyone. Seeing their reactions Lana raised her eyebrows in astonishment again, what kind of life had her best friend been leading?

8 months 1 day pregnant.

Chloe Sullivan breathed in slowly and then out the same way counting each breath. The last few months had been stressful to say the least between playing watchtower to a team of whiny superheroes, and the raging hormones. Chloe's stress levels were high, and thanks to those high levels of stress Oliver had brought her here. She was wearing a satin sarong that covered her now swollen belly perfectly, and forced to sit in this meditative position.

"Now, right one more breath and then we are going to stretch some more of those abs muscles." She heard his voice and didn't open her eyes at first just snorted and then gritted her teeth.

"Oliver?" Chloe looked at him like he was an idiot.

"What?" He shrugged his shoulders still not knowing what Chloe was talking about.

"I don't have abs anymore. The only thing right here is baby." She rubbed her budgie abdomen making her point, he seemed to get it and just put his palm over her hand and smiled.

"There's still muscle somewhere beneath all this" His hand mimicked her previous actions and rubbed the baby bump causing Chloe to return his smile. "You heard what Dr. Hamilton said, these exercises will help strengthen all those muscles you're going to use when you give birth so it's less painful."

Oliver didn't wait for a reply before removing his hand from her swollen belly and picking up the diagram of the exercises Emil had given Chloe to help her remember how to do the workouts properly.

"Like this one. Get on your hands and knees like this and then…" Oliver copied what he was instructing Chloe to do, but she cut him off before he got too far into the exercise.

"No, that's ok I think I've had enough 'mediation' for today." Chloe stretched out her arms and then felt a sharp pain in her hips that Oliver didn't seem to notice.

"Look, you know it's going to painful either way and I'm not even going to pretend to know what it feels like. I will be there right beside you when she comes, I just don't want to see you in pain, Chloe." And hopefully these exercises would prevent her from breaking his hand when she was in labor. Oliver waited for a reply as he looked over the paper again and tried showing her another exercise.

"Ollie…" He heard her say his name, but was too engrossed with the diagram trying to figure out how a pregnant human body was supposed to get in that position without going into labor. "Oliver..."

"Just a second I'm trying..." Why did he seem to be more into this then she did?

"OLIVER!" Chloe shouted his name finally getting his full undivided attention as she almost fell to her knees.

"Oh my god Chloe.." Oliver caught her before she hit the ground, "What is it? Are you okay is it the baby?"

She didn't reply at first looking at him with a condescending expression on her face. Chloe wanted to slap him over the back of the head, but now was not the time. There would be another time to punish Oliver for ignoring her.

"It's time Oliver...She's coming…." Chloe whimpered out as she felt another contraction.

AN: A lot of time passed in this chapter, but I felt it was necessary for how I want to end sorry...R&R! Thanks for reading!