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Chapter 26: Sparks of light Part II

OFF THE COAST OF IRELAND...

John watched her sleep with a concerned gaze, Moira had been tossing and turning most of the night. So much that she had woke him up because she was moving the bed. The bed wasn't too fancy just more of a pallet. The yacht they were on was owned by none other than Oliver Queen. The younger hero had been helping them out in getting around without being caught by Lex. John didn't know if he had told Chloe, and he knew Moira was aware of where the help came from.

It was more of the blonde billionaire's way of trying to get Moira to talk to Chloe and vice versa, but the women were stubborn and ignored each other saying it wasn't time they weren't ready. But by the way the older Sullivan was now gasping in her sleep and clawing at the sheets that encircled her body. It was time, something was going on, something was happening. But what, he was a telepath but they had made a deal, John would not enter her mind without permission. Which meant he couldn't ask her mentally what was wrong he was going to have to wait for her to wake up.

"CHLOE!" Moira shot straight up from her sleeping position, her daughter was in pain somewhere in horrible pain, it was time.

"What is it? Is everything okay?" John asked knowing that it wasn't it, but he needed her to tell him in her own words.

"No, the baby is early." She said getting out of the bed and dropping the sheet to put on her clothes. John turned around to give her some privacy even though he had already seen her naked form many times in the last few months.

"The bond, I thought you said it was getting weaker with distance. How do you know? What are you feeling?" His inquiry went ignored for a second as she shrugged on the leather jacket and pulled out her cell phone and scrolled down to the third number in her contacts.

"Pain unbelievable pain, I fear my daughter might not survive the birth. I have to get to her I need to be with Chloe." She walked out on the open deck of the boat to get a better signal on her phone.

"Okay I'm ready when you are." The Martian shape shifted and put on his favorite blue coat he followed her out to the open air. "Where to Mrs. Sullivan?"

"London." Moira walked into his embrace ready to take off. Thank goodness they weren't the only two people on the yacht.

There were a few others including Arthur Curry who was supposedly doing research for the team's next mission, but Moira knew better. The Green Arrow had sent him to keep an eye on her and hopefully convince her to contact Chloe. She had barely said a word to her daughter since that night on the balcony. Oliver Queen really loved and cared for Chloe and she was thankful he could be there for her daughter when she couldn't.

The pain was worse than anything she had ever felt. Why had she let this happen, oh yeah she didn't, she was high as a kite on red kryptonite at the time. Why couldn't Oliver be the one to bare this pain, this was his fault. Sometimes being a woman was so unfair.

"Damn it, Oliver this is all your fault!" Chloe's wale of frustration and pain echoed through the large open space of the military plain they were on.

"I love you too. Don't worry everything is going to be okay." Oliver chose to ignore the accusation and instead opted to try and make Chloe feel comfortable. As comfortable as a pregnant woman in labor could be on a plane.

This was not suppose to be the place they were going to have the baby. She was early, the original plan was to go back to Metropolis in a few weeks and give birth in a real hospital as Chloe recalled it. Turned out, one of the few things on the planet that scared Chloe Sullivan more than anything was foreign hospitals. Not to mention the doctor delivering the baby was Emil, who just happened to be in London with the League's jet running a conference on human evolution and the theory of the M.H.G or in bigger terms the Meta Human Gene.

But thankfully as soon as they called him the good doctor sent the happy couple a military plane. Oliver was surprised at first when the pilot of the aircraft had met them at the air force base he had taken Chloe to. The billionaire didn't have that many contacts in the military, but he had just enough to allow his jet to use the air strip and let some of his special guests stay on the base for a few nights. Which was why he headed straight for the base when Chloe went into labor, they were on their way to an airstrip in London to meet Emil.

Hopefully Chloe's contractions wouldn't be too close together and the baby could wait a few more hours. Oliver had heard that labor could last hours upon hours or just a few minutes. He hoped that it was longer than shorter, just enough time for them to get to Emil. Oliver was a jack of all trades but delivering a baby was not on his list of abilities.

"Are we there yet?" Chloe asked in frustration, the contractions were getting closer and closer together. There was a nurse, but she was no substitute for Dr. Hamilton.

Thank goodness that this part of the plane was outfitted with medical equipment it looked like this place was prepared for anything even delivering a baby, which was odd for a military medical-bay. But Chloe had other things on her mind at the moment.

Her pregnancy was unique, Chloe still had concerns whether or not her baby would be born normal. Did meteor powers pass to the next generation? This was something that had plagued Chloe's mind since the moment she discovered the life growing inside her. What if her baby was born with tentacles or something? She didn't want any other doctor delivering her baby other then Emil. There would be too much risk if it was any other doctor.

"We're almost there Chloe we can land in an hour just hold on a little longer." He didn't know if he was trying to comfort more Chloe or himself, these last few hours were some of the most terrifying of his life.

"Ollie…can you do something for me?" Her voice was now a whisper as if she was trying to deal with the pain.

"Anything you want, your wish is my command." He was being mushy but that was okay considering the situation.

"Please call Clark, I want him to be here with us." It wasn't an odd request and if he was any other man Oliver might have been taken aback by it, but he understood. Clark was like a brother to Chloe and one of her oldest friends. Which was why he would never be jealous, the only thing that bothered the soon to be father was the fact Chloe hadn't said one thing about her mother or even asked for the older Sullivan.

"Lois...Lois stop." Clark said trying to get his friend turned almost girlfriend to calm down. He still hadn't defined their relationship quite yet.

"You want me to calm down are you kidding me that SOB almost hit us." Lois threw her arms up in frustration and then gripped the steering wheel once more turning down the driveway to the Kent Farm.

"Are you sure that's the only thing bothering you? You miss Chloe don't you?" He put a comforting hand on her shoulder, "Don't worry, I'm sure she's okay."

"I hate that you know me that well. She hasn't called me in almost two days, I'm worried. She's my little cuz, and she's out in the world all by herself. I can't help but worr..." Lois opened her door and grabbed the groceries she had picked up for Mrs. K.

"RING... RING!" Clark opened his cell putting it to his ear. "Just a second Lois. Hello."

"Clark, are you alone." Oliver Queen's voice came over the small device.

"Kind of, what is it?" His tone was suddenly filled with concern and Lois noticed the difference.

"It's time." As he heard the words the farmboy knew exactly what his fellow hero was referring to, it only took seconds for Clark to ask where they were and for him to turn his back to Lois to tell her he had things to do.

"Hey bossman, pilot dude says to strap in we're going to be landing in about twenty minutes." Bart Allen entered the back of the plane.

"Thanks Bart." Oliver replied strapping himself into the seat next to Chloe. "You hear that professor, only a little while longer."

Oliver kissed her knuckles and Chloe just looked at him pain still evident in her features, she was being strong for the both of them. Bart watched the happy couple and went back to his seat in the front of the plane next to the pilot.

"So you do this a lot?" The young speedster asked buckling himself up and chuckled seeing Victor throw up for the hundredth time since take off. "Don't worry man we're almost there."

"Shut up half pint!" Victor shot back before leaning over again, he hated big planes.

"Actually, this is my first time landing something this big."The pilot asked dark shades covering his eyes."You two ever stop fighting?"

"That's comforting." Victor chimed in from the seat behind them.

"Wow this is bigger than I thought it would be." Emil said as he entered the medical-bay of the large plane. "Good, everything I need is here. How are you feeling Ms. Sullivan?"

"Emil I'm glad you have manners, but please just call me Chloe, " She let out another moan at the pain. "And to answer your question, it hurts a lot."

"Okay well let's take a look." Emil put on a lab coat and pulled up a stool position himself to get a glimpse of how far along things were. "Looks like you're 8 centimeters dilated which means she's going to be here soon. That means there's no time to get to the medical facility here on the base. You're going to have to give birth here on the plane. Do you want anything for the pain?"

"No, no drugs." It was true it would lessen the pain, but Chloe with had her own healing power, How would her body react to pain killers? She wasn't going to risk it.

"Are you sure, Chlo?" She heard Oliver's voice and felt his hand in hers. He was there he was really there for her. All her fears of abandonment were gone thanks to him. The only thing she regretted was the absence of her mother.

The emotional pain was only masked and beaten by the pain she was feeling now. For some reason she didn't think giving birth would be this painful and she felt like something was wrong, but why.

"Chloe it's almost time." Oliver's voice brought her back to reality squeezing her hand.

"It hurts Ollie," She whimpered out as another contraction shot through her body.

"I'm right here you're not alone, focus on my voice we're going to get through this together." Oliver kissed her forehead again, trying to comfort her and help her keep calm. "Breathe."

"Wow this place has everything I need. I wasn't aware you were so connected Mr. Queen." Emil went through all the medical supplies getting everything he needed and directing the few nurses he had with him where to put things. "But with the military detail you sent to pick me up I guess I shouldn't be too surprised."

"Wait, I didn't send any soldiers to get you. I'm not that well connected, I thought you sent the plane to India with orders to bring us here." Oliver was suddenly aware that something strange was going on. He never questioned the pilot because all the paperwork seemed legit. The feeling of dread was suddenly in the air and the blond billionaire was overcome with the urge to get the woman he loved out of there. But she was in labor where would they go who really sent the plane.

"Ollie...I don't understand what's going on." She was in a weaken state and in no condition to be moved, anxiety flooded her already shocked system.

"If you're not responsible for all of this then who..." Just as he was about to speak a dark figure appeared in the doorway of the large room.

"Hey guys." Clark Kent made his way over to his best friend taking the hand Oliver wasn't holding and squeezing it.

"Clark, I'm so gla….AAHHHH!" Chloe screamed in pain as another contraction shot through her body, she could feel her,she was coming.

As she screamed again, nothing more was said and Emil took his place ready to deliver the baby. They didn't forget that whoever sent the plane might be the villain, but the only people who had entered the plane since they landed was Emil and his nurse and they didn't have trouble landing so they knew whoever it was. Had connections, they would have to deal with it later if anything Clark could super speed Chloe and the baby out if need be. But at the moment they were all a little distracted by the petite blonde giving birth.

"Push Chloe push!" Oliver was right beside her in her ear.

"I'm trying…" She gritted her teeth trying and trying her best, but it wasn't working, why wasn't it working.

"Come on Chloe, your almost there one more push." Emil tried to encourage her along. "One more push."

"I'm trying." She gritted her teeth again trying to put all her strength into it, but it still wasn't enough. Why wasn't it enough, she didn't have the strength for this. She could stare down a viper in his lair, hack the pentagon, and play sidekick to some of the most powerful men on earth. But why couldn't she do this, Chloe let a tear fall down her cheek, why wasn't she…

'You have the strength pull back your emotions focus Watchtower', Chloe heard her mentor's voice in her mind, John was there somewhere which meant her mother was there to.

"Chloe if you can't do this we're going to have to go with a C-Sec…" Emil started to talk, but was cut off mid sentence.

"That's okay doctor, she can do this can't you sweet heart." She heard her mother's words and saw the older woman in the doorway.

"Mom…mom your…really here… but how?" Her speech was broken but she got out the question on everyone's mind. Clark moved aside letting the older Sullivan take her place beside her daughter.

"I'll explain everything later Chloe, but right now you have to push this baby out." As if on cue the contractions started up again, causing Chloe to breathe heavily again.

Chloe did as she was told and pushed as hard as she could, in moments she heard it the sweetest sound she had ever heard. Who knew a baby's tiny whimpers could be so comforting, but as soon as she heard it Chloe felt more pain. It wasn't in any specific part of her body she just felt it everywhere. Something was calling her to unconsciousness and as she blinked trying to see the life she had just brought into the world darkness overcame her.

Oliver's eyes widened at the sight of his daughter, she was positively the most beautiful precious thing he had ever laid eyes one. Moira joined him in staring at the new life and taking in the sight of the newest member of her family. She watched as Emil tied off the umbilical cord to be cut and let the archer cut it.

"Congratulations it's a healthy baby girl." They all watched as Emil handed the child to her father.

"Yes, congratulation's man she's beautiful." Clark chimed in with a smile.

"Yes, she is just like her mother." Moira added and then looked back to her daughter feeling the sudden change in the feeling's her daughter was giving out.

"Look Chloe you were right it's a girl." Oliver cuddled and bounced back and forth the small bundle of joy with a smile, but frowned when Chloe didn't respond. "Sidekick…Chloe…Chloe...what's wrong with her? "

They were all speechless and so absorbed into the child that they didn't notice Chloe's unconscious state at first. Oliver was torn between holding his daughter and tending to the woman he loved. He didn't get it, everything was going fine, the baby was here why now? What was going on?

"Emil do something. Chloe you can't leave me now you promised, you said we..." Oliver was panicking and if something wasn't done soon he was going to drop the baby...

"Chloe..." Clark whispered under his breath trying to get closer to her. Moira had witnessed stress like this before, they all needed to focus, she looked around at all the heroes in the room including the Martian Manhunter they were all hovering over Chloe's still form.

"BACK OFF!" Her tone was firm and authoritative and she tried pushing them all away from Chloe including Emil who was checking her vitals and flashing a light in her eyes.

"I have to examine her," He tried to defend what he was doing but stopped when the older woman stared into his eyes. Oliver almost fought her actions to, but gave in when Moira pointed to the small bundle in his arms.

"No, there's nothing you can do. She's fading fast, I can feel it, if there's any chance of saving her I need you all to trust me." She expected them to fight her more on the matter, but they all backed off like she told them knowing she spoke the truth. They didn't know what she was going to do but they all knew that Chloe Sullivan was dying how or why they didn't know either. But if anyone could save their watchtower it was her mother. "Take care of that baby girl archer, her mother's going to want to hold her when she wakes up."

She could smell nature, feel the cool breeze of the summer afternoon and she opened her eyes shutting them just as quickly because of the sun. It was so bright; she put a hand over her eyes trying to block the glare of the bright light. Deciding it was a lost cause she stood up, looking around she didn't see a house or building anywhere. Just rolling grassy hills as far as the eye could see.

Everything was so peaceful; she blinked again feeling like she was forgetting something. She didn't remember lying down in the field, Where was she? When was she? How did she get here? Most importantly, who was she?

The young woman looked down at her clothes, surprised at her bare feet and simple white sundress. What was she doing here; there were so many questions to be answered. She looked up at the sky wondering if she could get her bearings that way, but there was something wrong with the endless expanse, it wasn't blue and the clouds looked so swirly like a vortex.

This place was so different than anyplace she had ever been or at least she thought so. She didn't remember ever being anywhere else. All her senses worked, she could smell the wild flowers growing everywhere, see all around her in every direction, hear the breeze and feel the grass under her feet. Wait there was one more sense,

"…"the blonde opened her mouth and then realized she didn't know what to say.

"Don't worry it will all come back to you." A sound, a voice, someone else's words.

"Who are you?" Finding her voice for what felt like the first time.

"We're not here to talk about me Chloe; we're here to talk about you." The woman looked older than herself and somewhere in her being she felt like she knew her. Chloe, she called her Chloe, that was it.

"Chloe, that's my name isn't it?" The blonde smiled at the new found information and then felt a few memories flood back to her. "Chloe Sullivan, I was born to Moira and Gabe Sullivan, they're my parents."

"Yes, I'm your mother." Moira hugged her daughter embracing her like only a mother could.

"Mom it's so good to see you." She hugged her but then backed off as more memories entered her consciousness, "Wait you left, you abandoned me."

"Yes, I left, but then I came back you saved me," She didn't let the younger woman out of her grasp and held her in place in front of her making Chloe look her in the eyes. "and now I'm here to save you?"

"Save me? Save me from what?" She tried to escape her mother's grip again but couldn't.

"From this, all of this. You're dying Chloe." Moira said her name again hoping that with each mention of it she could jog her memories. "But you have to live you have to save yourself fight back against this."

"Why should I trust you? You betrayed me, you left me?" She was right but now was not the time for this argument; they didn't have much time at all.

"Search your memories baby, you have to remember." As the word baby left her lips Chloe saw a flash of a pink bundle being cradled in strong arms and heard crying. "Good its working. Now think of whose holding your child."

"Oliver? My child." It was all coming back piece by piece and then it was all there like it always was. "Mom? Mom where are we?"

"In truth, I don't know dear. All I know is this is a place beyond the physical plain, whether it's your mind or something more spiritual I'm not sure. But from what I feel, I can tell your slipping away from the physical world with each passing moment." Moira didn't stutter as she spoke, but her voice was starting to crack like her heart was breaking. "You are on the edge of death Chloe."

"The edge of death?" She turned away from her mother not knowing where to look. "But I have so much to live for; I don't want to leave Oliver or her. I promised him, I told him I would never leave him. Mom help me."

"The only one that can save you is you."It was the truth she knew it somewhere deep down.

"How?" She had the answer somewhere, but what was it?

"Heal yourself." Moira said hugging her daughter and making Chloe sit down in the field with her.

"But I can only heal others," Chloe looked dumb founded what did she mean, her power only worked on others.

"Chloe you have the power within you and so do I. You have to listen to me honey, lay down." Chloe nodded in agreement ready to do whatever her mother told her and laid down in the field. Moira sat cross legged and hovered over her daughter placing a kiss on Chloe's forehead. "Do as I say Chloe, Heal yourself."

"But..." she was about to repeat her previous statement but her mother cut her off again.

"Listen to your mother, turn your power inward Chloe." Her mother's voice was now louder and boomed from everywhere.

"Heal yourself, your family needs you sweetheart!"

She was dying Chloe was dying and Oliver felt for some reason it was all his fault. If he hadn't, if they never…this was not right. He had finally found the one person in the world that understood him more then any and she was dying. Oliver's gaze fell on the new life he was cradling in his arms, what was he suppose to do with her, he couldn't raise their child alone.

"Don't worry your mommy's a fighter, she's going to make it."He whispered into his daughter's ear so only she could hear him.

AN: My Beta says this was an intense chapter and rereading it i agree.. Hope you enjoyed it