Okay, first of all, sorry I haven't updated in forever. I've had writer's block like a mo fo. Second of all, I can't seem to change the settings at all so it's all squished together and the scenes don't end or being. Sorry, I'll try to work on it! Enjoy!

"This is the second shipment in a row that's been hit," Lex growled through clenched teeth. "Well, what am I paying you fo-"

The door slammed open. Oliver Queen stormed in.

"I'm going to have to call you back." He hung up and turned to Oliver. "Yes?"

"Where is she?"

Lex blinked innocently.

"Chloe, Lex. Where the hell is she?"

"I've no idea. My men have been scouring the city. I'm as worried as you are. "

"Bullshit." Oliver placed his hands on the desk and leaned across towards Lex. "What do you want Lex?"

"Excuse me?"

"This is obviously a power play. What do you want from me? What do I have to do to get her back?"

Lex studied him for a moment. "Even if I did know where she was, what could you possibly give me that I don't already have or can't get myself."

Oliver met his gaze quarely. "Green Arrow."

"It's too dangerous, Oliver." Diana moved between Oliver and the elevator.

"I have to try."

"This is a terrible plan."

Oliver locked and loaded his crossbow. "You have a better one?" he snarled.

"I do."

They both turned to where Clark stood in the doorway.

"Talk fast farmboy."

Clark allowed himself a small smile. "Well, let's hope Lex is as easy to convince as Lois once was."

"Well, I brought him, Luthor. Where is she?" He stood in the middle of the warehouse, the Green Arrow in front of him with his hands tied behind his back.

Lex appeared out of the shadows. "Three days. I'm impressed. Tell me, how did you find him?"

"Must have been our innate common sense of justice."

"Too bad you forfeited that for your girlfriend. Tell me, Oliver, is she worth it? Giving up your morals for a supposed true love?"

Oliver clenched his teeth. "Yes."

"How selfish of you."

The blond shrugged. "It's been awhile since I've had to share."

"Enough chatter, Queen. Give me to me!"

Oliver's hand tightened on Green Arrow's shoulder. "Chloe first."

With a sigh, Lex nodded. Two men brought Chloe forward. She looked exhausted but determined. "Oliver! What-?!"

One of the men clamped a hand over her mouth.

"Now that you know she's fine, give up the Green Arrow."

Oliver shoved his hostage forward. "Give me Chloe."

Lex motioned and as the two men brought Chloe forward to throw towards Oliver, others grabbing the Green Arrow. "Take him away. I'll meet you outside." He turned back to Oliver and Chloe, the slight woman clutched in the blond billionaire's arms, his hand stroking her hair. "Back in the arms of your saviour," he snarked.

"You're a monster, Lex." Her voice was brittle, hoarse.

Oliver held her tightly. "You got what you want. We're done here."

"Oh, I don't think so Queen." Lex pulled a gun from a shoulder holster.

"What are you doing Lex?" he maneuvered Chloe so she was shielded by his body, her arms clutched around his waist.

"You don't deserve her, Queen. She deserves the best, the most powerful, the most capable!"

Oliver held up a hand. "Jesus Lex. You've snapped. She's never going to love you." He tried to move them towards the door.

Lex fired off a shot, stopping them in their tracks. "She can, she will. Lois did. When everything was taken away, I was there and she chose me."

"Lois was a shell when you got to her, a ghost. She was gone long before you. You were a means to an end."

"Shut up!"

"Why'd you do it Lex? Why kill her? Did you think it would just work out and I'd take the fall?"

Chloe flinched. Why was Oliver riling him up? He had a gun. He was unhinged. Then she saw him.

"Hello Lex."

He turned, his face paling. "C-clark?"

Clark advanced on him, eyes blazing to the point that Chloe thought he might fry Lex where he stood. The Green Arrow garb was gone, replaced with the familiar blue, red, and yellow.

"Why Lex? She was just of no use to you any longer?" he menaced.

Lex emptied the clip, knowing full well it would do nothing. "You aren't here. You left."

"I'm back." He grabbed the gun from Lex's hand, crushing it to nothing.

Oliver moved forward but Clark swiped at him, knocking him back through some double doors. Chloe raced after him and Clark pulled the doors shut. There was a screech and when Chloe came back, she found them jammed. "Clark!"

"This is my fight!"

She turned and went back to where Oliver lay. "Oliver?"

He opened his eyes. "Hey."

She slid down next to him. "Hi."

"Did we win?"

"We're locked in here. Clark's out there with Lex."

"What?" He moved to get up, to jump to the door, to try and get out there, but she pushed him back down.

"Oh no you don't. Easy champ. You might be concussed. Hang on." She placed a hand on his head but he pulled it away.

"You can't, Chlo. You're weak. I'm fine. Are you okay? Did Lex… did he do anything?"

"No. Nothing," she replied tiredly, scooting into his arms. "He mostly kept me in a room at the mansion. Tried to convince me that you were bad news, that you had killed Lois."

He clenched his jaw. "But he didn't try… I mean he didn't force anything, did he?"

She gave him a small smile. "No. Don't worry." Her eyes fluttered.

"Get some rest, Sidekick. There's nothing we can do right now."

They woke to a screeching at the door and the grim faces of Bruce Wayne and Diana Prince. Oliver untangled himself and went to the door. "Where did they go?"

"That's what I'd like to know," growled Bruce.

"Chloe!" Diana called out, rushing to her side. "Are you alright?"

"Hey," she replied, getting up stiffly with the Amazon's help. "Fine. Just tired."

Oliver moved over and scooped her up into his arms. "I'm taking her home. We can deal with this later. I need to make sure she's safe."

"We'll track them down and clean up here. You get her home." Diana patted Oliver's arm.

"Thank you." He moved through the warehouse and got her to the car and to Queen Towers without incident. Despite her protests, he carried her upstairs. "I'll draw you a bath."

"I could do with just a coffee, Oliver, honestly."

He shook his head. "No, you need to sleep. Sleep and something real to eat." He moved towards the bathroom.


He pausd, glancing back. "Yeah?"

"I love you."

He smiled. "You too."

She snuggled up against the pillows, closing her eyes momentarily. It was like she was expecting him.

He landed softly on the balcony, opened the door and came in hesitantly.

"Where's Lex, Clark?"

"Somewhere safe. He can't hurt anyone now."

She bit her lip. "You didn't…"

"C'mon Chlo." He shot her a hurt look. "Give me a little credit." A pause. "I came to say goodbye."

She nodded, eyes closing to fight the tears. "I figured."

"There's nothing left for me here."

Another nod. "I know."

He bent over and she felt a light brush as he kissed her forehead. "I'll miss you."

When she opened her eyes, he was gone. The tears spilt over. Her vision blurred. Gone. He was gone again.

Suddenly she was cradled in Oliver's strong arms. "He was here wasn't he?" he asked, his tone hovering between anger, frustration and pain.

She nodded, not trusting herself to speak.

"He's gone, isn't he? Not coming back?"

A nod then a shake. Gone. Always gone.

Then a whisper that reached down into her chest and squeezed her heart, "I'm not going anywhere." And he picked her up and made his way to the bathroom.


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