"That's the last box." Chloe said to Bart who nodded grabbing it from her and walking to the elevator. Chloe turned around and took a deep breath. She looked at the apartment with a sad smile on her face. She never thought it would be hard to leave, but this had been her home.

"Are you sure you don't want the chairs?" Lex asked from behind her. "You love those chairs."

Chloe turned around quickly. "What are you doing here?"

"Me?" He walked into the room and smiled. "I still live here."

Chloe blushed slightly. "Right."

"You can have the chairs Chloe." Lex offered.

"I think we're gonna get our own chairs." She said quietly. "But thanks for offering."

"It's the least I can do." He walked over to her. "After saving me so much money with the divorce settlement."

"I never wanted your money." Chloe reminded him. "But if you'll reconsider…"

"No." Lex shook his head smiling sadly.

"Come on Lex. She makes the best coffee in the world." Chloe begged him.

"You aren't poaching my housekeeper." He laughed at her. "It's taking everything I have in me to let you go Chloe, don't ask me to give her up too." Chloe lost her smile and nodded. "Any thing else though? Come on there's got to be something you want."

Chloe thought for a minute and then smiled at him. "You know what I really want?"

"Name it." Lex offered.

"I want to know what you did to make Lionel let me off the hook." She crossed her arms over her chest and Lex smiled at her.

"Alexander!" Lionel stormed into Lex's office and slapped something on his desk. "What in the hell are these?"

Lex looked up from his computer and glanced over. "Divorce papers." Lex said in a bored tone as he went back to his computer.

"Your divorce papers?" Lionel screamed.

Lex sighed and picked the papers up, looking more closely at them. "Yes." He said dropping them down on the desk. "Did you just drop by to show them too me? Because I saw them when I signed them."

"What exactly do you think you're doing? The both of you?"

Lex closed the computer and got up. "Well dad, the US government really doesn't like it when you're married to two people at the same time."

"You want to marry someone else?" Lionel raised an eyebrow.

"No." Lex poured a drink. "Chloe does. Can I get you a drink?"

"Oh Chloe does." Lionel nodded and Lex could tell he was seconds away from loosing his cool. "And you just went along with it?"

"Looks that way doesn't it." Lex took a sip of his scotch and turned around.

Lionel's eyes were closed. "Son, please tell me this isn't about Oliver Queen."

"Sorry." Lex shrugged. "I can't do that."

"I can't believe what I'm hearing. You're giving your wife a divorce to marry the man who she cheated on you with?" Lex seemed surprised for a second. "Yes I knew all about it."

"Dad is there a purpose to this visit other than to list things that I already know?" Lex walked back over to his desk.

"You know what?" Lionel grabbed the papers. "None of this matters, because we had a deal and regardless of whether she wants a divorce or you're willing to give her one, it's not going to happen."

"Dad, let it go." Lex said.

"I'm going to find her and when I find her, she's going to realize that I wasn't bluffing." Lionel walked to the door.

"Dad!" Lex slammed his glass on the table and Lionel turned around. "Sit down."

"Son, I'm not sure what you're…"

"Sit down." Lex said in a tone that Lionel had never heard him use before. Without realizing it, he sat down. "You aren't going to find Chloe, you aren't going to threaten Chloe, you aren't ever going to speak to Chloe again, in fact, don't even look at her."

"And why would I do that?" Lionel asked.

Lex opened a drawer, pulled out a file folder and slid it across the desk. Lionel opened the folder and paused, flipping through page after page slowly, his face getter paler by the second. "Would you like that drink now?" Lex stood up and Lionel nodded.

By the time Lex got back with the scotch Lionel was finished. "Where did you get this?" He asked after downing the first glass. Lex moved to refill it but Lionel shook his head.

"Just a few things I've collected over the years." Lex said. "Now, Chloe and I are getting a divorce, actually we've already gotten it, and there's nothing you can do about it, there will be no repercussions for either her or myself." Lex sat back down. "Illegal fire arms deals in Libya dad?" Lex shook his head. "Selling plutonium to the Iranians. I'm not sure the State Department or the UN would take too kindly to that." Lionel lifted his head up.

"You've been collecting this for a while." Lionel slid the folder back to Lex who just nodded. "And yet you waited until now to use it against me? You could have been out of this marriage four years ago."

Lex took a sip and smiled at Lionel. "Yeah, Chloe never finds that out either."

"I guess the only thing I can say is…checkmate." Lionel stood up smiling strangely at Lex before walking out of the office.

"Now if I told you that." Lex said. "What reason would he have to keep the deal?"

"Well, I've got all my stuff." She told him. "I packed up the Clock tower yesterday."

"Better Tomorrows should do just as good in Star City as it did in Metropolis." Lex offered. "The announcement's coming out tomorrow; do you know what you're going to say? What you're going to tell people?"

Chloe nodded. "I guess there's only one thing left to do." She looked down at her hand and stared for a minute before pulling her wedding rings off. She twirled them around her fingers before placing them on the counter. Lex looked down at his hand and then did the same thing, setting his ring down next to hers on the counter. "So that's it then."

"No." Lex shook his head and reached into his pocket. He hesitated only a second before handing over a folded up piece of paper.

"What's this?" Chloe took it from him and slowly opened it, her eyes going wide, her face breaking out into a smile. "Hill's coffee recipe."

"She told me to tell you to guard it with your life." Lex said.

"I will." Chloe clutched the piece of paper to her chest and smiled up at Lex before turning away and walking to the elevator. She stopped halfway there, turned around and walked back over. She brought her hand up to his face and rubbed his cheek slowly. "It wasn't that bad." She assured him. "Being married to you." He smiled softly and she reached up and kissed him. His arms automatically reached out for her, his hands settling on her hips as he pulled her closer, just a little and then she pulled away, still smiling. "You deserve better than me." Chloe said.

"Never imagined I'd hear those words out of your mouth." Lex laughed.

"You and me both." She chuckled. "But it's true. You deserve better than what I gave you, and I hope you find it someday."

"Thanks." He stepped back and her hand fell to her side.

"Goodbye Lex." She said sadly and walked to the elevator.

Chloe walked out of the building, still clutching the piece of paper with the coffee recipe in her hands when she stopped. Oliver was standing in front of her, leaning against a town car smiling. "What are you doing here?" Chloe asked him confused. "You're supposed to be waiting for me in Star City."

"You were taking too long." He stood up straight and opened the car door.

"I was packing up a life." She reminded him.

"I know." He laughed. "I didn't think my apartment was small until Bart started showing up with your boxes."

"If it's a problem I can live somewhere else." She smiled as she climbed in the car.

"No way." Oliver shook his head. "I've been waiting ten years for this; we'll just buy a bigger place."

"Sounds like a solid plan." Chloe said.

"And in the mean time, we'll get a room in a hotel." He joked. "Because I can't seem to locate my bed through all your things." She slapped his arm and he laughed.

Then she noticed something on the opposite seat from her. "That's my luggage." She pointed out. "But all my stuff is in Star City."

"Yes, but we aren't going to Star City." Oliver told her.

"We aren't?" Chloe asked confused.

"Nope, I think that you and I deserve a vacation. With the divorce announcement coming out tomorrow and the media circus that will ensue once people find out that we're together, a vacation is exactly what we need, just hide away from the world for a while."

"A vacation. " Chloe nodded. "Sounds good, where are we going?"

"Well." Oliver sat down next to her. "I know this great little Island off the coast of Madagascar, the perfect place to hide." He grabbed her hand and Chloe smiled, intertwining her fingers in his. "Plus we've got a wedding to go to."

"Can we make a stop first?" Chloe asked and Oliver shrugged.

Clark was in the barn fixing the tractor when she walked through the door and coughed to get his attention. He looked over surprised and dropped his wrench. "Chloe!"

She glared at him and walked straight up to him, slapping him across the face. Again it hurt her more than it hurt him, but again she didn't even flinch. He looked at her confused. "Dumbass." She glared at him.

"I'm sorry?" He was still very confused.

"Ok, here's the thing." Chloe seemed nervous now. "We both wasted a lot of time being stupid so we aren't going to do the long drawn out apologies because I'll cry and you'll cry and it'll turn into this really big thing and we wasted enough time. No ones to blame for anything and we can't change the past so we're just not going to bring it up all right. We wasted eight years with each other and I'm tired and I want my friend back and none of the apologies matter anyway because we're family, and by law we have to forgive each other so there."

"Ok." Clark smiled at her.

"Can we skip to the hugging now?" Chloe asked.

"Yeah." Clark nodded pulling her into a tight hug that the both of them had been wanting for the last eight years.

Chloe pulled away reluctantly. "Ok, good, that's out of the way. I've got to go, I've got a plane to catch and a wedding to get to and then I have to try and fit all of my stuff into Oliver's tiny apartment but when I'm done with all that we'll talk. I'll come back here or you'll come to Star City but I haven't spoken to you in eight years and we've got a lot of catching up to do."

"Ok." Clark said.

"But while I'm dealing with all my stuff, you're going to do something for me." Chloe said. "On Monday you'll be starting your new job at the Daily Planet. I've already talked to Perry, everything's set up, you'll be working with Lois but that doesn't matter so just get over it. Now, you can stay out here and do the long commute thing or you can move into the Clock Tower. I can't get rid of it and it's just going to be sitting there empty so I might as well put it to good use. Personally I vote for the Clock Tower because you need to get out of Smallville and you need to get off this farm." She handed him a set of keys and Clark took them.

"Chloe…" Clark looked at her confused.

"Now you're really behind here on this whole Son of Krypton destiny thing so you should probably get right on that." She smiled up at him. "I don't want to hear anything about it, you have these amazing gifts Clark and you just shut yourself away on this farm when you could have been out there helping people, helping lots of people so we're gonna work on that when I get back too. Obviously you can't run around saving the world in jeans and a t-shirt so we'll figure out something, work on a secret identity for you, maybe a costume, we'll work on the details later, it doesn't matter." She took a deep breath and sighed. "But we are going to work on it, and I'm going to make sure you do what you were put on this earth to do, I'm not going to have any complaining or protests. I will stay on your ass about this thing day and night so there's no getting out of this."

"Chloe." Clark smiled at her.

"Yeah?" She looked up at him.

"I missed you." He hugged her again and she laughed, holding him tight.

"She'll be back in a few weeks." Oliver said from the doorway. "I promise, but we've really got to go." Clark and Chloe didn't stop hugging. "A few weeks." He said again, a smile on his face as Clark reluctantly let go of Chloe.

"I'll hold you to that." He nodded at Oliver.

"Ok, so don't be late on Monday, and try not to give Lois too hard a time." Chloe said as she walked toward the door. "And maybe go buy a suit or something, flannel doesn't really say serious reporter."

"I'll be fine Chloe." Clark assured her. "I am a grown man."

"Clark, you've done a sum total of nothing without me these past eight years, so humor me." Chloe said. "I'll see you in a few weeks."

"See you." Clark said. "Oh and Chloe!" She turned around and nodded at him. "I wouldn't have cried."

"Oh you would have cried." She smiled. "You'd have cried like a baby." She screamed after him as she got into the car with Oliver.

One Week Later...

Oliver watched Chloe walk out of the crystal blue water and ring her hair out as a porter relived her of her mask and snorkel. She spotted him right away and her smile got even bigger if that was possible. "Hey." She said leaning over pretty far to give him a kiss, trying to not get him wet.

"Hey." He smiled back at her. "You just had to get up at five a.m. and snorkel?" He joked with her.

"I really did." She sounded giddy and Oliver couldn't fault her.

"You work up a good appetite?" He handed Chloe her bag and she pulled out the cover up she'd practically lived in since they got there and put it on over her wet swim suit and slipped on her sandals.

"Oh yeah." Chloe nodded. "I was out there for hours, I didn't even realize, the reef goes all the way around the Island and it's so full of everything. AC would love it here. We'll have to come back."

"We'll definitely do that." Oliver holding the door to the restaurant open to her. They'd been on the island for a week, done Rachel's wedding, and now they were just relaxing, enjoying being together.

They ate brunch and had a good time. "So what do you want to do now?" Chloe asked leaving the restaurant with her arm around Oliver's waist. "They've got a hike into the mountains later." She walked. "There's a sailing course, we could go fishing…" They walked into their private cabin Chloe walked into the bathroom.

"Actually, I got a surprise in the gift shop today." Oliver walked into the bathroom and Chloe turned to him. He pulled a small box out from behind his back and she smiled. "Travel Trivial Pursuit." He wiggled his eyebrows at her.

"Ok." Chloe nodded slowly. "You ready to loose your pants?

"Actually I think you might want to put some more clothes on." He looked over at her swimsuit and cover up. "I've been studying."

"Is that so?" Chloe looked at him.

"I'm telling you, you're gonna want more than two articles of clothing." He warned her.

"I think I'll take my chances." Chloe smiled and walked into the other room with him.

Fifteen minutes later Chloe and Oliver were lying in bed, completely out of breath. "Shortest game of Trivial Pursuit ever?" She turned to him laughing.

"I told you I've been studying." Oliver laughed.

"I let you win." Chloe told him.

"You let me win?" Oliver raised an eyebrow. "Really?"

"Of course." Chloe wrapped the bed sheet around her and moved to the end of the bed to get the box. "I mean who doesn't know that sweet pickle relish was invented by Qin Shi Huang, the first emperor of China."

"You knew that?" Oliver smirked at her.

"Didn't you?" Chloe scoffed.

"I did actually." Oliver smiled.

"Really?" Chloe wrinkled her nose.

"I told you I studied." Oliver sat up straighter.

"Ok." Chloe said and she pulled out another card. "Who was the first leader of the Soviet Union's Communist Party born after the Russian Revolution? Even I know that." She smiled at him.

"Mikhail Gorbachev." Oliver said smartly.

"Fine, let's find another." She dug through the cards and pulled one out. "Who was the first female member of the White House staff?"

Oliver thought for a second. "Alice Sanger."

"Show off. You did study." She pulled another card. "Ok, who was the first person to build an astronomy radio telescope?"

"Grote Reber." Oliver told her. "But I knew that one before." He waved her off.

"Hmm." She pulled another card and smirked at him. "Here we go, no way you know this. How much money did President Abraham Lincoln have in his pockets when he was assassinated?"

"Five dollars." Oliver crossed his arms over his chest, looking smug and Chloe opened her mouth to say something. "In Confederate currency."

"You are just a font of useless trivia aren't you?" Chloe tossed the cards aside.

"That I am." Oliver nodded.

"Do you have any idea, how hot you are right now?" Chloe smiled.

"Oh yeah?" He smiled.

"Intelligence is very sexy." Chloe told hm.

"Did you know that Julius Caesar had twelve toes?"

"Really?" Chloe leaned over and crawled toward him.

"Yep." Oliver said. "Also William Shakespeare was dyslexic."

"That's actually interesting." Chloe crawled closer.

"Uh huh, and Australia is sinking at a rate of three centimeters a year." He said as Chloe finally made it in front of him.

"Poor Australians."

"I know right." Oliver smiled. "But funnily enough, Australia is also the driest continent on the earth."

"Oliver." Chloe looked up at him. "Why are we still talking about Australia?"

"I have no idea." He shook his head and then kissed her, pulling her down on top of him. He was untangling the sheet from around her when they heard a phone ring. Chloe pulled away annoyed.

"That's me." She pulled the sheet tighter around her and Oliver grabbed her hand.

"Don't it's probably a reporter." Oliver tried to pull her back in the bed and she laughed.

"I got a new phone before we left, only like two people have the number." She pulled away and grabbed the phone. "It's Lois."

"Again?" Oliver sighed and leaned his head against the head board.

"Give her a break." Chloe said answering her phone. "Hey Lois." Chloe sat on the edge of the bed and Oliver crawled over to her.

"He's doing it again." Lois growled into the phone.

"Lois come on we've been over this." Chloe rolled her eyes as Oliver swept her hair off the back of her neck.

"I don't care what you say." Chloe could hear her typing. "He's staring at me."

"His desk is right across from yours, if he looks straight ahead, he's looking at you, he's not doing it on purpose." Chloe sighed as Oliver slowly started to kiss her neck. She waved her hand behind her to stop him but he didn't stop.

"No, see I fixed that." Lois told her. "I moved everything into the center of the desk to block his path."

"Ok." Chloe said slowly. "So you've put everything in a pile in the middle of your desk? Maybe that's why he's staring at you, because he thinks you've gone crazy." Chloe turned to glare at Oliver as he slowly pulled the sheet away from her.

"So you admit that he's staring at me." Lois said triumphantly.

"Is he at his desk?" Chloe sighed pulling the sheet out of Oliver's hand.

"Yes, staring at me." Lois said and Chloe could hear the glare in her voice.

"Well because you're sitting there talking about him. You need to calm down and just get over it, you work together now, deal with it, now put him on the phone."

"Fine." Lois grumbled. "By the way what's up with the glasses? Since when has he worn those?"

"He used to wear contacts but then…he developed and allergy." Chloe said quickly. That was her suggestion, a part of his secret identity. "Just put him on the phone."

Chloe could hear her lean over the desk. "Chloe wants to talk to you." She snapped.

"Thanks." Clark said. "Hey Chloe."

"Hey." She stood up as Oliver's hand snaked around her stomach and she glared at him. He sighed and fell to the bed.

"Look, you've got to stop staring at her." Chloe said to him.

"I can't help it." Clark said. "She looks different."

"She grew up, she's more professional now." Chloe said. "That's all."

"And she's acting weird." He whispered. "She pilled everything up in the center of her desk."

"Ok, she's more professional now but she's still Lois." Chloe explained. "Just stop staring at her, and don't pick anymore fights."

"Breaking and entering is illegal." Clark said. "I'm just supposed to go along with her?"

"Yes Clark, you're a reporter now and unofficially things like laws don't really apply to you anymore."

"It doesn't work that way." Clark scolded her.

"It does when you want a bi-line on the front page of the Daily Planet." Chloe said. "Now please could you guys try to get along even if it's just for two more weeks so I can enjoy my vacation and not play the mom with you two?"

"Sorry." Clark said. "I'll let you get back to your…"

"Trivial Pursuit." Chloe told him.

"Really." Clark said as if he didn't believe her. "You're on a remote tropical island, in a private bungalow, and you're playing Trivial Pursuit."

"We are." Chloe said. "That's my story and I'm sticking to it." She hung up the phone and turned around.

"Now." Oliver sat up. "Where were we?"

"We were late." Chloe said looking at her watch. "We're supposed to meet Greta for dinner."

"Really?" Oliver pouted.

"Well. Since we're late." She walked over to the bed. "And we both still have to shower, it would probably just be faster to do it together." She offered him.

He stood up smiling. "That sounds like the greatest idea you've possibly ever had."

"Hey there's Greta." Chloe smiled and headed to the table the other girl was sitting at and sat down. Oliver had been right, once they'd gotten to know each other, they hit it off instantly. Greta had come for Rachel's wedding like them, and also like them had fallen in love with the secluded resort and decided to stay there while making the last few changes to her book. Oliver sat down next to them and smiled as they engaged their own conversation. He snagged a passing waiter and ordered Chloe some coffee.

"Crap." Chloe checked her watch. "I forgot to check in with Kate."

"No, no work." Oliver reminded her.

"Ok, I left her alone to unpack the entire office in a new location in the middle of a huge project." Chloe said. "We were supposed to break ground on fifteen schools today, I just want to make sure everything went smoothly."

"Five minutes." Oliver raised his eyebrows.

"Swear." Chloe kissed his cheek. "And I'll make it up to you later."

"I'll hold you to that." Oliver smiled as she walked out of the room to use her phone.

"You look happy." Greta smiled at him. "Really happy."

"I am happy." Oliver turned to her, tearing his eyes off of Chloe.

"You know when I was your nurse, all I could really think about was the fact that you were so alone. No one knew who you were, you had no visitors, no family, it was so sad." She looked at Chloe. "And now look at you."

"Yep, I'm doing pretty good for a guy who was asleep for eight years."

"You're doing pretty great." Greta said kissing his cheek.

"Sorry, no more work, the rest of the trip." Chloe sat back down. "Did you order yet?"

"Not yet." Greta shook her head. "So I've been trying to be patient but I just can't take it anymore." She took a deep breath. "What did you think?"

Chloe just stared at her in astonishment. "I finished it last night." She reached down in her bag and pulled out a manuscript sliding it back over to Greta. "It was amazing."

"Really?" Greta smiled relieved. "You liked it?"

"Liked it?" Chloe laughed. "I loved it. I honestly don't know what your publishers possibly think you could change."

"You liked the ending?" Greta asked as she flipped through the pages. "You don't think it was to…how do you say…cheesy? He gets the girl, they live happily ever after?"

"No." Chloe shook her head emphatically. "I mean I guess I'm a little biased seeing as how it's my ending, but I think it's perfect."

"I don't know." Oliver said, putting himself in the conversation. "I think it's missing something."

"Missing something." Chloe looked over at him. "Are you crazy, what on earth could it possibly be missing?"

"Well how do we know they end up happily ever after? I mean sure he gets the girl and they ride off into the sunset but that's it, that's how you're going to leave it?" He asked.

"Well what do you suggest?" Chloe asked him.

"I don't know, something that shows us they end up together forever, or at least hints at it. Maybe, I don't know, I'm just throwing things out there." He reached in his pocket and pulled out a small box. "Maybe a wedding." He opened the box and slid it over to Chloe who reached a hand out to grab it and stared at him.

"A wedding?" Greta wasn't even paying attention. She was flipping through the manuscript as Chloe slowly picked up the box. "You don't think that would definitely push it over into cheesy?" Chloe looked down at the ring. It was small, not small, understated, it was light and airy and perfect. "What do you think Chloe?" Greta asked looking over at her, pausing when she saw the ring box and then looking to Oliver and back to Chloe again.

"Yeah Chloe." Oliver leaned forward. "What do you think?" He grabbed her hand and the ring box and pulled the ring out, holding it above her ring finger.

"I think a wedding might be pushing it a bit." She looked up at him. "So soon after everything that happened." Oliver seemed startled and moved to pull away but Chloe grabbed his arm. "But an engagement." She smiled up at him. "I think an engagement would be perfect."

"Yeah?" Oliver asked hopefully.

"Yeah. Yes, of course." Chloe nodded at him as he slipped the ring on her finger and then practically pulled her into his lap as he hugged her happily. "God I love you." She smiled and kissed him softly.

"I love you too." He said to her as she looked down and examined her ring.

"Oh my God." Greta practically squealed and grabbed Chloe's hand to check out the ring. "Rachel is going to be so pissed she missed this."

A/N: So that's it, that's all she wrote, well all I wrote, I hope you enjoyed it, I enjoyed writing it. I'm working on another one, which will probably be longer than this, but not as long as Last Job. Generally I like to have at least half the story written before I start posting so it might be a while.