Author's Note: So, this update has been a long time coming but then I watched the Smallville series finale and loved it! It did also make me depressed though since we won't have any new episodes, but thank God for fan fiction! Anyways, enjoy!

Oliver's reaction was immediate. Without even processing the implications of what Bart said, he pulled his cell phone out and punched in Clark's number. While waiting for the Boy Scout to pick up, he securely wrapped an arm around Chloe's waist and pulled her towards him.

"Oliver—" Chloe's voice was panicked and Oliver silenced her by holding her a little more tightly.

"It'll be okay," Oliver muttered. "Don't worry."

"But Oliver—!" Chloe protested, her voice hitting a note of hysteria.


"Clark, it's Chloe." Oliver said and before he could say anything else, Clark burst through the front door. Taking in Chloe's shocked expression, he shot a concerned glance to Oliver.

"What—?" Clark couldn't finish his sentence before Chloe broke free of Oliver's grasp and marched toward her computers. Angrily typing, she avoided Oliver's worried gaze.

"Chloe, you should sit down." Oliver told her gently.

"Yeah, Chloelicious," Bart agreed, looking ashamed of himself for causing this situation. He forced himself to a sitting position and groaned with the effort. "Cause there's no way we'd ever let anything happen to you."

"What is going on?" Clark demanded.

"Nothing!" Chloe snapped.

"Oliver?" Clark questioned.

"The woman that attacked Bart," Oliver began. "Really wants Chloe."

A pause as Oliver let the info sink in.

"What?" Came Clark's reply, much more quietly this time. "Are you sure?" He shot a pleading glance that Oliver, hoping for something that would keep his best friend from being a target.

"Yes," Oliver replied. He forced his voice to remain calm and not to rise with anger, because he knew anger wouldn't help Chloe now. Anger would make him careless and get her killed. He faced the woman he was secretly in love with and saw panic in her eyes hidden by a stone cold expression. Furiously typing, Oliver could see that she was trying to bury herself in her work. "Chloe, please sit down."

"Just stop!" Chloe exclaimed. "I'm fine and I don't need to sit and I don't need to be protected! What I need to do is figure out who attacked Bart and who—" She was on the verge of tears now and Oliver couldn't stand seeing her like this. His mouth set in a hard line, he gently pulled her away from her computers and placed a finger under her chin which forced her to look up to him.

"Hey," He said with a smirk. "We're not going to allow anything to happen to you." She jerked her head away.

"I know that—!"

"I wasn't finished," Oliver chided gently and with a sigh, she met his gaze again. "And I know you don't like the sound of having people protect you, but Chloe, you've gotta realize, we're doing this because we love you."

And because I love you, he added silently, and I couldn't live with myself if something happened to you.

"Oliver—" Chloe protested.

"Shh," He placed a finger over her lips and silenced her. "And you're going to be safe with us protecting you." She glanced at Clark who simply nodded reassuringly. Smiling softly, she pulled Oliver into a hug. Shocked, Oliver froze for a few seconds before wrapping his arms around the blonde.

"Thank you," He heard her whisper. His grip on her tightened. "Thank you so much." He didn't want to let her go—God, she felt so right in his arms. It was like she was made to embrace him and it pained him when she finally began to pull back. Clark hugged her next and he could see fierce devotion enter his eyes. Oliver felt relief enter his system. At least if something were to happen to him, Clark would be there to make sure Chloe was safe.

As he watched the two best friends, Oliver realized that he had to tell Chloe how he felt.

The question was when?

Author's Note: Reviews are treasured!