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[chloesullivan]

They made it back to the Watchtower in no time and once they made sure Mia and Michael weren't going anywhere, they made their way to their floor, where Lois took the guest room Mia had been sleeping in when she was little and Chloe and Oliver made their way to their own room.

She took a deep breath as they made their way inside, walking slowly because of the cuts on her feet, she was incredibly relieved to be home, even more relieved that they were all okay, but they still had so much to talk about and to process, she wasn't even thinking about sleeping, no matter how exhausted her body was, her brain was going miles a minute.

"You have no idea how much I missed this bed," she told him quietly, mostly to get the conversation started, because if she was honest, she was a little nervous about finally being alone with him, she knew they had some difficult topics to discuss.

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[dl-greenarrow.livejournal.com]

Oliver's chest tightened painfully and he buried his face against her hair. "This isn't your fault," he whispered. "Look, what we do...it's dangerous. Nothing is one hundred percent full-proof." He pulled away to look at her. "You've been tired because of the baby. Mia and Michael were kids...there was a lot going on. Please don't blame yourself for this, Chloe."

[chloeas.livejournal.com]

"I had to make things right," she whispered to him, tightening her arms around him even more, "I didn't want anyone else to be in danger because of me."

[dl-greenarrow.livejournal.com]

He hugged her back again. "it wasn't because of you. It was because of the Suicide Squad," he said firmly, dropping a kiss against her ear.

[chloeas.livejournal.com]

Sniffing a little, she took a deep breath and shivered slightly at the kiss, "I'll need some kind of back up system, some kind of alert system that will automatically let everyone know if something goes wrong and I'm not there to ask for help."

[dl-greenarrow.livejournal.com]

Oliver tensed a little, his arms tightening around her. "Don't say that."

[chloeas.livejournal.com]

"No, Ollie, I didn't mean it like that," she whispered to him, kissing his cheek, "but if the baby is going to make me this tired all the time, we need a back up plan."

[dl-greenarrow.livejournal.com]

He relaxed at that, nodding a little. "Right. Sorry. I just..." He pressed a kiss to her cheek, as well.