Tracking down dl_greenarrow.

[chloesullivan]

Chloe took a deep breath as she walked into the dimly lit bar, it smelled like sweat and pee and even though she couldn't see the reason why she was there just yet, she could hear the cheering and yelling that was coming from the back of it.

Pursing her lips together, she shoved her hands in her pockets and wrapped her fingers around her small taser. Sure, it was California and she was wearing a heavy jacket, that should look suspicious enough but she didn't care, she had to do this.

As she pushed her way through the bar and toward the crowded back room, she did her best to avoid eye contact, the hat she was wearing should hopefully conceal the fact that she was a girl long enough so that she could get to her goal without calling too much attention to herself or having to have to call 'rape' or something equally disturbing.

It seemed to have worked, because just a moment later, she could see the cage, partially anyway but it was enough for her to see him in there. The crowd was growing more and more excited with each punch and each kick that he took, she couldn't help but wince or the fact that her stomach was turning as she watched him fall to the ground. The most disturbing part was that he wasn't fighting back at all, he was just... taking it, like he deserved it and she had no doubt in her mind that he thought he did.

Which was why she was there, to find him and tell him the truth and bring him home.

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[dl-greenarrow.livejournal.com]

The smile left his face and he shut his eyes. "You shouldn't be here."

[chloeas.livejournal.com]

"Neither should you," she told him, gently trying to get him up not to hurt him anymore than he already was.

[dl-greenarrow.livejournal.com]

Oliver winced a little, pulling his arm away from her. If the others found out there was a woman in the room, there was no telling what they might do to her. And he was in no shape to be successful at protecting her. Fuck.

He let out a breath and gritted his teeth together as he pushed his body off the dirty floor with his hands.

[chloeas.livejournal.com]

Even though he pulled away from her, she still reached for him again and helped his to his feet, her stomach turning as blood dripped from his mouth and nose, "you need a doctor."

[dl-greenarrow.livejournal.com]

"I'm fine," he responded, his voice rough. "Let's just get out of here." He eyed the other men wearily, glad that they weren't paying any attention to him or her, or the fact that they were heading toward the door.

[chloeas.livejournal.com]

Chloe frowned and shook her head but followed him outside silently, but kept her hands on him in case he had trouble standing.

[dl-greenarrow.livejournal.com]

The moment they were outside, he glanced around, spotting her car. He moved over toward it, limping slightly, and guiding her to it. "Now go home."

[chloeas.livejournal.com]

"No," she told him, moving to standing in front of him, "not unless you come with me."

[dl-greenarrow.livejournal.com]

His jaw tightened just a little and he didn't look at her. "I don't have a home." He shifted slightly, trying to move around her.

[chloeas.livejournal.com]

"Yes you do, Oliver," she said, placing her hands on his arms, "please, stop and listen to me."

[dl-greenarrow.livejournal.com]

His expression was blank as he looked at her, his eyes completely devoid of emotion. "I killed a man."

[chloeas.livejournal.com]

"Not here, Ollie," she said, lowering her voice, "at least get in the car."