Doomsday with [livejournal.com profile] alwaysherhero

May. 30th, 2009 02:13 pm
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Chloe is typing furiously, radar and satellite images flashing in the screen in front of her as she tries to find something, anything that tells her that maybe Clark made it out of it, that he made it through his battle against Doomsday alive.

After Jimmy's funeral, she came back to the place she had already been calling the Watchtower, the place Jimmy had gotten her, the place that would allow her to look over Metropolis and help protect it. But Metropolis doesn't stand a chance without it's savior, she and the others can't fight Doomsday without him, if Clark is-- No. She can't think about it, she needs to focus.

Focus on finding Clark, focus on making sure he's okay, focus on making sure Jimmy's death wasn't in vain. Just focus.

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Date: 2009-06-04 06:09 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] chloeas.livejournal.com
When he steps close to her, her hands automatically go up to his arms, hands gripping the sleeves of his coat. Even if she's trying to block it out, instinctively she knows what he's doing, knows what he is saying.

But when he steps back, she doesn't have the strength to hold on, she barely has the strength to stand anymore. So she just watches his face, looks him in the eyes, her own pleading as she shakes her head again. The gesture is small but she knows he's seen it, Clark always sees everything.

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Date: 2009-06-04 06:21 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] alwaysherhero.livejournal.com
He does see it, and it makes his heart ache. It probably shows all too clearly in his face, despite his best efforts.

He exhales, slowly, and then says the two words he's been dreading, that he knows will break her heart, as well as his, one last time.

"Goodbye, Chloe."

He turns away from her, head down, eyes lowered, unable to look at her anymore, afraid he might have a moment of weakness.

And then he walks away, leaving behind the woman he loves more than anything. He's gone, just as if he was never there.
Edited Date: 2009-06-04 06:23 am (UTC)

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Date: 2009-06-04 06:34 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] chloeas.livejournal.com
His words feel like a sharp knife, all she can do is watch. She wants to stop him, to call out for him, but she can't.

Chloe just stands there, watching him through blurry eyes, tears running down her cheeks as she wraps her arms around herself, a quiet sob escaping her lips, her body shaking as she starts to cry harder.

She is completely alone.

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