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Chloe Sullivan ([personal profile] chloesullivan) wrote2009-11-20 02:09 pm

Back to work with [livejournal.com profile] dl_greenarrow

After that very long morning and an even longer nap, they woke up, or Oliver did and Chloe woke up when she felt him moving on the bed beside her. It took her a second to realize where they were but when she felt slightly uncomfortable because she had fallen asleep in her jeans, she remembered.

Rubbing her face, she took a deep breath and glanced at Oliver, whispering, "what time is it?"

[identity profile] dl-greenarrow.livejournal.com 2009-11-20 11:27 pm (UTC)(link)
"Chloe." He reached across the table and covered her hand with his. "Relax," he said gently. "I'm teasing." He gave her hand a gentle squeeze.

[identity profile] chloeas.livejournal.com 2009-11-20 11:31 pm (UTC)(link)
"I know..." she took a deep breath and squeezed his hand back, "I know, sorry." She smiled softly at him and shrugged, "and anyway, I guess it's good to know we have babysitters if we need them, especially if it turns out the baby has some kind of power."

[identity profile] dl-greenarrow.livejournal.com 2009-11-20 11:36 pm (UTC)(link)
"And even if she doesn't, it'll still be nice to have someone we can trust to babysit while we have an evening to ourselves once in awhile," he said with a soft smile.

[identity profile] chloeas.livejournal.com 2009-11-20 11:39 pm (UTC)(link)
She paused, raising her eyebrows and watching him with a smile, " 'She'?"

[identity profile] dl-greenarrow.livejournal.com 2009-11-20 11:40 pm (UTC)(link)
He looked at her once more, cocking his head to the side. "Did I say she?"

[identity profile] chloeas.livejournal.com 2009-11-20 11:44 pm (UTC)(link)
Chloe laughed softly, squeezing his hand again, "you did."

[identity profile] dl-greenarrow.livejournal.com 2009-11-20 11:46 pm (UTC)(link)
He smiled at her laughter, squeezing her hand in return. "I guess it was from those dreams I was having before we found out for sure," he admitted.

[identity profile] chloeas.livejournal.com 2009-11-20 11:49 pm (UTC)(link)
Rubbing her thumb over the back of his hand, she nodded, "It must be, or maybe you are having some kind of premonition."

[identity profile] dl-greenarrow.livejournal.com 2009-11-20 11:51 pm (UTC)(link)
He watched her for a moment. "I think you're the one who's supposed to be having those. What's your sixth sense telling you?"

[identity profile] chloeas.livejournal.com 2009-11-20 11:55 pm (UTC)(link)
Rolling her eyes a little, she shook her head, "dads can have those too," she picked up some salad with her fork and shrugged, "I'm not sure? I haven't really stopped to think, I guess."

[identity profile] dl-greenarrow.livejournal.com 2009-11-20 11:59 pm (UTC)(link)
He grinned and took a bite of his salad, still holding onto her hand. He chewed and swallowed before speaking again. "I vote a pretty green for the nursery."

[identity profile] chloeas.livejournal.com 2009-11-21 12:03 am (UTC)(link)
She rubbed her fingers against his, watching his face, "maybe once we are able to find an apartment. Are you gonna wanna know before it's born?"

[identity profile] dl-greenarrow.livejournal.com 2009-11-21 12:06 am (UTC)(link)
He paused at that, looking up and meeting her eyes. "I've been thinking about that, actually. Uh, the first part that is. There's all that space beneath the Watchtower. It would take some work, but it could be a pretty nice place to live once it's cleaned up and cleared out."

[identity profile] chloeas.livejournal.com 2009-11-21 12:09 am (UTC)(link)
Raising her eyebrows, she nodded a little, smiling, surprised by the suggestion, "I think that's a great idea," she didn't really want to leave the Watchtower behind since it was clear that this vigilante portion of their lives wasn't over, "we have time to get it ready."

[identity profile] dl-greenarrow.livejournal.com 2009-11-21 12:11 am (UTC)(link)
"Ah, by we, if you meant me, yes." He took another bite of salad. "Maybe the guys would be willing to come help. They've never even been to Watchtower." Now that he thought about that, it struck him as odd.