chloesullivan: (Worried leaning on elbows)
Chloe Sullivan ([personal profile] chloesullivan) wrote2009-12-11 10:43 pm

Meeting with [livejournal.com profile] dl_greenarrow, <lj site="livejournal.com" user="thek

The snow storm was past them and the boys had been working on the new floor, which would be for Lois, most of the day and had wanted to patrol. But Oliver had stayed behind with Chloe and Lois and now they were just waiting for Clark to get back from an emergency call so Lois could finally fill them in on what they needed to know.

Chloe was still nervous about them finding out more about the future, but the fact that this future Lois had come from clearly wasn't exactly the same as theirs did comfort her a little because then maybe, whatever bad that had happened might not happen in their present.

With a deep breath, she shifted on the couch and looked towards the window that Clark had left through, "I wonder how long he will be."

[identity profile] chloeas.livejournal.com 2009-12-12 07:06 pm (UTC)(link)
Chloe's eyes widened and she held her breath, looking over at Oliver, suddenly a lot more worried than she was before Lois said that, she reached for his hand and held it tightly in hers.

"Other than the presidency thing, what else happened?" Because if Lex was going to come after her husband, she needed to know.

[identity profile] thekentboy.livejournal.com 2009-12-12 07:09 pm (UTC)(link)
Clark watched the three of them in silence, he had known of Oliver's choice to take Lex's life and even if he hadn't succeeded, it still wasn't something Clark could agree with and it worried him that Chloe only seemed to want to protect Oliver, even if what he had done was wrong.

But he shouldn't focus on that now, they had to stop Lex.

[identity profile] dp-lois.livejournal.com 2009-12-12 07:13 pm (UTC)(link)
Lois drew in a breath and set the pad of paper on her lap. "There's a gala in a few months. After the baby is born. We're all there, except Victor. He's babysitting and running the Watchtower."

She raked a hand through her hair. "Someone in the crowd pulled a gun." She cast a glance at Clark, then down at the floor for a moment.