Chloe Sullivan

Once Mia was settled and Mike was in there with her, Chloe looked around the apartment for Oliver, but when she didn't find him in the living room or kitchen, she made her way to their bedroom and sighed softly when she saw him sitting on the bed.

Swallowing hard, she closed the door quietly behind herself and walked over to him, silently sitting down next to him and sliding her hand in his.

From here.

Chloe made it to the Daily Planet from the Watchtower in record time. To say she was nervous about talking to herself was a huge understatement. If she was honest, she was a little intimidated by this version of herself; she had been through a lot, losing the love of her life, raising three children then having Michael kind of vanish from her world.

In a way, it was comforting to know that she had gone through all of that and had managed to see the other side, but Chloe didn't want her thinking she was much weaker than her or anything like that. At the same time, however, she had so many questions because she knew there was a lot she could potentially learn from her other, older self.

She recognized her instantly, not surprisingly, she supposed. Her back was to her but her hair was still the same color and about the same style, except the other woman was wearing hers straight and it seemed to be a little longer than her own.

Pursing her lips together, she took a few steps forward, "Chloe?" She called awkwardly.

Chloe had been sitting on the couch, watching Oliver as he moved around the apartment for about... fifteen minutes now. He had listed everything they had on the kitchen for her to see if anything sounded appetizing, he had listed all the menus, had offered to send Bart anywhere in the world to pick up food for her, and now he was trying to think of something else, so he was pacing around, it was making her a little dizzy, if she was honest.

When she thought about the possibility of getting pregnant, she always assumed it would be her freaking out, and him sitting on the couch, watching her then comforting her, and she guessed her assumption would would have been correct if the circumstances had been different, but as it was, she was the one who was going to have to keep it cool until she got him to relax and oddly enough, she felt pretty confident she could do that at the moment.

"Ollie?" She called finally, sitting up a little.

Chloe sighed deeply as Bart left and slowly walked over to the bed in the examination room, she had sent Bart back right away, even if most of the dangerous inmates were gone, a lot of the patients were still there and the Belle Reve staff would need all the help it could get to get everyone under control.

Wincing, she sat down and pulled her bare feet up, making a face as she analyzed all the cuts in it, running however many miles barefoot on a highway wasn't exactly smart, but her feet were the least of her worries at the moment.

She still when she heard the elevator getting to the floor and looked down at herself, she was a mess, dirty and still in the blue uniform she'd been given, but at least there was no blood or anything that could scare him when he first saw her. At least she looked nothing like he had the last time she'd seen him.

A couple of days after Michael's possession incident, Chloe was still doing her best to find out everything she could on the subject, she had gone back to the Winchester novels and had highlighted information that seemed real and now she was sitting on the couch of their apartment, laptop on her lap as she researched some more.

She really wanted to ask the Winchester about the protection amulets they had mentioned so she was planning on giving them a call in the near future, but she didn't want to seem completely uneducated on the subject when they spoke and on top of that, she was making a list of things she could ask because she didn't want to miss any important details.

Chloe's eyes narrowed and moved her legs further apart, focusing on the object in front of her as she adjusted her fingers and the tape over her knuckles, pulling her arm back and shifting her weight on her feet before starting the routine she had just learned, punching with her right hook, then left, doing a turn and kneeling the punching bag just above her own hip height.

She took a deep breath once the sequence was over and looked over at her instructor, raising her eyebrows and waiting for the feedback.

Chloe stretched next to Oliver in her sleep, taking a deep breath as she shifted on the bed, opening her eyes slowly after a long moment, not at all surprised to see he was already awake and looking at her.

She smiled softly and cocked her head a little before murmuring quietly, "morning."

After she dropped Mia off at the school, Chloe made her way to Blockbuster, as promised. She had picked out a variety of movies, including a Bruce Lee one for Ollie and Mia to watch together once they had time. The clerk had assured her it was the best one and by the way he went on and on about it, Chloe believed him. She was almost sorry she asked by the time she finally managed to get out of the store.

Once that was done, she made her way back to the Watchtower, it was going to be nice to have some time alone with Ollie, she hadn't really had a lot of that since he got back, not quiet alone time anyway.

But she wasn't holding her breath that it would last long, if at all. She fully expected something to come up, that was just the way their lives were.

Lois had left for Smallville to grab some things so she could stay in the Watchtower until this was over. Chloe knew Lois was worried about her and to be honest, she would feel better to know Lois was around and not staying by herself in the apartment where Lex could find her so easily.

Clark and Mia were downstairs, training and Chloe had already let everyone know they would have a meeting in a few more hours. She was alone.

She planned on laying down for a while, since she had been going on over forty hours without sleep, but as she reached the top of the stairs, she looked toward his room and paused for a full moment before walking in that direction.

Chloe opened the door slowly and held her breath as she turned the light on. The suitcase he had taken to Star City was still open on the floor by the door, half unpacked. She had called him to go have lunch with him and Mia when he was working on unpacking it.

She closed the door behind herself and stepped inside, her eyes tearing up as she saw his uniform handing on the door of the closet. She walked over to it and touched the thick green leather. Wondering if he would have been able to survive if he had been wearing that instead of the shirt he had on.

Her hand was shaking and she pulled it back slowly, turning to look around the room, her eyes fell on the bed, it wasn't made and she wished she had slipped into his room two nights ago. His dad's journal was on the bedside table but she didn't move it. Instead, she slipped under the covers, grabbing the extra pillow he normally didn't use and laying her head on it then pulling the pillow he did use tightly against her chest and closing her eyes.

She was just going to lay down there for a while. She didn't want Mia to see her there.