Chloe Sullivan

Chloe took a deep breath and looked around at the other three, pursing her lips together. She didn't feel very confident about this, but they had no choice. Clark, AC, Dinah and Vic were unavailable and they couldn't risk wasting time and trying to contact them. They had to get Mia.

She adjusted the communicator in her ear and held Ollie's gaze. If they were going down, at least they would be together this time.

Bart had already found the place where Mia was and Oliver had called an unexpected ally: Zatanna. For all they knew about Slade, he was invincible. He could regenerate faster than they could hurt him, even Clark and Bart as far as the information they had gotten, mostly from Dinah.

Chloe just hoped magic could hurt him, otherwise, none of them were coming out of this alive.

"Ready?"

It had been a long day of preparations, Victor and Clark did all of the cooking, Bart chopped things up faster than anyone else could, and Clark might have sped up the turkey cooking process with his heat vision because Bart kept complaining he was hungry.

Ollie and AC helped around the kitchen while Lois made it her job to stop Chloe from doing much of anything at all. She was pretty sure those were Oliver's orders for the day, but she had insisted on at least setting the table, and that had been the only time Lois had actually insisted on helping.

In the end, everything had turned out well, there was food for about twenty people on the table, although, between Clark and Bart, Chloe guessed they wouldn't have a lot of leftovers. But that didn't matter, what really mattered was that everyone was there, together, healthy, talking and eating, like the family they were.