Oneshot: plastique alternative ending (Smallville)
Plastique alternative ending
Genre: Romance, humour, alternative episode ending
Rating: g.
Pairings, Charakters: Chloe/Davis, Lois, mention of Jimmy.
Words: 2320
Spoilers/Warnings: none. This picks up where Plastique ended in the scene in the isis office. …
Disclaimer: This is a fan fiction. As already implied it is made by a fan. Therefore I think it goes unsaid that Smallville and its characters do not belong to me. Else I would be rich by now, Lex would still be on the show, you’d see much more of Oliver Queen and the JL boys, Lana would have just broken up with Clark a long time ago, and Chloe would never have gotten together with Jimmy to begin with. … Right and Davis would be ruler of the world…!
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She locked the door to the toilet stall, pulled down the toilet seat and the lid and sat on it, while burying her face in her hands. Her face was red, her hair rumpled, her lipstick smudged and her love life a complicated mess. And she really didn’t want to think about taking a step outside the women toilet to face the world and the consequences of … it.
Oh god! What am I going to do?
Realization of the situation suddenly hit her. She Chloe Sullivan, engaged to Jimmy Olsen, had just kissed the friendly paramedic - Davis Bloom - whom she had only known for a day, and she had enjoyed it. No it was more than just enjoying it.
Chloe actually felt like a piece of a puzzle suddenly fell into place when he had held her hands, and looked into her eyes. It had only been a logical, no not logical, instinctual reaction to slowly lift her head and close her eyes. And Davis must have felt it too. Whatever it was. Because he had shared a kiss with her that was beyond any kiss she had ever gotten or given herself.
Just thinking of the kiss or Davis sent shivers down her spine and she felt hot and cold all over. How was she going to tell him that the kiss was a mistake and that she was already engaged to someone else. It wasn’t like she could have told him that after the breath taking kiss. No, that was when her mind had kicked in, taken over her legs, and had gotten her into the only safe harbour she could think of. The woman’s toilet!
Oh hale thee, sacred place no man will ever set foot on. She heard a low chuckle and realised that she must have said that out loud, because the man of the minute that her problems now revolved around stood outside her stall and said. “Sorry, not tonight. Chloe, why don’t you come out and we can talk about what just happened from face to face…”
No, just go away, she thought. She really didn’t want to face him now. She was a horrible person. She had just cheated on Jimmy and was thinking about it again. Really, the sight of that man in a uniform should be forbidden in public. “Well, that’s a compliment you don’t hear every day…”
“Oh, god! I just said that out loud too, didn’t I?”
“Er… well, you did. But I won’t hold it against you. So Chloe, are you going to come out of there? I really can’t concentrate on what I want to tell you with a door between us.” he asked while knocking on her stall door to emphasise his point.
“All right, but you have to get out first… I would rather not you see me coming out of the toilet… It just looks stupid…”
She heard a chuckle form him again. “More stupid than running into the toilet after having gotten the best kiss ever?”
“Oh my god! You heard that too??!” she wailed. Now her resolve was formed. She was staying inside the toilet, until she died or at least until she stopped feeling like an embarrassed stupid fool.
“Really, what was so wrong about the kiss?” asked Davis, and she heard concern colour his question. “Did you not enjoy it…? Was I too quick, do you need more time until we know each other better?”
She huffed out and answered “Really, this isn’t you. Davis, it’s me. I shouldn’t have… forced this. I didn’t tell you something and now ... argh, this is just too complicated.” She threw her hands in the air and then remembered that no one could see that so put them into her lap.
She heard him move around. His shoes squeaked on the floor. And then she heard that his moving had stopped and she really expected him to tell her that she was weird and leave the toilet in search for a better, more honest, uncomplicated woman. But to her surprise that didn’t happen.
“Listen, I know this might sound strange now. But… the first time I saw you today… I don’t know, it was like all the smoke and disaster disappeared and all I could see and hear was you. That you needed my help… And … erm… I feel like…like…” He stopped, cleared his voice and tried again. “Chloe, can you come out. I really would like to tell this to your face, and make a fool out of myself without the door being between us.” When she didn’t answer right away she heard him sigh. “Please!”
It really was only fair of her if he made a fool out of himself in front of her. Because she had made a fool out of herself twice…no three times already. So she exhaled deeply, unlocked to door, got up from her rather comfortable seat and opened the door, only to look at the smiling face of the man she had just met today and already shared the most world shattering kiss with.
“Hi.” He said.
“Erm…hi” she replied with a shy smile and deep blush.
“So, erm… about before…” he started. But stopped himself. Instead he held out his hand to her. “Maybe it would be easier to go somewhere less… functional. Or let’s just stay here. The acoustics are best in toilets and bathrooms I heard.” He tried to give her an innocent grin, but it only succeeded on making her giggle.
“Alright. Let’s go back to the main office.” But she didn’t take his hand instead she hugged herself while making her way to her office. Back to the scene of the crime, so to speak.
Here Davis had, some minutes ago, helped her change a light-bulb. Here he had helped her get down from her desk, and here she had allowed him to kiss her after having seen a longing in his eyes, that she had never seen being directed to her.
She would later on blame it on romance novels.
“So” she said after no one had said anything. Instead Davis was standing near the door, probably making sure that she wouldn’t have another chance to exit this confrontation the way she had their kiss. He was hesitantly looking at her and gulped audibly. That was when she realised that Davis must be just as nervous as she was.
“So…” Davis replied. He shook his head, like he was thinking about something but deciding not to say whatever it was, he opened his mouth only to close it again.
“Well, too bad you don’t say things out loud when you think no one can hear you!” she joked with him. That did seem to help because he smiled and took a step toward her.
“I know this will sound strange. And weird and you’ll think me totally crazy. But, I feel like it wasn’t some chance encounter. I feel… I mean with, the way I feel is…”
When he didn’t continue she just supplied the first word that came to her when she thought about Davis and their first meeting. As well as the meetings after that and the way he made her feel whenever he was around. “Connected.”
Davis smiled and nodded. “Yeah, connected.”
He moved yet again closer to her and was already so near she only had to raise her hand and reach out for him. But she refrained instead she took a decisive step back and steeled herself for the accusations that would come after her confession.
“I’m sorry Davis. But I didn’t tell you something before. I’m… I have a boyfriend. And he proposed to me a week ago.”
His smile fell after her confession. And he too took a step back, leaned on her desk to steady himself and shook his head. “But you…” he murmured to himself. And then the confusion that had been there suddenly left his face, and instead a resolute expression now stood in its place. She took a deep breath and closed her eyes, no need to watch him get angry, she thought. “Do you love him?” he asked instead of exploding onto her.
She looked at him confused. And then it registered what he had asked. So she shook her head in confusion and said truthfully. “I don’t know anymore.” She looked up into his eyes and said “Yesterday I could have lied yes without hesitation. But today, now I just don’t know anymore.”
Davis smiled sadly at her, and nodded. He took a hesitant step toward her, extended his hand toward her face. His hand caressed her face and he said. “Growing up I heard a lot four lettered words, and love wasn’t one of them. So, Chloe if you find love, the one that was supposed to outlive everything, then hang onto it.” With that he kissed her cheek and exited her office, leaving a more confused Chloe behind.
She looked after him. And then suddenly all the reasons why she had accepted Jimmy’s proposal popped into her mind, and none of it had to do with love. Her reasons were more on the line of stable life, normalcy and not being alone. She remembered what she had said to Jimmy then and it had been what she had more or less felt at the time, but truth was it had never been love.
And that was when she realised it. Hang on to it!
Like a woman possessed she ran toward the elevators where she was sure she could find Davis. But to her disappointment the elevator doors just closed when she got there and she got a glimpse of a shattered looking Davis who was looking at the floor and not noticing her. So she did the only thing she knew, she ran to the staircase and took two steps at a time, skipping her way down three levels.
When she arrived she saw Davis about to exit the building, so she called out to him. Davis who had heard his name stopped and turned around only to have Chloe tackle him to the ground.
“Ompf…” She was taking deep breaths to even out her breathing which was now erratic. She started to suddenly giggle when she saw Davis disbelieving expression. “This looks so much easier on TV!”
He started to chuckle, while his hand came up to touch her face. He trailed his hand along her cheek, then to her mouth and let his fingers linger on her lips. She had the distance feeling like he was trying to make sure that it was really her on top of him near the exit of Isis, who had just tackled him to the ground.
Hesitantly she took her hands which rested on his chest, and intertwined them with his. “I’m holding on to it now…” she said shyly. And then gave him a look in which he could read her vulnerability. “Are you still willing to …” she couldn’t finish. Because just then did she notice how stupid it must look for him. Up there in her office she had said to him that she had someone else waiting for her. She had confessed that she didn’t know if the man she was about to marry was the man she loved. And now she had tackled him to the ground and assumed that he would take her in with all her luggage. She hung her head and it rested now on his chest. She was hopeless.
“Thank god you came back!” Her head snapped up at the thankfulness and relief in his voice. “I was thinking about all the things that I would have to do to get you to see that you’re marrying the wrong man!”
“Does that mean…?” she asked hopefully. But she couldn’t continue her line of thinking because her words were cut off by a very enthusiastic kiss. Somewhere along the way of heat spreading along her face and neck and her stomach holding a convention for butterflies her eyes had shut close and her breathing had stopped.
She breathed a “I take this as a yes” before closing the distance between her and the man she had pinned to the floor with her light weight.
The clearing of a throat broke the magic moment between Chloe and Davis and both looked up to see who it was that had abruptly stopped their new found happiness.
Chloe looked up and then tried to hide her face in Davis chest. Oh god, please earth just swallow me! “Oh, erm… hi. What are you doing here…? Shouldn’t you be at the Planet?”
Lois who had a stack of books and videos in one hand and a bag in the other just looked at the people on the floor. “I came to bring you some clothes and stuff for your run-away.” She ogled the man at the floor, noted the way his hand rested possessive jet protective on her cousin’s waist and smiled.
“Yes, now I see it!” Lois said more to herself then to anyone else. “Now that is the way people in love should look like!”
She bend down to the couple on the floor and looked the man in the eyes. “You take good care of my cousin. You officially have my ok on whatever it was that I just disturbed.” Then Lois got up and left the bag and stalk of books and vids near the doors. On her way out she shouted a “Just continue now!” and left.
Chloe giggled at the absurdity of it all. When she looked at Davis she saw how very serious he was regarding her. She could see love and devotion in his eyes, and knew that she had chosen the right man. This was the man her destiny, her future, her life was going to be written with.
THE END.
Genre: Romance, humour, alternative episode ending
Rating: g.
Pairings, Charakters: Chloe/Davis, Lois, mention of Jimmy.
Words: 2320
Spoilers/Warnings: none. This picks up where Plastique ended in the scene in the isis office. …
Disclaimer: This is a fan fiction. As already implied it is made by a fan. Therefore I think it goes unsaid that Smallville and its characters do not belong to me. Else I would be rich by now, Lex would still be on the show, you’d see much more of Oliver Queen and the JL boys, Lana would have just broken up with Clark a long time ago, and Chloe would never have gotten together with Jimmy to begin with. … Right and Davis would be ruler of the world…!
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She locked the door to the toilet stall, pulled down the toilet seat and the lid and sat on it, while burying her face in her hands. Her face was red, her hair rumpled, her lipstick smudged and her love life a complicated mess. And she really didn’t want to think about taking a step outside the women toilet to face the world and the consequences of … it.
Oh god! What am I going to do?
Realization of the situation suddenly hit her. She Chloe Sullivan, engaged to Jimmy Olsen, had just kissed the friendly paramedic - Davis Bloom - whom she had only known for a day, and she had enjoyed it. No it was more than just enjoying it.
Chloe actually felt like a piece of a puzzle suddenly fell into place when he had held her hands, and looked into her eyes. It had only been a logical, no not logical, instinctual reaction to slowly lift her head and close her eyes. And Davis must have felt it too. Whatever it was. Because he had shared a kiss with her that was beyond any kiss she had ever gotten or given herself.
Just thinking of the kiss or Davis sent shivers down her spine and she felt hot and cold all over. How was she going to tell him that the kiss was a mistake and that she was already engaged to someone else. It wasn’t like she could have told him that after the breath taking kiss. No, that was when her mind had kicked in, taken over her legs, and had gotten her into the only safe harbour she could think of. The woman’s toilet!
Oh hale thee, sacred place no man will ever set foot on. She heard a low chuckle and realised that she must have said that out loud, because the man of the minute that her problems now revolved around stood outside her stall and said. “Sorry, not tonight. Chloe, why don’t you come out and we can talk about what just happened from face to face…”
No, just go away, she thought. She really didn’t want to face him now. She was a horrible person. She had just cheated on Jimmy and was thinking about it again. Really, the sight of that man in a uniform should be forbidden in public. “Well, that’s a compliment you don’t hear every day…”
“Oh, god! I just said that out loud too, didn’t I?”
“Er… well, you did. But I won’t hold it against you. So Chloe, are you going to come out of there? I really can’t concentrate on what I want to tell you with a door between us.” he asked while knocking on her stall door to emphasise his point.
“All right, but you have to get out first… I would rather not you see me coming out of the toilet… It just looks stupid…”
She heard a chuckle form him again. “More stupid than running into the toilet after having gotten the best kiss ever?”
“Oh my god! You heard that too??!” she wailed. Now her resolve was formed. She was staying inside the toilet, until she died or at least until she stopped feeling like an embarrassed stupid fool.
“Really, what was so wrong about the kiss?” asked Davis, and she heard concern colour his question. “Did you not enjoy it…? Was I too quick, do you need more time until we know each other better?”
She huffed out and answered “Really, this isn’t you. Davis, it’s me. I shouldn’t have… forced this. I didn’t tell you something and now ... argh, this is just too complicated.” She threw her hands in the air and then remembered that no one could see that so put them into her lap.
She heard him move around. His shoes squeaked on the floor. And then she heard that his moving had stopped and she really expected him to tell her that she was weird and leave the toilet in search for a better, more honest, uncomplicated woman. But to her surprise that didn’t happen.
“Listen, I know this might sound strange now. But… the first time I saw you today… I don’t know, it was like all the smoke and disaster disappeared and all I could see and hear was you. That you needed my help… And … erm… I feel like…like…” He stopped, cleared his voice and tried again. “Chloe, can you come out. I really would like to tell this to your face, and make a fool out of myself without the door being between us.” When she didn’t answer right away she heard him sigh. “Please!”
It really was only fair of her if he made a fool out of himself in front of her. Because she had made a fool out of herself twice…no three times already. So she exhaled deeply, unlocked to door, got up from her rather comfortable seat and opened the door, only to look at the smiling face of the man she had just met today and already shared the most world shattering kiss with.
“Hi.” He said.
“Erm…hi” she replied with a shy smile and deep blush.
“So, erm… about before…” he started. But stopped himself. Instead he held out his hand to her. “Maybe it would be easier to go somewhere less… functional. Or let’s just stay here. The acoustics are best in toilets and bathrooms I heard.” He tried to give her an innocent grin, but it only succeeded on making her giggle.
“Alright. Let’s go back to the main office.” But she didn’t take his hand instead she hugged herself while making her way to her office. Back to the scene of the crime, so to speak.
Here Davis had, some minutes ago, helped her change a light-bulb. Here he had helped her get down from her desk, and here she had allowed him to kiss her after having seen a longing in his eyes, that she had never seen being directed to her.
She would later on blame it on romance novels.
“So” she said after no one had said anything. Instead Davis was standing near the door, probably making sure that she wouldn’t have another chance to exit this confrontation the way she had their kiss. He was hesitantly looking at her and gulped audibly. That was when she realised that Davis must be just as nervous as she was.
“So…” Davis replied. He shook his head, like he was thinking about something but deciding not to say whatever it was, he opened his mouth only to close it again.
“Well, too bad you don’t say things out loud when you think no one can hear you!” she joked with him. That did seem to help because he smiled and took a step toward her.
“I know this will sound strange. And weird and you’ll think me totally crazy. But, I feel like it wasn’t some chance encounter. I feel… I mean with, the way I feel is…”
When he didn’t continue she just supplied the first word that came to her when she thought about Davis and their first meeting. As well as the meetings after that and the way he made her feel whenever he was around. “Connected.”
Davis smiled and nodded. “Yeah, connected.”
He moved yet again closer to her and was already so near she only had to raise her hand and reach out for him. But she refrained instead she took a decisive step back and steeled herself for the accusations that would come after her confession.
“I’m sorry Davis. But I didn’t tell you something before. I’m… I have a boyfriend. And he proposed to me a week ago.”
His smile fell after her confession. And he too took a step back, leaned on her desk to steady himself and shook his head. “But you…” he murmured to himself. And then the confusion that had been there suddenly left his face, and instead a resolute expression now stood in its place. She took a deep breath and closed her eyes, no need to watch him get angry, she thought. “Do you love him?” he asked instead of exploding onto her.
She looked at him confused. And then it registered what he had asked. So she shook her head in confusion and said truthfully. “I don’t know anymore.” She looked up into his eyes and said “Yesterday I could have lied yes without hesitation. But today, now I just don’t know anymore.”
Davis smiled sadly at her, and nodded. He took a hesitant step toward her, extended his hand toward her face. His hand caressed her face and he said. “Growing up I heard a lot four lettered words, and love wasn’t one of them. So, Chloe if you find love, the one that was supposed to outlive everything, then hang onto it.” With that he kissed her cheek and exited her office, leaving a more confused Chloe behind.
She looked after him. And then suddenly all the reasons why she had accepted Jimmy’s proposal popped into her mind, and none of it had to do with love. Her reasons were more on the line of stable life, normalcy and not being alone. She remembered what she had said to Jimmy then and it had been what she had more or less felt at the time, but truth was it had never been love.
And that was when she realised it. Hang on to it!
Like a woman possessed she ran toward the elevators where she was sure she could find Davis. But to her disappointment the elevator doors just closed when she got there and she got a glimpse of a shattered looking Davis who was looking at the floor and not noticing her. So she did the only thing she knew, she ran to the staircase and took two steps at a time, skipping her way down three levels.
When she arrived she saw Davis about to exit the building, so she called out to him. Davis who had heard his name stopped and turned around only to have Chloe tackle him to the ground.
“Ompf…” She was taking deep breaths to even out her breathing which was now erratic. She started to suddenly giggle when she saw Davis disbelieving expression. “This looks so much easier on TV!”
He started to chuckle, while his hand came up to touch her face. He trailed his hand along her cheek, then to her mouth and let his fingers linger on her lips. She had the distance feeling like he was trying to make sure that it was really her on top of him near the exit of Isis, who had just tackled him to the ground.
Hesitantly she took her hands which rested on his chest, and intertwined them with his. “I’m holding on to it now…” she said shyly. And then gave him a look in which he could read her vulnerability. “Are you still willing to …” she couldn’t finish. Because just then did she notice how stupid it must look for him. Up there in her office she had said to him that she had someone else waiting for her. She had confessed that she didn’t know if the man she was about to marry was the man she loved. And now she had tackled him to the ground and assumed that he would take her in with all her luggage. She hung her head and it rested now on his chest. She was hopeless.
“Thank god you came back!” Her head snapped up at the thankfulness and relief in his voice. “I was thinking about all the things that I would have to do to get you to see that you’re marrying the wrong man!”
“Does that mean…?” she asked hopefully. But she couldn’t continue her line of thinking because her words were cut off by a very enthusiastic kiss. Somewhere along the way of heat spreading along her face and neck and her stomach holding a convention for butterflies her eyes had shut close and her breathing had stopped.
She breathed a “I take this as a yes” before closing the distance between her and the man she had pinned to the floor with her light weight.
The clearing of a throat broke the magic moment between Chloe and Davis and both looked up to see who it was that had abruptly stopped their new found happiness.
Chloe looked up and then tried to hide her face in Davis chest. Oh god, please earth just swallow me! “Oh, erm… hi. What are you doing here…? Shouldn’t you be at the Planet?”
Lois who had a stack of books and videos in one hand and a bag in the other just looked at the people on the floor. “I came to bring you some clothes and stuff for your run-away.” She ogled the man at the floor, noted the way his hand rested possessive jet protective on her cousin’s waist and smiled.
“Yes, now I see it!” Lois said more to herself then to anyone else. “Now that is the way people in love should look like!”
She bend down to the couple on the floor and looked the man in the eyes. “You take good care of my cousin. You officially have my ok on whatever it was that I just disturbed.” Then Lois got up and left the bag and stalk of books and vids near the doors. On her way out she shouted a “Just continue now!” and left.
Chloe giggled at the absurdity of it all. When she looked at Davis she saw how very serious he was regarding her. She could see love and devotion in his eyes, and knew that she had chosen the right man. This was the man her destiny, her future, her life was going to be written with.
THE END.