Late night surprise with dl_greenarrow.

[chloeas]

It was around four in the morning when she finally managed to stumble into her apartment. Her vision was blurry, her breathing shallow and pained and the front of her shirt was soaked in her own blood. She hoped it was only the front

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[dl_greenarrow]

Oliver hadn't been asleep.

She'd been gone for a long time, and despite the fact she had assured him that she had picked up training over the last several years, he couldn't help but feel worried. Something just didn't feel right.

And when he heard the soft gasp from the hallway, he sat up on the bed, dread pooling in his stomach. He quickly rose to his feet, moving silently across the floor and opening the door, startled when she nearly fell into him.

He flipped on the hall light, his eyes widening with horror as soon as he spotted the blood. "Oh God," he whispered, his voice barely audible.

[chloeas]

If she had more energy in her, she would have told him to be quiet or cursed herself for waking him up. But as it was, her knees were giving under her and even as she tried to stand up straight again, she wasn't sure she was going to be able to.

"My bathroom," she groaned in a whisper, taking a deep breath and closing her eyes for a second as she gritted her teeth. She wasn't exactly in pain anymore, her body was too numb for that, but she was pushing herself to take these last few steps and that would require every ounce of energy she had left.

[dl_greenarrow]

He hesitated a moment, then carefully scooped her up into his arms, carrying her silently through her bedroom and into the bathroom. He deposited her on the closed toilet seat before moving to shut the door.

"What happened?" he asked, opening the cabinet beneath the sink and grabbing out the First Aid kit.

[chloeas]

She blew out a breath in relief, her body was shaking but now that she was at least sitting down, she could focus on what she had to do, "stabbed," she breathed, looking down at herself, reaching for the bottom of her shirt and pulling it up slowly.

[chloeas]

Chloe inhaled, wincing as she did but shook her head, pushing herself up on her elbows, "she'll come in here when she wakes up, she can't see me like this."

[dl_greenarrow]

"I'll bring you another shirt, Chloe. Lie down." His voice was gentle, but firm.

[chloeas]

"I need a shower," she insisted, looking over at him, "I don't want her to know something is wrong."

[dl_greenarrow]

He met her eyes. "You can barely stand up right now," he reminded her, raising his eyebrows.

[dl_greenarrow]

"Things change," he responded flatly. "Stop moving around so much before you pop stitches." He gave her a look.

[chloeas]

"Things changed for all of us," she pointed out, staring at him as she ignored his last statement completely.

[dl_greenarrow]

"You're right. They did." His voice dropped, and so did his gaze. "You should get some rest. I'll wake you in a couple hours, before Maddie wakes up."

[chloeas]

Chloe stared at him for a moment then sighed softly and shaking her head, "I'll set my alarm, you should get some rest too."