Unexpected Trouble. With notofsteel and chloeas.

[dl_greenarrow]

Oliver had just sat down to a plate of leftover fettuccinni in his Star City apartment when a familiar gust of wind blew it right off the table.

He groaned, rubbing a hand over his face and moving to clean it up as he shook his head. "Bart, man, you gotta quit doing that," he grumbled.

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[notofsteel]

"Not Bart," Clark said, a worried look on his face as he immediately moved to help Oliver clean up the mess he had made.

"Sorry."

[dl_greenarrow]

He blinked at the unexpected sound of Clark's voice. "It's all right," he said, holding a hand up and shaking his head as he scrapped the dinner into the trash can. "Can't say I expected to see you here. What's up?"

[notofsteel]

"I can't find Chloe," he blurted out, his eyes a little wide, "I went to the Clock Tower, all her things were gone and Jimmy says she hasn't gone to the Planet in two days."

[dl_greenarrow]

The sound of her name hurt to hear and he hoped Clark didn't notice the slight flinch he wasn't quite able to hold back. "Yeah, she mentioned she was planning to move." He didn't look at the other man as he wiped up the mess from the floor with a wet rag.

[dl_greenarrow]

"I think we have some trouble," he said, rubbing the back of his neck. "Clark just showed up. Chloe's missing."

[fastestguyalive]

Now Bart was fully alert, "missing? What's going on?"

[dl_greenarrow]

"I don't know. Apparently she hasn't been to the Planet in a couple of days, and the last time she and Clark talked, she snapped at him." He sighed softly.

[fastestguyalive]

"Where should I start looking?" He asked, already looking around to see if he could run.

[dl_greenarrow]

"I'll look into this Dr. Knox guy. There's gotta be something about him to be found out." His jaw tightened a little.

[notofsteel]

"Okay, call me if you hear anything," Clark's jaw was tightened too but he didn't wait for an answer before hanging up, he had to find Sasha.

[dl_greenarrow]

Oliver waited impatiently as his computer booted up. He linked his computer to Chloe's effortlessly, searching her harddrive and pausing when he found Knox's name. His jaw tightened as he began to read some of the files she had on the guy and he shook his head.

"What the hell are you doing, Chloe?" he murmured. He exited out of her files and pulled up her cell phone account. Within moments--although much slower moments than it would have taken her--he'd turned on her GPS.

Then he picked up his phone. "Bart? It's me. Can you come and get me?"

[fastestguyalive]

A strong wind hit Oliver seconds later and Bart was standing in front of him, his eyes a little wide, "did you find anything?"

[dl_greenarrow]

Oliver made his way slowly through the building, listening to the eery quiet. His heart beat quickly in his chest. She was here somewhere, with some doctor that had been known to cure meteor infections and in the process, wipe out people's memories.

He drew in a breath, climbing the stairs and then pausing when he heard a faint scream in the distance. Without further hesitation, he raced up the steps two at a time.

[chloeas]

Chloe's heard was pounding as she opened her eyes slowly, squinting as she looked around slowly, she was still at the lab and apparently, she wasn't the only one there. She held her breath as she saw the woman laying down next to her and she could hear Dr. Knox working next door, so she had to get out of there, quietly and quickly.

But as she tried to move, she realized that she was tied to the table, frowning, she looked down at herself and swallowed hard when she saw her shirt was wide open, exposing her bra and there was an 'x' made with a marker pretty close to her heart.

Starting to panic, she tugged as hard as she could with both her arms and legs.

[dl_greenarrow]

He spotted a light on down the hall, from one of the rooms at the end. He quickly made his way toward it, wishing he'd thought to bring some kind of weapon. But he'd been too worried about where Chloe was, about what kind of trouble she'd gotten into, to think about it. He forced himself to take a breath as he peeked in the door and spotted her on a table.

And from the look of things, she was tied down, her shirt open. Another woman was on a table beside her, lying motionless.

Anger surged through him as he glanced around the rest of the room, but didn't see anyone else.

[chloeas]

Chloe tugged so hard on the ties that the table she was laying on moved and bumped against the smaller table next to hers, making a loud noise that echoed through the room as all the surgical tools on it moved around its metal boxes and she stilled completely, but it was too late, she could heard footsteps as Dr. Knox started into the room.

"Awake already, Chloe?" He asked her as he walked in, holding up his hands as if he had just disinfected them.

She swallowed hard and her stomach turned, "let me go."

[dl_greenarrow]

"You're welcome." His voice was just as quiet. "Pretty sure Clark's got this under control. Should get you out of here." He glanced around the place and grimaced. It reminded him far too much of a room in one of Lex's 33.1 facilities.

[chloeas]

With a deep breath, she nodded and looked around for a moment then located her purse, picking it up and starting to the door.

[dl_greenarrow]

He followed her, but not too closely, figuring she wouldn't like it very much. "You sure you're all right? Do you need me to take you to Met Gen?" he asked, momentarily forgetting it wasn't a possibility considering he didn't have a car.

[chloeas]

"I'm okay," she said quietly, still looking down as she dug through her purse, trying to find her keys, "do you... need a ride?"