Accidents Can Happen with chloeas

[dl_greenarrow]

He was cursing under his breath as he returned from patrol, an arm wrapped around his middle as he stalked off the elevator and into his penthouse. He had already flipped off his hood and the voice distorter on the ride up, and he pulled his glasses off, moving past the living room and heading toward the bathroom. He'd almost forgotten Chloe was

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[chloeas]

Chloe was still sitting in the living room, still going through the files when he walked back in, she was about to say something but instead, she frowned when he rushed past the living room and down the hall.

Without thinking about it, Chloe got up and went after him, something had to be wrong for him to just walk away like that, either that or he completely forgot she was spending the night, "Oliver?"

[dl_greenarrow]

He glanced toward where she stood in the doorway, and he grimaced a little. "Yeah?"

[chloeas]

Her eyes widened when she saw him, walking into the room without hesitation, "what happened?"

[dl_greenarrow]

"Guy with a knife got the drop on me," he responded, gritting his teeth. "It's not as bad as it looks." He grabbed his towel and ran some water over it before wiping the blood off his chest.

[dl_greenarrow]

He shrugged a little. "I've had worse," he said quietly. "Thanks for patching me up." He was silent for a moment, studying her. "I'm guessing this isn't something you have to do often considering Clark's pretty much invincible."

[chloeas]

She shook her head, putting the bandages back in place and smiling slightly, "no, I'm usually the one who ends up with the cuts and bruises."

[dl_greenarrow]

At that, Oliver frowned. "How does that happen anyway?" He shook his head a little. Other than when Lex Luthor abducts you anyway, he thought, jaw tightening slightly.

[chloeas]

She cocked her head, shrugging a little and smiling slightly, "I do a lot of snooping around and breaking into places I shouldn't?"

[dl_greenarrow]

He chuckled at her response. "And witty. I like it." His eyes were filled with amusement.

[chloeas]

Her eyebrows rose at him and she finally smiled, "I guess it would be a problem if you didn't, considering you just hired me."

[dl_greenarrow]

He smirked in response, and moved past her, his hand brushing against her arm as he stepped out of the bathroom. "So how do you think Clark's going to react to you joining the team?"

[chloeas]

She took a deep breath, shaking her head a little as she followed him out of the bathroom, "I don't know, but he has so much to deal with right now, I will probably not bother him with this too."

[dl_greenarrow]

"Hmm. Well the translation won't be a problem. I can just zip the files and send them to Victor," he murmured, glancing up at her again.

[chloeas]

"Oh, right," she nodded, smiling brightly, "I guess it would be a good place to start, then, I hacked all the firewalls I could find in the system's network so he should be able to access all of the records without a problem."

[dl_greenarrow]

Oliver couldn't help but smile back. Between her smile and her extra efforts the same day she'd joined the league, it was hard not to. "Good work, Watchtower."

[chloeas]

Chloe shrugged and smirked at him, "just making sure I can impress the boss on my first day."

[dl_greenarrow]

"Night, Chloe," he responded, watching her go, then looking down at the bandages on his chest. Sighing softly and feeling the guilt and annoyance seep into him again, he stood up, shaking his head. He undid the button on his leather pants and slid them off, changing into a pair of sweatpants instead. He carefully picked up his leather outfit and moved to place it back in the closet, where it was hidden away.

Then he leaned against the wall for a moment before picking up his cell phone. "Please have the jet fueled and on standby by 6 a.m.," he told his pilot. "I'm going back to Kansas for awhile."

Then he hung up the phone.

[chloeas]

Chloe walked back to the living room and made sure all the changes to the file were saved and zipped before she shut down the laptop.

Quietly, she made her way back to the guest room, the place was completely silent. It was a huge penthouse with a really high ceiling and minimal decoration, which, from the clock tower, Chloe guessed was just his style, but for some reason the whole place just felt... empty, lonely and it was hard for her to imagine him living there by himself.

[dl_greenarrow]

Within an hour of attempting to go to sleep, Oliver found himself up and about as he did most nights. He stood in the living room, staring out over the city below, a glass of water in his hand, down at his side.

[chloeas]

She had taken a long shower, finally allowing herself to let out all the feelings she had been suppressing all day, especially when it came to her mom, almost forty minutes later, she stepped out of the shower and wrapped herself around a robe that was in the guest bedroom, she figured it would be much more comfortable to sleep in than the work clothes she had on earlier.

But before she went to bed, she walked out towards the kitchen, she was thirsty and she figured she could find a glass on her own. The living room and kitchen area were completely dark if not for the lights from the city, so when something moved in the dark, Chloe gasped, her eyes wide as she tried to look at what she assumed was an intruder.