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[dl_greenarrow]

Oliver's mind had not been on work the entire afternoon, especially when he'd gotten a message from Chloe stating that Stuart had woke up, and that she was going to go talk to him. His stomach was tight with unease as he waited on the doorstep. It never felt right to just barge in on her. Watchtower was her place, and while she'd always made it

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[dl_greenarrow]

He searched her eyes and sighed softly, nodding a little. "All right," he said quietly, expression worried. He was quiet for a moment. "But just so you know, Chloe...I'm here."

[chloeas]

Sighing too, she nodded, looking at him, "thank you." If things didn't get better soon, she would take him up on his offer, but until then, she would have to keep it to herself.

[dl_greenarrow]

He reached out and put a hand on her shoulder, offering her a half smile. "In the morning, I'm going to have a team install more security," he told her quietly. "If that's all right."

[chloeas]

Glancing over at him, she nodded, at least he was asking this time, "with both of us in here, it's probably a good idea to have it."

[dl_greenarrow]

A faint smirk touched his lips. "Are you implying that I'm trouble?" he asked, arching an eyebrow.

[chloeas]

He got a small smile in return, "I don't think I have to imply."

[dl_greenarrow]

Oliver smiled a bit more. "Careful. You'll damage my fragile ego."

[chloeas]

"Fragile, huh?" Shaking her head, she smiled, "I don't even wanna think about what you would be like if your ego wasn't fragile."

[dl_greenarrow]

He grinned, this time brightly. "You really don't," he agreed, pleased he'd gotten her to smile.

[chloeas]

With a soft sigh, she nodded slightly, watching him. She was incredibly lucky he had pulled through the way he had and was now there with her, it was nice to have someone she knew would choose to be by her side if things got really ugly.

"When are you planning on moving?"

[dl_greenarrow]

"Tomorrow," he said without hesitation. He wanted to get moved before the weekend was over. "But if you don't mind, I'll still stay here tonight." He searched her eyes intently.

[chloeas]

"I don't think I have much of a choice," even though her smile was still small, her tone was clearly teasing, "if you don't mind sleeping on the couch. There is space upstairs for a bed if you wanna bring one tomorrow, but I'm afraid the pull out couch isn't big enough for both of us."

[dl_greenarrow]

"Couch is fine," he assured her. He'd napped on it a few days before, on her birthday, when she'd insisted he get some rest before dinner because he'd been coming down with what had turned out to be the flu.

[chloeas]

Nodding, she smiled a little at him then turned back to the computer, "I'm trying to get into Belle Reve's system to see if I can download whatever Stuart got from Lois' dreams into this machine so we can look at the images and see if it tells us more about what Tess saw."