Oliver made his way across Metropolis in under fifteen minutes, which considering mid-day traffic was pretty good. He parked the car in the parking lot of the high school and slid the keys into his pocket as he climbed out and headed toward the door. Opening it, he stepped inside and made his way to the front office, worry knotting his stomach ( Read more... )

Hey, Mia? Have something for you.

Here you go.

Oliver hated hospitals.

And if he never saw another one for the rest of his life, it would be too soon. He paced the waiting room floor slowly, back and forth as they awaited news on Michael's condition.

"This is ridiculous," he mumbled.

Tagging order: Chloe, Mia, Michael, Ollie.

Oliver slowly paced the length of the room as they awaited the blood test results. He knew that Bart would be there shortly with Mia, and he'd sent another text to Michael letting them know where they were and that he should come, too. The rest of the team--AC, Vic, and Dinah, along with Clark--he assumed--were out on the streets trying to round up ( Read more... )

Oliver waited for Mia to pick up her phone as he paced the hallway nervously.

Oliver sat heavily on the steps of Watchtower, his shoulders slumped as he waited for Lois and the kids to show up. Sam and Dean had returned a few minutes before, and while Dean was leaning against the wall, Sam was staring at the computer equipment with something akin to fascination on his face ( Read more... )

Oliver rubbed a hand over his face as he knocked softly on Mia's door that morning. Chloe had left him a note telling him that she and Mike were taking a trip to the Daily Planet to see Lois, and that Mia was still sleeping. Figuring Chloe and Lois would probably be tied up for awhile, he figured it might be a good opportunity to spend some quality ( Read more... )

Oliver's jaw was tight as he paced the floor of Watchtower.

He'd dealt with a lot of weird things since he'd first come to Kansas. Meteor infected people trying to kill his friends, aliens from other planets, and even an artificial intelligence possessing Chloe.

But demons?

That was a whole new level of weird, even for him.

Posting order: ( Read more... )

Oliver was sitting in one of the rolling chairs on the main floor of Watchtower, waiting for Mia to get home from school. There was a bit of yellow paint on his left hand. He glanced sideways to where Chloe was sitting a few feet away, and smiled at her ( Read more... )

Oliver lay in bed, trying not to move, his hand still gripping onto his cell phone tightly. He blew out a slow breath, staring up at the ceiling and willing the time to pass quicker so he could have more painkillers. He'd been shot before, stabbed, cut, bruised, knocked unconscious, and had a variety of other injuries, but he'd never been burned ( Read more... )