Smallville Fic: How Did You Think This Was Going To End?
Title: How Did You Think This Was Going To End
Author: Femvamp
Fandom: Smallville
Charcter: Chloe Centric
Spoilers: Up to Doomsday
Disclaimer: Show is not mine. If it was I'd do better then the crackheads who wrote Doomsday because I'm not on crack. Really I'm not.
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How did you think this was going to end, Chloe?
That had been the last thing Oliver had said to her. It had been after Jimmy’s funeral. Henry Jimmy Olsen. He had always hated the name Henry which is why he called himself Jimmy even though that was also his little brother’s name. A little brother who now had his big brother’s prize possession and old camera he had found in one of those antique camera shops. Most people used digitals but not Henry Jimmy Olsen, he used an old time camera because he was an old time photographer who wanted to be an old time journalist but now he was dead and it was all her fault.
How did you think this was going to end, Chloe?
Oliver had said those words as he walked away from her after the funeral. She had found out later that while she was playing fugitive with Davis, Oliver had given a job to Jimmy. They had grown close and even become friends. Friends like she and Oliver had once been. Friends liked she thought she was with Davis. That’s how it had started. It had started so easily with him. It was so easy to be his friend.
How did you think this was going to end, Chloe?
Even when things had begun to go bad for him all she wanted was to be his friend because he needed one. He needed someone. She never meant to fall in love with him, and she did for awhile. He needed her like no one else had ever needed her before. Not Clark. Not Oliver. Not even Jimmy needed her liked Davis did and Chloe liked being need. Chloe loved being needed.
How did you think this was going to end, Chloe?
Now both Davis and Jimmy were dead. They had killed each other. The two men who had loved her the most had killed each other for her. It seemed so strange to her now. She had never been that girl. The one boys fought over. She was the sidekick. The best friend. Not the ingénue. This kind of thing wasn’t supposed to happen to a girl like her. A hero and villain. A nice guy like Jimmy Olsen and a monster named Davis Bloome fighting for the affections of Chloe Sullivan.
How did you think this was going to end, Chloe?
The truth was she had loved them both. It had been the clock tower that had made her choose Jimmy in the end. The gift had been so much like the Jimmy she had fallen in love with so long ago. The man she remembered before all the bad things had happened. Before things had gone so wrong. It had made her remember the good times. The good love that they had once shared, and it had been good once.
How did you think this was going to end, Chloe?
Things had never been good with Davis. They had always been hard. That had been the attraction. He was easy to love but he was also easy to hate. Passion. He was passion. She had affection for Jimmy but passion for Davis. That is what killed Davis it the end. Passion. The passion of hate. The Passion of love. The Passion of loss. Chloe confused them all. Because she did love Davis. She loved him too much to choose him in the end. It would have killed her. So instead she killed them.
How did you think this was going to end, Chloe?
And now Clark was gone too. He walked away from everything he had ever known believing that humanity was his greatest weakness and not his greatest strength. He walked away from her, just when she needed him the most. The three most important men in her life were gone.
Clark the hero of the story.
Jimmy the true believer.
Davis the villain who wanted to be a hero.
All three were gone from her life now.
She was alone.
How did you think this was going to end, Chloe?
Alone.
Author: Femvamp
Fandom: Smallville
Charcter: Chloe Centric
Spoilers: Up to Doomsday
Disclaimer: Show is not mine. If it was I'd do better then the crackheads who wrote Doomsday because I'm not on crack. Really I'm not.
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How did you think this was going to end, Chloe?
That had been the last thing Oliver had said to her. It had been after Jimmy’s funeral. Henry Jimmy Olsen. He had always hated the name Henry which is why he called himself Jimmy even though that was also his little brother’s name. A little brother who now had his big brother’s prize possession and old camera he had found in one of those antique camera shops. Most people used digitals but not Henry Jimmy Olsen, he used an old time camera because he was an old time photographer who wanted to be an old time journalist but now he was dead and it was all her fault.
How did you think this was going to end, Chloe?
Oliver had said those words as he walked away from her after the funeral. She had found out later that while she was playing fugitive with Davis, Oliver had given a job to Jimmy. They had grown close and even become friends. Friends like she and Oliver had once been. Friends liked she thought she was with Davis. That’s how it had started. It had started so easily with him. It was so easy to be his friend.
How did you think this was going to end, Chloe?
Even when things had begun to go bad for him all she wanted was to be his friend because he needed one. He needed someone. She never meant to fall in love with him, and she did for awhile. He needed her like no one else had ever needed her before. Not Clark. Not Oliver. Not even Jimmy needed her liked Davis did and Chloe liked being need. Chloe loved being needed.
How did you think this was going to end, Chloe?
Now both Davis and Jimmy were dead. They had killed each other. The two men who had loved her the most had killed each other for her. It seemed so strange to her now. She had never been that girl. The one boys fought over. She was the sidekick. The best friend. Not the ingénue. This kind of thing wasn’t supposed to happen to a girl like her. A hero and villain. A nice guy like Jimmy Olsen and a monster named Davis Bloome fighting for the affections of Chloe Sullivan.
How did you think this was going to end, Chloe?
The truth was she had loved them both. It had been the clock tower that had made her choose Jimmy in the end. The gift had been so much like the Jimmy she had fallen in love with so long ago. The man she remembered before all the bad things had happened. Before things had gone so wrong. It had made her remember the good times. The good love that they had once shared, and it had been good once.
How did you think this was going to end, Chloe?
Things had never been good with Davis. They had always been hard. That had been the attraction. He was easy to love but he was also easy to hate. Passion. He was passion. She had affection for Jimmy but passion for Davis. That is what killed Davis it the end. Passion. The passion of hate. The Passion of love. The Passion of loss. Chloe confused them all. Because she did love Davis. She loved him too much to choose him in the end. It would have killed her. So instead she killed them.
How did you think this was going to end, Chloe?
And now Clark was gone too. He walked away from everything he had ever known believing that humanity was his greatest weakness and not his greatest strength. He walked away from her, just when she needed him the most. The three most important men in her life were gone.
Clark the hero of the story.
Jimmy the true believer.
Davis the villain who wanted to be a hero.
All three were gone from her life now.
She was alone.
How did you think this was going to end, Chloe?
Alone.