Smallville: Chloe/AC: "Not a Joke"
Title: Not A Joke
Fandom: Smallville
Pairings: Chloe/AC
Rating: PG
Warnings/Spoilers: Future Fic. Angst.
Summary: AC wakes up after four days in the sick bay.
Notes: Written for
ships50 prompt First Meeting.
[ ...Table... ]
Chloe watched him for days, hoping he would wake up. It wasn’t until the forth day that he had woken up. Except it wasn’t what Chloe had been expecting…
“You’re awake! I was so worried,” Chloe said, kissing him on his un-bandaged side of his forehead. She grinned at him, laughing with relief. Arthur “AC” Curry stared at the woman above him in confusion. Her concern of his well being was touching, but was a little unnerving. Who the heck was this chick?
“Who are you?” AC asked, starring up at her, before looked around what looked to be a hospital bed. Chloe stared at him in confusion.
“What?”
“Who are you?” AC repeated.
“Is this a joke?!? AC this is not funny… not after what I’ve been through these past few days.” Chloe stated loudly, she backed away angrily from the bed.
“I’m not joking… who are you? How do you know me?” AC asked. Maybe she was a mental patient that got loose? She was kind of hot for a mental girl though…
Chloe gasped… She closed her eyes in hope to wake herself up from this nightmare of a meeting. “I’m Chloe Curry… your wife.”
AC’s eyes widened in surprise… that explained why she was so concerned, AC glanced at his right hand and found a golden wedding ring. He couldn’t believe it… what the hell happened?
Chloe’s welled up with tears as she stared at his surprised face and the blankness of his feelings she could see as he stared at his wedding ring. It felt like a gun shot her in the heart… he never stared at his ring like that before.
“I better go find the doctor…” Chloe stated, before running out of the room.
AC stared after her… and was surprised to find that he wanted to comfort her.
THE END.
Fandom: Smallville
Pairings: Chloe/AC
Rating: PG
Warnings/Spoilers: Future Fic. Angst.
Summary: AC wakes up after four days in the sick bay.
Notes: Written for
ships50 prompt First Meeting.
[ ...Table... ]
Chloe watched him for days, hoping he would wake up. It wasn’t until the forth day that he had woken up. Except it wasn’t what Chloe had been expecting…
“You’re awake! I was so worried,” Chloe said, kissing him on his un-bandaged side of his forehead. She grinned at him, laughing with relief. Arthur “AC” Curry stared at the woman above him in confusion. Her concern of his well being was touching, but was a little unnerving. Who the heck was this chick?
“Who are you?” AC asked, starring up at her, before looked around what looked to be a hospital bed. Chloe stared at him in confusion.
“What?”
“Who are you?” AC repeated.
“Is this a joke?!? AC this is not funny… not after what I’ve been through these past few days.” Chloe stated loudly, she backed away angrily from the bed.
“I’m not joking… who are you? How do you know me?” AC asked. Maybe she was a mental patient that got loose? She was kind of hot for a mental girl though…
Chloe gasped… She closed her eyes in hope to wake herself up from this nightmare of a meeting. “I’m Chloe Curry… your wife.”
AC’s eyes widened in surprise… that explained why she was so concerned, AC glanced at his right hand and found a golden wedding ring. He couldn’t believe it… what the hell happened?
Chloe’s welled up with tears as she stared at his surprised face and the blankness of his feelings she could see as he stared at his wedding ring. It felt like a gun shot her in the heart… he never stared at his ring like that before.
“I better go find the doctor…” Chloe stated, before running out of the room.
AC stared after her… and was surprised to find that he wanted to comfort her.
THE END.