OOC: Following
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Lucy stepped out of the car, her purse slung across her body, and nodded briefly at the driver. She thought he said something about taking her bags up, but honestly, she wasn't paying much attention to the man. She wasn't really paying attention to anything, which explained her being in public wearing a slightly wrinkled
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Shortly after he'd basically moved into the Watchtower with Chloe, he'd had a security system installed. Considering how dangerous Metropolis had become since Clark had taken off, he figured they couldn't be too careful.
He glanced toward the stairs where Chloe still lay asleep and then faced forward, watching as the elevator doors slid open. He smiled faintly at the newcomer. "You must be Lucy." He moved over to her and extended his hand.
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Fighting back the urge to simply begin peppering the guy with a rapid-fire version of 20 questions, she glanced around. She didn't see anyone else, and she couldn't help but wonder what that meant.
"So..." Despite her confusion and anxiety, Lucy had manners. She would wait at least another minute, possibly two, before she broke down and started interrogating him.
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"We've got coffee, tea, lemonade and water," he offered, still facing her.
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"Water would be great, thanks. I think anything with caffeine would only make me more jittery right now."
She looked away from him and down at her hands. It wasn't nighttime and Chloe was sleeping, which was odd in itself. Her cousin never stopped going, not since they were kids. And, he hadn't mentioned where Lois was. It occurred to her, not for the first time, that she might have a clue as to what was going on if she bothered to keep in touch with her family.
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"I'm sure you're wondering what this is all about." He turned his head to look at her. "It's a bit of a long story, and I haven't slept in a couple days, so please forgive me if it doesn't all make sense." He swallowed hard. "Did you know that Chloe got married a little over a year ago?"
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At his question, she relaxed a bit and nodded. "I'd heard she was going to. I guess I just assumed she had and everything was going well."
Guilt swamped her, but she bit it back and took a drink of the water. Of course she had assumed. It was easier than calling, easier than visiting and looking at people she'd let down time and time again. It sucked to be a coward, and to know it.
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The guilt he felt over his own role in her husband's death, at times, was nearly overwhelming. He reminded himself he had to deal with that later. Right now, he needed to tell Chloe's cousin what had happened.
"Jimmy was...he was murdered ten months ago. By a man named Davis Bloome." His voice was quiet, and he found he couldn't look at her at the moment. "He was killed in front of her. He died in her arms."
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Lucy could only imagine what that must have done to her cousin. "God." Unable to speak for several moments, she took a few deep breaths.
"That must have been so hard for her." Even as she said it, she knew it was the biggest understatement imaginable.
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He quickly headed up the steps and toward the bedroom, pausing in the hallway as Chloe stepped into it. "Hey." His heart was beating quickly in his chest.
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Chloe stood still in the hallway, she had picked up one of the sprays from the bedside table and was waiting for the woman to talk again when Oliver appeared in front of her, her eyes were wide, here breathing fast, "who is it?"
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She wasn't sure if Chloe would be glad to see her, she only knew that she was happy to see at least one member of her very small family in one piece. After having received Oliver's phone call, she'd been through a gamut of emotions: fear, worry, guilt, frustration...
The worry and the guilt were still there, but they were overshadowed by love and relief. "Chloe?"
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