Saturday with dl_greenarrow

[chloeas]

Chloe had managed to sleep for eleven hours, which, considering she hadn't slept at all the previous night, then had worked for ten hours before going to a party for the rest of the night and not to mention the other stuff she had put energy in, it wasn't really a surprise

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[dl_greenarrow]

Oliver was sorting through the gifts people had given him, very glad he had a near-photographic memory as he made a list of who gave him what so he could send thank you cards. He glanced up as she walked into the kitchen. "Morning, Sleeping Beauty." He grinned at her, leaning back in his chair. Half his gifts were on the table, the other half were in a bag on the floor.

[chloeas]

"Some of us didn't sleep for thirteen hours yesterday," she smiled lazily at him and picked up a mug, filling it with coffee and sipping on it after she prepared it, sighing deeply she nodded and made her way to the table, "what are you doing?" She asked as sat down next to him, looking around the room.

[dl_greenarrow]

"Ah, in polite society it's called preparing to send thank you notes," he teased her, winking. He leaned over and kissed the tip of her nose, still grinning as he went back to what he was doing.

[chloeas]

She rolled her eyes but smiled, sipping on her coffee again then shrugging, "clearly, my family doesn't fall under that category, you've met my cousin, right?" She grinned a little and shifted, stretching her legs and resting her feet over his lap.

[dl_greenarrow]

"Good thing he's not here then." He winked at her, then reached out and took the package from her, pulling the wrapping paper off it and tossing it in the garbage. Raising an eyebrow at the small, non-descript box, he lifted off the lid and paused for a moment before lifting the small model plane from inside.

[chloeas]

Chloe squinted a little as she looked at the gift, it was a model airplane and she had no idea what exactly Lex meant by it, she had no doubt he meant something by it, but she didn't know what.

"Is it... just a plane?" She asked, still eying the miniature carefully.

[dl_greenarrow]

The smile fading from his face, he grew very still, his gaze locked on the words on the side. American Airlines Flight 107. He was so focused on it, that he didn't even hear Chloe's question.

[chloeas]

Sitting up and leaning closer, she reached and placed a hand on his arm, watching him with concern, "Ollie, what is it?" She asked quietly.

[chloeas]

Chloe frowned and shook her head, of course that's what Oliver would be worried about, "it's not me I'm concerned about, Ollie." She knew no one was really safe with Lex around, but she was his wife's best friend, if not only friend, but if he got to Ollie, or somehow managed to get to Clark or Lois or one of the boys, she knew he wouldn't hesitate on hurting any of them.

[dl_greenarrow]

He studied her for a moment, silent. "Lex is a problem that we'll have to deal with eventually. We all know it. But I don't think he's very focused on any of us at this point. We haven't done anything lately to warrant his attention." He shrugged a little. "When that day comes, we'll deal with it."

[chloeas]

Chloe considered him for a long moment then nodded, taking a deep breath, "you're right," she agreed, finishing her coffee. There was no point in worrying about Lex right then, he was eventually come up with something to keep them busy, be that as the League or just as themselves, and they would deal with that then.

[dl_greenarrow]

Oliver reached over and took her hand in his once more. "What do you say to brunch?" he asked, offering her a smile.