The Sweetest Burn (3/6)
Contest: An Arrow to a Quiver
Title: The Sweetest Burn
Author: Chosenfire
Type: Slash
Main Pairing: Oliver/Clark (mention of Lex/Clark, Lex/Lana, Clark/Lana, Oliver/Lois, Jimmy/Chloe)
Status: WIP (3/6)
Rating: PG-13
Warnings: slash, m/m pairing
Word Count: 900
Permission to Archive: Y
Summary: Clark has to deal with Lana’s death and Oliver Queen comes back to help him, but he’s not the only one concerned with Clark.
Links to prior chapters:
Chapter 1 Oliver
http://community.livejournal.com/ollieville/55606.html#cutid1
Chapter 2 Lois
http://community.livejournal.com/ollieville/55955.html#cutid1
A/N: Here is Chloe’s POV. Thanks again to the great beta job done by boltgirl426 I wouldn't know what I would have done without her. Thanks to all of you that have been following this story, your support makes me giddy and write more lol.
Chapter 3 Chloe
She was tired of Lois hovering. She was fine. Okay maybe she wasn’t fine, but she would be. She had to be, because it looked like no one else was. She had already seen Lex and he still remained the king of stoicism. She knew him well enough to know it was an act.
Chloe knew she was crying, she could feel the tears on her cheeks and they didn’t seem to stop. Jimmy was on one side of her, Lois on the other, and she was grateful. She needed them, needed someone to hold on to her while she figured things out.
Lana wasn’t dead.
It wasn’t denial or a false hope. Chloe knew as sure as she was a meteor freak that Lana was still alive. It didn’t matter the evidence to the contrary, the funeral and the grieving loved ones.
Chloe knew that Lana was going to divorce Lex and that she wanted to get away from him. What better way to escape a Luthor than to fake your own death? It was perfect and Lana was smart enough to pull it off.
Chloe was going to hold onto that because the alternative couldn’t be a possibility. She was going to hold onto it because it made more sense in her world than the fact that she had lost one of her best friends.
She searched the crowd, a small smile touched her lips as she saw Clark. He wore black like everyone else and so did the man beside him. Clark stood next to Oliver Queen, the older man’s hand on his back, keeping him going. Every now and then they would exchange a word and every time Clark turned to Oliver he would light up. The two looked so natural together.
Chloe turned to Jimmy giving her cousin’s hand a squeeze knowing she was listening.
“I’m going to go check on Clark.”
Jimmy nodded and pressed a kiss to her forehead. Lois grinned at her but didn’t say anything as Chloe made her way to the two men, wrapping her hands around her shoulders to ward off the chill of the evening air.
“Chloe.” Clark breathed her name softly and she found herself enfolded in his embrace. She buried herself in his arms and closed her eyes tightly not wanting to cry, because Lana wasn’t dead, she couldn’t be. She pulled away, tears in her eyes as she gave Clark a brave smile.
She turned to Oliver with a smile. “I’m glad you’re here for Clark. I’ve been a little out of commission,” she admitted honestly, causing the blonde to smile.
“From what I’ve heard you almost died, so taking a few days off in understandable.” Chloe gave him a smile at his attempt of humor before turning to Clark, noticing the look of dread on his face.
“I think Lois is conducting interviews,” he declared dryly and Chloe followed his gaze to where Lois had a group of men pinned down, gesturing widely her eyes narrowed, blazing with the kind of fury only she could muster.
“Well that’s my cue,” Chloe said smiling sadly, preparing herself to deal with the situation at hand.
Clark stopped her. “You stay, I can handle Lois.” He gave Chloe an amused look, his eyes sparkling slightly and Chloe nodded, watching as his eyes moved to Oliver’s and a message was relayed between the two men.
Once he had left, Chloe turned to Oliver, looking at the man that was now a part of their mismatched family. He was one more person that knew Clark’s secret and would protect it, and for that she was grateful. He was also a relatively normal guy, who liked to dress up in leather and played a superhero despite not having any special abilities to protect him.
Chloe knew that was why the other guys turned to him for leadership, he was the core of the group of superheroes and he was a damn decent man. Because of that Chloe would give him a chance.
“You love Clark,” Chloe stated bluntly and before Oliver could say anything she continued. “I know you do, in more than a friend way and that’s okay,” she said before leveling him with a glare that could rival Lois’s.
“Clark is my best friend and we both know how special he is, don’t hurt him.”
Oliver nodded his voice firm. “I won’t,” he told her with a nod, giving her a smile that didn’t quite reach his eyes.
“I can’t,” he said before offering his hand to her and Chloe shook it before pulling him in for a hug.
She leaned up and whispered in his ear. “I believe you.”
“Is everything okay?” Clark asked as he made his way back to them. Chloe and Oliver drew apart making room for Clark to fit in between them.
Chloe flashed Clark an unsteady smile.
“Everything’s fine.”
And it would be. Lana wasn’t dead and neither was Clark. She looked over at Oliver and knew that no matter what happened, there would be another person protecting Clark’s secret, protecting Clark.
Title: The Sweetest Burn
Author: Chosenfire
Type: Slash
Main Pairing: Oliver/Clark (mention of Lex/Clark, Lex/Lana, Clark/Lana, Oliver/Lois, Jimmy/Chloe)
Status: WIP (3/6)
Rating: PG-13
Warnings: slash, m/m pairing
Word Count: 900
Permission to Archive: Y
Summary: Clark has to deal with Lana’s death and Oliver Queen comes back to help him, but he’s not the only one concerned with Clark.
Links to prior chapters:
Chapter 1 Oliver
http://community.livejournal.com/ollieville/55606.html#cutid1
Chapter 2 Lois
http://community.livejournal.com/ollieville/55955.html#cutid1
A/N: Here is Chloe’s POV. Thanks again to the great beta job done by boltgirl426 I wouldn't know what I would have done without her. Thanks to all of you that have been following this story, your support makes me giddy and write more lol.
Chapter 3 Chloe
She was tired of Lois hovering. She was fine. Okay maybe she wasn’t fine, but she would be. She had to be, because it looked like no one else was. She had already seen Lex and he still remained the king of stoicism. She knew him well enough to know it was an act.
Chloe knew she was crying, she could feel the tears on her cheeks and they didn’t seem to stop. Jimmy was on one side of her, Lois on the other, and she was grateful. She needed them, needed someone to hold on to her while she figured things out.
Lana wasn’t dead.
It wasn’t denial or a false hope. Chloe knew as sure as she was a meteor freak that Lana was still alive. It didn’t matter the evidence to the contrary, the funeral and the grieving loved ones.
Chloe knew that Lana was going to divorce Lex and that she wanted to get away from him. What better way to escape a Luthor than to fake your own death? It was perfect and Lana was smart enough to pull it off.
Chloe was going to hold onto that because the alternative couldn’t be a possibility. She was going to hold onto it because it made more sense in her world than the fact that she had lost one of her best friends.
She searched the crowd, a small smile touched her lips as she saw Clark. He wore black like everyone else and so did the man beside him. Clark stood next to Oliver Queen, the older man’s hand on his back, keeping him going. Every now and then they would exchange a word and every time Clark turned to Oliver he would light up. The two looked so natural together.
Chloe turned to Jimmy giving her cousin’s hand a squeeze knowing she was listening.
“I’m going to go check on Clark.”
Jimmy nodded and pressed a kiss to her forehead. Lois grinned at her but didn’t say anything as Chloe made her way to the two men, wrapping her hands around her shoulders to ward off the chill of the evening air.
“Chloe.” Clark breathed her name softly and she found herself enfolded in his embrace. She buried herself in his arms and closed her eyes tightly not wanting to cry, because Lana wasn’t dead, she couldn’t be. She pulled away, tears in her eyes as she gave Clark a brave smile.
She turned to Oliver with a smile. “I’m glad you’re here for Clark. I’ve been a little out of commission,” she admitted honestly, causing the blonde to smile.
“From what I’ve heard you almost died, so taking a few days off in understandable.” Chloe gave him a smile at his attempt of humor before turning to Clark, noticing the look of dread on his face.
“I think Lois is conducting interviews,” he declared dryly and Chloe followed his gaze to where Lois had a group of men pinned down, gesturing widely her eyes narrowed, blazing with the kind of fury only she could muster.
“Well that’s my cue,” Chloe said smiling sadly, preparing herself to deal with the situation at hand.
Clark stopped her. “You stay, I can handle Lois.” He gave Chloe an amused look, his eyes sparkling slightly and Chloe nodded, watching as his eyes moved to Oliver’s and a message was relayed between the two men.
Once he had left, Chloe turned to Oliver, looking at the man that was now a part of their mismatched family. He was one more person that knew Clark’s secret and would protect it, and for that she was grateful. He was also a relatively normal guy, who liked to dress up in leather and played a superhero despite not having any special abilities to protect him.
Chloe knew that was why the other guys turned to him for leadership, he was the core of the group of superheroes and he was a damn decent man. Because of that Chloe would give him a chance.
“You love Clark,” Chloe stated bluntly and before Oliver could say anything she continued. “I know you do, in more than a friend way and that’s okay,” she said before leveling him with a glare that could rival Lois’s.
“Clark is my best friend and we both know how special he is, don’t hurt him.”
Oliver nodded his voice firm. “I won’t,” he told her with a nod, giving her a smile that didn’t quite reach his eyes.
“I can’t,” he said before offering his hand to her and Chloe shook it before pulling him in for a hug.
She leaned up and whispered in his ear. “I believe you.”
“Is everything okay?” Clark asked as he made his way back to them. Chloe and Oliver drew apart making room for Clark to fit in between them.
Chloe flashed Clark an unsteady smile.
“Everything’s fine.”
And it would be. Lana wasn’t dead and neither was Clark. She looked over at Oliver and knew that no matter what happened, there would be another person protecting Clark’s secret, protecting Clark.