Seeing Her 2/?
Title: Seeing Her 2/?
Author: Calie
Summary: The title might change. After an accident Chloe and Oliver get to know each other in a different way and Oliver finds himself really seeing Chloe for the first time.
Rating: M or NC-17 (later)
Note: BTW, my stupid cat chewed a hole through the my laptop power cord. So it's on its last leg. While I have the cord on order I won't be making any updated, even though I have more chapter written. Review please. It would make me feel better.
“He should be able to move around fine, but may need some help. I left some pain medicine with some instructions. Continue to change his bandages as you have been doing. As long as there are no changes I’ll be back in a couple of days.”
Chloe nodded and looked over at Oliver who was now sitting up in bed inspecting his battle wounds.
“Good luck.” The doctor said when he looked at his patient.
“Yea.” Chloe said her thanks and walked the doctor to the door. When she returned Oliver was sitting on the edge of the bed. “Don’t you listen?!” She sprinted forward and grabbed his arm and he tried to push himself up.
“I’d like to pee if you don’t mind.” He growled out. As much as it annoyed him to have her helping him he was grateful for the assistance.
“I thought it was just a coincidence that everyone has told me good luck when they know I’m taking care of you. Now I’m starting to think it actually means something.”
“Funny.” Oliver said through gritted teeth. “Give me that damn thing.”
Chloe shook her head and grabbed the crutch. “Don’t put any weight on your leg.”
“I know!”
“Don’t yell at me!” They stared at each other for a moment, both of them ready to blow. Finally the angry look on his face fell away.
“I’m sorry, I’m just frustrated.” The angry lines on her face smoothed away.
“I know.” They made the difficult trek to the bathroom, but he did amazingly well. “Do you need help?”
Oliver looked at her with a smirk. “I don’t think you want to offer that kind of help.”
Chloe frowned. “Probably not. I’ll wait right here.”
“Alright.” Chloe sat in the chair next to his bed. “Let’s have a look.” As she untapped the bandage she glanced at him for any sign of pain but there was none. “So, you never told anybody, but what was it you ran after?”
Oliver forgot for a moment about his wound and looked at her. “It was nothing.”
Chloe stopped and looked up. “Oliver, you plan everything out in detail. You don’t take unnecessary chances. You ran in half cocked. What happened?”
“Someone called me. With some information and a threat. I don’t particularly like being threatened.” He hoped she would drop it, but by the calculating gaze she was giving him he knew it was far from over.
“Oliver. If I’m staying in this strange city, and pissing my boss off, and blowing off my obligations for you, then you sure as hell better tell me what the hell happened.” He watched her for a moment then sighed.
“Someone had a list of the meteor infected. With quite a few people on it that I knew, including you.” He waited to see if she would say anything, but she remained quite. But he could see that what he said pained her. “They wanted additional information. Information that I had.”
Chloe looked away from him and finished bandaging his leg. “What happened?”
“Obviously I didn’t bring anything. I didn’t have time to gather anyone up and they told me to come alone. I think their intention was to get information and kill me. I’m still not sure why or who it was. But I did destroy the facility.”
“I know.” Chloe gently worked the bandage on his stomach off. “Besides getting yourself shot you almost blew yourself up.”
“Well at least I stopped them. For a while.” He winced as the tape pulled at his skin.
“Sorry.” Chloe rubbed the reddened skin. She worked in silence for a while. As she smoothed the fresh tape over his stomach she looked at him. “Thank you. For doing what you did. I know that you did it for more then just me. But still.”
There eyes met for a moment. “Think of us as even then. You’re the one here playing nursemaid.”
Chloe smiled at him and then gently smoothed the other sides of the bandage over his stomach. “Do you want a shirt?”
“It’s more trouble then it’s worth.” He moved to sit up, and had hoped to do it on his own, but she was already there helping him. “What time is it?”
Chloe glanced down at her watch. “Five.”
“That’s it.” Oliver grabbed the remote and began flipping channels again. When he turned to look at her she was walking out the door. “Where are you going?”
Chloe stopped and turned to him. “I-. I don’t know. I was just… I don’t know!”
“Come sit.” He patted the empty side of the bed.
“In your bed?” Chloe raised an eyebrow and eyed his hand.
“It’s big enough and I don’t think you have to worry about me putting the moves on you.” Chloe frowned. “Thanks.” But she was already walking around the bed. After kicking off her shoes she took a seat. “Clark’s coming by over this weekend. He wanted to find out from you what happened.”
“I just told you what happened.”
“I know, but I’m sure he wants to hear it from you. Plus, I’m sure he’s been waiting to give you a mouthful.”
“Wonderful.”
When Chloe opened her eyes the room was already growing darker from the setting sun. Yet it wasn’t her room at home, and it wasn’t even the guest room at Oliver’s that she was in. It was his room. Chloe turned her head to face him and found him sleeping soundly. His chest rose and fell with each breath and she still couldn’t deny that his bare chest bade her uncomfortable. Carefully, she untangled herself from the blanket and stood up. The cold touched her skin and she shivered. After slipping on her shoes she walked around the bed and pulled the covers over his chest. A hand wrapped around her wrist and she gasped. Despite Oliver’s current condition his hand was like steal. “Oliver.” His green eyes looked up at her, and at first she wasn’t sure if he was really seeing her.
“Sorry, your startled me.” He released her wrist and dropped his hand.
Chloe fought from rubbing her aching wrist and finished pulling the covers over him. “I’ll see you in the morning.” He didn’t say anything, but his eyes never left her.
Oliver watched her walk out the room and frowned. Something in him wanted to ask her to stay. Being alone and stuck in his bed was miserable. She was the only thing there that took his mind off his current situation.
“And you didn’t think I’d be able to help!”
“There wasn’t time for that! They said just me, or they’d be sure to put that list to use. Names of people we know! Did you want Chloe’s name getting out there?!”
There was silence.
“I didn’t think so!”
She had waited patiently for them to have it out, but she’d had about enough already. Before Clark could respond she was in the room. “Enough. It’s over. Everybody knows how everyone feels.”
“And you think its okay for him to run off like that?!” Clark yelled.
“No.” She said calmly and evenly. “And I’m sure we will be discussing it again. But in the mean time he was shot just a week ago.” Chloe waited to see if Clark got what she was saying.” She sighed. “Clark, I think you should leave.”
“What?” He looked at her then at Oliver. When he looked at her again he frowned. “You’re telling me to leave?”
“Just for now.” But she could see that he had already been offended.
“Fine.” Clark turned from both of them and left the room.
“Nice seeing you boy scout!” Oliver called after him.
“Stop.” Chloe hushed him.
“You know you just made him mad.” Wincing, Oliver lowered himself back down to the bed. As usual, Chloe was at his side to help him down. “I’ve got it.”
“Why were you standing anyway?”
“I like being taller then him.” Oliver let out a sigh as he settled.
After taking a seat next to him she spoke. “He was already mad at you. Why would he be mad at me?”
“You sided against him.”
“No, I didn’t. Most of what he said was the truth.”
Oliver shrugged. “Doesn’t matter. You told him to leave and you stayed with me. I think you hurt his feelings. He looked like you slapped him.”
“Don’t be so dramatic.” But as she thought about it she remembered his face. She shook her head. “Doesn’t matter anyway. Clark’s brushed me off numerous times.”
Oliver rested his hands on the bed behind him and leaned back so he could survey his stomach. “For Lana and Lois I would imagine.”
Chloe looked away. “That wasn’t always it.”
Even though she denied it he could tell by the soft whisper of her voice he had hit pretty close to home. “No, not always. But usually when you love someone they come first right?” She stood up and walked out. “What?”
“Shut up.”
Oliver groaned. The last thing he needed was to piss off the only person willing to take care of him and put up with him. With a little bit of difficulty he was standing again and making his way, with his crutches, to the living room. When he found no sign of her he groaned. “Chloe, come on! I’m sorry.” When she didn’t answer he dropped his head back and groaned. “Chloe if you make me walk that far there is a good chance I’ll fall and bust my ass and hurt myself again.” A loud scream came from the extra room and he winced. There was a tapping sound and it took him a few moments to realize it was heels. When she exited the room she was no longer in the t-shirts and sweats he had become accustomed to. Now she was wearing jeans and a much more fitted shirt then the ones she had been walking around in. “Where are you going?”
“Out.” Chloe glanced around the room for her purse.
“Out. You’re going out? You don’t even know where you’re going. You’ve never been in Star City before. Plus you’re leaving me here alone?”
“Yes.” Chloe grabbed her purse and headed to the door.
“Chloe I’m sorry.” She stopped and turned to him.
“And I forgive you. But between hurting Clark’s feelings and you telling me I’m always second, I think I need a break.” She didn’t stop this time and walked out the door.
Oliver groaned. When she said it that way it did sound pretty bad.
Author: Calie
Summary: The title might change. After an accident Chloe and Oliver get to know each other in a different way and Oliver finds himself really seeing Chloe for the first time.
Rating: M or NC-17 (later)
Note: BTW, my stupid cat chewed a hole through the my laptop power cord. So it's on its last leg. While I have the cord on order I won't be making any updated, even though I have more chapter written. Review please. It would make me feel better.
“He should be able to move around fine, but may need some help. I left some pain medicine with some instructions. Continue to change his bandages as you have been doing. As long as there are no changes I’ll be back in a couple of days.”
Chloe nodded and looked over at Oliver who was now sitting up in bed inspecting his battle wounds.
“Good luck.” The doctor said when he looked at his patient.
“Yea.” Chloe said her thanks and walked the doctor to the door. When she returned Oliver was sitting on the edge of the bed. “Don’t you listen?!” She sprinted forward and grabbed his arm and he tried to push himself up.
“I’d like to pee if you don’t mind.” He growled out. As much as it annoyed him to have her helping him he was grateful for the assistance.
“I thought it was just a coincidence that everyone has told me good luck when they know I’m taking care of you. Now I’m starting to think it actually means something.”
“Funny.” Oliver said through gritted teeth. “Give me that damn thing.”
Chloe shook her head and grabbed the crutch. “Don’t put any weight on your leg.”
“I know!”
“Don’t yell at me!” They stared at each other for a moment, both of them ready to blow. Finally the angry look on his face fell away.
“I’m sorry, I’m just frustrated.” The angry lines on her face smoothed away.
“I know.” They made the difficult trek to the bathroom, but he did amazingly well. “Do you need help?”
Oliver looked at her with a smirk. “I don’t think you want to offer that kind of help.”
Chloe frowned. “Probably not. I’ll wait right here.”
“Alright.” Chloe sat in the chair next to his bed. “Let’s have a look.” As she untapped the bandage she glanced at him for any sign of pain but there was none. “So, you never told anybody, but what was it you ran after?”
Oliver forgot for a moment about his wound and looked at her. “It was nothing.”
Chloe stopped and looked up. “Oliver, you plan everything out in detail. You don’t take unnecessary chances. You ran in half cocked. What happened?”
“Someone called me. With some information and a threat. I don’t particularly like being threatened.” He hoped she would drop it, but by the calculating gaze she was giving him he knew it was far from over.
“Oliver. If I’m staying in this strange city, and pissing my boss off, and blowing off my obligations for you, then you sure as hell better tell me what the hell happened.” He watched her for a moment then sighed.
“Someone had a list of the meteor infected. With quite a few people on it that I knew, including you.” He waited to see if she would say anything, but she remained quite. But he could see that what he said pained her. “They wanted additional information. Information that I had.”
Chloe looked away from him and finished bandaging his leg. “What happened?”
“Obviously I didn’t bring anything. I didn’t have time to gather anyone up and they told me to come alone. I think their intention was to get information and kill me. I’m still not sure why or who it was. But I did destroy the facility.”
“I know.” Chloe gently worked the bandage on his stomach off. “Besides getting yourself shot you almost blew yourself up.”
“Well at least I stopped them. For a while.” He winced as the tape pulled at his skin.
“Sorry.” Chloe rubbed the reddened skin. She worked in silence for a while. As she smoothed the fresh tape over his stomach she looked at him. “Thank you. For doing what you did. I know that you did it for more then just me. But still.”
There eyes met for a moment. “Think of us as even then. You’re the one here playing nursemaid.”
Chloe smiled at him and then gently smoothed the other sides of the bandage over his stomach. “Do you want a shirt?”
“It’s more trouble then it’s worth.” He moved to sit up, and had hoped to do it on his own, but she was already there helping him. “What time is it?”
Chloe glanced down at her watch. “Five.”
“That’s it.” Oliver grabbed the remote and began flipping channels again. When he turned to look at her she was walking out the door. “Where are you going?”
Chloe stopped and turned to him. “I-. I don’t know. I was just… I don’t know!”
“Come sit.” He patted the empty side of the bed.
“In your bed?” Chloe raised an eyebrow and eyed his hand.
“It’s big enough and I don’t think you have to worry about me putting the moves on you.” Chloe frowned. “Thanks.” But she was already walking around the bed. After kicking off her shoes she took a seat. “Clark’s coming by over this weekend. He wanted to find out from you what happened.”
“I just told you what happened.”
“I know, but I’m sure he wants to hear it from you. Plus, I’m sure he’s been waiting to give you a mouthful.”
“Wonderful.”
When Chloe opened her eyes the room was already growing darker from the setting sun. Yet it wasn’t her room at home, and it wasn’t even the guest room at Oliver’s that she was in. It was his room. Chloe turned her head to face him and found him sleeping soundly. His chest rose and fell with each breath and she still couldn’t deny that his bare chest bade her uncomfortable. Carefully, she untangled herself from the blanket and stood up. The cold touched her skin and she shivered. After slipping on her shoes she walked around the bed and pulled the covers over his chest. A hand wrapped around her wrist and she gasped. Despite Oliver’s current condition his hand was like steal. “Oliver.” His green eyes looked up at her, and at first she wasn’t sure if he was really seeing her.
“Sorry, your startled me.” He released her wrist and dropped his hand.
Chloe fought from rubbing her aching wrist and finished pulling the covers over him. “I’ll see you in the morning.” He didn’t say anything, but his eyes never left her.
Oliver watched her walk out the room and frowned. Something in him wanted to ask her to stay. Being alone and stuck in his bed was miserable. She was the only thing there that took his mind off his current situation.
“And you didn’t think I’d be able to help!”
“There wasn’t time for that! They said just me, or they’d be sure to put that list to use. Names of people we know! Did you want Chloe’s name getting out there?!”
There was silence.
“I didn’t think so!”
She had waited patiently for them to have it out, but she’d had about enough already. Before Clark could respond she was in the room. “Enough. It’s over. Everybody knows how everyone feels.”
“And you think its okay for him to run off like that?!” Clark yelled.
“No.” She said calmly and evenly. “And I’m sure we will be discussing it again. But in the mean time he was shot just a week ago.” Chloe waited to see if Clark got what she was saying.” She sighed. “Clark, I think you should leave.”
“What?” He looked at her then at Oliver. When he looked at her again he frowned. “You’re telling me to leave?”
“Just for now.” But she could see that he had already been offended.
“Fine.” Clark turned from both of them and left the room.
“Nice seeing you boy scout!” Oliver called after him.
“Stop.” Chloe hushed him.
“You know you just made him mad.” Wincing, Oliver lowered himself back down to the bed. As usual, Chloe was at his side to help him down. “I’ve got it.”
“Why were you standing anyway?”
“I like being taller then him.” Oliver let out a sigh as he settled.
After taking a seat next to him she spoke. “He was already mad at you. Why would he be mad at me?”
“You sided against him.”
“No, I didn’t. Most of what he said was the truth.”
Oliver shrugged. “Doesn’t matter. You told him to leave and you stayed with me. I think you hurt his feelings. He looked like you slapped him.”
“Don’t be so dramatic.” But as she thought about it she remembered his face. She shook her head. “Doesn’t matter anyway. Clark’s brushed me off numerous times.”
Oliver rested his hands on the bed behind him and leaned back so he could survey his stomach. “For Lana and Lois I would imagine.”
Chloe looked away. “That wasn’t always it.”
Even though she denied it he could tell by the soft whisper of her voice he had hit pretty close to home. “No, not always. But usually when you love someone they come first right?” She stood up and walked out. “What?”
“Shut up.”
Oliver groaned. The last thing he needed was to piss off the only person willing to take care of him and put up with him. With a little bit of difficulty he was standing again and making his way, with his crutches, to the living room. When he found no sign of her he groaned. “Chloe, come on! I’m sorry.” When she didn’t answer he dropped his head back and groaned. “Chloe if you make me walk that far there is a good chance I’ll fall and bust my ass and hurt myself again.” A loud scream came from the extra room and he winced. There was a tapping sound and it took him a few moments to realize it was heels. When she exited the room she was no longer in the t-shirts and sweats he had become accustomed to. Now she was wearing jeans and a much more fitted shirt then the ones she had been walking around in. “Where are you going?”
“Out.” Chloe glanced around the room for her purse.
“Out. You’re going out? You don’t even know where you’re going. You’ve never been in Star City before. Plus you’re leaving me here alone?”
“Yes.” Chloe grabbed her purse and headed to the door.
“Chloe I’m sorry.” She stopped and turned to him.
“And I forgive you. But between hurting Clark’s feelings and you telling me I’m always second, I think I need a break.” She didn’t stop this time and walked out the door.
Oliver groaned. When she said it that way it did sound pretty bad.