Title: Chlollie Holiday Mini Fics Part 4/6
Summary: A series of holiday run ins between Chloe and Oliver from season 6 and on.
Characters: Chloe, Oliver
Disclaimer: I own nothing!
This part written for vicks_svq
Prompt: Crazy Christmas Shopping
Takes Place in Season 9
Oliver Queen was in his own personal version of hell.
Somehow he found himself in an overcrowded department store full of last minute Christmas shoppers.
He tried his best to tune out the instrumental version of Rudolph the Red Nosed Reindeer as it blared from the speakers above his head for the forth time since he and Chloe had dared to enter the overcrowded store.
It was only four days until Christmas and while he had never been one to do his own holiday shopping, he had been unable to refuse when Chloe invited him to tag along while she finished up hers.
Oliver felt a small tug on his pant leg and glanced down only to discover a small boy had latched himself firmly around his right ankle, He couldn’t help but cringe as the child’s chocolate covered fingers clenched at the expensive fabric even tighter while he smiled up at him.
He bent down to gently separate the child from him only to have a young woman beat him to it. She lifted the toddler in her arms and began to apologize to Oliver. Her embarrassment at the situation was made evident by the red tint to her tired features.
He quickly waved off her apology, telling her it was fine and smiled as she nudged her way through the crowd and the young boy waved goodbye to him over her shoulder.
This was certainly not the evening he envisioned when he’d gone to Watchtower several hours earlier…
The plan he had was so simple, or so he thought. He was going to go to the Watchtower to see Chloe. Find a way to convince her to let him take her away from her computers, hopefully to a nice dinner, and work up the courage to broach the subject of taking their recently renewed friendship to a different level.
All that changed though when he’d shown up only to find Chloe already on her way out.
Honestly as happy as he was that she was pulling herself away from her virtual world it had still been a shock to him. Chloe never did anything besides work on bringing the team back together and sleep, and aside from the occasional food or coffee run she had seemed to become a shut in.
So when he had literally ran into her small form. Her coat wrapped tightly around her and a purse slung over her shoulder he’d just figured she was going on one of her sudden need for sustenance runs, and offered to keep her company, to which Chloe had agreed without hesitation, and that was how he found himself in his current predicament.
He glanced over the horde of people surrounding him and suddenly felt very grateful for his six foot three stature; if he had been any shorter he would have no chance of spotting Chloe through the crowd.
To say that the scene playing out around him was complete and total insanity would be the understatement of the century. People were pushing and shoving to attain their desired items. He’d even watched as two women screamed at each other over the last of some small pink pony… thing.
He really needed to get out of here, it was all too much All he needed to do was find Chloe and convince her to throw in the towel on the trip. He was prepared to do so by any means necessary, even if that meant footing the bill for her to give everyone left on her shopping list cold hard cash.
He continued to scan over the many faces until he finally caught sight of her. She was nearly thirty feet away from him at this point quickly skimming over numerous ladies shirts on a small rack.
Oliver started to maneuver his way through the other last minute shoppers his eyes still locked on his petite friend when he saw her features light up as she pulled a hanger from the stand.
Unfortunately for Chloe a tall, slender, brown haired woman had apparently noticed the same item and had her hand gripped firmly around the other side of the hanger. The crowd was getting harder to move through when he picked up his pace at the sight of Chloe’s delicate features harden, her lips moving a mile a minute. Oliver knew that look and it didn’t take him long to realize that Chloe was already starting to lose her patience with the offending woman.
A moment later he watched as the other woman looked Chloe up and down, glanced at the article of clothing they both refused to relinquish, and made a sneer in the small blondes direction as she said several words that Oliver was still to far away to hear.
Suddenly all hell broke loose as Chloe lifted her tiny fist and slammed it into the other woman’s nose. Oliver stopped for a moment mid step too shocked to move when the other woman screamed out, used her manicured hand to cover her nose and stared at Chloe in horror.
His feeling of bewilderment was quickly brushed aside though when he saw two security guards grab Chloe and the tall brunette and march them toward the back of the store.
Several minutes later when he reached the back room and found Chloe handcuffed to a small plastic chair. He walked over to her and glanced down at her hand which he now noticed already showed evidence of her assault of the woman in the form of several bruised knuckles. He reached down and pulled her hand into his gently running the pad of his thumb over her marred skin.
“Ollie I’m fine,” she told him softly.
He knelt down so that they were eye level and looked at her skeptically.
“Okay, I’ll admit it hurts like hell… but seriously, you should see the other guy.”
“Don’t need to,” he glanced around the room making sure they were still alone, “I saw what happened from across the store, and can I just say… nice shot.”
Chloe smiled broadly at him, “thanks.”
“I mean it, I really had no idea you had it in you… maybe we should think about putting you out in the field once in awhile,” he teased.
“No thank you, look at my hand it’ll take days for me to be able to type at normal speed again.” She stared at him and lowered her voice to a whisper, “so how much trouble am I in?”
“Not much, I managed to convince the woman to not press charges, and the security guy will be in here in a minute to let you go, of course with the promise that if you come in the store again there will be consequences.”
“Right. Well I don’t think that’ll be an issue, I’m way too embarrassed to ever come back in here.”
A second later the guard came in and without a word removed the handcuffs, before he led the pair to the back door with out a word.
As they walked back to the car, Oliver reached for her injured hand and gently took it in his before lifting it to his lips and kissing it softly, “Guess Victor was wrong about the whole hitting not being your thing, huh?”
He felt Chloe tense for a few seconds when his lips grazed her skin and then relax. She smiled at him, “Oh God, please don’t tell them I’d be mortified.”
“You’re secrets safe with me.”
The reaction delighted him, after the evening’s events it was not the right night to tell her the way he felt, but seeing as she didn’t seemed repelled by his small gesture. He was now sure then when he did finally make his move she might be receptive.
Or at least he hoped so…
Two more to go!
Read Part 5 HERE!