Banner by miss_morrygan
Title: The Announcement
Summary: One year ago Oliver Queen and Chloe Sullivan's romance ended, but when Oliver finds out that Chloe is about to marry someone else he realizes that he has to find a way to win her back before she ends up married to the wrong man
Characters: Chloe Sullivan, Oliver Queen, Lois Lane, Clark Kent, and several original characters
Rating: this chapter T
Disclaimer: I own nothing!
Dedicated to chloesilvers Happy Birthday Hun! I hope you had a great day!
A/N This is by far my favorite chapter so far, I hope y'all enjoy it!
Chloe kept her eyes locked on Lois her arms folded firmly over her chest as she waited for some kind of explanation, but after several minutes of silence she knew she wasn't going to receive one so she spoke first, "So, you wanna tell me what kind of game you think you're playing here, Lois?"
Lois looked at her trying her best to put on an innocent face… but only for a few seconds before she pushed it aside and settled on defiance, "Look I know you're probably pretty mad at me right now but if you would just give me a chance to…"
"A chance to do what exactly, explain? How exactly do you plan to explain this away? I mean what possible reason could you have for setting this whole scheme of yours up?" Chloe placed her hands on her hips and continued to glare at her cousin.
"Look I know you're angry with me right now, and I'll admit you may have a right to be, but you have to understand I'm only doing what I think best for you."
"And you honestly believe that forcing Oliver, the man I'm about to marry, and myself to sit down and eat a meal together is what's best for me?"
"Yes! You need to open your eyes and finally face what's really happening here Chloe."
"Oh, and I suppose you're going to tell me what you think that is."
"Well somebody needs to since you insist on being so damn stubborn."
"I'm not being stubborn Lois, I'm being realistic… Oliver and I tried to be together once before and all it lead to was my heart being broken, and him adding a whole lot of fresh notches to his bedpost."
"Chloe I know he hurt you, trust me I do." She stepped toward her cousin and lowered her voice to barely above a whisper, "I'm the one who spent weeks sitting by your side while you cried your eyes out after you left him in Star City. I sat with you and ate massive amounts of Ben and Jerry's and watched chick flick after chick flick when you tried to pretend the articles of him splashed all over the tabloids about his many escapades weren't breaking your heart."
Lois took a deep breath as Chloe wiped away the tears she hadn't realized had started to fall, "and I may also be the only person on the planet who knows the truth about how after only a few dates with the man you're about to marry, you realized that Oliver was really the one for you before hopping on a plane and rushing back to him."
Chloe head shot up and her jaw tensed, "I don't want to talk about that."
"Of course you don't, because reliving that moment means thinking about Oliver with someone else, and it also means acknowledging the fact that if it weren't for what you saw there that might you would be with him instead of forcing yourself to marry someone who will never compare to Ollie."
"I told you I don't want to talk about this, doesn't what I want mean anything to you?"
"You won't admit what you really want," Lois mumbled under her breath as she turned back toward the sink.
A moment later Jake came down the stairs and walked straight toward Chloe. He leaned in and pressed a kiss to her cheek, "you okay?"
"Yeah," she looked up at him for a moment and pulled on her lower lip with her teeth, "I was thinking maybe we could head out, grab some dinner and then just head home."
"I thought you wanted to have dinner with your friends."
"I do, it's just… I don't want you to feel awkward about anything. I know this wasn't the night we talked about."
"I'm fine," he said with a small smile as he reached up and tucked her hair behind her ear, "why don't you go sit down and I'll be in in a second with a glass of your favorite wine?" he suggested.
"Are you sure?" she asked nervously glancing at Lois.
"Yeah, go ahead I'll be right in."
"Okay," Chloe left the kitchen and headed toward the living room. She found Oliver and Clark sitting on the couch Clark was scowling and Oliver was grinning brightly like he had just gotten one over on Superman, which knowing the way their friendly banter usually went, he probably had.
"What's going on?" she asked the pair.
"Nothing," Clark grumbled.
"Right," she said slowly, "what did you say this time?" she questioned looking toward Oliver.
"Not a thing," Oliver held up his hands as he feigned innocence.
"Sure," she turned her attention toward Clark, "we need to talk."
"I guess I should have seen this coming, huh?"
"You really should have," she agreed with a single nod she reached down and grabbed his hand pulling him up from the couch. She turned toward Oliver, "we'll be right back… you stay right there."
"Where would I…" he flinched at her hardened gaze, "right… yeah… I'll just stay right here." He said pointing down at the couch beneath him.
"Good choice." She moved toward Clark and nudged him in the direction of the front porch.
Clark went without much force and Chloe followed closely behind, they stepped out on to the porch and Chloe walked over to the two person swing. She sat down and patted the spot next to her.
Clark sat down hesitantly, "I know you probably want to yell at me right now but let me just say that Lois was just trying to help, and if I'm being completely honest I do understand what she's trying to do. We don't want you to end up with the wrong person and we both think that if you marry…"
"Clark…" She warned.
"No, please let me finish Chloe, I know that you think I let Lois drag me into another of her schemes or plans or whatever you want to call it, and that makes sense since I usually do, but this time… when she told me what she wanted to do here I didn't need her to convince me. You're making a mistake Chloe and a few years down the line when you wake up one morning and realize that your life is nothing like it should be… it may be too late to fix it."
"Clark," she started her voice cracking as she tried to swallow away the lump in her throat, "I don't know what to say to all that." she admitted.
Clark reached out and placed his hand on her knee, "there's nothing else to say, I know you Chloe, and I know that no matter what happens here today, ultimately you're still going to have to make this decision for yourself."
"I'm just trying to figure out when Clark Kent became so eloquent."
Clark let out a hearty laugh and wrapped his arm around her shoulder to pull her closer to him, "I always have been, I just like to pick the most appropriate times to use it."
Chloe rolled her eyes and leaned her head on his shoulder, "you don't really expect me to buy that do you?"
"I really should know better then that, huh?"
"Well yeah, this is me you're talking to, and you seem to forget I was present during the years of Lana Lang induced silent brooding in the barn, the Talon, the Torch office…"
"Okay I get it," he grumbled.
"So you ready to change that whole statement about always being capable of expressing yourself."
"Fine it's possible I may not have always been the best at it, but you can at least admit I've gotten a lot better at expressing myself since high school."
"Maybe a little," she said with a short nod holding up her hand and spacing her pointer finger and thumb less then an inch apart.
"That's very funny, Chlo."
Oliver leaned back and turned his head just enough to catch a glimpse of Chloe and Clark through one of the front windows as they sat close together talking on the porch swing.
Chloe's head was resting on Clarks shoulder and his hand was wrapped tightly around her shoulders. Hopefully Clark was making some sort of progress with her, if nothing else at least she wasn't yelling at him, in fact she seemed more at ease then he had seen her since his return from Star City.
It suddenly occurred that while Clark and Chloe were on the porch, Lois was in the kitchen and might appreciate a hand, or at least someone to talk to after what he was certain was a decent tongue lashing from Chloe about her most recent antics.
He stood from the couch, but as he approached the kitchen he heard the tense voices of Lois and Jake obviously in the minute of a heated argument. He stepped closer, doing his best to stay out of sight, He wanted to be close enough to step in if Lois needed back up, but he knew her well enough to know she would be pretty pissed if he interfered and it wasn't absolutely necessary.
"You really think these little stunts of yours to work Lois?" Jake asked his voice filled with held back anger.
"Honestly, yes I do. It's only a matter of time before Chloe realizes what your really like, and I'm going to do all I can to make sure that happens before she makes the monumental mistake of saying 'I do'."
"Why can't you just stay out of this?"
"Because Chloe's my family, and she deserves better then you."
"What you mean like Oliver Queen… a man who treated her like she was expendable, and then even after she tried to go back to him still proceeded to bed every woman he could find."
Oliver felt his stomach clench, as much as he hated the man he was right, he had hurt Chloe. More then he thought possible, and knowing that Chloe had told that piece of their history to Jake Winston had to mean something, Chloe didn't trust many people enough to express what she was feeling to them, and to tell him something so personal wasn't what he expected to hear.
The voices in the kitchen were silent for several seconds before he heard what sounded like Lois slamming a pile of plates to the countertop, but before he could rush in to check on her she spoke again her voice dangerously hard, "how do you know about Chloe's trip to Star City?" she demanded.
"She told me," Jake said flippantly.
"No she didn't."
"Shut up.' Lois snapped, "I know she didn't because she only ever told me and Clark, and she made me promise to never tell anyone. Chloe would never tell you about that trip. She never talks about it." she said adamantly. "So I'm going to repeat the question, how do you know about it?"
Oliver tilted his head to the side waiting for Jake to respond but when after several seconds he didn't Lois continued, "Are you keeping tabs on her?"
"That's not any of your business." He answered firmly.
"Like hell it isn't. How do you think Chloe would react to hearing about this?"
"Who's going to tell her… you, do you really think that after this little game you tried to set in motion tonight she's really going to believe anything you say about me."
Oliver had had enough he stepped from around the corner, "I think you're underestimating Lois and the relationship she has with Chloe." he said his fists clenched firmly at his side.
"Why am I not surprised," Jake mumbled turning toward Oliver, "do you always lurk around listening to private conversations."
"After what I just heard I don't think you should be talking about me invading your privacy." he ground out.
Jake snorted, "I don't answer to either of you," he replied his gaze drifting between the pair, "and my relationship with Chloe is none of your business," he glared at Oliver before turning his eyes toward Lois, "or yours."
"That's where you're wrong," Oliver closed the distance between them and staring down at the shorter man. "If you think we're going to let Chloe marry you knowing what we do now, you better think again."
"Yes, because your efforts to break us up have worked out so well so far, haven't they?"
"You really are a cocky son of a bitch aren't you?" Oliver felt his anger rising further then he thought possible. The desire he'd felt to hit the man since finding out about his engagement to Chloe was growing by the second.
"Why shouldn't I be…? I'm the one she's with, I'm the one she's marrying," he kept his eyes locked on Oliver and the next words out of his mouth were like a knife to Oliver's gut, "and I'm the one who gets to touch her, hold her, and kiss her. I've got to admit comforting her after what you did to her was… well I'm sure you remember what she's like."
Oliver saw red and before he could stop himself he felt his fist connect with Jake's face and watched in satisfaction as the other man hit the kitchen floor.
Chloe and Clark entered the farmhouse, Chloe still smiling smugly at getting one over on him. To say her talk with Clark had gone different then expected would definitely be an understatement. She had thought there might be yelling and anger… mostly from her of course, but instead their conversation had gone smoothly. She could even admit, if only to herself, that Clark's words had really gotten under her skin. She had been so caught up in forgetting her past that she hadn't really considered what her future with Jake could end up like, and that was something she now knew she had to do.
When they entered the living room the first thing she noticed was that Oliver was no longer sitting on the couch where they'd left him, it was then that she heard the crash in the kitchen.
She ran toward the room and found Oliver standing over Jake as her fiancée stared up at him wide eyed and blood trickling from his nose and over his lips.
"Oh my God!" She ran across the room and fell to her knees beside the fallen man, "Jake, are you okay?" He didn't respond just looked up at Oliver. Chloe Jumped back up to full height, "What the hell Oliver?" she demanded as she shoved him away from Jake.
"Chloe, you don't understand he…"
"I don't want to hear it," she snapped, "you know I don't know why I thought for even a second that you could just leave me alone." She placed her hands on her hips as she stalked toward him, "You know I've tried really hard to be understanding with you, finding out someone you used to be with is finally moving on can be hard to cope with, but this," she pointed down at Jake, "is too much. You had your chance to be with me Oliver and you blew it… so just get over it already." She walked back over to Jake and held her hand out to him to help him to his feet.
Chloe walked across the kitchen, lifted her purse and jacket from the table and slung them over her forearm. She walked back over to Jake and closed her hand around his and as they walked from the kitchen she turned back to him, "stay away from me Oliver."
Those were the last words she spoke before storming from the house after Jake.
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