Oliver Queen does not wear tights (dl_greenarrow) wrote in wariscoming, @ 2012-08-25 23:22:00 |
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Entry tags: | chloe sullivan, oliver queen/green arrow |
Who: Oliver Queen and Chloe Sullivan
What: Reunion!
When: Eaaarly Sunday morning
Where: Watchtower -- control room
Warnings: Possible adult situations of the sexy kind. Maybe. We never really know for sure with these two.
It had been a long drive back to Kansas. Not that it wasn't fun--he and Kim had talked a lot and he'd helped her practice the exorcism, which he had finally managed to memorize. But he knew he needed to keep practicing because it didn't come as naturally as he'd like for it to. As much as he needed it to. But he figured since he had to help other people learn and memorize it, too, he was probably going to get pretty good at it. And he felt like he was coming back from the camp knowing a hell of a lot more about demons and ghosts and monsters then he thought he'd have imagined there was to know. Which considering they were facing an apocalypse that was headed up by the actual devil.
But right now, it was early, nearly four in the morning, and he was wide awake from making the drive. And right then what he wanted was to see Chloe.
It had been a long week, and he'd missed her more than he'd thought he would. He wasn't used to missing people, really. He'd been alone for a long time. Most of his life, in fact. But now he was starting to wonder if it had to be that way. Sure things here weren't exactly normal in this world, and either of them could be snatched away at anytime. But they could be there for years. Or even forever. And he couldn't help but think that the two of them had the potential to have something really incredible and life-changing. But only if they took a chance.
He drew in a breath and pushed open the double doors to Watchtower's control room, smiling faintly as he spotted her standing at the computer terminal.