Talking Things Through. With chloeas.

[olliequeen]

The drive back to the clock tower was long and silent. He wanted to ask her what had happened, but he knew her well enough to know she needed some time to sort it out in her own mind before he started asking questions. It was no secret to anyone who knew them that Chloe and Tess pretty much hated one another, and had since they'd first met. He knew there were a lot of reasons behind that hatred, and frankly he didn't think it was something either of them were going to be getting past anytime in the near future.

He shut the car off once it was in the underground parking lot beneath the tower, and glanced over at her. When she didn't make a move, he slowly climbed out of the car and moved around to the passenger side, opening the door silently and unfastening her seatbelt.

"Put your arms around my neck," he said softly, wincing at the large bruise that was already forming beneath her right eye.

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[dl-greenarrow.livejournal.com]

"Humor me?" he asked quietly, gazing at her. "Please."

[chloeas.livejournal.com]

She sighed and wrapped her arms around his neck, leaning her head against his shoulder.

[dl-greenarrow.livejournal.com]

He pulled her gently from the car, kicking the door shut behind him before making his way over toward the elevator. "Got quite a bruise under your eye," he told her, pressing the button for the top floor of the clock tower.

[chloeas.livejournal.com]

Chloe made a face at that and sighed, "great."

[dl-greenarrow.livejournal.com]

Oliver managed a small smile, falling silent until the elevator reached its destination. Then he carried her off of it and moved over to the sofa, gently setting her down there. "Gonna grab some ice."

[chloeas.livejournal.com]

She winced a little as she leaned back against the arm of the couch so she sat up once more, "need to check on Conner."

[dl-greenarrow.livejournal.com]

His eyebrows furrowed a little bit as he watched her wince. Holding his breath, he makes a spinning motion with his index finger, indicating for her to turn around.

[chloeas.livejournal.com]

With a deep breath she turned sideways and pulled her shirt up, "how bad is it?"

[dl-greenarrow.livejournal.com]

He winced at the amount of bruising. "Bad," he said quietly. He leaned down, pressing a kiss to the top of her head. "You call Lois and see how Conner's doing, I'm going to get that ice and get you some aspirin."

[chloeas.livejournal.com]

"Okay," she nodded, getting up from the couch and reaching for her phone.

[dl-greenarrow.livejournal.com]

He returned a few moments later, carrying an ice pack, a glass of water, and a bottle of painkillers. "Conner okay?" he asked.

[chloeas.livejournal.com]

"Yeah," she breathed, tossing her phone back down on the couch but not bothering with sitting down, "Lois had taken him to go see a movie."

[dl-greenarrow.livejournal.com]

He watched her for a moment. "Which is hurting worse right now? Cheek or your back?"

[chloeas.livejournal.com]

Chloe looked at him for a moment then took her shirt off, "I think I hurt it when I hit the stuff that was over the counter."

[dl-greenarrow.livejournal.com]

"Lie down," he said softly, nodding toward the sofa once more. "And get comfortable."

[chloeas.livejournal.com]

She sighed softly and laid down on her stomach, shaking her head a little, "you realize this isn't fair, right?"