In the Spirit. WIth chloeas and others.

Oliver brushed some snow off his jacket before he climbed out of the elevator and stepped into the apartment that he, Chloe, and the boys had spent the last week and a half clearing out, cleaning up and getting ready to be lived in.

With the help of Bart, A.C., and Victor, all of the furniture that he and Chloe had acquired over the last two years (which, frankly, wasn't much--something Oliver fully intended to rectify in the near future) had been moved into the apartment the day before. He grinned when he spotted Chloe sitting on the floor, unpacking a few picture frames.

"Guess what." He grinned at her.

Stolen from Chloe and Mercy.

Strike-throughs are just for 'those who know' information.

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Season of Miracles. With chloeas, <lj site="livejournal.com" user

Oliver lay curled up on the sofa with Chloe in his arms, admiring the brightly-lit Christmas tree. The five of them had spent the late afternoon and evening decorating the entire apartment for the holiday, and sharing a meal that Victor had cooked for them.

He pressed a soft kiss to Chloe's temple, his hands resting lightly on her stomach. "This is nice," he whispered.