olliequeen | The Awkward Factor. With chloeas, and <lj site="livejournal.com"

Oliver didn't sleep well that night. Even after deciding to go patrolling for another couple of hours after Bart walked in on him and Chloe, he still wasn't quieted enough to rest. He tossed and turned, alternately staring at the digital clock on his bedside table, and staring at the ceiling.

More than once he'd contemplated just going across the hall to Chloe's room to talk out what had happened, or better yet, spend the night in her bed. But he'd resisted.

He knew they were going to have to at least try and explain things to Bart today. He didn't think the younger man would say anything, if for no other reason than because he was now terrified of Chloe.

A faint smile touched his lips as he thought about how hot she'd looked pissed off like that. He groaned, throwing an arm over his eyes and willing his brain to shut off. Especially when it came to thoughts like that.

By sunrise, he finally gave up on the notion of sleep and rose from his bed, showering just to help him keep his eyes open, and heading down the hall to make coffee.

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He arched an eyebrow. "So I didn't fall asleep at the wheel and kill us in a fiery car crash?"

Nodding, she smirked, "that too," she teased, "but if you really need to sleep, sleep now, because you won't after we get back."

"I do like the way that sounds." He grinned and let his eyes close. "Oh, and by the way. Take a guess at how many people have driven this car."

Chloe raised her eyebrows a little, glancing at him, "how many?"

"Two. And they're both in the car right now," he informed her.

She had the feeling that was going to be his answer, it made her grin proudly and she nodded, "sleep, Boss, your car will be in one piece when we get to Smallville."

"I know." He yawned again. "If I had any doubt you couldn't handle her, I wouldn't be in the passenger seat." His voice was light.

"Her," she echoed, shaking her head and smirking, "men..."

A lazy grin stretched across his lips. "A car this gorgeous has to be female," he responded.

Smirking, she shook her head, "if you say so..."

"I do," he responded with a slight nod, even as he felt himself beginning to drift off.

She glanced at him but didn't say anything, she smiled a little as she noticed his face relax and nodded.

The rest of the drive went by fast, as she pulled over in front of the Talon, she could smell the coffee already and she was definitely going to need one before they went upstairs.

"Oliver?" She called quietly, reaching over and placing a hand over his shoulder, "we're here."

He startled awake and turned his head to look at her with sleepy eyes and a faint smile. "Short nap." He yawned and stretched his arms out in front of him before reaching for the door handle.

With a grin, she shook her head, "you slept for almost two hours," she informed him before grabbing her purse and getting out of the car.

"Like I said. Short nap." He smirked at her and climbed out of the car, as well.

She shook her head, sliding her hands into her coat's pockets as she started towards the Talon, "I need some coffee, and I'm guessing we should bring food offerings with us."

"Probably a good idea. Maybe some breakfast burritos," he mused with a sideways glance at her. He pulled open the door and held it for her, then followed her inside.

Chloe made her way to the counter and ordered her coffee as well as some food for the three of them then glanced at Oliver, "anything else you want?"

He shook his head and pulled out his debit card, handing it over to the lady behind the counter.

The Awkward Factor. With chloeas, and <lj site="livejournal.com"

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