Not The End

Banner By: Ziva21
Title: Not The End
Rating: PG-13
Author: Sxymami0909
Fandom: Smallville
Pairing: Oliver/Chloe
Word Count: 740
Song: “What’s Left of Me” by Nick Lachey



I've been dying inside,
Little by little,
Nowhere to go,
But going out of my mind
In endless circles,
Running from myself until,
You gave me a reason for standing still

It's falling faster,
Barely breathing,
Give me something,
To believe in
Tell me: It's not all in my head

He stood there in the dimly lit Watchtower glancing at the dozen roses he’d picked up when she called to let him know she was just entering the Metropolis City limits and would be meeting him soon. He’d wanted tonight to be special…if she was coming back for good…he wanted to start on a positive note.

Bring her flowers, take her out…show her that even though she’s been gone, she was never far from his heart. So he’d left his apartment, ran to the florist, which was a project all on its own and discreetly made his way to Watchtower early enough that he could reflect a little and try to figure out what he was going to say.

Sure things hadn’t been awkward the past day or so, but they’d been in the middle of a crisis, no time to really get into what she had done…what they’d been through. He had to admit as much as he loved Chloe and he was glad she was back, because he definitely was, Oliver couldn’t help the apprehension he felt.

For months he’d been dying inside, little by little, going out of his mind with worry and an ache in his heart that was deeper than anything he’d ever felt and then waking up and seeing her, feeling her arms around him, soft lips against his…it was like in that one moment she had given him the reason he was still standing. She’d given him the reason he didn’t go on drunk binders and get lost in the sea of mindless women and as happy as that had made him and still did…it also scared the life out of him.

Oliver was half the man he used to be…he knew she hadn’t meant to break him, but regardless of intentions that hadn’t made it any easier on him and he was afraid if she decided to take off again there would be nothing left….he’d crumble.

What does a person do in that type of situation, was the thought that currently swam through his head as he stood there facing the closed up round window, eyes on the deep red flowers in front of him. Did he take the leap? Forget that she stayed away while he suffered?

It was obvious her feelings hadn’t changed, which meant he probably wasn’t the only one suffering, the difference was she had known where he was and that he was okay…him not so much. He took a deep breath. She’d be there soon and he was nervous.

He’d actually never been more nervous about anything in his life. He’d been waiting for this moment for months…what if it didn’t live up to all the dreams he’d had? What if she had only come to save the day and planned on riding off into the night again? He had so many questions and not enough answers.

He was Oliver Queen damn it and yet one woman had the power to make or break him with a simple decision and it terrified and elated him all at once. He needed something, anything…a sign, something to believe in, that this wasn’t the end of him and Chloe.

That they hadn’t just been through hell and back for nothing. He needed to know what he felt…what she meant to him wasn’t all in his head. He needed to know she loved him as much as he loved her, that the trials they’ve been through would only make them stronger now.

Fear gripped his heart and just when his mind was going back to that dark place again he heard the whoosh of the doors being pushed open and the familiar sound of heels. He turned flowers in his hand and she paused head tilting slightly, eyes gleaming, smile on her lips and in that moment he knew.

Everything was going to be okay. They would get through this…just like they got through everything else. Chloe would take what was left of him and make him whole again. She was what he had needed all along and they were meant to last. This wasn’t the end…it was only the beginning.