Chloe did Batman...Covered him I mean.

AN: This is Pixie's post, H, feel free to change the title lol

AN: Can't be assed...it sounds wrong...but eh. SR reference in there has to be honoured

Chloe smiled into his shoulder as he told her that this time around he wouldn’t leave. She knew that for damn sure…because even if he tried, she wasn’t letting go of him. Not again. Not now she’d been lucky enough to find him again. She didn’t believe in destiny…she thought that you chose what you did with your own life…but she did believe in fate. That life gives you chances to take your life different ways, and whether you take the risk or not is your own lookout.

Her eyes were closed, her forehead resting against his shoulder, at peace as they gentle swayed to the music, which had faded into ‘You And Me’ during the long, lingering dance they had been sharing. This made her think of Senior Prom, when she had sat with Lois and watched Clark dance with Lana to this very song, feeling, very selfishly she now thought, that Clark had dropped her heart and stomped on it. No. He’d never meant to hurt her. She’d been stupid enough to want to hold onto their friendship rather than acting on what she felt. She had been a foolish young teenager. But she was no longer. She was 24, and legally, physically, and emotionally an adult.

A smile crept across her lips as she felt the kiss Clark pressed to her hair, feeling warmth spread from the spot right down to her toes. Her small arms tightened around him at his small sound of content, at the way his hands held her against him, as if he feared someone was going to just come over and whisk her away again. And, in actual fact, she knew, that if Lois wasn’t keeping him talking, Bruce would be coming over to do just that. She hated the idea…but she knew that she belonged to Gotham now. They were worlds apart. She did Batman…Lois did Superman…well…covered them anyway.

At his mumbled utterance, her green eyes snapped open, alert and awake immediately as usual. Had he actually just said what she thought she’d heard? Not that it would make any difference if he had…he’d probably just mean in the best friend department, as she’d assured she and Bruce were in. Maybe he thought he had significant competition. This was a little funny really, because Bruce was maybe a little too old for her liking, at 36. Her head remained on his shoulder, though her eyes drifted over to where Lois was chatting to Bruce…and Oliver Queen. Now that was a shocker. Who knew so many old faces would be resurfacing. It seemed the pair were…well…happy to see eachother, as Bruce was looking profoundly uncomfortable. Poor guy. He was just the perfect third wheel.

She finally lifted her head, grinning into Clark’s face, her emerald green eyes shining happily as she stared into the mysterious aquamarine of her best friend. “So…are you gonna tell me why you’re wearing glasses when I know perfectly well that was a phase…and acting like a complete and total nerd, like you’re clumsy or something. You’re just giving Lois extra ammunition being such a dork y’know?” she laughed a little, looking over to Lois briefly again before locking gazes with him, waiting for an explanation. It had to be something to do with Oliver’s long ago offer to join forces and make a team of superheroes. Clark just worked like that. And maybe he’d taken up her idea of becoming like Andrea…her at one time ‘Angel Of Vengeance’, protector of Metropolis.