Title: Just ChloePairing: Chloe/PriestlyFandoms: Smallville/Ten Inch HeroRating: TDisclaimer: Don't ownSummary: When she realizes that Lex can't keep her safe, Chloe fakes her own death and goes on the run from Lionel's assassins. This lands her penniless and dying for a good night's sleep three months later at Beach City Grill. She's scarred, always looking over her shoulder, and is pretending to be someone she's not, but somehow Priestly makes her feel like it'll be okay.
Three Years Later
"Now honey, you need to treat Boaz better than this, and you need to listen to him more too." Gabriel Sullivan raised an eyebrow as he eyed his scandalized daughter. "He's the only guy who is not only brave enough to be with you, but actually seems to enjoy the trouble you get him into. I love you, you know I do, but I also know that you won't find someone else who loves and treats you the way that Boaz does so you need to stop being so argumentative with him. Especially when all he's doing is trying to look out for you." He let out a tired sigh. "Believe me when I say that is not an easy job."
Priestly smirked in the corner of their apartment and watched in amusement as his girlfriend gaped at her father in outrage. Who would've thought that the older man would not only learn to approve of Priestly, but become fast friends with him? Gabriel was the only one Priestly allowed to call him by his first name, and Gabe also usually took his side in arguments with Chloe-mostly because they were arguing due to Priestly trying to keep Chloe from getting herself killed due to her "journalistic fervor".
"I'm your daughter!" Chloe stomped her foot. "Take my side for once!"
Gabriel Sullivan shook his head. "I want to, sweetie, but I can't. Not this time. Boaz is right."
"This time?" Chloe huffed as she folded her arms over her chest. "Try every time. You are never on my side."
"Because I'm always right," Priestly interjected smugly.
She turned to him and her glare told him he was walking a thin line, before she turned back to her father. "Now listen here, papa-!"
Hearing the doorbell Priestly left father and daughter and went to open the door to see Clark Kent and Lois Lane, Chloe's favorited people in the world (other than Priestly, of course) arm in arm. Priestly was sure that the fact that they'd gotten together meant the world was coming to an end, because for the three years he'd known them all they'd done was bicker. It wasn't even the unresolved sexual tension sort of bickering either, but the 'I wanna kill you but I won't do it because you're not worth jail time' sorta way.
"Cousin-In-Law!" Lois pulled away from her boyfriend of a couple of months and hugged Priestly. "I'm so totally on your side in this argument, but don't let my baby cuz know I said that."
"Thanks, and I won't." Priestly grinned as he pressed a kiss to his "cousin-in-law"'s (despite the fact that he and Chloe weren't married, Lois assured them that after their first year together she'd acquired the right to call him that) cheek before he reached out and hugged Clark. "Nice to see you as always, Clark."
"You too, Priestly." Clark looked quite content. "My parents apologize for not being able to make it. My dad hasn't been in the best of health lately."
"It's fine, give them our love."
"Mom says you and Chloe have to come to Smallville and see us some time." Clark relayed the message before he looked around. "Where's Chlo?"
"Arguing with her dad."
"He took your side again?" Clark was visibly battling amusement.
Priestly snorted with a nod.
"Don't tell her, but I agree with you too." Clark grinned.
"We should probably save Uncle Gabe from her!" Lois grabbed Clark's arm and shoved the bottle of wine she'd brought into Priestly's arms before she dragged her boyfriend into the apartment.
Priestly watched them go and then turned to close the door when another couple arrived on their doorstep. "Jen! Fuzzball!" He hugged them both. "Come on in! The party's about to get started!"
The newly weds grinned as they each hugged him tightly.
"Where's Chloe?" Jen pushed passed into the apartment. She then caught sight of Chloe, both girls squealed, and then they were hugging each other.
"I feel unloved," Priestly joked as he watched the enthusiastic hug between the two blondes.
"You're very much loved." Fuzzy rolled his eyes as he closed the door behind him. "Are the jetsetter duo going to be able to make it tonight?"
"They don't know." Priestly shrugged. "Tish said that her and Lex's private jet is having problems and all the other commercial flights are booked so they might have to arrive later and we'll celebrate in our own way."
Fuzzy opened his mouth but the knock on the door behind him quieted whatever it was he was about to say.
Priestly opened the door to reveal Zo, Trucker, Piper, Noah, Julia and Noah Junior. "Finally! I was wondering when you guys would show up!" He hugged them all and gave Noah Junior a kiss on his forehead. "Who is the second cutest baby?"
"Hey!" Piper laughed and slapped him on the shoulder.
"What? That's a privilege!" Priestly announced.
"Piper! Zo! Guys!" Chloe grinned as she arrived and flung her arms around the two women, giving them kisses on their cheeks, before she hugged Trucker then Noah, kissed Noah Junior on his cheek, and then bent down to hug Julia. "I just wanna pick you up and-."
"No!" Priestly, Piper and Fuzzy all yelled at the same time.
She rolled her eyes and rubbed her nose against Julia's before she stood slowly. "I know she's too old for that." At the looks that gave her she just smiled.
Julia reached over and pressed a hand to Chloe's stomach. "I can't wait for Petra to be born." She rubbed that stomach. "I'm going to babysit her and take good care of her."
Chloe smiled as she caressed the hair of the beauitful girl. "Yes you will, honey." She fixed her shirt, which was snug over her protruding stomach, and which read: Yep. It's A Baby Bump.
"This child is going to be filled with such love and happiness," Zo informed Chloe dreamily.
Chloe smiled at the woman and hugged her again.
Zo rubbed her back. "I must say though, Chloe, you should listen to Priestly on this argument. At least this once."
"Hey!" Priestly gasped. "Only this once?"
Chloe ignored him and pulled away to eye the woman. "If you say so."
Zo smiled sweetly at her.
Priestly's mouth fell open but he didn't dare comment. If Zo had convinced Chloe to take time off from work and use her accumulated vacations so she could rest during this last month of the pregnancy he was just going to silently thank the woman they both loved as a mother.
Chloe pulled away and smiled at everyone as she rested her hand on her baby bump. "Okay guys, let's celebrate!"
A cheer rose from the group as they all gathered together to do just that.
"Well, that was a roaring success."
Chloe smiled as she looked over her shoulder at the man in the doorway. "It was."
He smirked as he entered the nursery and wrapped his arms around her and rested his chin on her shoulder. Clark and Lois were using the guest room, as they'd had to fly in from Metropolis to attend tonight. "We'll soon be able to use this cradle."
Chloe reached out and rocked the cradle with a wistful motion before her gaze fell on their reflections in the mirror.
There she stood with shoulder-length blonde hair and black streaks, as well as a large stomach that was as uncomfortable as it looked. Therein lay her differences.
Priestly had started keeping his face clean-shaven, had grown out his mohawk (which she missed to high-heaven) but still kept his piercings and his eyes lined. He'd grown into this new look and while it wasn't the Priestly she'd known before she loved him dearly, just like he loved her as Chloe Sullivan and not just as Just Chloe.
"So, the fact that Just Us is a rip-roaring success which has today gotten it's first televised promotion, is it too soon to be considering our second kid?"
She snorted in amusement and shifted slightly to kiss his cheek. "Wait until this one is out of the oven before you start talking about getting me pregnant again."
"But I enjoy 'getting you pregnant' so much," he teased.
"How about, you open a second branch of Just Us, and I'll consider it?"
"You're so mean!" Priestly pouted. "I'll make sure Just Us is the largest non-Bananna Republic clothes and accessory store in the United States and open up ten more branches and then you'll be in trouble."
She laughed and turned in his arms to wrap her own around his neck. "I'll have to start having twins if you're planning on opening ten more stores."
He grinned and pulled her closer. "As long as there are ten we're all good."
She shook her head and pushed up to press a kiss to his labret.
He snickered. "I just need to make sure I always wear this labret or you'll dump me."
"Most definitely," she assured him.
He held her close and stared at her before his gaze rested on something shiny on the dresser. "So, are we planning on having a psychic kid?"
She blinked and turned her head slightly to see the crystal ball Zo had given them upon their moving in. A soft smile touched her lips. "Nope. But if Petra's inclined towards it we'll love her all the same."
"No, I know that." He rolled his eyes at her. "I mean: why is the crystal ball in here?"
"Oh." She smiled sheepishly. "Because Zo once told me to look into that crystal ball and I'd see my future."
Priestly blinked. "Did you? See your future?"
"In a way." She smiled and pressed a kiss to his heart. "The only thing I ever saw in that reflection, other than myself, was you."
He froze, before he suddenly hugged her tighter and pressed a kiss to the crown of her head. "Zo's a smart woman."
"Yes she is," Chloe agreed as she rested her cheek against his beating heart.
"You know, I keep thinking that when she brought you over the subshop she knew this would happen and we'd end where we are today." Priestly sounded amused yet pensive.
"That's a given." Chloe tilted her head back to look up into her face. "She brought me to you."
Priestly stared down at her with a tender smile. "It's a good thing we named our daughter after her then, huh?"
"Petra Zo Sullivan-Priestly," Chloe whispered their unborn daughter's chosen name. "We'll have to name one of our ten future children Trucker too."
He burst out laughing. "But of course!"
They shared loving looks before Priestly cupped her cheek and bent to kiss her as she pushed up on her tiptoes to meet him halfway. The kiss was soft and tender and filled with the promise of a very happy future with each other... as well as their potential ten children.