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“So Bart signed on and the rest as they say is history.” Oliver shrugged as the scene froze and he thought about the past. “I’d call him every now and then and he’d come help me out. Soon he just started hanging around, coming over on his own, seeking out jobs or just wanting to hang out.” Oliver shrugged.

“And then he brought you Victor.” Mark said and Chloe and Oliver jumped slightly, both of them having forgotten the other man was even there.

“Technically, yeah I guess, he brought me Victor.” Oliver nodded. The scene changed around them. They were still in the penthouse but it was a little different. There were clothes strewn over the sofa, a video game console on the entertainment center and the living room was a mess. “Bart had been staying with me for a while. We’d been trying to crack this one facility of Lex’s but the security system was giving us problems.” Oliver tried to explain the mess.

Bart walked into the Penthouse, limping slightly and holding a hand to his mouth. Oliver walked out of the back room and raised his eyebrows. “Did you get it?”

“Yeah I got it.” Bart pulled a flash drive out of his pocket and tossed it to Oliver. “And I’ll be just fine thanks for asking.” He said as he sat on the sofa. “Do we have a medical plan?”

“What?” Oliver looked up and must have really seen Bart for the first time. He jacket was torn in places, a large gash on his arm was covered in dried up blood, his lip was split open and he looked like hell. “What happened?”

“Ok, so I get into the place easy as pie right, their security system was like something from 1987, like turning off a VCR man.” Oliver motioned for him to get to the point. “As I’m going trough looking for the hard drive I realize there are no guards. Then I find out why. I hear this noise right, coming from down the hall, when I go to check it out I see the guards unconscious on the floor and this dude. Boss, this dude was like serious.”

“What dude?” Oliver asked.

“I don’t know. He was taking these filing cabinets like twice his size and just tossing them across the room. I’ve met one other guy my whole life who had strength like that but…he was pissed or on something or…I don’t know.” Bart winced as he dabbed at his lip. “So I must have made a noise or something cause this guy looks over at me and I run cause seriously you do not pay me enough to deal with shit like that, and I’m halfway to the street when I start to feel bad. I’ve never not finished a job before and I’m faster than this dude so I go back, only he’s waiting for me.” Bart sighed. “I can’t believe I didn’t see it coming. He throws a file cabinet straight at me when I run back in, I’m going fast enough so it just grazes me but, you know.” He indicated his arm. “So I get the stuff and I haul ass out of there.”

“What about the guy?” Oliver asked confused. “Do you know who he was? What he was doing there?”

“I wasn’t gonna stick around and ask him.” Bart scoffed and Oliver frowned. “But I got the next best thing.” He smiled walking over to Oliver’s computer and pulling something on the screen. “Did a run by on my way out. Planted a tracker on him.” He turned the monitor to face Oliver and they smiled at the blinking green dot.

“Victor threw a filing cabinet at Bart?” Chloe asked astonished.

“Better than what he did to me.” Oliver chuckled at the memory as the scene moved again.

Oliver and Bart were walking down an alley, paying very close attention to the green dot on the screen in front of them. They looked up confused and stopped. “He should be right here.” Oliver looked around at the empty alleyway when they heard a loud thump and felt the ground shake. They turned to find Victor standing behind him.

“Holy shit.” Bart muttered. “Where did he come from?”

The guy looked up and Oliver and Bart followed his gaze to see nothing but tall buildings on either side of them. “I think he was on one of the roofs.”

“But the tracker was down here right?” Bart asked confused.

“You don’t think I found that thing the second you put it on me.” The man spoke for the first time. “Figured someone would come looking after a while.”

“So then this would be a trap?” Oliver asked. Victor nodded. “Good trap.”

“Really good trap.” Bart agreed.

“Who the hell are you and who do you work for?” Victor asked.

“Look, we just want to talk to you.” Oliver held his hands up in surrender.

“Do you work for Lex?” Victor was fuming now.

Bart snorted and Oliver turned to glare at him. He heard a loud creaking and turned back to see Victor standing with a dumpster held high over his head. “I’ll ask again. Do you work for Lex?”

“No.” Oliver flicked his gaze between the very heavy very large dumpster and the man who was holding it effortlessly. “You wanna put that down?”

“Not until you tell me why you’re following me.” Victor said.

“You remember me?” Bart asked taking a step forward. Victor turned to face him, dumpster and all and Bart took a step back. “Whoa, hold on now.”

“Yeah I remember you.” Victor sneered. “You were at Lex’s lab the other night, so you want to tell me the truth now.”

“Yes.” Bart said hurriedly. “I was there, but not working for him. Stealing from him.” Victor looked intrigued.

“He was stealing schematics for a security system for another of Lex’s labs.” Oliver cut in.

“What for?” Victor asked.

“Well, we can talk about that, and more, if you just, you know put the dumpster down.” Oliver asked him nicely.

Victor looked between the two guys and thought for a minute. “Talk.” He said finally. “You’ve got five minutes.”

“It’s a long story.” Bart said.

“Ten minutes then.” Victor glared at him.

“That’s fine, that’s plenty.” Oliver looked up at the dumpster and Victor smiled almost sheepishly.

“Right.” He said tossing it to the ground. The sound of metal hitting concrete made Bart’s skin crawl and he turned to find Oliver, a strange expression on his face.

“Boss, you alright?” He asked as he noticed Oliver was breathing heavily.

“It’s on my foot.” Oliver managed to say through clenched teeth and Bart and Victor looked down to see that the dumpster had indeed fallen on Oliver’s food.

“Oh crap.” Victor said lifting it up quickly so that Oliver could pull his foot free. “Sorry about that.”

“Nah, it’s fine, really.” Oliver was hopping on the good foot.

Chloe couldn’t hold it in any longer and finally the laughter escaped from her in a large burst. “It was not funny, it really hurt.” Oliver glared at her.

“He dropped a dumpster on your foot.” Chloe said through her laughter.

“It weighed like a ton.” Oliver pointed out. “I broke three toes and fractured like a bunch of bones.”

“A dumpster.” Chloe laughed again.

“My pain is funny to you?” Oliver crossed his arms over his chest.

“That time?” Chloe looked back at the scene of Victor and Bart helping a limping Oliver out of an alleyway. “Yeah, pretty funny.” She got herself under control and sighed. “So that’s how you got Victor to join?”

“Bart convinced him actually.” Oliver shrugged. “We told Victor what we were doing and then he told us what Lex had done to him. He was living on the street, his girl had left him, he had nothing left. He offered to help us bypass the security at the lab we’d been trying to get into. Having a human computer helped out a lot. So I offered him a spot on the team.”

The scene changed again and Chloe watched intently as Victor and Bart followed Oliver back into the penthouse.

“So this is what you do?” Victor asked as Oliver went over to the computer and plugged the flash drive in.

“Pretty much.” Bart said. “And we get paid, well I get paid. Ollie has a whole other job.”

“I can’t believe the Green Arrow Bandit is Oliver Queen.” Victor shook his head.

“Ixnay on the anditbay.” Bart said under his breath and Oliver groaned at the name.

“Sorry.” Victor said.

“So what do you say? Spot on the team, help us take down Lex?” Bart offered.

“I’m not sure.” Victor shook his head. “I just don’t get it. How is that going to take Lex down?” Victor sat down.

“Right now we’re getting information. I want to know as much as I possibly can before we go in.” Oliver told him.

“So you haven’t actually done anything yet?” Victor pointed out.

“We do plenty.” Bart said offended. “In terms of actually taking out a facility though…no not so much.”

“We need more people before we can do that.” Oliver told him.

“Look, it’s a good thing we’re doing here. You of all people know the evil that Lex can do.” Bart pointed out. “It’s a good paycheck for easy work and you know, Oliver’s pretty cool I guess, once you get to know him.”

“Bart did you just say something nice about me?” Oliver asked confused.

“Sorry Boss, won’t happen again.” Bart practically saluted him.

“Do I have to call you boss?” Victor asked.

“No, and I’d like it if Bart stopped too.” Oliver glared at the younger boy.

“Sure thing Boss.” Bart walked over to the fridge.

“Would I have to wear one of those?” Victor looked at the two of them and Oliver and Bart looked down, examining their costumes.

“What’s wrong with this?” Bart asked offended. After a while he’d finally convinced Oliver to let him design his own suit.

“The leather’s a little…” Victor trailed off.

“I know it seems kind of gay at first but trust me, Oliver doesn’t swing that way ok.” Oliver rolled his eyes and groaned. “I mean the first time we met, I thought he was hitting on me but he’s totally into chicks.”

“Thank you Bart.” Oliver sighed. “All that aside, what do you say? You don’t have to wear the costume if you don’t want, and you’d have any piece of tech that Queen Industries had to offer right at your finger tips.”

Victor thought for a second. “I can work with that.” He nodded.

“Welcome to the team.” Oliver held out his hand and Victor shook it.

“So when did AC join up?” Chloe asked enthralled in the history she was learning here. She’d never really thought about how the team got together. It seemed to her as if they always had been, by the time she started helping out, they were so in sync she couldn’t imagine them ever not being a team.

“That was Bart too actually.” Oliver said surprised.

“Wow so Bart’s the real brains behind the operation?” Chloe nudged his shoulder and Oliver glared at her.

“Do you wanna see what happened or not?” Oliver asked.

“Right sorry, continue.” Chloe said and Oliver looked over at Mark who nodded at him. He’d learned now how to switch between memories, to pick and choose what he wanted to see. He thought about when he first heard about AC and suddenly they were there.

Oliver was sitting at his desk in his office when he heard arguing out in the hallway. It was late, after ten, no one else should be there. He reached under his desk for the weapon he had hidden when he heard a familiar voice. “Yo, Boss man, you here?” It was Bart, Oliver relaxed slightly.

“Back here.” Oliver called out and Bart and Victor walked into the room. “What are you doing here?”

“I told him not to bother you at work.” Victor said apologetically. He’d been with them for almost a year now and he’d sort of fallen in the older brother role where Bart was concerned.

“And I told you it was an honest to God emergency.” Bart glared at Victor.

“What’s wrong?” Oliver asked. “Another of your favorite street vendor’s go out of business?”

“No, but seriously, that guy could make a falafel like you wouldn’t believe. It was a sad day in the food industry when he was shut down.”

“He was shut down by the Health Department.” Victor pointed out. “Do you know how bad a street cart has to be to get shut down by the Health Department?”

“I don’t care.” Bart said. “Those things were amazing.”

“Guys.” Oliver interrupted before Victor could come back with a counter argument. “The emergency.”

“Right, sorry.” Bart moved his attention to the problem at hand. “I’ve got this guy, this friend really who told me about this other guy.”

“Really?” Victor snorted.

“Anyway, this dude’s right up your alley, superpowers, white hat, the whole deal.” Bart said.

“How come I’m just now hearing about him?” Oliver closed the folder on his desk intrigued.

“Well apparently he only deals in fish or something.” Bart waved the question off as Victor looked at Oliver and mouthed “fish?” confused. “Anyway, point is, he’s in trouble.”

“What kind of trouble?” Oliver asked thoughts of Lex and his labs running through his head.

“Relax.” Bart told him. “Not that kind. No need to pull out the arrows and suit up. This requires a different kind of weapon.”

“What’s that?” Oliver asked confused.

“Your wallet.” Bart said sheepishly.

“What?” Chloe asked confused.

“AC was leading a group of environmental activists. They did the usual, protests, sit ins, marches, then they got this idea to sink a whaler off the coast of Japan. Only he got caught, thrown into a Japanese prison.”

“So you bailed him out?” Chloe said.

“It wasn’t that easy.” Oliver said slightly offended. “I had to go through two State Departments, diplomatic back channels, bribe quite a few US Senators.”

“Then you bailed him out of jail.” Chloe smiled.

“Basically yeah.” Oliver agreed.

Oliver was sitting in his limo going through a few files when the door opened and a very confused young man was practically pushed in. “Hey what’s with the man handling?” He asked the guy as the door was slammed in his face. He turned to see Oliver sitting across from him.

“Arthur Curry I presume.”

“Yeah.” AC said cautiously. “Who the hell are you?”

Oliver looked at him for a second. “I’m the guy that just paid a little over a hundred thousand dollars to get your ass out of a Japanese prison so I’d lose the attitude.”

AC glared at him for a second. “You bailed me out?” Oliver nodded. “I thought it was like Greenpeace or something. I got a guy there that usually deals with stuff like this.”

“Afraid not.” Oliver shook his head. “They aren’t touching this thing with a ten foot pole. None of the other agencies are either.”

“What’s that supposed to mean?” AC asked.

“It means as long as you were arrested for picketing fur factories and boycotting fish farms they were behind you. As soon as you crossed the line and committed a multitude of international crimes, they acted like they’d never heard of you.” Oliver explained.

“Huh.” AC sighed. “Well that kind of sucks.”

“Yeah, it does.” Oliver smiled at him.

“So who are you then?” AC asked.

“Just a friend of a friend.” Oliver shrugged.

“A friend of a friend who’s willing to shell out over a hundred grand for someone he doesn’t even know.” AC snorted. “Do you work for Luther?”

Oliver sighed. “Why does everyone assume I work for Lex?”

“Sorry, it’s just the limo, the secrecy, the money.” AC pointed out. “If you don’t work for Lex then what’s going on?”

“I have a proposition for you so you’ve got two options here.” Oliver told him. “You can ride with me to the airport, I’ll take you back to the states, drop you off in Florida or wherever you want as long as you promise to listen to me with an open mind, or I cancel my check and those lovely guards escort you back to your eight by eight cell.”

AC sat back in his seat and smiled comfortably. “What’s the in flight movie?”

Oliver chuckled and nodded at the driver to head for the airport.

“He agreed before we even took off.” Oliver smiled. “Pretty anxious to get back at Lex for what he’d done to him.”

“I know the feeling.” Chloe mumbled and Oliver smiled sadly at her.

“So you had your team.” Mark pointed out. “Well most of your team.”

“What do you mean most of the team?” Chloe asked confused. “Everyone’s there.”

“He means you.” Oliver pointed out.

“Oh.” Chloe smiled. “Well I already know how I got on the team.”

“I don’t.” Mark said. “Humor me.”

Oliver looked over at Mark, then at Chloe and shrugged. “Sure, why not, I’m getting pretty good with this thing.”

“So there’s something you need to know about Metropolis.” Bart said following Oliver through the apartment.

“Bart, I think I can find good places to eat all on my own.” Oliver laughed.

“No it’s not about that…although there is this tiny Italian place on fourth street…that’s not the point though.” Bart shook his head. “See, the thing is, you’re planning on doing your Green Arrow thing there am I right?”

“No.” Oliver shook his head. “I just brought the costume cause I like walking around in Green Leather.”

“Well, you never know.” Bart held up his hands. “But what I’m trying to tell you is that town, it’s sort of got it’s own hero.”

Oliver turned to Bart confused. “What?”

“There’s this guy, a friend of mine, I mean he doesn’t have the gadgets or the costumes or anything but he does what needs to be done, I’m just not sure you should be interfering with his turf.” Bart pointed out.

“His turf?” Oliver asked.

“Did you tell him about…” AC asked walking in the room. “You know?”

Bart nodded. “AC knows him too?” Oliver asked.

“Yeah, he’s the guy who told me about AC.” Bart shrugged.

“You talking about…” Victor let it trail off.

“Oh come on, how come this is the first I’m hearing of this guy?” Oliver glared at each of the guys in turn who all looked away sheepishly.

“He’s like really serious about his secret man.” Victor finally said. “He’s a good guy and it wasn’t our place to tell you.”

“Fine whatever.” Oliver shrugged it off.

“I’m just trying to help you out here.” Bart told him. “Remember what happened with the bat when we went to Gotham?”

“Batman?” Chloe asked. “You know Batman?”

“We’ve met.” Oliver said casually.

“Like do you know Batman?” Chloe said with a strange tone in her voice and Oliver turned to her suddenly.

“Why, do you know Batman?” He asked.

“I might.” Chloe smiled at him.

“Is there a superhero out there you don’t know?” Oliver laughed at her.

“He was in a technological jam a while ago and Clark referred him to me.” Chloe shrugged. “I’ve helped him out from time to time.”

“You’re moonlighting on me?” Oliver asked astonished.

“Like you’re keeping me so busy I can’t help out a friend?” Chloe rolled her eyes.

“Unbelievable.” Oliver said under his breath.

“What?” Chloe asked.

“Nothing.” Oliver shook his head.

“No that was something.” Chloe crossed her arms over her chest. “What?”

“It’s just, he’s got to know you work for me. That’s why he’s using you.” Oliver pointed out. “We have a sort of rivalry.”

“First of all, he’s not using me, I help him from time to time.” Chloe fumed.

“Please, the head of Wayne industries needs your help with technical problems.” Oliver snorted.

Chloe opened her mouth to say something and Mark butted in. “Will you two stop bickering? I’m trying to watch this.” He motioned to the scene around them which had changed without Oliver doing it. They were in Clark’s Barn now.

“You know, we all make bad choices, Clark. All we can do is hope to make the right ones in the future, right?” Oliver smiled. Someone walked in from the back and Oliver turned to see Chloe for the first time.

“Clark. I'm sorry. I didn't realize you had company.” She walked cautiously into the room.

“Chloe, Oliver Queen.” Clark introduced them.

“Oh, hi. I feel like I know you already. Lois talks about you all the time.” She smiled up at him and he couldn’t help but smile back.

“I was actually just gonna go see Lois right now. Maybe it's time I did some talking. Well, look, I'm looking forward to your article on Dark Thursday. I hope my satellite images helped.” He nodded at her.

“Yeah.” Chloe smiled.

“Good. It's good to meet you. Clark.” He said before leaving the barn.

Chloe watched him go, staring at the door even after he’d left until Clark cleared his throat. “Wow, in person he’s really…wow.”

Oliver turned to Chloe with a smirk on his face as she blushed. “He can’t have remembered that, he wasn’t even there.” Chloe protested.

“No that was you.” Mark smiled. “When you have a shared memory, they might merge a bit.”

“You could have warned me about that.” Chloe mumbled under her breath.

“So I’m wow?” Oliver smirked down at her and she glared.

“When did she join the team?” Mark interrupted them again and they both thought of that day when it all came together.

Oliver looked at the monitor as Chloe rode up the elevator. “Mr. Queen, it’s Chloe Sullivan. Clark sent me.”

“I was terrified.” Chloe admitted to Oliver in a whisper.

“Where’s Clark?” He asked as the grate opened.

“He went to rescue Bart.” Chloe walked in the room.

Oliver stared at her. “He told you about Bart?”

“We trust each other. Clark tells me everything, well, almost everything. I did have to figure out about your green-leather fetish on my lonesome. Don’t worry. I didn’t say anything to Lois. Although, you might want to consider…”

“Hey, let’s just stick to the main plot there sidekick.” Oliver stepped down to walk over to her. “So what do you got?”

“Hopefully a solid lead on Bart.” She smiled. “Where are Victor and AC?” Oliver hung his head in disbelief.

Victor and AC stepped out of a side room. “Guess we’re not that good at the whole secret part of this yet.” Victor said.

“Yeah, but you’re great at getting caught by the villain.” Both Victor and AC flinch. “Anyway, I think Bart’s being held at a place called the Ridge Facility.”

“That’s down by the docks.” AC walked further in the room.

“It’s on our list of possible 33.1 targets.” Oliver pulled up a schematic on the screen. “All right boys, you know the drill. Let’s gear up and get out.”

“Oh no.” Chloe said studying the picture.

“What now?” Oliver asked annoyed.

“Lead shielding. This isn’t just for Bart. I think the Ridge Facility’s being used to refine meteor rock. Clark’s in trouble.” Chloe told him. Oliver stared at her for a second then turned to the guys.

“Suit up, we’ll deal with this too.” Oliver told them. “Just clean up everyone’s mess.”

“Where do you want me?” Chloe asked as the guys left the room.

“In your car, on your way back to the Daily Planet, and if I so much as see one sentence of this on the front page…” Oliver warned her.

“First of all, I’m not a helpless little girl. I found this place, I’ve been helping Clark for longer than you’ve been wearing leather so why don’t you drop the patronizing tone?” Oliver nodded, thoroughly chastised. “Second of all, have you seen Clark splashed on the front page? Victor or AC? I’m not that kind of reporter.”

“You’re right, sorry.” Oliver admitted.

“So where do you want me.” Chloe asked.

Oliver thought for a second. “How are you with computers?” He asked and Chloe smiled.

“That’s when she joined?” Mark asked.

“Not really . She never officially joined the team.” Oliver said annoyed. “She had her own stuff to deal with, well really Clark’s stuff to deal with. It took a while to convince her, but she did odd jobs.”

Chloe was typing rapidly on the computer in the deserted Daily Planet building. “Got it.” She said to seemingly no one. “I just intercepted the file. Yeah of course I deleted any trace of it. This isn’t the frist time I’ve done something like this.” She popped out the disk. “I’ll see you in a few.” A knife landed on the desk right by her hand and she gasped as she ran for the door. “Help! Somebody’s after me.” She ran into the elevator and punched a button as another knife flew by her head.

She ran out onto the roof and looked around. “The roof! Come on! Isn’t this when you’re supposed to swoop in and save me?” Oliver was nowhere to be seen and the woman dropped down behind her.

“No pepper spray? This city’s a dangerous place. You should be prepared.”

“You can have my wallet.” Chloe smiled to her.

“You know that’s not what I’m after. Next time, maybe you’ll think twice before you steal what doesn’t belong to you.” The woman moved forward and a voice stopped her.

“Finder’s keepers. I like the look. Italian?” Oliver said from further up on the roof.

“Why, you thinking of trading in your tights?” She asked as Oliver shot her with an arrow, pinning her to the wall. He jumped down as she got loose and let another arrow fly only the girl did something, opened her mouth and before the arrow even made it to her, it broke apart into small pieces and fell. While Oliver watched astonished she slit Chloe’s bag, knocked her to the ground and grabbed the disk, jumping over Oliver who’d run to check on Chloe. She stared at them for a second before jumping from the rooftop.

Oliver and Chloe rushed to the ledge and saw her hanging from a rope. Oliver turned to Chloe astonished and took off his glasses. “We were barely introduced.” Chloe couldn’t help but laugh. He smiled at her then frowned. “You ok?” He reached a gloved hand up to her cheek.

“Fine.” Chloe shrugged him off. “But she got the disk.”

“It’s ok.” Oliver assured her. “I can get it back. The important thing right now is that Lex doesn’t have it.”

“I guess.” Chloe spared one last look over the edge before moving to the doorway, Oliver right behind her.

“I can’t believe you can pass up opportunities like this.” Oliver shook his head at her.

“Like what? Being attacked on rooftops?” Chloe smiled at him.

“Come work for me and I can guarantee it should happen on a by weekly basis.” Oliver offered.

“As tempting as that sounds.” Chloe smiled. “I’ve got stuff to do here.”

“For Clark?” The tone of his voice told Chloe what he thought of that as they got in the elevator.

“What’s wrong Queen? Jealous he’s hogging all my mad hacking skills?” Chloe nudged Oliver’s shoulders.

“Something like that.” Oliver sighed. “I suppose he needs you more than I do. Without you he’d probably be dead.”

“True.” Chloe nodded. “And it’s not like I’ve ever turned you down when you needed help.”

“Yeah well there’s a lot more work for you if you’re ever interested.” Oliver pointed out to her. “Trust me we could keep you busy, and the pay is pretty good if I do say so myself.”

“What’s with the hard sell all of a sudden?” Chloe looked at him concerned when the reached the bottom floor. “Is there something big going down?”

“Just the usual.” Oliver shrugged. “Maybe I just want the pleasure of your company for more than five minutes once every three months.” He suggested.

“Right.” Chloe laughed. “And maybe Bart will one day finally be full.” He walked with her to the door. “Hey, seriously though, whenever you need me, you know I’ll be there right?”

“I know that.” Oliver assured her. “And you know whenever you get tired of Boy Scout there’s always a place for Watchtower on our team.”

“I know.” She assured him.

“Go get that clean up.” He motioned to her scratched cheek before kissing the other one. “I’ll call you.”

Chloe nodded as he disappeared into the night.

Bart, AC, and Victor stood staring at the three completely unconscious people in the living room. “So like do we have to watch them or can we go get some food.”

“Bart.” AC glared at him.

“I’m hungry.” He whined.

“You’re always hungry.” Victor said. “Oliver seems stable for now but Chloe’s probably not very comfortable on the floor like that.”

“Mark said not to touch Oliver and Chloe touched him and you saw what happened.” Bart pointed out.

“No, she was fine until she used her powers on him, so I think we can move her as long as we don’t use our powers.” AC cocked his head to the side.

“How would you do that anyway?” Bart asked. “Use your power on her. What are you going to do? Drip all over her.”

AC slapped Bart in the head and Victor rolled his eyes. “I don’t have any powers, I got it.” He bent down and picked Chloe up.

“I’m gonna run for some Mexican.” Bart said. “You guys want anything?”

“Sure, grab me a burrito.” Victor called back.

“Can do.” Bart nodded before speeding out of the room.

“Some nachos would be nice.” AC called after him.

Victor laid Chloe on Oliver’s bed and walked back out. “Ok, so Bart was right do we just sit here and watch them?”

“Would it be insensitive to watch a movie? Or maybe play some X-box?” AC asked.

“What do they care?” Victor shrugged. “They aren’t even awake.”


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