Eveything Changes but Some Things Don't
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Smallville › Het - Male/Female
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Adult ++
Chapters:
41
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6,281
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I Do NOT own Smallville, Legion, or DC Comic characters or music mentioned. I NOT MAKIN MONEY OFF THIS. Its all just being borrowed for story. Only thing that's mine is story idea and OC. Please Enjoy.
Chapter 22
Chapter 22: Chloe’s Pregnancy Dream
“Chloe was standing in the apartment watching Clark’s retreating back right on the dried-blood stain of where Jimmy died by Davis’ hand crying when she suddenly heard a baby’s cry come from the above area. Shocked for a moment she just stood there listening but then as if compelled she began walking back up the stairs and stopped at the door to what was the guest room now. As the crying continued and she slowly opened the door she could see the room wasn’t the guest room she knew so well. It was looked to be a nursery and in this nursery was a crib with a crying baby in it.
The room and everything in it was in neutral colors and looked as if she had just walked into an Irish wood full of fairies, elves and wildlife of the magical and real kind so she couldn’t really tell from the room what sex the baby might be. So as the baby continued to cry and Chloe continued to be pulled towards the child she wondered what it might be, a boy or girl?
When she finally came to the crib and looked down into it. She found herself looking on a little boy with dark blonde hair and sparkling hazel-green eyes like her own. He looked like the perfect combination of her and Jimmy it brought happy tears to her eyes. Chloe found herself picking up the now silent and smiling child and holding him to her chest tightly. As she talked softly to the child telling him it was alright, mommy was there the door to the room banged against the wall and when she turned there stood Zod/Lex.
He came closer and closer reaching out for the child and the little boy sensing something was wrong produced a golden field to shield them both, but Zod/Lex broke through it quickly. In a flash of gold light Chloe found herself standing in a Metropolis street looking at a car crash scene that would make anyone cry. There in the road lay a young woman bleeding and broken, but she wasn’t alone a little boy of maybe 9 or 10 sat beside her, crying. At first Chloe thought the child the woman’s but then he looked over at her and even though his words or any of the bustle going on around the crash couldn’t be heard she could read this lips and they were, ‘Please let me do this Mommy. I can help her. I can be a hero like both of my Daddies and... ”
Chloe never got to who less he wanted to be like because this is where with a heart-wrenching pain and cry of scared sorrow she awoke to find Belle coming in with hot tea and a ready ear to listen to Chloe’s fear and try to elevate them with reassuring words. She didn’t know if this was her fears manifesting themselves as a dream or a vision of what was to come, but one thing she was sure of that no one could tell her differently was her baby was going to be a boy.
On the nights Chloe awoke from the nightmare/dream and Belle wasn’t around to elevate her fears she would make herself some tea and walked to the guest room that Oliver was turning into a baby room. Slowly she watched her guest room turned from calming light blues to forest greens and browns with magical creatures appearing from hidden places in the forest. Then she would walk down the circling stairs Oliver had changed from metal to wood and carpet to the entertainment area/big living room that was now becoming a two-room guest suite with own little living room and bathroom.
Her life was changing so quickly it scared her sometimes, but in the silence of the night as she walked around her apartment and thought on what was to come she didn’t feel fear or anxiety like many might, she felt peace and calm. She was ready for what life and impending motherhood would throw at her in these moments.
“Chloe was standing in the apartment watching Clark’s retreating back right on the dried-blood stain of where Jimmy died by Davis’ hand crying when she suddenly heard a baby’s cry come from the above area. Shocked for a moment she just stood there listening but then as if compelled she began walking back up the stairs and stopped at the door to what was the guest room now. As the crying continued and she slowly opened the door she could see the room wasn’t the guest room she knew so well. It was looked to be a nursery and in this nursery was a crib with a crying baby in it.
The room and everything in it was in neutral colors and looked as if she had just walked into an Irish wood full of fairies, elves and wildlife of the magical and real kind so she couldn’t really tell from the room what sex the baby might be. So as the baby continued to cry and Chloe continued to be pulled towards the child she wondered what it might be, a boy or girl?
When she finally came to the crib and looked down into it. She found herself looking on a little boy with dark blonde hair and sparkling hazel-green eyes like her own. He looked like the perfect combination of her and Jimmy it brought happy tears to her eyes. Chloe found herself picking up the now silent and smiling child and holding him to her chest tightly. As she talked softly to the child telling him it was alright, mommy was there the door to the room banged against the wall and when she turned there stood Zod/Lex.
He came closer and closer reaching out for the child and the little boy sensing something was wrong produced a golden field to shield them both, but Zod/Lex broke through it quickly. In a flash of gold light Chloe found herself standing in a Metropolis street looking at a car crash scene that would make anyone cry. There in the road lay a young woman bleeding and broken, but she wasn’t alone a little boy of maybe 9 or 10 sat beside her, crying. At first Chloe thought the child the woman’s but then he looked over at her and even though his words or any of the bustle going on around the crash couldn’t be heard she could read this lips and they were, ‘Please let me do this Mommy. I can help her. I can be a hero like both of my Daddies and... ”
Chloe never got to who less he wanted to be like because this is where with a heart-wrenching pain and cry of scared sorrow she awoke to find Belle coming in with hot tea and a ready ear to listen to Chloe’s fear and try to elevate them with reassuring words. She didn’t know if this was her fears manifesting themselves as a dream or a vision of what was to come, but one thing she was sure of that no one could tell her differently was her baby was going to be a boy.
On the nights Chloe awoke from the nightmare/dream and Belle wasn’t around to elevate her fears she would make herself some tea and walked to the guest room that Oliver was turning into a baby room. Slowly she watched her guest room turned from calming light blues to forest greens and browns with magical creatures appearing from hidden places in the forest. Then she would walk down the circling stairs Oliver had changed from metal to wood and carpet to the entertainment area/big living room that was now becoming a two-room guest suite with own little living room and bathroom.
Her life was changing so quickly it scared her sometimes, but in the silence of the night as she walked around her apartment and thought on what was to come she didn’t feel fear or anxiety like many might, she felt peace and calm. She was ready for what life and impending motherhood would throw at her in these moments.