A Complicated Life

Chap 3 (Spillage)

Izzy's POV

I was sitting in my office at LexCorp. Ollie walked in. "Oliver," I stated, I wiped my tears. "Uhm, Ollie, hey."

"Did I come at a bad time?" Ollie asked.

"No, I actually was going to call you to talk," I stated.

"I was looking for you so we can talk," Ollie smiled. I nodded as we took a seat on the couch in my office. "Why don't you go first?"

"No, you came down here to find me," I replied. "You go first."

"I wanna move you to the Queen Tower," Ollie stated. "A penthouse office right next to me."

"Why?" I asked.

"Izzy, would you like to have dinner with me tonight?" Ollie asked. I looked at him. "Like on a date?"

"Oh, uhm, I don't think that's such a good idea," I nodded. He was confused, as we have spent so much time together the past couple months. "Not right now, anyways." He nodded, understanding. "I actually need your help with something."

"My answer is always yes," Ollie stated. "What do you need?"

"Ollie, I'm going to need everyone's help on this," I sighed. "I'm pregnant."

"Okay, well, I'm still not following," Ollie replied. "I'm going to need a little bit more direction here."

"Davis is the father," I nodded. "If she's anything like her dad, I want to split her. As of right now, Emil doesn't see any abnormalities in the baby." Ollie sighed. "I know, I know. You wish I had told you sooner, but the issue still remains. After birth, I want you and Clark to take the baby to the fortress. Split her there, and bring the baby back here." I held Ollie's hands. "Please, I need you to do this for me, if the beast is inside her. I don't want her to live that life that Davis did. It'll be easier for Clark to send it to the Phantom Zone if she's split in the Arctic."

"I'm not gonna deny that, but we're talking about a baby that we know nothing about," Ollie looked at me. "We don't even know if she is a beast."

"If she is, the black kryptonite will split the Kryptonian from her."

"Izzy."

"I just want her to have a normal life with me," I sighed. "Please, Oliver. I need you to do this for me."

"I'm here for you," Ollie grabbed my hands. "But are you sure about this?"

"Yes," I nodded.

"I'm here for whatever you need," Ollie stated. "But we do have to tell the team."

"Now?"

"It doesn't have to be now," Ollie nodded. "Just don't wait till she's born."

"Let's do it next week," I replied. We told the team a week later. Another three months have passed and you can clearly tell I was pregnant. I was getting ready for my first date with Ollie, after going to steady for the past two months. There was a knock on the bedroom door. "Come in." Ollie opened the door and poked his head in. "Hey."

"I got your text," Ollie stated. "I don't care what kind of shoes you wear, because you look perfect to me."

"Well, I can't exactly see my feet," I pointed Ollie got down on one knee and put my shoes on for me. "Thank you." My rang and I locked at it. "It's Emil."

"Probably checking up on you," Ollie stated.

"Hey, Emil," I picked up.

"Hey, Izzy, how are you feeling?" Emil asked.