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Chloe walked into the Daily Planet office with a bright smile on her face. She couldn't believe this was it; her dream was finally coming true. She held on to her box and moved into a desk in the basement. She would start from the bottom and work herself to the top. Up, up and away! She just couldn't wait.

Chloe then got all ready on her desk. She put her name plate down excitedly. She situated all of her stuff on the desk. Then last but not least she put her pictures on her desk. She got a picture of her and her cousin smiling happily her cuz was wearing red and Chloe was wearing a yellow shirt. She had a picture of her and Lana and Clark posing happily at the Torch. Then she got ready for an exciting night of manning the phones. Well, you had to start some where right?

Chloe roamed around the not to wholesome streets of suicide slums. Her tip said that there was a big story around this corner. He said that he worked for the enter gang and this person was tired of being afraid so he was about to snitch. He wanted to expose them and all in charge. Chloe felt for this guy for wanting to turn his life around and for finding him self drowning in the sketchy underworld. But she couldn't help but feel the excitement and giddiness of her first huge story. She couldn't wait to find this guy and hope he didn't or was caught snitching.

Chloe knew it wasn't the safest thing roaming around suicide slums all by her lonesome. She pondered about asking Clark to come but on the off chance he was busy with Lana she didn't want to ask and then he be all protective and judgemental telling her not to go and maybe he would feel guilty and feel like he would have to go. Chloe didn't feel like guilting him into protecting her. She experienced enough of that. Besides she was a grown up woman with a tazer. She could take care of herself.

Chloe slowly roamed the edge of the alley and saw the broken down street sign she was supposed to meet her contact. Chloe put her hands in her pockets of her short stylish trench coat. Then she heard voices come in she tried to hide behind the dumpster so they didn't see her.

Chloe saw this young guy looking shaky and scared. He looked around and said, "Reporter girl?"

Chloe came out of the shadows and said, "scared guy?"

"Yeah. I thought you'd make it."

"It's front page stuff." Chloe said.

He looked at her for the first time and said, "Don't you think you're a little young to be a reporter?"

"I've been doing this since I could walk. I know you're scared but you'll be completely anonymous no one will know it's you."

"Look, I just needed to tell people that…." Then he stopped in mid sentence as he choked and fell to the ground. Chloe saw a menacing guy looking at her with hungry eyes.

Time to run Chloe. She said to her self. Fight or flight reflex kicked in and she chose flight. She ran as fast as she could the guy caught up to her and grabbed her.

"Didn't anyone ever tell you that curiosity killed the cat?" He said menacingly as he leaned the edgy knife against her throat.

Chloe breathed out gasping for air. She tried to struggle trying to reach for her purse and her tazer but that knife was awfully close to her throat. Now would be a good time to call for Clark. If she could remember how to use her voice. Chloe closed her eyes and bit her lip then she tried to take every ounce of courage she could have and she tried to whisper hoping Clark could hear her where ever he was. She knew it was a long shot and then she heard another voice she never heard before but it was welcomed and some how soothing.

"Didn't anyone ever tell you how to treat a lady?"

The guy turned around still holding the knife against Chloe and Chloe saw her hero. The guy who had stopped this guy at least from killing her that second. He was a vision for her, tall, pale, short black hair and dimples. This guy was wearing a blue uniform that hugged his body in all of the right places.

Then the guy with the knife against her throat said, "Excuse me…" Then he looked at him as something dawned on him and dropped his knife and said,

"Davis, I thought you were all off the streets now and legitiment."

"I am. I got a call for this spot. I guess your people plan ahead."

"Look I'm just following orders Davis. He was a snitch."

"Let the girl go and get out of here." Davis ordered and the guy threw Chloe into Davis' arms and ran out of there.

Chloe landed in Davis' arms surprised and a little pleased. She looked up at him and said, "Thanks you saved my life."

He looked deep within her eyes and couldn't let her go. Their eyes were locked and for a minute there Chloe forgot all about the story gone wrong. She forgot all about the guy who tried to kill her. She just saw him as this cute stranger and the eyes that could bare into her soul. Then he let go of her like he was trying hard to break from a trance and said, "Next time be more careful, this isn't exactly the safest place to be roaming around unprotected."

"I came prepared; he just caught me off guard." Chloe said defending her self.

"Yeah, well, I'd try to avoid these parts if I were you."

Chloe then was brought back into reality and saw the guy lying on the floor drowned in his own blood.

"This is all my fault."

"I doubt that."

"He was here meeting me. He was going to tell me everything about entergang."

"He knew the risks." Davis said as he started to carry the body. Chloe walked by Davis as they went around the corner to the ambulance Chloe helped Davis load the body in the ambulance not liking to feel useless.

Then she said, "And so did I. I knew it would be dangerous for him. I promised I knew people who could protect him."

"And did you lie?"

"No, I know people, I just…it was too late. I should brought someone with me to protect him."

"You would probally just put that person in danger too. Trying to take down the entergang, that's like a death wish."

He said as he looked at the dead guy lying there lifeless. Chloe saw the caring in his eyes.

"I wish I got here sooner."

"Was he a friend?" Chloe asked noticing Davis using a tender touch caring for this informant.

"I knew him. He was descent guy; he just had a lot of bad luck. It's kind of hard to grow up on the streets without protection and that's what entergang offered. If you were on their side you were protected."

Chloe breathed out a little afraid of what she was about to ask next but she couldn't help herself the curiosity was too much, "Were you part of the entergang too?"

"Like I said, it's hard survive on the streets and not have protection. But they kicked me out."

"What? You were kicked out of a gang and here I thought you were trying to go legit on your own."

"It's not that easy to do. I wanted out I did but they have their ways of persuasion."

"That guy he seemed to be afraid of you. Why?"

"You ask a lot of questions."

"Reporter." Chloe said.

"It might have something to do with my brother."

"Your brother?"

"Yeah, he's a cop. We've got separated and once he found me in the streets he wanted me to come with him but I wasn't so sure the entergang would just let me leave but then they kind of begged me to."

"Wow, well at least your out. Your brother must be your hero."

"He is. He was always there when no one else was." Davis said.

Chloe smiled and nodded, "That's nice to have someone you can rely on."

"Yeah." Davis said and then he looked Chloe in the eye and smiled with hint of surprise, "I can't believe I told you all of that. I harldy tell people anything. Let lone a stranger."

Chloe noticed some what of a sparkle in his eye as he talked to her in a bit of awe.

"Oh, my I forgot. I'm Chloe Sullivan, reporter for the Daily Planet."

Chloe took her hand out and Davis started to shake it and said, "Davis Bloome Paramedic for Metropolis general."

As their hands touched Chloe felt a bolt of electricity. Their hands lingered within each others and then Chloe saw a reflection of red and blue light in the truck and their hands parted.

Then Davis said, "There's my brother."

A tallish guy with dark brown smooth hair wearing the blue police uniform sauntered towards Chloe with confidence. He saw Chloe and he stood back a little in awe. Chloe noticed him eying her and she blushed.

Then Chloe looked back at Davis at that little small spark in his eye began to dim.

Then the police officer came close to them and Davis said, "Chloe Sullivan this is George Dean my brother."