A/N: Okay, so this is my first Smallville fic, so be nice and review!
The hallway was quiet, lights dimmed to security level and for good measure, infrared laser alarm traps scattered across the floor. Chloe slipped on her infrared glasses while Oliver knocked an arrow, letting it loose across the long hall and lodging itself into a ceiling mounted camera, releasing a fine mist, making the beams clearly visible to Chloe.
"Our target it down the hall," came Oliver's distorted voice. "Fourth door on the left."
"It's a nasty system, lock downs, ventilated gas, the works. I've been trying to disable it from here, but so far, no dice," Victor said over their ear pieces.
"Don't touch the lasers," Chloe's distorted voice chimed. "Check." Voice distorters had become standard issue with most of the League members, Clark being the exception, since Oliver had become a fixture in Metropolis, landing more than one League member in the tabloids.
"Better quick step it, Sidekick," Oliver said, knocking another arrow. "I only have a few of these."
"Sure thing, Arrow," Chloe rolled her eyes before starting the tricky dance to the proper door. "Cyborg, a little help with this lock here?" She slipped her code breaker into the card lock, letting Vic run the program from Watchtower.
"That should do it," Victor said a moment later. Chloe heard an audible click and pulled the door, slipping her card hack into her belt. "Off to the left there should be a computer that controls the security system."
"I'm on it," Chloe slipped into the computer station, her fingers dancing over the keys. She wasn't as good as she had been with Brainiac in her system, but she was still a more than competent computer hacker. "That should take care of it." A moment later her green clad accomplish came strolling in, a new arrow spinning between his fingers.
"Alright, Sidekick," Oliver said, looking more like the sidekick on this mission. "Do your thing."
Chloe pulled out her wireless and started streaming files up to Watchtower. Oliver planted strategic explosives on each of the server racks to be detonated as soon as they left, with current tech, there was almost no way they would destroy all the info, but it would slow this lab up a bit.
"Alright," Vic's voice called from Watchtower. "Last stop is two floors down, on the north side of the building."
"Let's get this done," Oliver jogged out of the computer room with Chloe not far behind.
Down the stairs was the lab proper, filled with tanks of experiments. Specimens in colorful liquid were all over, everything from dogs to full grown humans.
"I know 33.1 has been experimenting with Green K, but what are these others?" Chloe asked. Pulling up the computer read outs on a few of the closer tanks. "Oh, god."
Oliver slipped up behind her, reading the screen she was looking at, it looked like Lex had branched out and was now trying his luck with other Kryptonite flavors.
As they stood there, three explosions rocked the building, causing the tanks the crack before breaking entirely, flooding the room with the Kryptonite laced chemicals.
"Maybe too much C4 there, Arrow," Chloe said as they made a break for the door.
"Wasn't mine," he held up his remote detonator. "I learned long ago not to put these things on a timer."
"Cyborg," Chloe said, as two more explosions rocked the building, water flowing out from under all the doors in the hall. "Any idea what's triggering these?"
"It's got to be a backup security system," Vic's voice came over her comm. "I'm still digging."
"Well, whatever it is," Oliver said, pulling the door to the stairs open. "It's done half our job for us." Another explosion rocked the building. "Now we just need to get out of here before the building comes down." He reached back and grabbed Chloe's hand so they didn't get separated on the way out. It always made him nervous taking her out on assignment and away from Watchtower, but she'd more than proved she was up for the challenge, and while Vic's hacking skills were spot on, he was no Watchtower, and Chloe was the best for finding those little things Cyborgs computer missed.
"Just don't forget to blow those computers," Chloe said, her leather clad hand clutching his.
"This is why I take you out to all the nice places," Oliver winked over this shoulder.
"You just love me for my hacking skills," Chloe pouted mockingly. "And my healing ability."
"I do have to say," Oliver clicked his detonator as they crossed past the gates. "Having a sidekick that can't stay dead is a huge help." He swung his leg over his Green Arrow motorcycle, waiting for her to get on behind him.
"I really hate the crotch rocket, Arrow," she grumbled as she straddled the bike behind him.
"Next time I'll bring the car," Oliver laughed.
"You don't make any one else ride bitch on this thing," Chloe said, wrapping her arms around his middle and scooting right against his leather clad body.
"I'm not too keen on getting this up close and personal with Fish boy or Impulse."
"You just like that a cute blonde is rubbing up on you," Chloe laughed.
"Guilty as charged," Oliver said. "What red-blooded man wouldn't want a hot blonde all over him?"
"You guys know I can still hear you, right?" Victor asked over the comm.
"We know," Chloe told him. Victor just sighed.
Oliver pulled into Watchtower's underground garage, and right into the privet elevator. As the doors closed they both disconnected their voice distorters and pulled back their hoods, Chloe's blue leather matching Oliver's green nicely. Luckily hers had sleeves; otherwise the ride through the city would have been much more unpleasant, and cold.
Oliver dropped his things off in the Tower control room and made a quick change into his business suit he'd arrived in. "Alright guys," he said, spinning the key to his Porch. "I'll be back tomorrow night, until then, I've got a board meeting way too early tomorrow morning."
"I'm going to head out, too," Cyborg said. "See you in the morning, Chlo."
"I'll see you later," Chloe said, taking her place in front of her Watchtower systems.
"Don't stay up too late, Watchtower," Oliver winked and was gone.
"Not planning on it," Chloe said to the empty room, stifling a yawn. "Just a quick scan of the city, then bed." She said to herself