Chloe was tapping her nails on the edge of her keyboard. She was trying to concentrate on her research that she was doing for Oliver and the others, but Jimmy was distracting. He wasn't saying anything now. He was sitting across from her engrossed in one of the library's comic books, but she couldn't forget what he had said earlier. Just a little while ago, he had been spying on Clark and Lois, but they had put a stop to it with a bucket of water. Jimmy had dried off some, but he was still a little damp from the adventure. He had planted a seed in her. Why had Clark and Lois cared if all they did was watch a movie? If they had really been watching a movie, should they even have heard Jimmy? She hated that she was thinking these thoughts, but Jimmy did have a point and once her curiosity surfaced, she found it hard to let it go.
"You know I think I'm going to go home and finish my research tomorrow. There's really no rush," Chloe told him.
He looked at her strangely. "You couldn't be tired. You never turn in this early."
"Well, I'm tired today. Too much boring research I guess."
His eyes got big and he pointed accusingly at her, "You're going to spy on Lois and Clark."
"No, I'm not," she said defensively, as she shut off her laptop.
His suspicious look never wavered.
"It's not spying if it's your own apartment," she said, standing up to go.
He smiled triumphantly. "Let me know if you find out anything."
"I just hope you know you're a bad influence, Jimmy Olsen," she said, turning to go.
"Just remember to call me the minute you learn something."
"IF I learn something," she hollered back from the library door, earning her a look from the librarian.
She softly crept up the stairs in the Talon and swung open the door with an eager suddenness. Clark and Lois were sitting on the couch with a bowl of popcorn between them, watching a movie. They looked up at her in confusion.
"I--I got tired of the library. I'm going to go to my room and uh, do some more research."
Clark smiled and nodded. Lois waved her hand nonchalantly as she focused back onto the movie.
Chloe turned a little red once she shut the door. She'd let herself believe Jimmy's crazy ideas for a minute there. She turned on her laptop and got back to her research, but after a little while, she heard Clark and Lois' voices and she couldn't help but draw closer to the door and listen.
"Why do you rent these gory, violent movies?" he asked her in a tone of disgust.
Chloe could practically hear the rolling of Lois' eyes, "What would you want to watch, Smallville? No wait, let me guess. You want some sappy chick flick."
"No, I just want a movie with a little less gore and violence."
"I see. You want something like Mary Poppins?"
Chloe smiled. Their arguments could be so interesting and funny.
"Well, why not? Just something different. The same thing always happens in these movies. People get shot and then they get beat up and then they get shot some more. There's no plot."
"Why don't you quit whining and get us something to drink?"
"No."
Chloe cracked the door. She couldn't miss Lois killing Clark. Clark had grabbed the remote. "I'm going to pick something to watch for once."
Lois' eyes glinted dangerously as she moved the bowl to the floor. "I'm going to count to 3 and that remote better be back in my hands. 1…2...3."
Chloe's eyes widened. What kind of game was Clark playing? He normally would've caved in long before now. Instead, he had put it further out of her reach. Lois tackled him, straining for his hand. Clark apparently hadn't counted on her jumping on him and they both toppled downward on the couch with Lois on top. They seemed to forget about the remote and before Chloe had time to gasp, they were kissing. It wasn't friendly kissing either. It was passionate kissing. The first thing that popped in Chloe's head was not any of the feelings she might have expected upon seeing Clark and Lois kiss. It was an utterly strange sort of glee. She had to tell Jimmy and she had to tell him quick and in person. She went flying across the room as fast as she could, hoping they were too absorbed in their kiss to notice her. They weren't. They were up on their feet and Lois slammed the front door shut that Chloe had been in the process of opening. Upon reflection, she should have realized how dumb it was to try a move like that, but she hadn't really been thinking.
"Just where do you think you're going?" Lois asked with a you're-never-making-it-out-of-this-apartment-alive look in her eyes.
"I forgot some of my research down at the library. I have to go get it before the library closes."
"Nice try," Lois said, not even remotely buying it. Clark had aligned himself behind Lois and even though he wasn't saying or doing anything, he seemed to be backing Lois up.
"You can't keep me prisoner," Chloe said.
"You're going to go tell that annoying boyfriend of yours what you saw and then he's never going to let it go."
"No, I'm not," she said. She silently cursed herself. She had widened her eyes and made her voice childlike in an attempt to sound innocent and shocked by the idea of it. Lois would never fall for that.
"It was an accident," Clark and Lois said simultaneously.
Chloe gave up all pretenses and smirked. "An accident is when you knock a glass off the kitchen table. That was no accident."
"It was a natural male/female response given the circumstances," Lois shot back. "Why were you spying anyway, are you taking lessons from Jimmy?"
"She's right you know," Clark said. "We can't keep her prisoner. We might as well let her go."
Lois sighed angrily and moved away from the door.
"I could tell Jimmy…" Chloe trailed off.
"Or what?" asked Lois.
"Or there's a nice, little word that comes up in the world of spies called blackmail."
Clark was taken back, "What?"
"What sort of blackmail?" Lois asked suspiciously.
"You'll see," Chloe said with an air of mystery in her voice.
Chloe left the apartment with a smile plastered on her face. Things were about to get interesting.
TBC