Disclaimer: I do not own Smallville. I sure wish I did, though. That would be AWESOME!

Okay, so, right now, Chloe, Lana, Clark, and Pete are in their senior year. Lex is not evil. Chloe, Pete, and Lex know Clark's secret. Chloe lives with Lana in the Talon. Lana is the only owner of the Talon. Sorry if it's a tad bit confusing. Review! This is Chlex AND a bit of Clana.

"Look, sir, I'm sorry that you think I'm prying. I just want to show you-" Chloe was cut off as the man shouted into the phone. She frowned and tried to keep her voice level.

"It wasn't an accident. It was an attack. I have reason to believe that you're son is the suspect." The man yelled into the phone again." Chloe groaned and snapped her cell shut. Walking towards the Torch, Chloe took out a piece of paper with a number on it.

"Hello, Don? Yeah, it's me Chloe. Were you serious when you wanted me to call you and ask you for anything? Great. I've been investigating a murder and since you work with the law in Metropolis…" she trailed off listening to his answer. She frowned, pushing the door to the Torch open with her back, unaware of anyone else's presence.

"Excuse me? Did you just say that you'd do me right now? Really? I have a much better idea." She dumped her bag on her desk.

"Oh yeah," she made her voice sultry and seductive. "I would take a chainsaw…oh yeah, it gets better. I would come over and cut off your sorry dick!" She snapped the phone shut, muttering under her breath.

"Uhhh, Chloe," Clark nervously said. She looked up, not ready to hear about Lana Lang's perfect self.

"Yes, Clark. I'm sure Lana has had dreams about you too…" she stopped when she saw who he was with. Lex Luthor. Only the richest and sexist man alive. He was wearing a trademark smirk, clearly amused. Chloe blushed. Clark threw her an annoyed look. He strode over to her.

"Chloe, this is Lex Luthor. Lex, this is Chloe Sullivan. She's one of my," he glared at her. "Best friends," Chloe grinned sheepishly and stuck out her hand.

"I try," Lex shook her hand. He smirked again.

"I must say, I do feel sorry for the man whom you so viciously threatened back there." Clark cut in, before Chloe could speak.

"Yeah, well, our Chloe is a very…outspoken reporter." Chloe glared at Clark. Lex grinned.

"Aren't they all?" Lex voiced. Chloe smiled.

"I was actually reporting. Well, attempting to," she sighed dramatically. "We reporters lead tough lives. I can't say much for farm boy, over here. He's supposedly a reporter. But most of the time he's reporting on Lana Lang's 'unique character.'"

Clark rolled his eyes. "Don't be such a drama queen, Chloe." She gave a very unladylike snort and pulled out her folders.

"Oh, please, Kent. May I remind you of the time when a certain brown-haired beauty asked you for the time? What was it you said? Oh yeah! I think I'm in love. Was she asking for the time or for my time? She loves me, she loves me not, she loves me-" Clark cleared his throat and pushed Chloe down into her chair, silencing her.

"Okay, Chloe. That's enough." He turned to Les, blushing.

"So who's this Lana Lang?" Clark blushed even more. He almost looked like a very ripe tomato. Chloe snickered.

"You're about to find out," As expected, Lana Lang walked into the Torch. She was wearing a dazzling smiled and her eyes were shinning brightly. Clark stuttered a hello. Lana gave his arm a squeeze and turned to Chloe. When she turned, his eyes almost rolled back into his head, a dreamy smiled playing across his lips. Lex almost doubled over laughing. But Luthor's didn't double over laughing. It was simply unheard of.

"Hi, Chloe," her voice was almost whimsical. "I was just wondering if you'd like to come to the Talon with me." Clark made some sort of a grunting slash frantic slash squeaking sound. Lana turned to him, her smile getting brighter.

"Would you like to come too, Clark?" Lana waited patiently as he tried to form words. His mouth was suddenly so dry. When he though he got it under control, sure enough, it was far from controlled.

"Of course I would, Lana! That is an unparalleled idea! You're so smart!" Clark said this rather loudly. Being the kind and caring person she was, Lana smiled sincerely and said, "Then it's settled," she turned to a still recovering Chloe. She quickly removed her hands from her ears.

"Yes, it is. I-I mean we-will meet you there," she turned to Lex.

"Do you want to tag along?" Lex shrugged.

"Why not?" Chloe grinned. Then she introduced them.

"Lex, Lana. Lana, Lex." They shook hands. Lex was amazed at how her smile made it feel like he had known her for years and years. When she said it was a pleasure to meet him, it looked as if it truly was. She wasn't his type, but he understood why Clark loved this girl.

"Great," Lana said. Then she handed a notebook to Chloe, winking, then glided out of the room.

Chloe looked at the freakishly muscled boy who was now trying to calm his breathing. Her expression was incredulous.

"'Unparalleled idea,' Clark? Are you serious? You are never going to get anywhere with that decibel of…"

"Passion?" Lex finished for her. Chloe nodded. Clark frowned, trying to hide his very obvious embarrassment. He failed miserably.

"It's not my fault the room got so hot and stuffy," Lex gave him a disbelieving look.

Clark threw up his hands. "You know, I think I'm going to go check down in the…place where the air-conditioning is monitored. I'll prove it!" With that he stalked off.

Lex ran a hand over his bald head. "For a fairly intuitive person, Clark can be quite obtuse, sometimes." Chloe laughed.

"At the best of times, you mean." Lex laughed along with her.

"I stand corrected," The two shared a silence together. Each of them were thinking.

CHLOE

God, he is hot. I can't wait to tell Lana about him. Look at the way he stands, the way he moves, it's so…yummy. I just want to ravish him here and now. Whoa, Chloe. Slow down. I don't think you can take that right now. Not with him standing in front of you. Look at him, standing there with that intense look in his eyes. It's nerve-racking yet makes my blood thrill, makes me want to do all sorts of things for him…CHLOE! GET IN CONTROL! WHAT THE HELL, I CAN'T! GET YOURESELF OUT OF THIS DEFINETLY CONDEMNING SITUATION!

LEX

I don't think that I can stay here any longer. Not with her. I can't stand the way I want to have my way with this seventeen year old right. What would they think? Oh, Lex, you've certainly got a major problem. You've just met her, and now you want to have sex with her. If there was a word for man whore then that is you. I can't help it that she tends to give off a glow and my name rolls of her tongue so sexily. It's enough to drive and red-blooded man crazy. That, and pitch a tent in his pants. I just hope that this woman doesn't know what she's doing to me. I have to get out of here, I have to get away.

"I think that we'd better get going if we want to see what happens next with those two," Chloe suggested, hoping that she wasn't blushing. Lex cleared his throat.

"Yes, I agree. I don't even think that young Clark can even locate 'the place where the air conditioning is monitored.'" Chloe laughed.

"You're probably right." Side by side, the two walked out of the Torch, talking about how poor Clark was most likely lost in the school.