If Ashley Wayne were to have a place in the Daily Planet, it would be gossip columnist. She couldn't get enough of secrets and lie. They were her thing completely. Her other thing was style. Ashley's dirty blonde hair straightened to perfection and her obsessive amount of makeup made her a head turner. Her lack of clothing on top and bottom were also not appropriate for work, but none of the guys really minded it.

And so, as she snuck out of the bathroom and headed back to Ron Troupe's office, she thought of ways she was going to tell them the biggest secret ever.

Ashley stopped. Why should she tell Ron? He wasn't in the ladies room to hear the dashing secret. This was her by-line. And she needed a photographer to get her a picture of Clark Kent. That was where her only accomplice in this story would be Nathan Roberts, an intern photographer who could snap a shot of any moving object no problem.

Ashley slammed her hands on Nathan's desk and he looked up at her with his dopy glasses. His eyes widened as he looked down at her breast area and then back up at her face. Ashley grinned at him.

Nathan straightened his glasses, "What can I do for you Ashley?"

Ashley smiled at Nathan, "Actually it's what I can do for you, if you can keep a secret." Nathan's eyes widened, "I know who the Blur is."

Nathan sat back in his chair astounded, "You know the identity of the Man of Steel?"

Ashley giggled, "And you can know too." Ashley leaned down to Nathan's ear and whispered the name in his ear. Nathan's eyes widened and he looked over at Cat Grant and Clark Kent sitting at their desks.

"Him?" He asked, "How can he be the Blur?"

"He is Nate," Ashley confirmed, "And we're going to deliver the headline of the century."

...

Cat Grant swayed from side to side, staring at Clark. Clark looked up from his computer at Cat and she smiled. "Is there something on your mind Cat?" Clark asked.

"Oh no," Cat covered up her thoughts. Clark went back to his work, "So Clark, have you uh caught any new stories? Any heroic acts from the Blur?"

Clark looked back at Cat, "No, not really."

Cat smiled brightly at Clark. "Damn it," she thought, "How do I tell him I know? God, this is so hard!"

Clark looked up at Cat again, and made a small smile. Cat opened her mouth to speak again, "Clark, I have to tell you something. Can you meet me outside after work; actually you know what, meet me on the roof of the Planet."

Clark nodded to Cat and she stood up with a stack of papers in her hand. Cat spun around her heel and headed for the elevator. On her way she bumped slightly into Alexia Dunn, another intern, who had a look on her face that said that she was up to something.

Cat shrugged, ignored her hunch, and got in the elevator.

Alexia on the other hand headed to the copy room and slipped in the door. She stuck her head out to see if anyone had followed her, and noting that no one had, she slammed the door.

Collin Jones, the copy boy, grinned at her as she entered. Alexia, with her hand still on the knob of the door, smiled finely at Collin. "Got a computer?" She asked.

"Yeah," he replied pointed to an old piece of junk sitting on a table. Alexia moaned. Collin laughed, "Why not just use your computer?"

"It's tracked by the company," Alexia said bluntly. Collin got a sense that something was up. Alexia sat herself down in the chair in front of the dusty old computer.

"Working on some sort of secret project, Alexia?" he asked, leaning over her shoulder to see the computer monitor was open to the bio of reporter Clark Kent.

"I don't see how I didn't see this earlier," She smiled at the computer screen, "Him or Lois Lane are always covering the Blur. They probably have some secret conspiracy. One plays and one covers."

"Alexia, are you okay?" Collin put his hand on her shoulder and she shoved it off, flipping her black hair out of her face.

"Never better," Alexia smiled deviously. Collin was confused when Alexia opened up and new word document and started with the headline, "WHO IS THE BLUR?", and continued from there. Collin took a step back.

"You know the identity of the Blur?" Collin watched her continue typing, "Clark Kent?"

Alexia spun back around in her chair, "Are you going to stand there and watch me type or are you going to get back to your job?"

Collin's face turned bright red and he quickly scurried back over to the copy machine. "How'd you figure out it was him?" Collin asked Alexia swiftly.

"Ashley Wayne," Alexia replied, her eyes fixed on the computer screen, "She writing an article to reveal his secret to the world, but not if I can get to it first."

"And you're using this old computer because..."

"Well, I don't want anyone else finding out about the secret."

Collin grinned and placed a sheet of paper onto the screen, "What would happen if this secret were to... get out."

"You wouldn't."

Collin smirked.

"Fine," Alexia said stubbornly, "I'll make a deal with you. If you don't tell a soul..." Alexia stood up from her chair and walked over to Collin. She yanked his tie, pulling his face close to her, "I'll have a surprise for you." Her breath was hot on his face.

Collin grinned as Alexia sat back down and spun around in the chair by the old computer. He looked at her and said, "I don't make deals with the devil."

"Oh, this is one you better make. You know, to show you I'm completely serious, meet me out back after work, and don't keep me waiting."

Collin pressed the copy button for the page, "Deal."