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I gave Chloe the slightest of all smiles, one that probably looked more like a grimace than anything else. I decided to focus my attention on her, right now I was a little lost for words and I knew the uncomfortable silence that had grew would eventually be broken. I just didn't want to be the one to break it, because knowing me I'd say something stupid or plain out crazy.

"You guys should talk now." Chloe gleamed patting my back. "Talking's good."

I winced at how silly Chloe was sounding although when I dared a glance at Clark he seemed to be nodding in agreement, his smile still etched firmly on his face. A smile that seemed to be contagious because I found myself grinning somewhat.

"Go, go talk about everything!" Chloe said winking my way.

What was with her and winking lately?

Clark cleared his throat capturing my attention. "Maybe we should step outside for a minute."

"Think of that all on your own?" I quipped, he gave a small chuckle.

"After you." He said gesturing towards the door. I complied and walked outside.

It was cold to the point where every breath I took I expelled a thick cloud of condensation into the air.

Clark didn't seem to notice the chilly wind.

"I seriously think she's going to pass out any minute now." I laughed watching briefly before the door closed Chloe attempting to sit down.

"How much did she have to drink?"

I grinned. "I really don't know, but whatever the amount I'd say she's gunna have one hell of a hangover."

"What's with the whole cupid thing?" Clark asked.

"Beats the hell out of me, and correction: Silent cupid, she prefers that."

"Noted."

I sighed loudly into the night air. "I must say Smallville this has been a very eventful night."

Clark nodded. "Good eventful or bad?"

I paused for a moment. Weighing up my answer.

Chloe calls me at some ridiculous hour in the morning. Bad.

She's drunk and persists that I drive to the Kent's farm…also bad.

Clark and I have a minimal chit-chat conversation, not exactly good.

And finally he and I kiss…

I opened my mouth and breathed in the air. "Eventful good." I say with a smile.

He smiles back. "What was the good part?"

I laugh but don't answer. He nods and gives me a cheesy grin. "Same." He says.

"First of all let's not get our wires crossed; it was only the good part…fails in comparison to great or fantastic."

Clark grins. "Looks like we need to work on it then."

Before I really have a chance to say my wistful come back he leans closer to me, his arms again holding me. Something I find myself getting use to quite quickly. At first the kiss is hesitant although pretty soon the fire starts burning and passion seeps in.

I run my hands through his hair, feeling his grip on me tighten as he pulls away.

We stand there for a moment and I can't wipe the stupid grin I have on my face, his matching mine.

"How was that?" He asked.

I pretended to think hard about this. "We may need more practice."

"No arguments here." Clark laughed leaning in again as we kissed.

Its official I have fallen for a corn loving farm boy.

I have basically thrown myself in his direction.

And he has caught me, whisked me off my feet and surprised me in every way possible.

Was it probable that Chloe was right? Clark and I together.

When I first heard it I had to laugh, hell denying it was top priority. Although now…Now I have the sudden urge to scream it from the roof tops, scream that Clark and I are meant for each other. I have turned into a gooey pile of romantic mush. And that's big because if there is one thing I'm not that's romantic. I don't even acknowledge Valentine's Day.

The kiss ended and Clark smiled. "We should go on a date." He announced standing proud and hopeful.

I mauled this over and although the logic in my head was telling me all the things that could go wrong I grinned and pushed them away. "Sounds interesting, although I have to warn you Clark I'm an expensive gal."

He laughed. "I'm sure I'll cope."

"So when is this date going to be?"

"I was thinking around eight tonight?" Clark checked his watched then looked to me for an answer.

"Okay, eight it is."

"Excellent." He smirked.

I gave him a small nudge. "Looks like your wish came true."

"Oh really, and what was my wish?"

"To have me, I've seen you eyeballing me ever since I came to Smallville…although I can't blame you, I'm a great catch."

Clark chuckled. "Carefully Lois you don't want to fall off that pedestal you've put yourself on."

"If I do I have you to catch me." I stated with a wink.

"You certainly do."

After a moment's pause Chloe opened the door both Clark and I turned to face her. I was just about to say a sarcastic retort about the silent cupid hitting us with her arrow when I noticed her face, her worry rubbed off on me and I found myself immediately walking forwards.

"Chloe, what's wrong?" I asked although before I got a chance to hear an answer I saw a tall guy standing mere meters behind her, contrary to the seriousness of this moment I couldn't help but smirk at his fashion sense. He wore what looked like leather pants…brown with a lime green stripe down the side and a jacket to match.

I mean come on! So not what you should wear out in public.

"I'm looking for Kal-El." He said loudly, stopping my train of thought as he took one step forward.

Chloe hadn't moved instead she stared intently at me, her eyes unwavering.

I could see the fear in her eyes and at that my heart started to beat faster.

I heard Clark suddenly shift from behind me clearing his throat as he stepped forward just a fraction, he stood now only a few feet back.

"Who are you?!" He said demandingly.

I had to give him props for coming off so confidently, if I had a strange man in my house I would be freaking. Then after that I would probably kick his sorry ass out.

The guy stepped forwards again. "Tell me where Kal-El is!"

"You didn't answer my question."

"And you mine; I'll ask only once more where is Kal-El?"

Clark paused and I could hear his breathing become somewhat deeper.

Paused?

He paused? Not such a great time to lose that confidence!

I turned quickly to glance at him shooting him a warning look, although it may have come across more as a glare than anything else. I whipped back around when I heard the man take a few more steps forwards, unable to control myself I grabbed Chloe's arm and pulled her towards me. Shoving her ever so slightly behind me. He didn't really notice as he took up her place in which she had been standing, his eyes locked firmly on Clark.

"Look buddy you are obviously at the wrong house, and last time I checked breaking into someone's home was in fact illegal, so unless you want to meddle with the law I suggest you leave." I said stepping in front of him.

"Lois…" Clark muttered, although I cut him off.

"Look Clark someone has to tell this lunatic to leave, he's trespassing."

"I don't think you sho-"

"Its fine Clark, seriously sometimes you just have to be blunt with these people. They won't get the message if you ask them politely and then persist on letting them stay now will they?"

He shook his head somewhat reluctantly and I turned my attention back on Mr. No style.

"You still here?" I asked raising an eyebrow.

He didn't even batter an expression as he grabbed me roughly by my collar. "Let me be blunt." He quipped smiling somewhat.

Well he may have no style but his sense of humour is still in tack…however warped it may be.

I smiled hesitantly. "Please do."

Why oh why must I entice him?

He gave me a quick mocking grin before lifting me well above his head. This guy certainly had muscles.

"Stop!" I heard Clark yell. "I can take you to Kal-El."

I laughed somewhat strained. "Clark, if I'm correct you don't know anyone by the name of Kal-El."

"Lois, shut it!"

"You're lying!" The man yelled Clark walked up to him.

"Put her down and I promise you'll get to see Kal-El."

I felt gravity set in as he let go sending me crashing to the ground, I struggled to my feet looking over to Clark.

"Do you know what you're doing?" I asked. Truth be told I was more than a little concerned for the farm boys safety.

He gave me a smile. "Lois get Chloe and yourself to your car, it's safer for you that way."

I glanced at Chloe who stood a few feet away then back at Clark. "You are crazy if you think I'm just going to leave, because I can guarantee if you die I would feel guilty about the whole thing."

"Lois, as nice as it is to know you would miss me if I died-"

"I didn't say that."

"I read between the lines."

"Of course you did."

Clark smiled. "Please Lois just go, if not for me than what about Chloe."

"Don't play the cousin card on me Smallville."

"I'm serious, what if something happens and she gets hurt?"

I sighed slightly. "I won't let that happen."

"Can you guarantee that? Because if you can't don't take the risk."

Again I looked to Chloe. He was right…but at the same time he was wrong.

What if I did as he said and he got hurt himself?

I don't know if I could handle that.

"Look Clark…"

"Lois." At his stern voice I looked at him, his eyes almost pleaded and he seemed generally worried. "Go please, because if you don't and something bad happens…I'll…I don't know what I would do."

He grabbed my hand in his and looked at me. "I'll see you at eight?" He asked.

I couldn't help smile at how goofy he came across and nodded. "Don't be late."

"Wouldn't dream of it."

"Oh and Clark." I said as I turned around to face Chloe. "It's nice to know you would miss me if I died."

He chuckled. "I didn't say that."

"I read between the lines."

I heard him laugh casually as I walked over to Chloe, grabbing her arm I pulled her with me. I didn't want to leave, I was quite sure with a few well placed kick moves I could have had that guy on the ground within seconds. Although at the same time the look in Clark's eyes told me to go.

"We're leaving?" Chloe exclaimed as we trudged towards the car.

"Yes we're leaving." I replied.

"Why?"

"Because it's safer this way and I don't want you getting hurt."

I felt Chloe stop walking and released her arm as I looked at her. "Lois, you've never sided with the safe option in your life…why start now? And as for me I can look after myself."

"You're telling me you actually want to go back and have a one on one with Mr. Muscles?" I asked not sure when the whole rolls reversed and I became the think before you act person and Chloe the act now, think later person.

Chloe sighed heavily. "I want to help my friend."

I looked at her quizzically studying her features. "You're not drunk are you?" I asked she seemed to be caught off guard.

"What?...Lois…sure I am."

My cousin was a terrible liar.

And the fact she had just walked easily across the muddy ground gave away that she wasn't as drunk as I first thought.

"Are you drunk?" I asked sternly.

She bit her bottom lip, something she use to do as a kid when nervous. "Unexpected guests can be sobering."

"Not that sobering."

"Lois-"

"Okay, Chlo before we go anywhere near the Kent's house I want you to tell me everything."

She looked at me puzzled. "I don't know what you're talking about."

"Spill! Or we aren't going to go play superheroes and help Clark get that creepy trespasser off his property."

She sighed slightly but I didn't waver with my intent stare.

I was done with being confused, I wanted answers.

"Alright fine!" Chloe gave in she looked back at me and gave a half smile. "I'll tell you everything."

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