Summery: Sleepover at Lana's! Aaannnd our mysterious man does a little rooting…


Rating: PG-13…cause I say so!!

Disclaimer: I own nothing. Except for the world. Which will come to me eventually…

A/N: GAAAHHHH!!! FINALLY! I have been TRYING to log into ff.net for DAYS now, and have managed to succeed today. Bah, server up my arse.

Another note – my computer crashed while I was writing this. Five pages, lost… all lost… remember to save folks, it will prevent pain. :::Mourns for lost pages::::

NOW…on with the show!!!!

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Of Mice and Men

Calette

I cannot believe I'm staying the night at Lana's house. Chloe thought as she threw things into her duffel bag.

Toothbrush, check.

Toothpaste, check.

Brush, check.

Laptop, check.

Night vision digital camera, check.

Pepper spray, double check.

Chloe was ready and rearing to go. Well, more of a going kicking and screaming kind of thing, but who was asking? Chloe made sure to check that her diary was hidden in the right spot – she couldn't risk her over protective father reading *that *. Pages 9 through to 20 would be enough to earn her life in her room. No computers. Gahh, perish the thought. 

How* was she going to survive the night?

Chloe stuffed the last of the things she needed into her duffel bag and got ready to leave…

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Ha.

Look at that.

It's like she's planning for nuclear fallout.

Mind you, what I have in store is much worse.

Much, much, much worse…

He looked over the e-mail one last time and hit 'send'.

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Just before Chloe was going to head out the door, her dad came bounding down the stairs.

"Chloe! Honey! Wait up!" Mr. Sullivan yelled after her.

"What is it dad?" Chloe stood in the doorway, waiting to hear what he had to say.

"I just got an e-mail from work, there's an emergency with the central system, I have to go in. Do you want a ride to Lana's?'

"Sure Dad, that's be great.' Chloe was thankful for the offer, with all the weirdness that had been going on lately she really didn't feel like driving over to Lana's alone.

Ten minuets later they pulled into Lana's driveway. Chloe gave her Dad a kiss on the cheek and said goodbye before he drove off. Lana ran out of the house to greet her.

"Hey Chloe! Glad you could make it!' Lana said with the usual note of perkiness in her voice. Chloe winced. Much as the girl was likable, some levels of perky just should not be explored.

"So…where's your room?' Asked Chloe, eager to put the heavy duffel bag down.

"Oh right, um, just come this way. Do you want me to take your bag for you?"

"No Lana, that's quite alright." Chloe plastered a smile on her face. An entire night with *this *? Oi….

An hour later they were both rolling around on the floor, tears streaming down their faces, clutching at their sides.

"Abraham?!" Lana said, unable to stop the giggles that were erupting from her mouth.

"Yeah! I know!" Chloe sat up, trying to retain a serious composure. "Ok...ok, now, we *really * have to get down to business here."

Lana sat up, looking at Chloe. They both burst out laughing continuously. The phone rang, and Lana picked it up.

"He-he-hello?" Lana said between giggles.

"Lana? Is that you?" Clarks voice came through on the other end.

"Nooooo, Clark [more giggles from the two], I'm really a Tina Greer out to steal Lana Lang's life" More giggles.

"Seriously Lana, how is it going?" Clark said, slightly exasperated, slightly amused.

"Tee hee hee…Lana! Let me have it!"   Chloe took the photo from Clark.

"Chloe…have you been drinking Columbian Special Blend Coffee again? You know I told you not to do that…"

"Heeheehee, don't worry Clark. After last time I promise to stay away from that stuff."

"Good, now, how is it going? Any sign of the guy yet?" Clark asked, his voice filled with concern.

"…"

"Chloe, tell me you've been looking out for him!"

"Ok, Clark, we have been looking out for the creepy guy. No need to worry." Chloe stated confidently.

"Chloe…"Clark was getting slightly frustrated.

"What?"

"You *know* you should be working on this. This could be serious. Somebody could be out to get Lana."

"Yes mother, we'll start working."

"Yeah Abraham!" Lana shouted out, giggling.

"Abra-Chloe! Did you tell Lana about my middle name?" Clark said with indignation.

"Maaaaaaaayybe… well, gotta go work now like you wanted us to!" Clark heard the sounds of teenage female maniacal giggling before Chloe hung up.

"Chloe…you little…" Clark said, laughing softly at his blonde friend.

Meanwhile, back at the Lane residence, Chloe was on her way to regaining her composure.

"Seriously Lana, we have to get to the bottom of this." She said, pulling several items from her backpack.

"What are we going to do? Sit at my window all night with those binoculars?" asked Lana, moving into a cross-legged position.

"Hell no, I don't have the patience for that. I'll just put this," Chloe held up the night time digital camera "- on your windowsill, and hook it up to my laptop. It's automated to take pictures every 3 minuets. Perfect for the lazy reporter on a stakeout." Chloe grinned, a perfect imitation of Clark's megawatt smile.

"Thanks so much Chloe, I wasn't sure I could stand to go to sleep tonight, just knowing whoever it was was out there."

"No problem."

Chloe and Lana just sat together in silence for a few, akward minutes. They looked at the blinking screen of the laptop, watching it refresh itself every 3 minutes with a new image. Finally, Lana spoke up.

"Chloe, is there something going on between you and Clark?"

Chloe snapped back to reality.

"What the…huh? What would make you think that?"

"Well, it's just that…I-I mean that…well, is there?"

Chloe was immediately on the defensive. "Well, why are you asking?"

"No reason. Just…wanted to know."

"Mmm hmm."

"What's that supposed to mean?" asked Lana sharply.

"Oh, nothing. Have no fear Lana, Clark's still a single, free man. I'm just going to the formal as a friend." She said the last part with just a hint of bitterness.

"Oh…ok."

"Why? Thinking of leaving Whitney for Clark?" Chloe couldn't believe the words were coming out of her mouth, with such bitterness.

"Chloe! Tha- that's not true!" Lana said, shock and surprise on her face.

"Sure it isn't. Oh please, almost everyone can tell your relationship is failing. What, you want to move in on Clark now? Is that it? Trying to take the one person that matters most to me in this whole goddamned pathetic little town?" Chloe could feel pure rage swelling up inside of her. Ugh, that little tramp, how she'd love to…

Chloe didn't get a chance to finish that train of thought. Lana pointed to the laptop screen with wide eyes. Chloe turned around, diverting her attention away from verbally pulverizing Lana for a moment. There was a figure on the screen, dressed in a black trench coat.

"That's him…" Lana said, breathlessly.

Chloe shook her head, as if awaking from a sleep. She didn't know what had been making her act that way, to say those things.

"Lana, look I never-"

"It's ok." Lana waved it away with her hand. "I'm betting *he* has something to do with it. Weird things tend to happen when he's around"

"How do you know it's a he?" Chloe asked, whispering.

"I don't. I need to refer to whomever it is somehow though."

"Oh."

They watched the screen for the next three minuets, anxiously awaiting the next photo. Finally, after what seemed like ages, a new photo popped up.

"That weird…it looks like he's holding up something." Lana said, pointing to a small part of the screen. Chloe zoomed in with the mouse.

"It looks like a book." Commented Lana. "Can you see the title?" She asked, looking over at Chloe. But Chloe was just staring at the screen in shock. Her face was dead white.

"Chloe, what's wrong?"

"I-I'm sorry Lana, I-I have to get home right away!" Chloe got up quickly.

"Well, at least let me give you a ride home!" Lana said, getting up as well.

Five minuites later, thanks to clear roads and speeding on Lana's part, they pulled into the Sullivan home driveway. It looked as if no one was home.

"Dad must still be at the plant." Chloe murmured, getting out of the car. She rushed to the door. It swung open.

"Did you remember to lock it when you left?" Lana asked. Chloe acted like she didn't hear her. She just ran upstairs. Lana raced after her, only to find Chloe standing frozen at the door to what looked to be her bedroom. It was a mess, papers, pillows and clothes everywhere. Chloe rushed to her desk, rummaging through the papers, looking for something.

"Chloe, what is it? What's wrong?"

"My diary…he has my diary!" Chloe looked at Lana, and then collapsed onto the floor…

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My my my, isn't this an interesting read.

Well, at least I'm caught up on the current situation here in Dullsville. Honestly, you'd expect that the editor of the Torch to have much more interesting and important things to write about then some silly little teenage crush on the farm boy next door.

However, from looking at the diary, he could easily see two important facts.

1] Clark Kent would do absolutely anything for his friends.

2] He seems to like Lana. Or Chloe. Either way, as he suspected, these two easily meant the most to him out of the entire populace of Smallville. And thus, were the perfect people for his plans.

He laughed, and tore a page out of the leather bound book. Still chuckling, he carefully folded the piece of paper, and stuck it into an envelope along with a piece of kryptonite, or as they used to refer to it, meteor rock fragments…

His icy blue eyes danced with delight as he wrote the recipient's address on the envelope, and stuck it into the mailbox.

AN: Oooooo, creepy! Not only is he a stalker, but a part time thief as well! AND, we have a clue to his identity! Or I could be wrong on the colour of eyes….just like I was on the colour of Clark's eyes [sorry about that, but he just screams 'Chocolate Brown puppy eyes! Right here!"]. I'm just glad this chappy is over and done with…and, without further a due… your review! It's nice to know what you guys think of the story, and speculation on who the guy is, not to mention on things you may want to happen. Mind you, I have specific things I want to fill out while writing this, but I'm always happy to indulge in a little fan service [not necessarily echhi stuff :P]. SO REVIEW ALREADY!!! :P I need to work on the 'impatience' thing…next chap coming soon!