AN: This chapter was so fun to write. R&R. If you don't like the slashy turn the story is taking tell me.
Chapter 5
"I'll go with Clark." Pete said.
"I'm with Lana." Chris nearly shouted.
"Then I'm with Lex." Phoebe said happy about the pairing.
Chris knew she had a thing for Lex but if she only knew. But knowing Phoebe she probably did.
"Phoebe are you sure you don't want me to call mom. "Chris asked.
"No leave her out of this. I'll if we need them." Phoebe told him.
"Let me guess you two, little brother older sister." Lana asked.
Phoebe laughed.
"Yes we are." Chris said.
Phoebe stopped laughing to contemplate it.
"Let me guess he just got out high school need a job you gave him one." Lana said.
"Something like that." Phoebe said quickly.
"We should get started." Pete said.
They split up and Lana went with Chris. They passed houses with people on the porches. They asked about Chloe but none of would offer any info though. Then Lana spotted some smoke coming out of the window.
"It's green. " She told him.
Before he could stop her she walked through the open door he had no other choice but to follow to protect her.
"Lana." He said following her through the open door.
A big black gangster man was standing in front of Lana pointing a gun at her head. His posse was all around and so were their hos. Chloe was tied up with duck tape in the corner of the shabbly furnished room.
"Okay. We don't want any problems. Would you lower you weapon please?" Chris asked calmly.
Another gun cocked and this one was pointing at him. He wondered how could he die when techincally he wasn't born. But he had to do something before they got them selves killed. Even if it meant temperarely exposing his magic. He waved his hand and using his telikenisis and flung the gangbanger who had the gun on him against the wall. Chloe sheriked a little behind her duck tape muzzle.
"I asked you nicely. I never beg." Chris said which was true he never begged.
He was about to do the same trick on the guy who had Lana at gun point until she kicked the gun out of his hand and beat him into a sumissive fetal position on the floor befor anyone could even react.
"Anyone else want a piece of this?" Lana asked and even bigger man stood up and came over to them.
"I do." He said .
"That fancy tae bo may work on little J but it don't work on me." He said smiling meancinly at Lana.
"Get Chloe." She told Chris.
"This shouldn't take long." She told him.
He got Chloe. He picked her which was hard saying that she probably weighed as much as he did. He turned around just in time to see Lana fake out the big guy and with a left hook only to knee him the the balls he crumpled to ground just like the one before.
"Lets go ."She told Chris.
She stuck out her tounge at them as they left. Once they were outside Chris set to work untying or rather untaping Chloe.
Once he was finished he asked, "Are you okay?"
"I'm fine." She said rubbing the tape burns on her arms.
"I saw what you did in there. " Chloe said simply.
"What?" Chris asked innocently.
"You have telekineisis." Chloe said matter of factly.
"Whatever. You must be up out your mind."Chris said simply.
"I saw it too." Lana said.
"You did? I thought you were to busy going La Femme Nikita on that guy." Chris said.
"That show sucks by the way you could have said Alias. " Lana told him.
"Whatever." Chris said as they walked toward the pick up.
"So you aren't even going to tell us and we saw what you did."Chloe said
"No." He said with his head down he wouldn't mind telling Lana or Pete or Clark hell he'd even tell Lex anyone but Chloe his secret she had a big mouth and she was a reporter it was written all over her.
"How did you fall in with those guys any way?" Chris asked.
"I want to know that too." Lana told Chloe.
He liked that Lana didn't press the issue she just took his sid against Chloe.
"I was trying to get an interview. You know Reggie O'neal?" Chloe asked.
"Tall dark basketball player now deceased. Voted one of Smallville High's hottest sophmores in last years Who's Hot issue of the Torch." Lana said.
"Yep. I was investgating his death. He used to run with Little J and the southside boys selling drugs made from the meteor rocks." Chloe said.
"So everything comes back to those meteors don't they. "Chris said.
"Yep. Haven't you been paying attention. You should really come down to my office and see the wall of weird its back up" Chloe said as Clark and Pete came from another direction.
Pete rushed over to Chloe and he hugged her.
Then he pulled back.
"If you were a guy I'd punch you for going doing something stupid like that for the sake of a story." Pete said angrily.
He grabbed Chloe and kissed her. Chris, Lana, and Clark had to look away. Watching anyone kiss that hard was like staring into the sun bad for the eyes.
They waited for a few minutes then Lex and Phoebe emerged from a house. Lex had some fried chicken and Phoebe had a Diet Coke. Chris and the others looked at them.
"What?" Lex asked with his mouth full.
"Ms. Rita had some leftover and she was going to throw it out so..." Lex explained.
"You found Chloe." Phoebe said.
"Yeah and you found chicken." Chris said.
"We were looking for Chloe. Honestly, Chris you need to loosen up. "Phoebe said.
"You really do." Lex agreed.
"I'll never get that loose. "Chris told him.
Phoebe smiled.
"You never know." She said.
"Trust me I won't. Can we get out of here before we die in a drive by." Chris said impatiently.
"Fine." Lex said walking around to the driver's side.
Pete helped Chloe get into the back of the truck.
Clark helped Phoebe.
Chris intentionally got in the middle.
He didn't know if he was jealous that Chloe and Phoebe were getting all the attention or if it was this new subconious need to be near Lex that surfaced once Lex appeared eating chicken.
Lana opted to sit in the bed of the truck with everyone else but Chris still sat int he middle to far over from where he should be he damned himself for doing so but he couldn't move. He didn't want to think the thoughts he was thinking so he fiddled with the radio instead. A song he'd never heard was on.
He liked it. It was sung by one of those male song writers. By the second chours Chris knew the words. He sang and Lex looked at him. And he liked it. Though he was imediately disgusted with himself for doing so.