so here's Part 2. it's a little short, i know, but i'll try and make up for it later.

again, feedback is encouraged and loved

Author: Alison

Disclaimer: Characters belong to DC, WB, AlMiles, etc. etc. etc.

Part 2

Lois and Clark.

"Miss Sullivan?"

Clark and Lois.

"Miss Sullivan?"

Lois Kent. No, she'd never do that. Lois Lane Kent. Now that sounds more like it.

What was she thinking? Lois and Clark would never happen in this or any lifetime. Or would they? Even if they did, was she ready for that? Were those feelings for him still there? He's doing something for Lois. Something for Lois. Not something to Lois. What did all this mean? Did this just happen?

"Miss Sullivan, if you can't pay attention I'm afraid I'll have to fail you in this course."

What?

Her head spun around as she realized where she was. If there was ever an oxymoron it was Chloe Sullivan in an Intro to News Writing class. If only Met U understood.

Her eyes met those of the aging man who epitomized the graying, brown corduroy jacket-with-elbow patches-wearing, pocket protector professor. She sighed and straightened herself in the chair.

"Sorry, Dr. Roberts."

He nodded his head and continued to drone about the importance of protecting your source. She sighed and leaned her head on her hand, while mindlessly scribbling in the words on her syllabus. She really didn't need to be here.

No, she needed to be working on her papers. She needed to be working on her articles for the Planet. And she wanted to find out more information about a memorial for Lois' mom.

Okay, so she was doing it to help Clark. But she was also doing it for Lois. And Lois' mom was her aunt. She didn't get to go to the funeral when she died. She'd never seen her aunt's grave. So, maybe a small part of her was doing it for that reason, too.

She was still having trouble wrapping her head around the fact that Clark stayed over at Lois' last night. And, apparently, he stayed willingly. He said he'd never seen her like that before. What did that mean? What was she like? She did have clothes on, right? Wait. What was she thinking? This was Lois and Clark. Those two hate each other.

But…he stayed with her. And he said they talked. What was going on? And why would he just out of the blue want to do something for Lois? Too many questions, not enough answers. She had to get to the bottom of all of this.

"I'll see all of you Tuesday when your papers are due. That includes you, Miss Sullivan."

Her head shot up and she smiled faintly at the old man as she gathered her books. She quickly stood, grabbing her bag.

"Right. Tuesday." She walked towards the door and past the older man. "Bye, Dr. Roberts."

It was only three o'clock and it had already been a long day. She was up at six, showered and dressed, and out the door on her way to the Planet by seven. She'd stopped by the bookstore to pick up another book she had to read for a class she didn't want to take. From there she found her way to Starbucks for her daily morning caffeine perk. She was glad she ordered a double mocha latte that morning. She needed it after the phone call from him.

He'd just hung up. He didn't say "bye" or "talk to you later." He wasn't being his usual unusual self. He was different. Something in his voice. Something…unspoken. But what?

She needed more caffeine. That Starbucks was right around the corner on the way to the Planet. She had to stop in if she was going to do all she needed to later.

There was still a lot of research to do on the memorial. She'd managed to find a few helpful places for ordering a marker and arranging everything through the funeral home. He wanted to put a picture on there, too. That would cost extra. By the way, did he even realize how much this was gonna cost? And just where exactly did he plan on putting this memorial anyway? She'd tried to call him, but he must've been in class because his voicemail picked up. So, she emailed him all the information she found. But there was still more to figure out. And her head was beginning to hurt.

She walked out the door into the hallway. Her cell phone vibrated in her pocket as she reached the doors that led outside. Part of her hoped it was him. But only a small part.

She continued outside as she dug the phone out of her coat pocket and glanced at the caller ID. Lois Cell flashed in bright green letters. Oh great.

It's not that she didn't want to talk to her cousin. She just didn't want to talk to her right now. Not knowing that Clark spent the night with her. Well, okay not with her, but at her apartment. But they were still alone together. All night.

Maybe she just didn't want to hear what she thought Lois would say. Maybe she wasn't ready for what she didn't want to know. After all, Lois wasn't usually one to leave out details when it came to guys. Of course, that's assuming that something happened.

She flipped the phone open and took a deep breath.

"Hey, Lois."

"Hey, Chlo. You busy?"

"Well, actually, I am. I'm on my way to the Planet, but not before I get another caffeine boost courtesy of the wonderful folks at Starbucks."

She wanted to talk. She wanted to find out what really happened last night and, more importantly, if there was anything going on between her cousin and best friend. But, then again, now wasn't the time. No. Not now. This was a conversation that had to be done in person. Not over a cheap pay-as-you-go cell phone.

"Oh. Okay."

Chloe slowed to a halt next to the tall oak tree in the corner of the courtyard.

Okay? Not her usual reaction. Usually, Lois would just keep talking regardless of how busy Chloe said she was.

So, first Clark, now Lois. Yep, something was definitely up with those two. She had to figure it out. Clark would definitely crack before Lois would. She'd have to talk to him again.

She slowly began to walk towards the main street that led to her second favorite coffeehouse. The coffee was much better at Starbucks, though she would never tell Mrs. Kent, but it just couldn't beat the atmosphere of the Talon.

"I'm sorry, Lois. I've just got so much to do. I'm behind on some papers that are due next week, plus I'm working on some stuff for the Planet. And I've got this other project I'm working on, too."

She didn't mean to say it, but maybe Lois wouldn't pick up on it.

Chloe turned the corner and stopped outside the glass doors of the establishment.

"That's okay, Chlo. I've got some stuff to do anyway. I'll just talk to you later. How 'bout sometime tomorrow?"

"Sure, I'll be around." She glanced inside at the cappuccino machine screaming her name. "But, I've gotta run. Caffeine's a-calling."

She winced as she heard the long sigh on the other end.

"Okay. Bye, Chlo."

"Bye, Lois."

She heard the line click as she slowly took the phone from her ear and flipped it shut.

She didn't want to do it. She didn't want to turn away from her. But she had to talk to Clark. Anyway, it'd be easier to get him to spill about what happened last night than it would Lois. Lois trusted Chloe and they treated each other more like sisters than cousins. But there were still some things that weren't usually discussed. It was that unspoken code. And Lois never broke it. Not even with Chloe.

Shoving the phone back in her coat pocket, she reached for the door handle and jerked it open.

She wasn't too sure what was going on back in her weird little hometown, but something told her things were changing.