Chapter Two
"Chloe! Chloe! Chloe!" He screamed. "Clark wake up. You're having a bad dream. Clark wake up." Martha said shaking him and shaking him until he finally sat straight up, his eyes shooting open. "Mom? What happened? Where's Lana?" He looked around, puzzled. "She was here a minute ago." He furrowed his brow. "You were just dreaming, Clark. And I have a feeling it had something to do with Chloe." She said simply. "Why?" He asked inquiringly. "You've been yelling her name over and over for the last twenty minutes. I tried waking you, but couldn't until just now." Maybe Lex killing Chloe was all a bad dream, Clark thought to himself. "Mom where's Chloe?" He asked putting his hands on his mother's shoulders. "Probably at work, and you should be…" Before she could finish her sentence he had bolted out the door.
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Chloe was sitting at her desk working on a marriage article, when she heard the double doors burst open. She looked up to see Clark running in. He ran straight over to her and gave her the biggest hug she ever got. "What's that for?" He pulled back and gave her a huge smile. "What's gotten in to you? Did Lana break up with Lex?" She said smiling. "No, I'm just happy to see you!" He answered. "Ok, whatever." She shook her head and walked over to the printer. "What are you doing today? Dou you want to go do something after you're done here." Clark asked. "As much as I would like to have a little Clark time today, I can't. I have to go over to the mansion to ask Lex a few questions about his cousin passing away, for the obituaries. Then Lana and I are going to get coffee. Sorry." Oh no, Clark thought to himself. That's the same thing she was gonna do in my dream. "NO! You can't go to Lex's!" Chloe jumped back. Clark looked around and noticed that everyone was staring. "Gosh Clark, being all sweet one minute then all sour the next. Just because you're boycotting Lex because he stole your girl, doesn't mean I have to. Besides I'm just doing my job." Chloe stated. "Sorry Chloe. Ok this is gonna sound weird." He said, whispering. "I'm the queen of weird." She said pretending to put on a fake crown. "I had this dream that you went to talk to Lex about something and then you were going to go have coffee with Lana, but you kind of well….died." Clark said. "Really? And what was the cause of my death?" Chloe asked. "Lex shot you." He replied bluntly. Chloe raised her eyebrows and placed her hands on her hips. "Why would he do that?" She questioned. "Actually, I don't know. My dream ended before I could find out. I'm not even sure it was him. I mean why would he risk losing Lana? He's waited so long to get her." Clark said. "I don't know Clark. Why did you let Lana go so easily after you waited so long to get her?" Clark raised his hand in objection. "That was different."
"Was it?" Clark cleared his throat and said "Back to the subject." Chloe shook her head and went back to sit at her desk. "Why would anyone want to kill me?" She asked. "Maybe this person didn't want to kill you they just wanted Lex and Lana to break up." Chloe grinned. "Did you kill me Clark?" "Chloe I would never hurt you to get Lana back. In fact I'm not sure I want her back." Chloe's eyes nearly popped out of her head at this confession. "Wow! I never expected to hear that come out of your mouth." Clark half laughed. "I may never be able to tell Lana my secret, but I'm glad that I have you to share it with." Clark said, smiling. "Me too." They're conversation was interrupted by the ring of the phone on Chloe's desk. "Hello, Chloe Sullivan speaking….Oh, hi Lana….mmhmm…no, that's fine….it's ok…..yeah...bye." She hung up the phone. "What did she say?" "That she can't make it tonight. So if you want, you can come get coffee with me tonight? But I still have to go talk to Lex."
"Yeah, I'll go get coffee with you, and I'll go with you to Lex's. Just to make sure nothing happens to you." Chloe smiled. "What would I do without you? Wait a minute; Lana just said something about Lex not being home tonight. If he isn't there then how does he shoot me?" Clark gave Chloe a perplexed look. "In my dream he did come back home later that night. Lana and I were asking him about killing you. He said he didn't know what we were talking about. Maybe it really wasn't him, but if it wasn't him, then who was it?"