"What did you find out, Smallville?" Lois asked.
"Nothing. Well, what I mean is it was a hoax."
"What was a hoax?"
"That guy at the warehouse was an actor. Bell Reeve was trying to get a reporter from the Daily Planet to invade this place, so they could file a law suit to gain some extra cash without obviously setting them up. Luckily, we haven't really done anything."
"I should've known," Lois said, "teddy bears and pink and blue rocks. How silly can it get? It was a complete waste of time but I'm sure you'll get better stories, Chloe."
"Not really," Chloe said.
"What do you mean?" Lois asked.
"This was my last story as an official reporter. You were right. I like researching a lot more than the actual investigation. I'm leaving the Daily Planet."
"Because of me? Chloe—"
"Not because of you. I've been thinking about it for awhile. I got a job offer at Wayne Tech in Gotham City. I'm going to work in research and I'll get paid a lot more."
"What about writing? You love writing," Lois said still trying to make sense of it.
"I'm going to write books. There's going to be an opening for an internship at the DP with me gone."
"I kind of figured that," Lois shot back.
"I want you to take it. I've already talked to Perry about it. I showed him the articles you wrote in high school and all the work you've done on my stories here. If it hadn't been for you and Clark, I think I'd still be writing obituaries. You guys are the real investigative reporters. Don't get me wrong. I'm not demeaning myself. I'm the computer genius, who finds all the information. I know you're sick and tired of dealing with corrupted politicians and I see the excitement and energy you get from working on a story with me. Please take it. For your little cousin's sake," she said with a puppy dog face.
"You are something else," Lois laughed. "I'll take the job, as soon as Mrs. Kent can find a good replacement."
(This ends this chapter. My next chapter will deal with me moving to Gotham City, where I met and married the love of my life. I'll give you a little epilogue of the people in this chapter, since most of them are getting ready to veer off from my life story. Jimmy Olsen became a world renowned photographer, found a sweet little wife, and has 2 kids and a dog. Richard did indeed get a job at the Planet. My cousin grew to tolerate him and they had an interesting relationship that I'm not going to attempt to describe. Eventually though he left and took a job as an editor of some small town paper. We all lost track of him after that. I think any reader knows what happened to Lois Lane and Clark Kent. I wish I could do biographies of them. They would make an interesting read but they both humbly refuse. Lois smirks at the biography thing. I tease her and tell her that I've already written the first 3 chapters of her biography. Lois doesn't think it's funny and let's out a string of cuss words that would make a sailor blush. Unfortunately, their grandson picked now to wake up and come in. He thinks it was fortunate though. He smiles and tells her to go put money in the swear jar. Lois does. I laugh at him and his cousin, Mary Beth. They both try to get their grandma cussing, so the money will add up because that means a trip to the amusement park. It's really quite funny to watch. Lois is a good grandma. She tried to set a good example or she wouldn't have a swear jar. Lois doesn't have a lot of loose change though. I'm getting ready to quit typing. I'm finished with Lois and Clark. I have to go home and it's going to be a long flight. Lois smiles when she reads this and says her way of flying is much faster and more enjoyable. I disagree. Her way of flying makes me airsick. An enclosed luxury plane is much better. It's 4:35 p.m. but it's not like I'm going to miss my flight. It's Wayne jets. I go when I please. I own them or co-own them I guess I should say. I tell them that the next time I write them into my book, we're doing it at my house. They laugh and agree.)
The End