Chloe's eyes fixed unblinkingly at the headline splashed across the paper in front of her; all the sounds of the busy morning newsroom faded away as she struggled to focus, her fingertips trembling with disbelief. "Okay Jimmy, the past week has been crazy, with a double course load at Met U and The Planet, so it's very possible I am imagining this."

Jimmy popped off the edge of the desk and scurried over to the row of file cabinets where Chloe was standing. He took the freshly printed copy of The Inquisitor and shook his head. "No, Chloe. This is real alright. I mean everyone is talking about it. Its even on CNN!" He said with excitement. "There calling it the story of the year! Real Pulitzer material!"

Chloe looked over her shoulder and noticed her fellow co workers clutching their own copies and conversing animatedly.

"Have you read this? This is some heavy stuff."

"Yeah, who hasn't? It's quite shocking."

"What's shocking is that we're all reading the Inquisitor. Oh, and that the story's not about a four- hundred pound alien baby! I think Kahn's head just might explode with this!"

A chorus of laughter echoed around her and Chloe shook her head, a terrible feeling rising from deep within her gut. "No, tell me this is some sort of a mistake!"

"Wait, why would you want it to be? I thought you despised the Luthor's as much as anyone?"

"LuthorCorp Exposed: Level 33.1" Chloe read out loud, her voice rising with anger. "By Lois Lane."

"Isn't that your cousin?" Jimmy asked, a look of amusement in his eyes. "Boy, oh boy is she gonna be famous. I bet there are a zillion people who want to talk to her right now."

Chloe did not answer; instead she felt a million miles away as she saw her stolen words, her own blood, sweat and tears printed across the front page of The Inquisitor with full credit to her cousin, Lois.

"There saying the stuff in this expose could put Lex behind bars for years. I mean, if he even gets convicted. We all know how money greases the wheels of justice in your favor, right Chloe? Chloe?"

Chloe's head snapped up and threw the paper over to her desk, barely missing a nearby woman, and pulled Jimmy by the sleeve over towards her. "Jimmy," She whispered feverishly. "This is my story, I wrote this! Every single word of this! I've been working on it for years."

Jimmy's eyebrow raised and he shot her a wary look. "Listen Chloe, I know you are competitive and all, but..."

"No Jimmy, I'm serious. Look." Chloe spun on her heel and sat down in front of her computer, Jimmy lingering over her shoulder. With a few quick clicks a file folder popped up on the screen followed by a word document. After a minute of reading through it Jimmy's eyes grew wide and he stepped back in surprise.

"You're not joking! But, I don't get it though?" Jimmy stammered. "What in the world would make your cousin steal a story from you anyways? I thought you two were like, best pals?"

Chloe stared at the screen, her body now fully numb. Thoughts swirled wildly in her head. "Why would Lois do this to me? Is this about proving to me that she's a real journalist? Or could it be?" Suddenly it was crystal clear; she knew there could be no other reason. "Jimmy, I think I know why, and I'm definitely going to get some answers."