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Oh, and I don't have to put a disclaimer on every chapter, do I?

Chapter Five

"Whose brilliant idea was this?" Lois asked, yawning. It was 6am, and they were in front of Chloe's building. Clark had gotten her up at 2am to prepare for the drive to Metropolis, and she apparently fell asleep because she usually liked to drive, but instead, she woke up in the back seat. Lana was in the passenger seat, sitting silently. Clark parked around the corner, so that Chloe couldn't see them through her window, in case she was awake. "Good idea," Lana commented.

He nodded, unsure of what to say. Then, he got out of the car to let Lois and Lana out. He grabbed the picnic basket containing all the food and locked the car.

They hurried to the door and took the stairs instead of the elevator. When they were close to the door to the apartment, Lois put a finger to her lips and crept up to it. She slowly unlocked it, trying not to make a sound. She beckoned to Lana and Clark, implying that they should hurry in. Clark let Lana go first, and then walked in as stealthily as he could. Lois locked the door in the same manner as she unlocked it. Then, she headed toward Chloe's bedroom. Clark pointed to the basket and the table in Chloe's kitchen, indicating that he was going to set the food out. He didn't want to make the situation even worse.

Chloe slept peacefully; her powers were in check for now. Jimmy's arm was around her waist as she slept. Lois carefully opened the door a bit, and noticed that Chloe was sound asleep. A mischievous smile played across her face as she and Lana walked over to Chloe's bed and gently shook her cousin awake. Neither she nor Lana could really see the room very well, but that's what she wanted; she would spook Chloe and then they'd have a laugh afterward. "Hmm?" was all Chloe could manage. Her eyes adjusted to the lack of adequate lighting, and noticed that there were two people standing in front of her. She was alarmed; were they demons? As her eyes further adjusted, she realized that they were two women. She assumed that Paige had brought her sister. Then, she prepared for bad news. After all, they wouldn't show up like that without a reason. "Surprise!" Lois said. Chloe calmed down, now a bit annoyed.

"Lois? What are you doing here?" she said as she watched Lois go to a window and open the blinds. As light came into the room, she recognized the other person standing to be Lana.

"Oh, my," Lana said, noticing that Chloe wasn't alone in bed. Lois looked away from her task to see what Lana was 'Oh, my'-ing about; she looked in the direction Lana was staring, and stood there. "Oh," was all she could manage.

Chloe tried to get out of bed without disturbing Jimmy, but was unsuccessful. He'd noticed and grabbed her hand. "Not so fast," he said, his eyes still closed. He pulled her back into bed. Lana snickered, and although they were trying to muffle the sounds they made, Jimmy heard her. He opened his eyes to see two girls leave the room. "Yeah, that's why I was trying to get up," she told him. She gave him a quick kiss on the cheek, and got up to find a pair of pajama pants. He sat up too, and put his pants on.

She sighed and went to face the myriad of questions that Lois and Lana were going to ask. As she emerged from the room, she was surprised to see Clark in the kitchen. She looked to the living room, where Lana and Lois were sitting on the couch, grinning. Lois spoke first. "I distinctly remember seeing him earlier this week. What's his name again?"

"Jimmy," Chloe replied. Lana's grin slightly faded as she tried to figure out how she knew the name.

"Wait, what?" Clark chimed in. "What did I miss?" Lois ignored him, and started to speak.

Lana cut her off, finally remembering. "Chloe, is that... Internship Jimmy?" Chloe kicked herself for ever telling Lana his name, but nodded in response to the question.

"Okay, hello? Like I said before: what's going on?" Chloe had hoped Clark wouldn't ask. Then, Clark got his answer when Jimmy came out of the bedroom. He turned around and saw Jimmy. "Oh," Clark said. "Jimmy, right?"

"Yeah," Jimmy said. "It's Clark, isn't it?" he asked, hoping that he'd remembered correctly. He looked down at the kitchen table, noticing the array of food. "Did you make all this?" he asked.

"Oh, uh, no. My mother did."

Suddenly, the room got silent. Jimmy and Clark could no longer hold a conversation, and Lois and Lana were just staring at Jimmy. "Well, I'm going to go now," he said, walking over to Chloe. He gave her a kiss on the cheek, and retrieved his shirt from beneath the couch. Once the door closed, Clark spoke up before Lana and Lois could start interrogating Chloe.

"Um, I think we should start eating before this food gets cold," he said. Chloe knew what he meant. She translated it as 'I can't keep using my heat vision on this food,' and sat down, ready to dig in.

"Clark, I can't believe that your mother made all of this for me. I'll have to thank her." Almost as soon as she spoke the words, Clark was handing her the phone. "You're welcome, Chloe. I hope you like it. Have a good trip. Are you all packed?" Chloe panicked at the question. She hadn't packed yet!

"Yeah," Chloe lied.

"Okay, well make sure you have a light sweater in case it gets chilly there. Oh, and be sure to..."

Chloe looked up at Clark, who smiled. He knew exactly what his mother was telling her. After a few "Yes, Mrs. Kent"s, she'd given up and continued eating, answering further questions with "Mm-hmm." Finally, Martha was done with the talk and said goodbye.

"Bye Mrs. Kent. I'll see you when I get back." When Chloe hung up, she'd had her fill of food, and excused herself from the table to start packing. However, when she got to her bedroom, her bag was packed. She smiled to herself. She was really starting to like her powers. She turned around and joined her friends again.

"So, you guys drove for three hours, just to give me breakfast?"

"It was my idea," Lois said. "But, back to Jimmy. What does Lana know that I don't? I thought you just met him?"

"I never said that," Chloe shot back.

"She didn't tell you about--?" Lana asked Lois. Chloe glared in her direction. Lana quickly shut her mouth.

"Whoa, look at the time," Clark said, standing up. "I think it's time to go. Chloe has to get ready for her drive." Chloe looked at him, smiling.

"Yeah. I think we should get going," Lana said as she got up. Lois was outnumbered: two to one. They were leaving, even if she didn't want to. She sighed and wished she made Clark take his truck. "Alright." She got up and hurried out the door. Lana and Clark went after her. Once they were out, Lois erupted. "Okay, Lana. Tell me who this Jimmy guy is," she said.

"I'm sorry Lois, but it's not my place to tell you." Clark held the driver's door open for Lois, and then helped Lana into the passenger's seat. He stood there for a moment, thinking. "I'll take a bus home," he said. Lana looked at him, wondering what he was up to.

Lois drove off, and Clark sped up to Chloe's apartment. He knocked, and when she opened the door, he stepped in. "Let me take you," he said. "It'll be a lot quicker, and I'll know that you got there safely."

"Thanks for the offer, Clark, but I want to have my car with me when I get there."

"I'll carry your car then."

"Clark, I know that you're fast and all, but I doubt that someone won't notice a floating car. Unless I pack it in my suitcase--" She heard a thud in her bedroom. "One second." She hurried into her room, and saw a miniature of her car on the floor. She looked out the window to look for her car, but the space it occupied was now empty. "Okay, okay.. You can fix this, Chlo." She closed her eyes, and waited a moment before opening again. The car was still on the floor. Great. Now what was she going to do?

"Is everything okay in there?" he asked.

"Uh.. yeah." Chloe quickly picked up the car, and slipped it into a compartment in her suitcase. "You know, maybe you should take me," she said, grabbing her suitcase. She made sure that everything was in place and the door was locked before allowing him to lift her up.

"Hold on," he said, grabbing her suitcase. She got a firm grip around his neck, and they were gone.

To be continued.

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