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Oh, and there's a character based on "yours truly" in this chapter! Can you guess who?

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Chapter Twelve

Chloe awoke with a start. She'd been having more dreams about Clark lately, and they weren't real, but they didn't seem to be normal dreams either. They'd stick in her mind and she couldn't forget them. It seemed like every night was a dream about a different woman that had been in Clark's life.

It had started with the Kawatche girl Clark had met when he found the caves, Kyla, and gone on to Alicia Baker. Chloe didn't seem to mind those much. She'd remember, but her day would go on and she wouldn't think about them. But, this dream was going to bother her all day. She'd guessed that tonight would be about Lana, but she'd been thinking about the other dreams. She saw things she couldn't possibly know about in all of them. Clark didn't tell her everything about Kyla, and he definitely didn't tell her everything about his relationship with Alicia, so how could she possibly dream about certain things? Was she subconsciously curious about them?

She had to ask herself those questions, and now, she had to really ask herself another one. Was she really that worried about Lana coming between her and Clark? She was tired of all these dreams. They were very annoying. Even as she got out of bed to start her day, she could tell that this dream was going to be on her mind all day.

"Lana, is it Lex?"

"No, Clark. It's you."

Clark had been up for hours. He'd finished his chores, and made breakfast for his mother, and was off to Metropolis. Just as Chloe was leaving her apartment building, Clark was right behind her with a cup of coffee in his hand.

"Thanks," she told him. He hurried in front of her and took a good look at her face. She'd had the same look for the past few mornings.

"Are you okay?" he asked, stopping her.

"Yeah," she said coolly.

"Are you sure? Did you sleep well?"

"I'm fine."

"Alright. If you're sure." He took her hand and they continued walking.

Soon, they were at the Daily Planet building. Clark hated this moment, because it was when they'd have to say goodbye until lunchtime, and lately, Chloe had been working on stories through lunch, or Lois had been dropping by, and Clark didn't get to have lunch with her. Also, she'd been engrossed in her thoughts for the past few mornings. She was there physically, but her mind was elsewhere. Clark wanted to let her know that he was there if she needed him, but he could tell that she was only half listening.

"Well, this is it," she said. "I'll see you for lunch?"

"Of course," Clark told her. "Remember what I said. If you need to talk..." he trailed off. She knew the rest of the statement. He gently tipped her chin up and pressed his lips to hers. The kiss deepened and they finally broke apart, realizing where they were.

"Bye," they said, simultaneously. Chloe turned around and walked into the Daily Planet building, and Clark watched her step onto the elevator before he left.

Lex Luthor sat in his office, thinking about how Lana had changed. He could accept the fact that she'd been possessed, but she was still different, even though Isobel was gone. Was she permanently changed by her ancestor's influence? He checked his watch. He and Lana were going to have lunch. They'd made lunch and dinner dates for the past week and she'd been very late for each one.

Lana walked into his office, smiling. "Ready for lunch?" she asked.

Lex looked at his watch again. She was on time. He smiled and escorted her out.

A few minutes later, they were at a reserved table at a restaurant. The table was reserved for Lex, as always, and management sent one of Lex's preferred waiters to serve them. Lana always marveled at this. They could just walk into a restaurant, pass a line of people, and get one of the finest tables, just like that, without making a reservation. They ordered, and were chatting about the morning's events. Lex noticed that he'd lost Lana's attention for a moment, but she'd recovered quickly enough, so he didn't mention it.

Then, he realized what had gotten her attention.

"Ah, Mr. Kent. Yes, we have your reservation. Table for two, tonight at seven. Is there anything else I can help you with? Your welcome. Have a nice day, sir."

Clark and Chloe sat in a booth at a diner; Chloe had been hooked on their pancakes since Lois had taken her there over a month ago. She'd resolved to have lunch there at least once every few weeks.

"So, how's your day been?" Chloe said, breaking the silence. Clark was just staring at her, and although she was adjusting to it, she still felt a bit weird.

"I decided to give the house a scrub down. I mopped a few times, scrubbed the floors, you know, really cleaning. I figured my mother would appreciate it. She does it every month, but since she's back and forth to senate meetings, I figured I should do it for her."

Chloe smiled at him. He was so thoughtful and generous.

"Hey, do you want to go to dinner with me tonight?"

"Sure."

"Great! I'll pick you up at six then."

Later on, Clark and Chloe returned to the Daily Planet together. There had been some strange accidents happening in Smallville, and Clark was convinced that a student at the high school was responsible. It was reasonable; he was holding grudges against a few of his teachers, and all of the accidents involved teachers' property.

Chloe looked into the teachers' insurance reports. There were pictures and descriptions of the damage. "Alright. Well, it says here, that there were odd circular burns, but there were no dents or indents and no sign of a starter.. " She trailed off, and buried her face in her hands, frustrated.

"What's wrong?" Clark asked. Chloe lowered her voice as she answered.

"He may be a demon. I'm going to have to go talk to the Halliwells. But, not right now."

"Chloe, come on. You have to, before he hurts someone else. I mean, think about it. Who knows what other grudges he has against people. You should to go and find out all you can. I need your help. If he is a demon, I can't handle him."

"Clark, you can. It will just hurt when he hits you. You still have your powers, you know. And, he's just a kid. Maybe he's just got powers that he wasn't meant to have. I could be vanquishing an innocent person. There's a ton of things that could be happening--"

"Now do you see my point?" Clark asked. "Go!" Chloe cleared her throat, and that's when he realized where they were. "Oh, right. I'll take you home."

Chloe shut down her computer and they both set out on their way. "Oh, wait. I have to talk to one of my interns."

"Your interns? Well, considering that you don't have any interns, I think you mean Alexa, since the other one that you considered yours now gets Lois' coffee at the Inquisitor."

Chloe smiled. "Yeah. I haven't seen her all day, though." She turned around and walked back into the office. "Has anyone seen Alexa? She's an intern."

"Yeah. She went down to the archives, I think." Chloe hadn't figured out who'd given her the information, so she thanked everyone before making her way, with Clark, to archives. "Wait, what am I doing? Can you check to see if she's in there for me? It would be a big waste of time if I walked through there and she wasn't there.

Clark focused and used his x-ray vision to look into the archive room. He saw Alexa, and a guy he didn't recognize. They seemed to be arguing. Clark listened.

"Come on, I really have to get back to work and I don't want to talk about this anymore. I'm sorry--" She was cut off as he violently pushed her into the wall.

"Well, is she in there?" Clark nodded. It was taking all he had not to rush in there and slam the guy into a wall. "You go ahead," he told Chloe. He continued watching as Chloe opened the door.

"Go along with me," the man ordered Alexa. He kissed her, and had his hands on her waist. Clark was quickly right by Chloe's side as she stumbled across them.

"Ahem.." Chloe said. The man broke the kiss. Alexa made eye contact with him before speaking to Chloe. He let go of her and she stood up, feigning embarrassment.

"Hey, Chloe. How's it going?" she asked, trying to compose herself.

"I just wanted you to know that I got that stuff you'd asked me for. I can give it to you tomorrow. I'm leaving early today."

"Okay Chloe." Chloe and Clark glanced at the guy.

"Oh, where are my manners," Alexa said. "Chloe, Clark. This is Claude. Claude, this is Chloe, and that's Clark."

Clark had his hand out for the guy to shake. He made his grip very tight.

"I think we should give the ladies some private time. It's obvious that they're talking about top secret reporter info that we can't know yet."

Chloe, who caught on, piped up. "Yeah. Sorry."

Clark led Claude out of the room.

"That's a nice watch," Clark said. "May I just have a closer look?" Claude held up his arm, and before he knew what happened, he was face against a wall.

"If you lay a hand on her, you'll pay for it," Clark told him. "I will find you and make you pay. Do you understand?" Once he'd said those last words, he let Claude go.

Lana Lang had learned a lot from her days as Elle. She'd never felt so powerful. She had power, of course. Lex had given her access to his money, but somehow, it wasn't the same.

Lex had power because he had money and influence. Elle's power came from within. She didn't need money. She could get what she wanted without it. Besides, Lex tracked his money and where it went. Elle wanted her own money that Lex couldn't track, and she wanted thrills. Street racing was a big thrill, and the parties afterward were crazy! Isobel was a party girl, and so this suited her.

Lana loved being so independent, and the power corrupted her. She could get what she wanted when she wanted it, and now, it was gone.

Then, she realized that she could still get what she wanted. All she had to do was keep up her pursuit.

Clark smiled as Chloe opened the door to her apartment.

"You cheated. You were looking before I opened the door. You know, that really ruins the effect."

"Sorry. I couldn't wait," he said with a beaming smile.

"So, where are we going that we need to be so dressed up?" Chloe asked. She noticed that he was wearing a new suit and tie. "And why am I getting the feeling that your suit costs more than the farm has ever made?"

They continued outside to the parking lot, but instead of Clark getting into his pickup, which wasn't anywhere in sight, he held the passenger door of a green Aston Martin open for her.

"Okay, Clark. What's going on?"

"Today has been quite a day, Chloe. You saved my life and you helped that kid. And, today's a special day besides all that."

"What are you talking about?"

"On this day, when I was in eighth grade, I was assigned as a guide for the new girl. She'd transferred from Metropolis, and was dying to get a copy of the Daily Planet, because she 'needed to stay in touch with civilization.' Then, she invited herself to my farm. I'll never forget..." He leaned in and kissed her. "that. I'm glad we got it out of the way. I know you were thinking about it all day."

Chloe smiled. She'd said that to him after she kissed him that day in the loft on the day they'd met.

"Okay, but how'd you get the suit and the car?"

"I know the right people. Don't worry, it's absolutely legal. No red K involved, I swear. Although I really should get some. We played strip poker, and made out in the back of Pete's car."

"Clark! I don't remember that! Besides, I was infested with a parasite."

"I know," Clark smiled. "But, to be fair, you did beat me at poker."

Chloe smiled as she got into the car.

"I can do that without a parasite."

"I doubt it," Clark said. "We weren't using real cards."

"Alright, we'll see. Let's play.. in the loft at the farm. With real cards."

"I don't know. It would be a little awkward if someone found us and you were completely naked."

"Are you going to keep bluffing or are we going to dinner?"

Clark smiled as they drove off to the restaurant.

Lana sat in her car, watching Clark and Chloe at dinner. She'd checked the license plate on the car, and saw that it belonged to Oliver Queen, billionaire from Star City, and apparently a close friend of Clark's. No doubt Clark also had Oliver make the reservations for him. All Lex had to do was walk in and they'd get a table. But that didn't take any effort. Clark had obviously planned this in advance.

She watched Clark's every move. What was it about Chloe that had him so mesmerized?

"Lana?" She snapped out of her thoughts and realized that she'd left her cellphone on auto-answer.

"Hi, Lex." She snatched up the phone.

"Hey, where are you? The jet was supposed to leave an hour ago." Lana silently panicked. She and Lex had decided to fly over to Milan, but she'd forgotten that they were flying out that night.

"Oh, Lex. I forgot. I'm on my way. I was visiting with Chloe and lost track of time."

She turned her car around and sped off to meet Lex.

To Be Continued...

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