(A/N: I'm going with Clois and Dinah with A.C. for the couples. I was originally going to do Bart with Dinah but Bart is too young for Dinah. Thanks!)

Clark opened the elevator to Oliver's apartment.

"Hi Clark," said Oliver, looking up from his copy of the Daily Planet. Then he noticed that Clark looked slightly angry. "What's wrong?"

"Why are you having Chloe lie for you?" he asked in an annoyed voice. "I mean, it's one thing to have her moonlighting for you, but to lie to her own cousin for you?"

"Aren't you overreacting just a little?" Oliver asked. "I mean, before Lana found out your secret, Chloe was lying to her best friend for you, not to mention your girlfriend. And, if I remember correctly, Chloe was also lying to Lois about your secret," Oliver informed Clark.

"Yeah, but that's different. I didn't ask Chloe to lie for me. She became my secret keeper on her own free will."

"Yeah well, I didn't ask Chloe to lie for me either Clark!" Oliver exclaimed. "How did Lois find out that it was me who was with her at the Daily Planet anyways?"

"Well from what I overheard, it seems that the doctor, when he left Lois a message on the answering machine said that you had brought Chloe." Oliver nodded. "Oh, and look, I appreciate what you're doing for Chloe. You know, paying her and all, but just don't ask her to moonlight for you anymore. It's too dangerous for her. You could have risked her life."

"Clark, Chloe's in danger every other week with you by her side. And anyways, Chloe is a very capable woman. She's not the damsel in distress type and she can take care of herself."

"Chloe's smart. Smart doesn't help you when your attacked on a roof. You and the rest of the team can risk your lives all you want. But not Chloe. She's my best friend, and I hate seeing her hurt like that."

"Clark, I don't think our little ninja friend was necessarily trying to kill Chloe," said Oliver. "All she wanted was the file on the DVD, which she got."

"She threw a knife at her head!" Clark was almost yelling by now. "You usually don't do that unless you want to kill someone! Why don't you try to think about someone other than yourself for once?"

Oliver widened his brown eyes, almost wanting to laugh at Clark's stupidity. "I'm selfish? You know, some of us sacrifice being with the people that we really care about so that we can go make a difference. What do you do? You sit around in domestic bliss curled up on a couch while a world of trouble spins outside your door!" Oliver glared at Clark for a moment and then heard his cell phone ring. "Hello?" He said in an angry voice.

"Oh, I'm sorry Oliver," Chloe's voice came on the other end. Clark could hear it too. "Is this a bad time?"

"No, no, it's okay. What do you need Chloe?"

"Um, well I kind of need your help. I lied to Lois to cover up the whole . . . you know about the whole Green Arrow thing, and now she's under the impression that I got an interview with you," said Chloe.

"Well that's good then, right?" asked Oliver, unsure of why Chloe needed his help. "I mean you steered her off track."

"Yeah, but knowing Lois's big mouth, she's going to tell the entire staff at the Daily Planet, and if I end up not having an exclusive interview . . . I'll never be able to show my face there again. So can you help me?"

Oliver sighed slightly. "I really don't like interviews, but, just for you Watchtower, I'll do it."

"Oh thank you Oliver!" said Chloe excitedly. "Can you maybe drop by the hospital today?"

"Sure, I'll head over right now. But seriously Chloe . . . an invterview? I hate interviews."

"I know, but Ollie what was I supposed to say? 'Oh yeah Lois, I was hanging out with your ex-boyfriend who just happens to be the Green Arrow and I'm helping him with his group of super-powered people and helping him take down Lex's 33.1 operations.' That'd be a dumb thing to say," said Chloe in a sarcastic voice.

"Okay, not that," said Oliver. "Couldn't you have made up something that doesn't involve me giving an interview?"

"Uh, no," said Chloe. "Look Ollie, if it was anybody but Lois that I had to lie to, we wouldn't actually have to print the interview. Lois is going to tell everyone about this "interview" because she has like the biggest mouth in the entire world." Clark laughed and Oliver even cracked a smile. "You will help me, right?"

"Of course," said Oliver. "I'll head over there right now."

"Could I talk to her?" Clark asked, monitioning for the phone.

"Uh, Chloe, Clark wants to talk to you," said Oliver, handing the phone over to Clark.

"Hi," said Clark into the phone, smiling slightly. "Now, you know, I seem to recall a certain blonde reporter saying that if I got her coffee, then she would sleep and actually try to get better?"

"Uh . . . yeah . . . about that," said Chloe. "Clark, I really need to work on this interview thing. And besides, Dr. Souders is letting me out tomorrow, I think so I can rest then. Please?"

Clark laughed. "Okay," he said. "But you had better sleep tonight."

Chloe pretended to be exasperated. "Okay . . . fine. If it means that much to you."

"You see, all I want is a little cooperation," Clark laughed. "Okay well see you soon. Bye."

"Bye Clark! Tell Oliver to get here quickly and bring a laptop."

"Chloe," said Clark in a warning tone.

"Not my laptop just a laptop. I can't take notes on the interview with my wrist sprained. Come on, please?"

"Okay. Bye." Clark hung up the phone and handed it back to Oliver. "Bring Chloe's laptop for her," he said. "But no intercepting any files. Just the interview."

"Okay. See you later, Boy Scout."

(A/N: Sorry no Chlollie yet! Gonna happen next chapter though for sure! REVIEW PLEASE!)