Oliver was in the kitchen chopping up some fresh fruit to go along with the eggs and bacon he had prepared. Victor entered from the hallway taking a seat at the counter, stealing a piece of bacon from the plate. Oliver smacks his hand and they both laugh.

"So, what's up with the sleeping beauty in your bed?" Victor asked.

"Who Chloe? Awe she's just staying until we finish the project. I didn't want her to have to make that long drive back to Smallville late every night." He replied, trying to play off the real reason why he asked her to stay. That he couldn't stand being away from her and he was hoping that them being together at his apartment would bring them closer together.

"Yeah… Sure, what-ever you say, man." Victor grinned. "Three months ago when you heard that Sullivan was thrown into lock-up, you grabbed your white horse and came to her rescue."

"I would have done the same thing for any of you guys." Oliver admitted as he poured three cups of coffee.

"I know. But all I'm saying is I don't blame you if your feeling her. I mean she is a hottie."

Chloe enters the kitchen. "Who's a hottie?"

Victor looks at Oliver as if he is waiting for Oliver to say something. But when he doesn't Victor looks as Chloe. "A girl I met in New York."

Chloe walks over to Victor placing her hand on his shoulder. "You met someone. That's great." She said excitedly. She knew how much it hurt him that things didn't work out with the girl he had been seeing before his accident. "You have to tell me all about how you met. And what she's like."

Oliver hands her a cup of coffee. "How'd you sleep?" He said to change the subject. Although he thought it would be interesting to see what kind of story Victor came up with.

"Good. Thanks." She lied. It was hard for her to fall asleep after the almost kiss on the sofa. She could help but wander if it was because of the almost dark room and the movie they were watching. But there still was the picture that he had hid. She couldn't help but admit that every since she saw him in Clark's barn she had found him attractive. She loved the way he looked in his tight jeans. But she knew how much Lois cared for him so she never let her mind go there. "So where is everyone-else?" She asked.

"Bart and A.C. are working on something-else for me in Portigueses." Oliver replied.

"What about Clark?" Victor asked.

Chloe grinned. "He's at the Daily Planet. They keep him pretty bussy."

Oliver leaned against the counter taking a bite of his toast. "So it's just the three of us. But I think we're good enough to pull this one off on our own."

"Where do you want me to start." Victor asked as he sipped his coffee.

Oliver dusted his hands from the toast crumbs. "You and I are going for a little drive. There's this place I need us to check out in Smallville." He looks over at Chloe. "I need you to put your computer skills to work. I have a list of possible links to the dumping site. So do your magic and Victor and I will be back as soon as we can."

"Let's roll." Victor stood up and adjusted his shirt. He walked over and opened the elavator door, waiting for Oliver.

"If you need anything, just call me." He said to Chloe in a soft sincere voice. He smiled and walked over getting into the elavator. He waved bye at Chloe as the elavator started to take him down stairs.

Chloe walked over to the desk and begin to look through the list. She had to focus today and come up with a lead for Oliver. She could worry about the picture and the almost kiss later.

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Oliver looked distracted as he drove down the road. Victor could tell that his mind wasn't on the dumping site. He knew that Oliver had a girl on his mind and he knew which one.

"I'm right, aren't I!" Victor stated.

Oliver glanced over at him with a confused look upon his face.

Victor scratched his nose and grinned. "Your digging Chloe."

Oliver laughed. "You've totally over fried your brain cells."

"C'mon, laugh it off. We've been in this tiny piece of tin for the past thirty minutes and you haven't said a word. That's not like you. Not when your on a mission anyway."

Oliver took a deep breathe. "The real reason why I asked you here instead of Bart and A.C. is because I think of you as a close friend. Someone that I can talk to and trust that it want go any farther than the two of us."

Victor smiles and nodds in agreement to Oliver's statement.

"What if I am falling for her?"

"What if you are? She's amazing. She's intelligent and she's beautiful and she looks good in tight jeans." He laughed. "Nah, seriously, man… Chloe is the girl for you without a shadow of a doubt."

Oliver smiles. "Everytime I'm near her, I just want to pull her close and kiss her. But I'm scared, Victor. I'm terrified."

Victor looks at him sadly. "Lois?"

"Lois meant everything to me. And I would be lieing if I said that I didn't care about her still. But there's something about Chloe that makes me feel… I don't know,… complete."

"I know exactly what you mean."

"Then there's the fact that Clark has feelings for Chloe and I know she has feelings for him." Oliver says as he pulls into the dirt road.

"I believe that any ship or hope of Clark and Chloe has longed sailed away. I know that they'll always have feelings for each other. But I don't think that Clark or Chloe will ever let that happen. But you can always ask Clark for permition." Victor said.

He came to a stop by a lake where barrels of green slime were dumped. "Maybe after we take care of all of this I can focus on me and Chloe." He looked over at Victor. "When I tell her how I feel I want it to be special. So don't tell anyone okay!"

"My lips are sealed." Victor said as he pretended to zip his lips.