Reunions.

Summary: Chloe goes back to Metropolis after traveling the world and is rescued by, Superman, who to her surprise is of cause Clark Kent. She gets an even bigger shock when she finds out about Lois.

This is my first go at fan fiction for Smallville. I am a fan of the programme, but whether I can write about it I'm going to leave up to you. Please review! Advice is welcome.

Chapter 1.

She stood out of the cab and looked round at her surroundings. The tall buildings, the Daily Planet. She remembered when she worked there, she had so many hopes of her career here, but a once in a life time opportunity came and she couldn't resist.

Now she trod along the ground she had as a teenager. Remembering her years with Clark and Lana and Lois, she hoped to use this chance to meet them again. If they hadn't moved on with their life. It was then that she saw blue and red glide through the sky in the corner of her eye. She turned round just in time to see a man stream through the air wearing a cape and….underpants on the outside! She had to hide her smile at that as people instantly started cheering.

"Superman! Superman!"

Superman? That would be a good one for the wall of weird.

She walked over to a newspaper stand as the flying "freak" disappeared over a building but she was nearly knocked off her feet as a newspaper reported ran past her desperate to get a photo of the hero. Steadying herself Chloe looked back. She had seemed familiar somehow.

"So, let's see how the Daily Planet's been handling without its best reporter." She said picking up the closest paper, sure enough the headlines was about underwear boy. She thought up that name the moment she saw him. She flipped through the paper and instantly saw Clark and Lois's names. She smiled, they chose a career in this after all the times they'd argued against her, looks like she had the last laugh. Well, they're still in town. She'd have to pay them a surprise visit. But first, she had to find her hotel.

Well, compared to Metropolis, her room wasn't exactly as classy as she thought it would be, but she'd had worse. After dumping her luggage on the bed she went over to her balcony and gazed at the view. She was high enough to get a good look at her surroundings. Standing on her tip-toes she tried to spot Smallville, she had of cause planned to stop by there for a day too. She thought that she could just make it out, scrambling onto the railing and pushing her self up. It was then that she heard a loud crack. Before she had time to react the railing gave way and she went along with it off the balcony. She screamed as she saw the ground hurtling towards her at an alarming speed. "This is it." She thought. "No Clark to rescue me this time." She scrunched her eyes tight not baring to see the ground come closer. She felt something hook under her, and she stopped falling. She braved a peek and saw she was in fact going up.

"What the?" She turned to see the face of a dark strong man.

"Oh my gosh, I've been rescued by underwear boy!"

"What?"

She realized that she'd actually spoke out loud. "Sorry." Now it was his turn to be surprised.

She felt his arms become loose and her body fall through the air again. She screamed, both terrified and frustrated when the ground stopped coming closer and she was once again in the arms of her hero.

"I'm sorry, but you didn't have to go as far as dropping me!" She straightened herself up once they were back on her balcony again.

"Sorry." He grinned. "You haven't changed."

"Excuse me?"

"You don't recognize me?"

"No offence, but I don't remember meeting a guy flying around in his underwear. Sorry."

"Chloe. It's me, Clark."

She almost fell off the balcony again in surprise, but managed to steady herself in time.

"Clark!"

"Yes."

"Oh my gosh. It's really you!" She drew him into a hug. "Well, I was hoping to meat you again, but not." She motioned her hand at his outfit.

He blushed a bit then. "I'm surprised you didn't recognize me, I would have thought your journalist instincts would have kicked in ages ago."

"And I thought you had moved already!"

Then she remembered the newspaper article, he had been the one to write up on the Superman case. "Talking of journalists, nifty of you using your secret identity to write those stories."

"Well, I don't get paid for this, I have to earn a living somehow!"

She grinned. "I always knew you'd do something amazing. And flying. I thought you were afraid of heights."

"I was." He grumbled. She just burst out laughing at the idea of Clark learning to fly when even going on top of a tall building scared him.

Clark just rolled his eyes. "I'd better get changed."

"Yeah." She couldn't agree more, but was surprised to hear his voice again. "I thought you were.." She turned around. There he was, clothed in a suit and glasses. "Super speed. I'm never going to get used to that." She grinned remembering the amount of times he had dashed off to save someone. The amount of times he had saved people at school, it was no surprise he made it into a career.

"How are things at the Daily Planet, coping without me?" They headed for his house walking briskly next to each other.

"Well, Parry White's the editor."

"Woe woe woe. Parry White? The drunken guy who tried to expose you and nearly got you killed Parry White? "That's the one. "

". I mean, he's good at his job and all, but I never realized he was such a drunk. I thought he would have lost his job by now. You're not just working there because he offered it to you, are you?"

"No, nothing like that."

"Good

. She smiled, still trying to get to grips that he could fly!