Clark looked down at Nick's frightened expression.

"Weapon? I didn't steal any weapon."

"Bruce said you stole some type of weapon." Clark replied.

"And you believe him?"

"I want to hear your side. Nick."

"He's Gotham's version of Lex Luthor. Don't you get it Clark, I'm the weapon."

Clark backed away slightly. He took this bit of information to his core. It did make since. He had a fear that Lex would somehow discover his power and try to use him as a weapon. What if this Bruce character was just like Lex or worse? He had no idea; he had just met him earlier in the day. All he knew about him was that he was a billionaire with a strange snooping hobby and a thing for his blonde reporter best friend. Bruce could be capable of anything.

"Bruce is trying to use you as some sort of weapon?" Clark asked.

"Does that surprise you?"

Then Andrea land right behind them. "What's going on?"

"Nick claims that Bruce is using him as some sort of weapon."

"You don't believe me?" Nick asked.

"It's a little hard to believe a guy that almost blasted my best friend." Clark retorted.

"It was Bruce I was trying to hit, to make him stop."

"Nick I thought we've been through this? This is not the way to go about it."

Clark gazed at Andrea impressed.

"She's right Nick. We can help you and make sure Bruce or Lex never use you again but not by murder. Exactly how was Bruce using you as a weapon?"

"I don't have to tell you a thing. I have things to do." Nick said about to leave.

Then Andrea put a hand on his shoulder stopping him.

"Nick, wait we want to help but you got to tell us what's going on."

"I already told you. I escaped from a lab in Gotham only to be captured in lab here."

"Bruce." Clark said angrily. Then he continued in a commanding voice, "Andrea, you stay here with Nick. I have to save Chloe."

"So what do we do now?" Bruce asked.

"I think we should go back to that lab."

"We? Did it ever occur to you that it could be a trap for you?"

"It could be a trap for anyone including someone that I care about. So we're going to the lab." Chloe commanded as she was getting her purse.

"Fine. Let's go, bring your lab top we'll probably need the data." Bruce insisted.

Chloe nodded in agreement and started putting her lab top in the large black bag it came in. Then she went in her closet standing on her tip toes picking up her large cardboard box labeled, "Chloe's gadgets." She carried it to her desk and then dropped it. It caused the desk to make this clunky sound as the box landed on it. Bruce looked at her intrigued.

"What is this?" Bruce said as he was looking behind her shoulder.

"Can't you read?" Chloe said pointing to the label.

"It's my box of gadgets." Chloe said excitedly.

"I can see that. So what kind of gadgets do you have?"

Chloe turned around smiling mischievously.

"I'll show you mine if you show me yours." Chloe said starting to hover over the box at an unsuccessful attempt at hiding it.

Bruce couldn't help but smile. Then he quickly changed his stance to stoic.

"We don't have time for this." Bruce said.

Chloe's mischievous smirk faded.

"Yeah, you're right Bruce. But I figured you have more then tracers and parachutes up your sleeve."

"As do you." Bruce said coming closer to her. She felt tingles shooting up through her arms. Suddenly she wanted to kiss him again. But like he had said they didn't have time for this. There was a very dangerous weapon out there and it was up to them to stop it. She brushed her thought away and took a couple of gadgets out of the box and stashed it in her purse.

"Lets go." Chloe said grabbing Bruce's hand. Bruce took her hand willingly and they both headed for the door.

Suddenly they both felt a big gust of wind.

Then Clark appeared looking livid.

"Geesh, Clark don't you ever knock." Chloe blurted out.