When Oliver returned Chloe was sitting on her couch, laptop on her lap, and she was typing away. She scowled when she saw him.

"Would it have made any difference to you if I told you I was a Prince?"

"I…..no.."

"Well then?" he smiled sitting next to her and putting her legs over his lap.

"I…."

"You what?" he tried to get it out of her.

"I just don't like being made to feel foolish."

"I never meant to. It's not something I think about. Heck most people don't even care that I be called anything but genie. It never crossed my mind to tell you."

"What did your father say?"

"He was going to look into it. He can feel the Evil too." He paused smiling at her and she smiled back.

"You want some coffee?" she asked getting up. She was still very guarded.

"Sure." He spoke following her into her kitchen. She opened the cabinet and groaned. She was supposed to go to the Grocery store and forgot.

"Oh, damnit!" she spoke flustered.

"Chloe?"

"God you're a prince! I'm just, just a girl." She spoke softly. He moved toward her very slowly. "I just wish I had some coffee that would never run out." She spoke frustrated. She then gasped at what she said, he was just smiling. "Oh god, what did I do?" she ran from the room and to her master bath. He closed his eyes and granted her wish. He then sighed and looked toward the bathroom. He gave her a few minutes and then made his way over to the door. He knocked and she didn't answer. He smiled, closed his eyes and sifted underneath the door. She was sitting on the floor, back against the tub and her face buried In her hands. He sat down in front of her.

"What's going on Chloe?" he spoke softly.

"I wasted a wish on something stupid." she spoke.

"No," he smiled, "Not all wishes are about world peace, thwarting poverty, cars, or even riches. You asked for something that I can easily give you."

"But I have only 2 left????" She looked at him her face tear stained.

"I'm not following…."

"Don't you get it Lois and Clark are right. I fell hard for someone who's going to break my heart."

He looked up toward the ceiling, searching his thoughts carefully "No Chloe they're not." He moved to sit next to her. He pulled her hand into his, "My mother—she was from the village next to ours. She was a servant girl for my family."

"But you're father is…."

"A King? Yeah. When they met he was in fact a genie of the lamp."

"Why are you telling me this?"

"Love finds a way, no matter what the obstacle? Who would have thought that a servant girl could be a Queen? And a Queen of the genies at that, and she is very well loved by our people."

"But she came from your home though, she is cut from the same cloth you are…err…you know what I mean. I get that you have homes, families, and friends. But they are all genies right? I've been sitting thinking about this. I'm human Ollie? Little ol mortal homosapien me. You said it yourself you can't remember how old you are…"

"462," he answered.

She gasped, "You're so robbing the cradle."

"It's not the years that matter, Chloe" he spoke kissing her hand, "but the moments. Yes I've lived a long life but everything up to now pales in comparison." He pulled her into his lap and held her.

"You don't fight fare."

"And I won't let you push me away. It took me 444 years to find you…" He closed his eyes and her bathtub was full. "I'm going to go and see If I can find anything regarding the great evil." He spoke standing with her; now naked in his arms. He gently set her in the tub. "I will be in the lamp if you need me." The pendant appeared in his hands, "keep this around your neck."

"But its flat?" she asked, "How can you?"

"It's magic Chloe." He smiled and leaned and kissed her. He put the pendant around her neck, closed his eyes and disappeared into the lamp…..

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Chloe finished her bath, toweled off and went back into her kitchen. She looked in the cabinet and it was chock full of coffee, the good stuff. She just shook her head. She brewed a pot, poured a cup, and went back to her computer.

She couldn't help thinking about Lex. Every time there was great evil around he was it. She knew that it had been a few years since he was lost in the Arctic. She searched all the databases that she could think of and nothing. She worked on some of her other articles and finished off her pot of coffee. She went to the master bedroom and went to bed…

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The alarm went off early in the morning; she got up, showered, and dressed. She grabbed her brief case and her coat and headed to the office. She had a crazy busy day. Not only did she have to file several stories but she had to also make her way over the Ritz for a press conference. A podium was set up and there was already a pool of reporters present. She made her way to the front, with a little pushing and shoving. She took out her Steno pad and waited. A young business woman in a sharp suit stepped up to the podium with at least 3 guards around her.

"Ladies and gentlemen of the press, I am pleased to report that in two days time Lex Luthor will be personally hosting a gala for the reopening of Luthor Corp. As you know his disappearance was highly publicized. There were many that speculated that he had gone insane following the death of his father. That was absolutely incorrect. He has merely been in seclusion grieving. Although Lionel was deeply disturbed he was still Mr. Luthors' father,"

"Excuse me, so he wasn't in Belle Reeve?" A reporter asked

"No."

"So what's the purpose of his return? His fathers company was under government investigation?" Chloe asked.

"He wants to make right the things that Lionel did." She spoke. "The gala will be Friday and invitations have been sent out. A press release will go out this after noon outlining the details."

"Why isn't Mr. Luthor here and pardon the question but who are you?" Tess glared at Chloe until she saw the pendant. She had seen that before.