Chapter 34
It was useless to continue the pretense of sleep. She stretched and yawned as she sat up on the couch.
"Oh, hey Chloe. When d'you get here? Where's Clark?"
"Clark had to run an errand. He'll be back soon. I just got here a little bit ago and I told him I would stay with you. He was worried about your misadventure today. How're you feeling? Are you tired?"
Lois stifled another yawn. "Just a little groggy."
Chloe nodded. "Do you want me to get you anything? Coffee? There's pie."
"Mmmm, pie." As soon as she'd said it her stomach grumbled noisily, as if to underscore her request.
"Okay, you don't have to yell at me. I'm on it." Chloe joked, as she went to the kitchen to retrieve a cup of coffee and a slice of pie.
"Chloe, since you're here, can you help me with something?"
"Sure, what's up?"
"As part of this new 'Operation Total Recall' mission that we are all on, Clark thought it might be a good idea for me to look at some of the articles I was working on before the accident. It's all stored in my laptop and its' all password protected. He thought that you might be able to help me with retrieving the lost passwords since you know my mothers' maiden name and all the stuff they might ask. He also said that if you couldn't help walk me through the password retrieval, that you had some major hacker skills."
Chloe laughed. "There's no need for hacker action—I already know your passwords."
"Huh! I like that! This is information we really could have used earlier today." She huffed, but she wasn't really angry, as she remembered the fun she and Clark had had as he had tried to help her plug in the missing pieces of the Lois puzzle.
Chloe rose from the chair across from the couch, and headed to the computer. Her fingers danced over the keyboard, as the computer blinked and came to life. She quickly logged into Lois' email account.
"Hmm, look at that. That is one huge file attachment--it's from Oliver."
"Well, let's open it and see what it's about." Lois said, taking a seat next to Chloe.
Lois,
I know I hurt you, I never meant to. You told me that you wouldn't wait for me, and I don't blame you. I just didn't expect to see it.
I hope you are happy with the Boy Scout.
Ollie
Chloe shot Lois a quizzical look and Lois shrugged back at her.
"I have not idea what he means."
Chloe turned her attention back to the computer and clicked the link for the attached video file. The digital surveillance film stuttered and blinked in dark shadows of grays and blacks. Chloe didn't immediately know what she was seeing, but Lois recognized the clock tower instantly—she'd been dreaming of this very scene for days.
"How . . . ?" The question died on her lips.
Chloe looked at Lois, still puzzled, not only due to the email, but by Lois' inability to form a coherent question. She turned her attention back to the screen, her eyes growing wide as she realized that the couple locked in the throes of passion and oblivious to the camera were Lois and Clark.
"Chlo, why would Oliver have this?"
"I don't know." Chloe said, worrying her lip.
"Do you think he was spying on us?"
"I'm not sure, but I have a feeling that Oliver might always record surveillance footage of his apartment, and that he just happened to catch this by accident."
"Olivers' apartment?"
"Yeah-huh."
"Why would we go there?"
"I have no idea Lois. I didn't even know about this until just now."
"Oh."
"Did you?"
"Did I?"
"Did you know about this? Is it familiar to you? Are you remembering anything?"
"I have been seeing this scene in my dreams." Do I dare to tell her the rest? Would she have me committed if I told her that Clark flew to the tower with me clinging to him? "I thought it was a dream."
