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The time was five to seven and the bullpen had died down to only the most prominent writers and those squeezing in last minute changes before giving their articles in to the editor. The lights were slightly lower and the coffee pot seemed to be always on as the ambitious reporters worked their socks off. Among them was a newly formed partnership, finishing up their first piece. Lois gave a final, triumphant tap to their keyboard and raised her arms into the air in celebration. "One front page article on the press conference, rewritten and spell-checked, submitted just before the deadline. We make a half decent team Smallville."

Clark couldn't help but enjoy the view as Lois' assets pressed against the fabric of her shirt. Stop it Kent, that's not how your persona acts. Fiddling with his glasses nervously, he averted his eyes and set them on the article they had just produced. It felt good to share a byline with someone like Lois. Not only was she the most beautiful person he had ever met in his life, mixing cute with downright sexy, but she seemed to match him hit for hit and had a compassionate side that he hadn't seen before. She had changed so much since her stay at the farm and Clark couldn't believe had longed after Lana for all that time. And she had been right there, under the same roof...

"Hello, Earth to Clark," Lois called out to him, now throwing her jacket around her shoulders. "You're in the city now. We move and think fast, no sitting around and moping for us. You're not in Smallville anymore Toto!"

"I'm sorry Lois, I'm just trying to take it all in. The impossible has just happened. I just wrote an article for the Daily Planet that may feature on the front page tomorrow to be read by millions around the world. Not only that but I had Lois Lane help me do it. My high school self would call me crazy if you told him that," Clark mused spinning in his chair and making the brunette wince at the sound as it squeaked.

Recovering quickly Lois turned to stare at her new partner. "Oh no Smallville, you don't get to say that you would find this crazy. After all, living it big in the city must have been a wet dream for Barnboy. Especially when you get to partner with someone of my calibre on your first day. How did you manage that anyway? I had to work my but off before I was even sniffed at."

"I can't tell you that Lois, then you'd know all my secrets," Clark said mysteriously, turning off his computer.

"The only secret I want to know of yours is your Mum's Apple Pie recipe. Other than that, there's not much more to the story of Clark Kent," Lois teased walking away from the twin desks towards the doors. Once she reached there, she looked back: "C'mon, I'll buy you a celebration drink. You managed to survive your first day without totally screwing things up, the whole being thrown out of the press conference aside."

"I have a feeling that that might happen more often than not," Clark whispered under his breath. Lois had a certain charm and some didn't quite see it in the same way as her friends and family did. I have a feeling I'll be following her out as we get removed more than once for sure. He was slightly relieved that his partner had fallen under the pretences that Clark Kent was nothing but a normal man.

"This better not be your first drink. I mean have they even heard of alcohol out in the town famous for its corn?" Lois laughed as the pair approached the main lobby and doors out of the Daily Planet.

"I'm in if there's alcohol involved," roared Steve Lombard clapping Lois on the shoulder.

Cat slinked around the muscular man and smiled. "I could do with a happy hour indulgence."

"Why not? May as well, seem a little date-ish anyway, wouldn't it partner?" Lois chimed in, getting into the mood.

"I, uh," Clark stumbled slightly at the irony but also how forward she was being.

"Ah leave the poor kid alone," laughed Steve, now clapping Clark's back- getting a put on 'ooff' for effect. The moustached man seemed to enjoy the gesture of masculinity and overcompensated even further by digging his hand into his pocket and pulling out a set of car keys. "How about I drive us in my Dodge to a local bar where we'll get cheap drinks and a nice place to sit because I happen to know the owner from my bullfighting days back in Spain." He clicked the fob and a bright orange Dodge Charger flashed in recognition.

"Sounds good to me," said Cat dashing forward and opening the door so that Clark and Lois could bundle into the back. "Stop lying about Spain though, everyone knows you never really went there on a gap year. And the car isn't even yours! You were rented it so that you could write an article on it." The rest of the gang snickered like school children as the bulky man walked around to the driver's side.

"What can I say Cat? I have to say these things if I'm going to impress a beautiful lady like yourself," he outrageously flirted. The whole car seemed to drop as he fell into the driver's seat and inserted the keys into the ignition. Cat joined him on the passengers side and put on the radio. The intro to Johnny B. Goode by Chuck Berry broke out and Lombard broke into a massive grin as he put the car in gear. "Next stop, MacLaren's!"

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Green Arrow was sprinting over rooftops, rushing to get to a cry for help. He finally reached the lip of a building that formed part of a murky alley and without hesitation he drew a titanium arrow from his quiver. Between his imaginary crosshairs was a hairy man dressed in leather pushing himself up again a young girl, one hand holding her neck and the other fiddling with the belt holding up his cargo trousers. The Emerald Archer hesitated no longer and let fly.

The thug heard the shot as it cut through the air before he felt the pain. The arrow head sliced between the pair, through a gap that seemed inhumanely possible and into his wrist. It was expertly placed, in the space between the two bones in the forearm before they met the palm. This meant that the criminal had no permanent damage despite the metal penetrating all the way through the flesh and out the other side where it buried itself into a dumpster. "Argh! What the fuck?" he shouted as blood spewed from the wound.

The Green Arrow swung down from three storeys up on a zip line and landed fluidly. "I wouldn't try to pull that out if I were you. If you think that's a lot of blood then wait until the vein it comes from isn't partially blocked by the world's best arrow," He warned, knowing that if he scared the criminal, he would be easier to contain. "Your best bet is to wait until the authorities arrive with the paramedics."

"Putting the call through now Arrow," Chloe informed him reassuringly through the comm in his ear. The sound of her voice was incredibly sexy despite the circumstances. "Don't forget about the girl QuickSilver, she still needs you." This is where Oliver felt slightly out of his comfort zone. He could happily put away bad guys and dealing with women who were after his wallet came as second nature. He turned towards her, lowering his bow and wishing the hood, distorter and sunglasses were a little less intimidating. The girl was crouched, almost sat on the cold hard concrete, her face drenched with tears and she didn't look up at her hero, instead burying her eyes downward. What do you say to a young girl who has just had a much older man force himself onto her? "Check if she's ok and reassure her you're on the good side. Right now, you're probably looking like the next villain in her fairytale," Chloe advised, helping Oliver regain his confidence.

"Don't be afraid. I'm not going to hurt you. Your safe now," the Modern Day Robin Hood promised the teenager, reeling from his excessive use of cliches. "He will never touch you again."

The Green Arrow stretched out a gloved hand and after a moments hesitation, he felt fingers of a smaller, fragile hand wrap around it. He helped her up and was slightly shocked as she dived into a full embrace. Slightly taken aback, the hero recovered and returned the gesture in a reassuring hug. "Thank you," she breathed against his leather covered chest. "He came out of nowhere and I know I shouldn't have walked home at this time of night let alone been this unprepared but I had to get this job," she burst out in a rush.

"A job? You must be fifteen at most. Where are your parents?" The hero asked, pulling away slightly so he could look at her face.

"I'm an orphan, I escaped from my care home where they abused the kids. I just couldn't take it anymore. I found this place and I heard Mr Angger could get work for anyone, no questions asked. I can't go back there now so it was this or nothing," she explained.

Oliver knew of Jim Angger's dirty exploits. From illegal gambling to prostitution, he swam in every murky body of water he possibly could. "I'm sorry about that," he said, realising it didn't sound very comforting with the metallic voice. "Never think about going into Angger's line of work again and take this to help you stay afloat for now," he instructed, pulling out $200 out of a pocket made for just an occasion. "I promise you, as long as you do good, honest things, your life will become infinitely better..." he trailed, indicating she should fill in with her name.

"Katie Cullingham. And thank you. I don't even know you or your name," the girl gushed, after carefully taking the money.

"A name restricts a person from becoming what they potentially could be. Their actions become a gesture for good and so the cause is furthered. A cause that everyone of us can pursue no matter who we are nor the circumstances we are in. But for the record, you can call me Green Arrow when you tell everyone about me," he added in cheekily before firing off a Grapple Arrow off out to the skyscrapers, for the Police had just arrived around the corner.

"Nice job, Arrow, I think you might have turned that person's life around," Chloe complimented down the line. "Maybe we should call it a night?"

"Just one last offense before i go," he informed his sidekick, soaring through the air.

Chloe took the device out of her ear as the normal background noise and the oddly attractive voice that went with it cut off with a beep and a click. She was staring at the comm when The Green Arrow went flying through the window for the second time in two nights. This time he didn't shatter any panes of glass as he came through the space but still managed to scare the apartment's occupant. Her laptop almost ended up on the floor and the comm shot from her hand. Luckily, the hero made the catch and set it down on the coffee table. Chloe recovered herself and stood up, arms crossed. "Nice catch, Outlaw of Nottingham," she lead sarcastically but with a smile that reassured him he wasn't in any trouble. "I thought you had one last crime to stop?"

"Yeah well, leaving a beautiful woman like yourself, who has taken the time to help you seek out the scum of the Earth, without a thank you would land me with some serious jail time," Green Arrow flirted.

Chloe suddenly became quite self conscious of what she was wearing. In her concentration, she hadn't really thought about her comfort and now remembered that she still had the green leather jacket on from lunch with Oliver Queen. "You don't have to thank me. While I don't have the skills to go out into the back alleys and fight criminals hand to hand, I like to think I can do my bit for the good of the world," she said, turning her back on the hero and slipping off the coat.

"Oh no don't do that, it fitted perfectly with the login name," he joked, jumping forward with his arm stretched for melodramatic effect. When she pivoted and gave him a look that told him he might get in trouble if he carried on. "Sorry, I was only joking."

"I know that. You are nowhere near as sharp as the arrowheads in your quiver," Chloe shot back, enjoying the blow for blow action. She span around and perched herself on the edge of her breakfast bar, letting her high heels drop off. "You did a fantastic job tonight. I think if we keep this up, we can make a difference."

"Thanks. I couldn't have done it without you being my guardian angel. If you hadn't of helped, I would have been running around like a headless chicken for most of the evening and then any criminals I did find would have probably bled to death by now anyhow," Oliver summarized.

"You're being a little harsh on yourself, but we do make a good team. Five muggings, two car jacks, a robbery and a rape prevented in one evening and I know you've impacted that girl's life for the better," Chloe genuinely commended. It had been inspiring to listen to her hero help the young girl.

"I can only thank you again Chloe. I think being a hero isn't just stopping crime but helping people find the good in them," he set out his ideals.

"I think I know someone who you'd get on very well with. You'd probably set up some sort of organisation or something so you could have group therapy sessions about justice," she laughed at the sight of Clark and Green Arrow sat around, sipping coffee and debating techniques on saving people. It all seemed a little surreal.

"As long as you'd be around to guide us," Oliver said stepping forward again and leaning against the back of her sofa so that he was face to face with his sidekick. "I have a feeling that without someone at the helm, we'd only end up bickering all the time."

"Sorry to let you down there, but I'm more than happy with my place at the Daily Planet. Coffee?" She asked, grabbing a mug and pouring herself a forth cup of coffee. It was heaven in a cup.

"No thanks, gotta avoid that stuff if I'm to keep the muscles," the hero replied, flexing his bulging biceps for effect.

Woah. Chloe set down her coffee and pretended to fall off the countertop. "Jesus Arrow, your ego almost took me right off this ledge," she smirked, looking into his sunglasses. Despite what she said, a tender moment passed between them.

The Emerald Archer coughed lightly, doing the gentlemanly thing of breaking the tension, even if the look she was giving him was driving him wild. "So you mentioned the we could make a difference. Does that mean you plan on doing this again?" He probed.

"If you'd have me," Chloe responded, grinning and looking into her cup.

"Only if you let me pick your nickname," Oliver challenged causing Chloe's head to snap up.

"Because the last two went so well," Chloe teased, pushing her hero away playfully. "I mean Lighthouse? If I was reviewing your naming skills, I definitely would have pointed that out as a big no no!"

"I'm sorry if I can't think of anything Shakespeare worthy while diving from rooftop to rooftop," the Modern day Robin Hood defended himself lightly, picking himself up and turning away from her so his back was facing her.

"I'll remember that when your required to think fast on the job," Chloe pushed some more, hopping down from the breakfast bar and standing behind the man.

"WatchTower!" Oliver exclaimed loudly, spinning around.

The petite blonde had managed to herself get right up into his personal space by accident and despite the fact that if a stranger walked into the apartment, they would think they had interrupted an intimate moment but Chloe didn't care. It was comfortable. "I like it. Punchy and professional. I think I can work with WatchTower."

"I'm glad that you like it," the hero whispered, struck by how close she was to him. Ah what the hell, bite the bullet. Raising his gloved hand, Green Arrow gently stroked the hair from the fair face that was before him and kissed her gently. What started off as tentative quickly turned into hard hitting passionate as the pair desperately pulled at one another. She tasted of coffee and his tongue found itself dominated by Chloe's, something that hadn't happened to him before. Her skin was soft and he enjoyed the sensation of feeling the hairs on the back of her neck standing up. Her body was warm from being inside and he pressed up against her as the pair grew slightly more aggressive.

Chloe indulged herself in the kiss and for once in her life, let herself throw caution to the wind and give into her desires. This kind of thing never really happened to her and for now she wasn't going to worry about the consequences. Her fingers gasped at his leather as one of her hands ran along his muscular spine while the other was placed on his chest, pressing into his defined collarbones (even through the material). His touch was cool as the night outside and her senses burned with the feel of it as she gripped at his lapels, tugging him onto her in carnal lust.

This action caused the pair to overbalance and they stumbled over the back of the couch, landing awkwardly in a mess of limps and clothing. It was a miracle Green Arrow's sunglasses remained on his face as the pair broke briefly to rearrange themselves. Chloe lay under him, her head between cushions, staring up at her partner towering over her. He dived down to seize her lips once again, not bothering with unnecessary words and she rose to meet him just as eagerly. The laptop, his equipment and a steaming mug of some of the most expensive coffee lay forgotten as the pair shared each other's bodies to a level beyond simple desire.

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Author's Note: Heyoo from Las Vegas! Yes I am in the gambling home which is insane. I've only been here a couple of hours and I'm so jet lagged (it's about midnight back in the UK and I've been up 24 hours straight haha). But I had to get this out to you guys as you were so good to me last week. The only thing is I might have to stop posting until I Get back which sucks buuuuut I will write whenever I can to try and prevent that, no promises though!

I really enjoyed writing this chapter and I wish I had the time to finish the Daily Planet scene, but Ill have that to you next time. This chapter was ridiculousLy fluffy but I don't care as Chlollie needed the love :D

On to the best people on the planet: reviewers. Thanks to RollingUpHigh for reviewing and I hope this big step in their relationship (kinda) will quench your thirst. Same goes for the guest who reviewed, I wish could could address you by a name :) On to honestly my favourite person on the site: Flpirate305. Thank you so much for taking the time to write so much, I feel on top of the world when I see something like this so thanks again! You pretty much experienced exactly what I want my readers to feel and it gives me confidence that I am actually succeeding in my goal. Victor's struggle will become very important to his character and the development of his and Kara's relationship. Speaking of we will see more of her soon as she is so much fun to write. As for lighthouse, I'm sorry Im a bit of a tease. But we've got it right now and I hope you saw Chloe's comment/shout out to you in this chapter! Thank you again for the longest review I've ever seen and you have become a motivational muse (not in a creepy WB Yeats way) to me. Ica013, you were the first person I fully interacted with on this site and were actually the reason I felt brave enough to start posting. I'm beyond happy to hear you are still reading and it honestly doesn't matter if you are catching up. Thank you for your comment on the GA and Chloe intro, it filled me with pride and gratitude towards you. I hope enjoy what's to come. Finally onto the latest guest review (and wish I could address you by a name but hey). I really appreciate your feedback, even if it is critical and I plan/have made changes. You make a solid point, for a fic as long as mine, there isn't a lot of romance yet but I wanted to go for an angle that was similar to the comics and that meant for delays. However, I have decided to change the description so that it is less misleading. There will be some to come but I'm not sure how long that will take given the previous 40,000 words. I will stick with my couples though as I like the number of interactions and story lines that come with them. Thank you for telling me your grievances and I hope you are satisfied with the adjustments I have made. I also hope you keep reading but that of course is up to you. Thanks again to all my reviewers and I hope to hear from you soon.

Keeping up with the couples talk, I have decided to drop Batman and Selina for now as there just isn't enough room at the moment. Batman will still be important in regards to Metallo and Selina will return after he is dealt with. Sorry about that!

Anyway see you guys next time and thanks again!

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