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    One Stone (PG-13)

    My first stab at Chlex

    Title: One Stone
    Author: Minnie-May
    Distribution: Archive permission granted to: Naughty-seduction, Girl Friday, Electric, all others please ask Disclaimer: I don’t own any of these characters. Obviously. Although I wouldn't mind owning Lex ^_~
    Summary: "So Ms. Sullivan the question on my mind is this; why do interviews with you tend to end in murder and mayhem?" Chlex
    Rating: PG-13
    Feedback: Yes please! Send to: sweet_senshi@hotmail.com
    Spoilers: S1 and beginning of S2
    Author's Notes: It's like the Chlex version of Mission Impossible! Only not.

    Chapter 1: Not Another Interview?


    The cold, still air rushed around the stalled car with amazing ferocity. Chloe Sullivan hunkered down further in the leather seat and tried to disappear in her fleece jacket. Meanwhile, the man next to her was throwing expletives at the car in some kind of macho hope that he could insult the thing enough to start up again.


    "Son of a bitch!" Lex Luthor cursed, bringing his hand down hard on the steering column.

    Chloe jumped a bit in her seat at the venom in Lex’s voice, something she had never heard before. Lex was always so calm and controlled, every word perfectly weighed for it’s exact meaning. She had never seen him angry enough to be beating the crap out of a dead car in the middle of the woods in what was probably the second worst storm in Smallville’s history. Chloe couldn’t help but let out a small chuckle about the whole situation.

    Lex’s icy blue stare alerted her that laughing at an angry man was probably not the best thing to do. ‘I must be cracking up already’ Chloe thought, shaking her head wearily.

    "I’m sorry, did I interrupt your conversation with the car? Because that was really helpful" Chloe snapped, disliking the way Lex’s gaze pinned her to the seat.

    "Oh, and you’re doing much better Ms. Sullivan?" Lex inquired hotly.

    "I’m not talking to a car" Chloe pointed out reasonably.

    A small smirk pulled at the corners of Lex’s mouth, seemingly almost in spite of himself and the bald billionaire shook his head in defeat. He stared straight forward where the windshield of the car was being pounded with pouring rain. Chloe began rubbing her hands together to regain feeling in her fingers. ‘Not the fingers’ she thought numbly, ‘I need those for typing.’

    Lex turned slowly and faced the tiny blonde occupying the passenger seat. His tone was more conversational now when he spoke and he seemed to be making himself comfortable in his seat.

    "So Ms. Sullivan the question on my mind is this; why do interviews with you tend to end in murder and mayhem?"

    ‘If only I knew,’ Chloe thought.

    ***

    A Few Days Earlier

    "Come on Clark, one interview can’t hurt!" Chloe complained, stirring the whipped cream around in her coffee. She hadn’t ordered whipped cream and she usually didn’t let the sugary stuff get within five feet of her coffee. She felt it diluted the caffeine somehow, although when Clark called her on it she couldn’t come up with a reasonable explanation as to how. It just seemed when it came to important matters, like coffee, you should keep things simple.


    Of course when Lana Lang had walked over; hair out of sorts, apron messy from God knows what, and announced that this coffee was possibly the first she had gotten right all day Chloe just didn’t have the heart to tell Lana she had screwed up yet again. Ever since spring break the Talon had been ridiculously understaffed, leading to it’s patron taking on most of the waitressing duties herself. And Chloe, having witnessed the coffee cup massacre of ’02, remembered full well how good Lana was at waitressing.


    "Yes one interview CAN hurt. Don’t you remember what happened the last time you tired to interview Lex Luthor?" Clark demanded, his eyes worried. Sometimes Clark reminded Chloe of a big, overprotective puppy dog.


    "No, not really. But I’m sure that’s mostly on account of the concussion," Chloe said, smirking as she dumped some of the whipped cream into Clark’s cup. He didn’t even notice, his mouth going agape as he stared at her.


    "Chloe that’s not funny! You could have died!"


    "But I didn’t and these are two totally different circumstances. You have no idea how important this interview is. Students from every school in the state are allowed to enter one article and out of all of those articles the Daily Planet board will award *one* shiny plaque for student journalistic achievement. Do you know what that would look like on a college resume, not to mention a real life one?" Chloe asked, leaning forward across the table and trying to drive her point home.


    "Come on Chlo, can’t you write about something else? It doesn’t have to be Lex Luthor, how about some wall of weird stuff? That’s always good for some investigative journalism" Clark suggested, sounding much too eager.


    "As much as I hate to say this Clark, Principal Kwan was right when he said that the Wall of Weird was a far cry from credible journalism. No one will believe anything on that wall" Chloe said swiping a piece of Clark’s muffin.

    In the background Chloe heard the faint crash of glasses that had become no more noticeable than any of the other background noises. Out of the corner of her eye Chloe saw Lana pop up from behind a table and announce to the crowd in the Talon that she was fine and that their drinks were coming out soon. Much grumbling abounded in the coffee house and Chloe turned her attention back to Clark, who was still in the process of brainstorming for her.


    "You could always cover local events around here, you know get to the heart of the less Wall of weird strange things that happen. Like Mr. Erich’s haunted house or… OH! How about doing a piece on the guy with the pigeons?" Clark asked excitedly.


    "That’s Mr. Erich too, he owns the monopoly on small town weirdness."


    "Oh."


    "Everyone is going to be turning in puff pieces like that Clark. What I need is something to set me apart, something to break me away from the crowd. An interview with THE Lex Luthor? I’ll be in a league all my own. So come on Clark, just ask him and see if he says yes" Chloe pleaded with Clark, forcing her eyes to do that round doe-eyed thing she had seen so many times in movies. Instead of looking pouty Chloe looked so surprised that Clark turned around briefly to see if someone was behind him. Chloe decided the look needed refinement.


    "Fine, I’ll ASK. If Lex says no the case is closed right?" Clark finally conceded, sinking back into his chair as if the small blonde had sucked all the life out of him. His blue eyes that bored into Chloe’s were full of worry but she didn’t take any heed of that at all. She was up out of her seat in a second and was squashing Clark in a giant hug.


    "Thanks so much! You’re the best friend a girl could want!" Chloe said happily.


    "Or I’m the most gullible" Clark muttered miserably into Chloe’s hair.


    "But that’s what makes you so great."


    Behind the two hugging figures a loud crash followed by the hollow thunking of pots and pans resounded from behind the counter. Clark and Chloe broke out of their embrace and turned to see a disheveled Lana exit the back room covered in flour.


    "That’s it, the Talon is officially closed until further notice!" Lana said and with as much pride as was left in her, she took off her apron, threw it on the counter and exited the coffee house.


    "So" Chloe said, turning back to Clark after Lana had stormed out. Clark’s eyes were glued to the door that Lana had disappeared from. Of course.


    "Free coffee?"

    **

    "I don’t pay you to second guess and if you keep evading the question Mr. Jones I won’t be paying you at all anymore" Lex said, aggravation creeping into his otherwise calm tone. He sat at the wide oak desk in his spacious office; the stained glass panels above his head painting him in reds and blues. His left hand pressed the telephone a bit too tightly to his ear. In his right hand he was squeezing a bright red stress ball for all it was worth, watching the smiley face on the ball’s surface twist and distort. It was oddly satisfying, Lex thought and was glad he hadn’t thrown away Clark’s present.


    The voice on the other end was tinged with apprehension but trying to maintain a professional calm. He wasn’t doing a particularly good job at it and as he replied to Lex his voice rose and fell unsteadily.


    "I’m sorry Mr. Luthor, I just wanted to make sure that I was right. I’ve checked and rechecked the numbers and there’s no mistake. We’re down at least ten points and Spencen is making what I would imagine to be the first steps in a" here the voice faltered entirely. A second later it continued on but with far less assurance, like a little boy about to be scolded. "It looks like a take over sir."


    Lex swore under his breath. A take over, of course it was. Harold Spencen had been much too inquiring lately; much too sickly sweet. The articles that were written about LexCorp lately couldn’t be discounted either, Spencen apparently had a few Kansas newspapers in his payroll. Considering the recent rash of articles about foul play at the Smallville plant, bribery and embezzlement it was no surprise that consumer confidence was down. It was the perfect opportunity to make a move.


    "Sir?" the lackey on the other end inquired in fear. The door to Lex’s office edged open and Clark stood just within the doorway with a weary smile. Lex waved his friend in and then turned back to the phone.


    "Just send out those papers I faxed you and keep an eye on the market for me" Lex replied and then hung up the phone without a farewell. He didn't have time for incompetent lemmings who had to have their hands held through everything.


    "Something wrong?" Clark asked, leaning his hip against the desk and raising his brow at Lex.


    "Just the wonderful world of business Clark" Lex commented wryly, then took in Clark’s demeanor and added. "Or should I be the one wondering what’s wrong? Something on your mind?"


    "No" Clark said, picking up the stress ball and stretching the face out until it almost popped. "At least not my mind anyway. Chloe’s mind, there’s something on Chloe’s mind."


    "Not another dance?"


    "No, nothing like that" Clark said and looked up at Lex through his dark bangs. Lex curbed the impulse to shake Clark until he spit it out and instead leaned back in his chair and stapled his fingers.


    "She wants to interview you" Clark said, as if announcing that Chloe wanted to change her name to Barbie and try out for cheerleading.


    "Doesn’t she remember what happened the last time?" Lex asked.


    "Apparently."


    "And she still wants an interview?"


    "Without a doubt."


    "Interesting," Lex allowed the smirk he had been reigning in to grace his face. "Of course I’ll have to deny her that interview but tell her that I appreciate her commitment."


    Clark looked a bit taken aback by this comment, as if it was the exact opposite of what he expected. Then he smiled and his entire posture relaxed.


    "So no? Good. I mean not good, bad….very….bad" Clark try to backtrack lamely.


    "Didn’t want me corrupting your girl Friday there Clark?" Lex asked, amusement hiding the sting of that realization. So much for having at least one person to stick up for him in Smallville.


    "It’s not that! I just," Clark paused for a moment. "The last time Chloe almost died and I remember wondering ‘My God, what would I do without Chloe’." Clark’s voice was absolutely earnest, as was his explanation, and Lex felt the smile on his face go from fake to natural.


    "Don’t worry about the interview Clark, more bad press is the last thing I need right now" Lex answered, pushing himself out of his seat and crossing to a window. There was an idea there, floating just under the surface and trying to fight its way out. Bad press….bad press….


    "Well I’ll be sure to tell Chloe what you said. Good luck with the business thing," Clark said, practically skipping his way over to the door. Lex turned abruptly from the window and faced Clark with sparkling eyes.


    "Clark! Wait! Tell Ms. Sullivan she has her interview."

    ***

    TBC

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    I already gave you a review so all I am going to tell you is more please :biggrin:


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    Hee. Oh, silly Clark. I'm sure once this is all over, Lex'll send you a big fruit basket as thanks.

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    well, hope to see what is happening soon, coz i'm a bit confused now. :unsure: but great verbal judo scene.

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    Sounds extremely intresting and unique. So update soon please .

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    Awwww thanks so much everyone! *blushes* I feel all special now. Ok, next chapter coming....

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    Chapter 2: Shifty Looks and Fuzzy Coats

    Chloe had been in the mansion before so it’s hugeness didn’t intimidate her as much as it had the first time. One of the house personnel was leading her to Lex’s office and she hasten to catch up with his long strides. When she had gotten to the house earlier that evening she had been excited. Finally she was getting the story of a lifetime, the chance to interview a million dollar man and ask the tough questions. She had been sorting through how she would set up the interview in her head, her brain whirling with nervous activity. Of course that was nearly a half hour ago and at the current moment the only emotion she was feeling was annoyance.


    Lex Luthor had hired a crack staff of security personnel for the mansion that had spent the better part of the last half hour clearing her to go into the house. Apparently Lex had neglected to tell them that she would be coming.


    Chloe glanced over and saw herself reflected back in a window right outside the door to Lex’s study. Despite herself she felt her stomach flip when she realized what window it was and turned around quickly to focus her attention elsewhere. Wordlessly the security guard ushered her into the study and slammed the doors behind her.


    "You have friendly guards Mr. Luthor. I think they were about five minutes from giving me a strip search" Chloe snapped as Lex entered through a side door. He gave her a sideways look as he sat down behind his desk and motioned for her to take a seat across from him.


    "My guards are very thorough, although surprisingly most intruders end up getting into the house anyway. You must have looked shifty Ms. Sullivan" Lex replied airily, his gaze locked on her.


    "I think it’s probably the fuzzy coat; just screams ‘homicidal manic’. Although in my defense I don’t actually own the coat" Chloe said, swinging her bag over her shoulder and setting it down on her lap.


    "Really?" Lex replied, sounding intrigued. "So a homicidal manic and a thief? I’m impressed."


    "I just stole it from Lana’s closet but thanks, it’s tricky getting in there when she’s not home and the whole house is deserted" Chloe muttered sarcastically, searching in her bag for her tape recorder.


    "It’s very" Lex paused for a moment here and allowed his gaze to sweep Chloe entirely, making her squirm in her seat. "Fuzzy."


    "Well I’ll be sure to pass the compliment on to Lana," Chloe remarked, pulling her tape recorder out of her bag with some difficulty and setting it down on the desk.


    "So should we start the interview now or do you want to hear about the time I borrowed Lana’s lipstick and didn’t even ask?"


    Lex laughed as he leaned across the table and placed his hand over Chloe’s. Chloe felt her heart leap into her chest at the contact with Lex’s smooth skin. To cover up her blush she raised a questioning eyebrow at him. Lex pulled Chloe’s hand away from the tape recorder and picked it up himself, then leaned back into his chair.


    "I think you misunderstand me Ms. Sullivan. There will be no interview."


    Chloe stared at Lex blankly for nearly a full minute before she could produce a sound. What did he mean, no interview? He had already agreed to it, Clark had told her so with the most plaintive look on his face. ‘You don’t just back out of an interview when you’ve already agreed to one’, Chloe fumed. ‘I need that award’, Chloe thought furiously, ‘and I’m getting an interview if I have to torture it out of him.’


    "Pardon me but I think I’m hearing things, probably a by product of hearing some kind of police code for the last half hour. Did you just say that you won’t do the interview?" Chloe asked in disbelief.


    "That’s exactly what I said" Lex replied calmly.


    That was the only thing Chloe needed to hear before she went off on a long rant about responsibilities and interviews and awards. Lex’s eyes went very wide as Chloe felt herself continue to ramble on in loud, angry tones. She knew she was making a fool of herself in front of Lex and she desperately wanted to shut up but she apparently no longer had any control over her mouth. She was going on Chloe-rant auto pilot and there was no stopping her now.


    "It’s my one chance to show the Daily Planet what I’m made of and to set myself apart from the crowd! Do you know what my chances are going to be like, trying to get into one of the better journalism schools when I go to Smallville High? I need to distinguish myself as a serious journalist and I’m never going to be able to do that if I write my application article on Mr. Erich and his pigeons!" Chloe took a moment to pull in a deep breath and Lex held up his hand to stop her from continuing.


    "Please Ms. Sullivan, take a breath. I was afraid for a moment that your head was going to explode. Now" Lex said calmly, "what about this man and his pigeons?"


    Chloe let out a loud, strangled yelp and stared at Lex in defiance. She was seeing red now. Not only was Luthor not agreeing to the interview, now he was teasing her. And at the moment her pride was all she had left.


    "Lex!" she yelled. Lex let out a laugh and then pressed his lips together tightly trying to contain the rest of his laughter. Chloe fought the urge to leap across the desk and strangle him, but the urge was getting stronger.


    "I’m sorry Ms. Sullivan, I don’t think I made myself clear" Lex said, standing her tape recorder upright on the edge of his desk. "Just because you’re not interviewing me doesn’t mean you won’t get your story."


    "What? Did we just enter some bizarre world where up is down and left is right? How am I going to get my story if I don’t get the interview?" Chloe asked, her anger waning the more curious she got.


    "That’s simple" Lex replied smiling smoothly at Chloe. The light from the windows painted him in a dark red color, making her think more devil in training, than generous humanitarian.


    "You want a story with bite, something with edge where you’ll get to show off your skills as a writer and investigator. If you just wanted to write another puff piece you’d write it about the man with the pigeons. Am I right?" Lex asked, nodding his head towards Chloe. Chloe crossed her arms over her chest and narrowed her eyes at him, not liking where this was going.


    "Yea, and I’m assuming there’s a point far out in the distance?"


    "An interview with a powerful business man is impressive but it’s not exactly juicy news. Were you to interview me somehow I doubt I’d come across in a good light. You’d go for blood in the interview and another article about Luthor corruption is the last thing I need on my hands right now" Lex explained patiently, his eyes finding Chloe’s and holding them.

    Damn if he wasn’t right too. She had a long list of questions and most of them were what she would consider hard-hitting. Questions about business practices and internal affairs, not about what his favorite color was and whether he was single.


    "I’m not denying it. Where’s the part where I still get my shiny award?" Chloe asked matter-of-factly. Something like surprise registered on Lex’s face before he continued in that same calm voice.


    "I’m sure you’ve heard of Spencen Industries," at Chloe’s nod he continued. "In the last few months they’ve risen to fame among the business world after several hostile takeovers of other companies. Now they have their eye on LexCorp. I almost know for a fact that they’ve been using every illegal business practice in the book to get at my company and the companies they've previously taken over. It would make a good story, don’t you think?" Lex asked leaning forward with a gleam in his eye. Chloe blinked in honest surprise and took a few moments to take in the information.


    "So instead of writing a piece about LexCorp’s questionable business practices I write one about one of your competitors instead. I uncover the truth about them and LexCorp is saved. Am I right?" Chloe felt amusement enter her own voice now.


    "Well saved might be taking it a bit far but it would certainly help."


    "You want to kill two birds with one stone."


    "Actually with one blonde reporter."


    Lex smiled and stood up from his desk, watching the thoughts rush through Chloe’s brain. She tried to make herself a closed book like Lex was, not show any emotions, but it wasn’t working. Excitement and worry showed on her face and she bit her lip, her decision final. Lex picked up the tape recorder and handed it to Chloe before raising his brows questioningly.


    "So what do you think Ms. Sullivan? Do we have a deal?" he asked extending his hand.


    The situation was more or less still in Chloe’s favor. Lex would help her with the story, and if there was no story then she still had the torturing idea.


    "We have a deal" Chloe said, her smile wide as she pressed her hand into Lex’s and gave it a firm shake.

    **

    Present Day

    "I think I’m obligated to remind you that going after Spencen was your idea, not mine" Chloe muttered irritably.

    The car was getting colder by the minute. When her hands brushed against the soft leather of the seats they felt as if they were touching marble. Outside the winds were still howling in protest. It played with the branches of the trees outside the Lexus, sometimes pushing them against the car so that they lovingly brushed the windows and sometimes whipping them back so that they smashed loudly against the glass. Chloe tried to focus on her conversation with Lex and push out the other thoughts clouding her mind.

    "Setting you on Spencen might have been my idea but how was I to know you’d take it to such extremes?" Lex shot back. Chloe could barely hear him over the roaring wind that battered the car.

    How would anyone find them in this weather?

    ***

    TBC

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    What? That's the end? *furiously searching for next new post* Good stuff, more soon, please.

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    Lex and Chloe trapped in a car... hmm, however will they pass the time? :blush: Great so far, I look forward to more.
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    Chapter 3: Mission Not-So-Possible

    Metropolis at night sparkled. It was as beautiful as it was frightening. On the street she stood in the upper section of the city there was almost nothing to fear. The building she wished to enter was a steel and chrome giant in the heart of the downtown business section. Although there was a fair amount of traffic it was basically dead. Everyone who frequented these streets were at home by now, getting ready for the weekend. Chloe ran a hand through her short blonde hair and wondered if she should have accepted the wig that Chad had offered.

    After the meeting with Lex, Chloe had went about researching Spencen Incorporated and had found that everything that Lex said was true. There was a suspicious list a mile long related to the company that had everything from bribery to disappearances. Chloe knew that if she could get into the building then she would have a chance at poking around in the file cabinets, maybe find some of the more dirty business deals.

    After confiding her plan to Chad, Smallville’s only Goth, he had offered to find her something that would allow her to blend in the building. Chloe smoothed her hand over the rough fabric of the cleaning lady outfit she wore and wondered again where Chad got all his supplies.

    After a final deep breath to gather her courage, Chloe placed her hands on the dirty concrete door of the side entrance and pushed. The door opened slightly and Chloe let out a sigh of relief. She had feared that it would have been locked like the rear entrance had and she would have to give up the trip as useless. Before she could push the door all the way open, however, a pale hand grabbed the door handle and yanked it closed. Chloe felt a cold chill go down her spine as she realized she had been caught. Slowly she turned around, wheels already in motion about how she would get herself out of this one. What she saw made her start once more.

    "Lex Luthor!" Chloe cried in surprise, feeling a sense of relief so powerful flood through her that she nearly fainted.

    "Say it a little sounder Sullivan, I think there were a few people in the city that didn’t hear that" Lex said venomously, craning his head around the dark alley beside the building. There was no one around to hear their conversation so Lex relaxed slightly. As Lex checked out the perimeter the power to verbalize had returned to Chloe.

    "What are you doing here?" she hissed at him in a whisper, now very much aware of the fact that his hand was still on the door handle behind her and she was sandwiched between the door and his body. Chloe was suddenly glad that the dark atmosphere of the alleyway hid her blush.

    "I’m here to save you before you do anything stupid" Lex replied matter-of-factly.

    His hand went from the door handle to the small of her back and he stepped away from her as he attempted to maneuver her away from the door. Chloe yanked herself out of his grasp and gave him an indignant look. She was no damsel in distress, she could take care of herself fine thanks. Internally she was fuming at the audacity of Lex assuming that she would get herself into trouble. The plan had flaws, sure, but she knew what she was doing.

    "I’m not going anywhere Lex. So you can just go off and "save" someone else. I’m fine" Chloe said icily. Lex looked weary as he stared at her but she was holding ground. The thought entered his mind to just pick the small blonde up, throw her over his shoulder and leave but he somehow felt that would be demeaning. Besides, no matter how much he wanted to admit that he was fully changed he realized that he was still up for an adventure.

    "You are not fine. You have no idea what you’ll find in there and I can’t let you go in there alone" Lex said, breezing past her and pulling the door wide open soundlessly. Chloe felt her jaw drop and tried to pull herself together before answering.

    "Alone?"

    "Well I obviously can’t stop you. Or did you change your mind?" the last question came out as more of a challenge and Chloe stepped up to the door and shot Lex a cocky smile. "No, I guess not," he mumbled as she shot past him into the building.

    As Lex eased the door closed behind the two of them he let his gaze sweep up and down Chloe in her maid uniform.

    "Interesting outfit choice" he said wryly.

    ***

    Lex walked down one of the long, dark hallways of Spencen with Chloe tailing him close behind. They had been all over the abandoned building for the last 15 or so minutes trying to find where the company kept all of its dirt. Chloe had assumed that much of it would be in the record’s room, so they had decided to check there first. After getting lost in the wide, empty hallways a few times they had finally come to find that the records room was locked. Lex had attempted to jimmy the lock with one of Chloe’s hair pins to no avail.

    "Wow, you really were quite the juvenile delinquent in your day weren’t you?" Chloe had asked in amusement.

    With that plan gone the two intruders had decided to go straight to the top. They would look through the offices of the most powerful members of the corporation and hopefully Spencen himself. As of yet Lex and Chloe had been lucky enough to avoid any security that might be on patrol but as they got up to the top levels of the corporation Lex reminded Chloe to precede with more caution.

    "I don’t think I need to remind you what would happen if we were caught snooping around in here" Lex hissed as a file cabinet Chloe opened let out a protesting squeal. Chloe rolled her eyes in annoyance at Lex’s overprotective streak.

    "General badness, I get it Luthor" Chloe stated, closing the cabinet quickly and breezing past him down the darkened hall. She had tried to play it off as best she could but when the drawer had issued forth that loud squeak her heart had jumped into her throat. She tried to remind herself that breaking and entering was all in a day’s work for an investigative reporter. ‘I should look at this as an adventure’, she thought. ‘And hey, my worst adventure with Lex Luthor? Pretty much still my best adventure.’

    Lex’s thoughts, however, were in a much different vein.

    ‘She doesn’t even care that at any moment a highly trained security guard could turn the corner and catch us. We’re in real danger here and she’s just excited to be playing Nancy Drew. It’s almost admirable really, in an insane way.’ Lex felt a smirk pull at the corner of his lips and shook his head.

    Lex caught stride with Chloe as the two turned another corner and stopped dead. A dull light was emitting from under one of the huge office doors and even from where they were standing they could hear the faint ebb and flow of conversation. Lex and Chloe exchanged a worried look. Lex grabbed Chloe by the arm and pulled her around the corner, out of sight of the occupied office.

    "Guess we’re not so alone after all Sullivan. Too bad we couldn’t find any of the information we were looking for. Although apparently a lot of Spencen employees have an extensive porn collection," Lex whispered to Chloe, his eyes sparkling with humor.

    "Please, I’m trying to repress" Chloe said, scrunching up her nose.

    "Anyway I think if we go further down this hallway there’s a back exit that would take us to the car" Lex said, placing a hand under Chloe’s elbow and beginning to propel her forward. Chloe planted her feet on the ground and glared at Lex incredulously.

    "I’m not going anywhere Luthor until I get this story." Lex’s mouth hung open slightly in surprise as he struggled for words. "As far as I’m concerned this is the best break we’ve had yet. A meeting in the middle of the night in an empty office building? That just screams ‘sleazy business’ and I fully intend to find out what they’re doing in there" Chloe said, pulling her elbow from Lex’s grasp. Lex stared at her once more like she had grown an extra head.

    "You can’t be serious?"

    "Dead serious. Go out and wait for me in the car, I shouldn’t be long," Chloe dismissed as she poked her head around the corner and scooped out the hallway for any other signs of life.

    "And how do you propose you’re going to get in on this clandestine meeting may I ask? Walk in and say you need to clean up?" Lex’s tone was unbelieving but Chloe chose to ignore him. He was right of course. She had to find a way to get into that office without stopping the conversation or alerting anyone that something was wrong.

    That’s when she noticed the air vents. High up in the ceiling were long metal tubes of ventilation with a mess grill every so often. The vents ran directly over the lit office in question. If she could crawl up into one of those vents she could be directly overhead and hear every word without anyone being the wiser.

    "The vents!" Chloe whispered excitedly. "I’ll use the vents."

    Lex’s gaze followed Chloe’s to the long metal air vents above their heads. There would be no way to talk her out of this and no way to get her out of the building without making a scene and broadcasting their presence. He would have to go along with this insane plan. Luthor scowled but suggested that they enter the air vents from the office next to the lighted one so they could use desks and chairs as leverage to get them into the ducts.

    Thankfully the desk was right over the entrance, but even so Lex had to give her a hand up into the air vent.

    "Hands!" she hissed as she felt Lex grope her bottom.

    "Believe me Sullivan, that’s the last thing I’m thinking of right now" Lex hissed back and maintained the hold on her butt until she was safely in the air vent. Then he propelled himself forward and up into the small square entrance.

    Tape recorder in hand Chloe led the way shimmying along through the vents. It was only a few seconds before they were over the illuminated office and Chloe hit the record button on her tape recorder as soon as the voices started to come into focus. Through the mess wire grill in front of her she could get a bird’s eye view of the office below her. It was huge and posh with a leather and wood motif that was a cross between country and rock star. Near the long cherry wood desk stood two men in business suits sorting through files scattered across the desk.

    "The Linwood account? Is that taken care of too?" the man in his early 40s asked. Chloe had a feeling that he was the leader of this whole operation the way that he was barking orders at the other man. The other man, younger and fidgety, verified her suspicions.

    "Yes Mr. Spencen. We just told Linwood that we knew what his son was doing on the side as a, ahem, hobby. We made it very clear that if he didn’t sell over all his commanding shares than we might be a little too generous with the information we had acquired."

    "Ah good job" Spencen said, sounding pleased. He closed the file and picked up another one from his desk, flipping it open.

    "Now, about LexCorp" Spencen began. Chloe shot a worried look over her shoulder at Lex, whose gaze had suddenly narrowed. He seemed to be paying complete attention to what was going on now.

    "We don’t have all that much to go on yet sir" the lackey supplied, sounding more nervous now. "There’s Lex’s criminal record, but that’s common knowledge. There have been a few cover ups from when he was a teenager but you find that when Lionel Luthor buries something it stays hidden."

    "So nothing personal to go on" Spencen said, sounding dismayed. The lackey perked up now, his words rushing together in an excited stream.

    "Well not quite but Lex is really fond of Smallville. He’s been doing all these clean up projects with the town and building all these new facilities. Not to mention that he seems to have made some friends there, practically with a family called the Kents. I’m sure that if you found a way to threaten the town Lex would be more than happy to be more reasonable." Spencen let out a long chuckle that chilled Chloe’s blood and patted his lemming on the shoulder.

    "Lex Luthor enamored with a town called Smallville? Well stranger things I suppose…" he trailed off here and shook his head. "Look into ways of breaking into that town. Try bribing some of the local politicians, if we have a few of them in our pockets than it’ll be easier to get a foothold. I won’t have LexCorp standing in my way" Spencen said, closing the file in his hands.

    A loud buckling noise sounded all around Chloe and Lex. Chloe felt panic shoot through her system as she realized that the metal of the vents wasn’t as strong as she had hoped. The thin sheet directly underneath her was beginning to bend forward and separate from the rest of the vent. Lex reached out a hand to grab her but it was too late as Chloe found herself rushing to meet the thick carpet in the office below. She hit with a resounding smack and a piece of the vent fell on top of her. Chloe winced and looked up as both men stared down at her in shock. She still had the tape recorder chuckled with white knuckles in her hand. She tried to hide it before they noticed but Spencen caught sight of it as she tried to slip it in the pocket of her maid uniform.

    "Looks like we have a curious little visitor" Spencen said, walking over to where Chloe had just scrabbled to her feet and had pressed herself up against the wall. Her eyes darted around for anything that she would be able to use in self-defense against the man.

    "You’re air vents aren’t very sturdy" Chloe remarked as her hand came down on a vase sitting on a shelf behind her. She held the vase behind her back as she continued to backtrack across the room.

    "Well the vents are conventionally made for air, not people" Spencen remarked, sounding amiable as he took another menacing step toward Chloe. She wildly hoped that Lex was on his way to the car right now.

    "Smith call for security" Spencen shot over his shoulder. As Smith began to dial Spencen added, "Tell them not to call the police."

    Chloe’s stomach lurched at his last statement. There was only one reason why they wouldn’t bring the police in. Her body was drenched in cold sweat and the hand that held the vase was slippery. She stopped moving backwards and allowed Spencen to close the distance between them. On the count of three she would smash him with the vase and get the hell out of there. One….Two…Thr-

    A loud scream of metal rubbing against metal and Lex was on the floor a few feet from Chloe. Her eyes went wide as he calmly picked himself up from the floor and glanced around the office. Spencen was visibly shocked.

    "Lex Luthor!?""

    "Hello Howard" Lex said, all charming charisma, as if he hadn’t just dropped from the man’s air ducts. Lex nodded towards Chloe and then inclined his head toward the heavy oak doors of the office.

    That was all Chloe needed. She pulled back her arm holding the vase and swung as hard as possible at Spencen’s head. It connected with a crash and Spencen went down. Chloe jumped over his prone form and both she and Lex raced to the door and threw it open. Behind them Smith was yelling something and as they entered the hall at a dead run they could hear the sound of the security men’s boots slapping the ground not far in the distance.

    Chloe had never run that fast in her entire life. Adrenaline shot through her body as she followed Lex through the winding hallways to the back exit. Down several flights of stairs and the security was still chasing them and Chloe’s legs were on fire but she didn’t care. The door slammed open and the Bonnie and Clyde team were finally outside in the fresh Metropolis air. Chloe was sure she had never seen anything as beautiful as the sky as she raced behind Lex towards the car.

    As she jumped in the passengers seat Lex was already downshifting and giving it gas. Behind them she heard the door smash open again and saw the security men pull out their guns and train them on the car. She ducked in her seat as a rain of bullets followed them away from the building. Then they were gone.

    There was a deadly silence in the car for a few long moments until she heard something strange echoing in the space around them. It took her a few minutes to realize that it was the sound of her own laughter.

    "You’re unbelievable Chloe" Lex said, then laughed himself.

    ***

    TBC

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