Chapter 3- Words

Two weeks later at the Daily Planet.

Chloe was carrying an armful of files, and frankly was having a pretty hard time doing it. She loved her internship, but she had to do the most meticulous tasks. Like alphabetizing these files.

"Want some help?" she heard a male voice behind her ask.

At the sound Chloe's whole body tensed. She hadn't talked to Clark since the night of the formal. She had done her best to avoid him, and had done a pretty good job of it. She knew she would have to run into him sometime, no pun intended.

"I'm fine," Chloe said, refusing to turn around.

"Chloe, you have to talk to me," Clark said desperately.

The pure pain in his voice made her turn around. At the look in his eyes Chloe's heart broke, but she wouldn't let it effect her. "No, I don't."

"I love you, Chloe," Clark told her hurriedly.

Chloe laughed, and moved to set down the files. "No you don't. You aren't capable of loving me, Clark. Only of hurting me."

"I thought that's what you wanted, Chloe. For me to love you," Clark said, following Chloe as she led him into an empty room.

When Chloe turned back to Clark she was crying. "I did, Clark. So bad that it hurt. But not this way. I don't want it as a means of you trying to salvage this poor excuse for a friendship."

Clark walked to Chloe and enveloped her in a hug. Chloe tried to fight against him, but he was too strong. Finally she gave in and clung to him.

They stayed that way for almost five minutes. Chloe crying, Clark trying not to cry. Chloe finally pulled back and wiped her eyes.

"Tell me, Clark. Tell me what you are. Are you another meteor freak?" Chloe asked, sitting on a large table.

"No, I'm the reason there are meteor freaks," Clark said. Clark quickly told Chloe about the meteor shower, how his parents had found him, and about his powers.

Chloe's demeanor softened greatly by the time Clark was done. "Why wouldn't you tell me?" she asked softly

"I couldn't tell anyone. Not just you, Chloe," Clark explained. He was waiting for her to yell, or scream, or do anything but just sit there.

Clark got his answer when Chloe stood. She crossed quickly to him and stood on her tiptoes to kiss him gently. Clark resisted the urge to wrap his arms around her. He gently pushed her away.

"You can't just kiss it away," he said, his eyes shining.

Chloe laughed at her words being used against her. "Let's pretend like we can."

Clark broke into a grin. "Fine by me." This time Clark wrapped his arms around Chloe's waist. He pulled her to him, almost lifting her off the ground.

Chloe threaded her fingers in Clark's hair, and deepened the kiss.

This is what they had been waiting for. This is the way it should have been. This is the way it forever would be.