Clark was typing rapidly when Lo walked out of Perry White's office. He took one look at the smile on her face and responded with a wide grin of his own. "You got the job?"
She beamed. "I got the job."
"I knew he'd want to hire you. Perry knows good writing when he sees it. Which is why he hired me."
"Yeah, he thinks highly of you. He wants us to work together, actually. As partners."
"Partners?" He thought about that for a minute, doing his best to look displeased. "I don't know, Lo. I'm not sure if I can put up with you 24/7. It's bad enough having you hanging around the apartment all the time."
"Gee, thanks." She dropped down on his desk and smiled broadly. "Fortunately, you're going to be in and out of the office all the time, doing your superhero thing."
"Not all the time. Just whenever people need help."
"There are ten million people in this city, Clark. People need help all the time."
"Yeah, but do people really want help from a guy who wears his underwear on the outside?"
"I thought you were getting rid of the red underwear."
"I don't know, Lo. The underwear have kind of grown on me."
"You always had the worst fashion sense." She shrugged. "Whatever. I start on Monday, so I'd better go clear out my desk at the Inquisitor."
"Come by for lunch, okay?"
"Okay." She stood up, ran her fingers through his hair, and smiled. "Thanks for talking me into this, Clark. I really needed a little push."
"I know." He reached up, taking her hand in his, and looked up into her eyes, seeing the Chloe Sullivan he'd always known, staring at him through blue eyes. "I don't really understand why, though. You worked here before, after all."
"I know. But once I got saddled with all of Lois' baggage, it was different somehow. I wasn't sure I could ever get back to... me."
"I'm glad you found your way back." He studied her a long moment, then spoke gently. "Lois would be really proud, you know."
A soft smile curved her mouth, and her eyes grew misty. "I hope so."
"Trust me. Lois knew it as well as I do. You belong at the Daily Planet. You always have." He squeezed her fingers and spoke with a quiet certainty. "It's your destiny, Lo."