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On Impulse 15/24

On Impulse Fandom: Smallville
Genre: Romance/drama, AU
Pairing: Bart/Chloe, Clark/Lois
Rating: R to NC17
Characters: Bart, Chloe, Clark, Lois, Oliver, Aqua, Canary, Cyborg, Lex, Lionel
Disclaimer: The characters belong to the producers and writers of Smallville
Warning: Some scenes may disturb
Spoilers: Season Four: Run, Season Six: Justice, Hydro, Season Seven
Feedback: Is like a drug - gimme more

Summary: Bart comes to town to spend time with his girlfriend Chloe. When she disappears, he turns to Clark and Lois for help.

A/N: Awesome cover by ctbn60


Chapter Fifteen

Now Lois was looking up at him. “What do you mean, he‘s got Chloe?”

Barely able to hold his emotions in check, Bart slammed his fist against the support beam.

“I heard him. He’s got her.”

Oliver came down the stairs, followed by Dinah and AC. “You sure about this?” he said.

Bart nodded. Dinah put a hand on his shoulder as he told them what he’d overheard. Lois gasped.

“Oh god,” she said, her face turning white as a sheet. Clark put his hand on hers and squeezed gently.

“Right,” Oliver said. “Lois, Clark, get working on finding a location. We’re not waiting for Victor. Focus on recent property or equipment acquisitions. Anything that might suggest he’s set up another facility.”

Clark nodded and pulled the laptop toward him. Lois made suggestions as he worked. He’d watched Chloe enough times over the years, so he did have some idea of where to look.

Dinah brought out another computer and began hacking into the telephone companies, trying to track the call between Lex and the doctor. Meanwhile, Victor had returned with bad news. There was nothing at the mansion.

“Damn,” Oliver said. “Lex has got more paranoid.”

Clark looked at the blonde archer. “Will it make a difference?”

“Not unless we can track the facility by other means. Get to work guys.”

But their work was interrupted by the arrival of Lana.

“What’s going on?” the brunette said.

Clark stood up and went to her, giving Lois a quick look of reassurance. He wasn’t happy about this situation. Breaking up with Lana was not a pleasant prospect, but he knew he had to do this. He gently took her arm and led her outside.

“We think we might have discovered what happened to Chloe. Bart thinks Lex might have her.”

“Why would Lex ...” Lana began, but shook her head. She’d already had her own issues of vengeance with her ex-husband and it wasn’t an avenue she wanted to go down again. “Anything I can do to help?” she asked, finally.

Clark shook his head. “No, I think we have things under control.”

He went to the end of the porch and looked out over the fields.

“Lana, we need to talk.”

Lana followed him, sighing. Clark looked at her and saw that her face was not the face of a woman who was happy.

“Look,” he said, “I ...” But Lana stopped him.

“Clark, things haven’t been right with us for a long time. I mean, when I came back I thought we could just take up where we left off. The whole thing with Lex, and Bizarro, I ...”

“See, that’s what bothered me, Lana. How you could spend a month with that thing, but you still didn’t realise something was wrong. I really thought you knew me better than that.”

Lana looked away from him, her mouth moving, but unable to say the words.

“Isn’t it the truth that you wanted to be with him more?” he said.

She shook her head. “No, I ... God, I don’t know.” She turned again and looked at him. “It’s Lois, isn’t it? Does she know? About you, I mean, about Krypton.”

“Yes. I told her.”

Lana nodded as if everything was beginning to come clear. “So, you could tell her, but you couldn’t tell me. Why, Clark? Why was I the one who had to find out for myself? How could you tell her?”

Clark sighed. When he thought about it, the reasons why he’d tell Lois and not Lana were actually very clear. When he’d first learned about how Lana’s parents had died, how the meteor had struck their car and killed them in the resulting explosion, he had felt guilt. He’d spent almost all his teenage years, once he’d learned his origins, blaming himself for every meteor-related problem that occurred in Smallville. And he’d always wondered if Lana would ever truly accept him once she learned the truth about him. A big part of him had wondered if she would blame him, as much as he blamed himself.

But Lois – she was different. She treated him like a geek sometimes, but she challenged him. Mentally, emotionally. She had lost, maybe as much as Lana, but she never used that as a crutch the way Lana did. General Lane was a tough son-of-a-bitch and a hard man, which probably made him a terrible father, in a lot of ways, but Lois had used that as an example of what not to be. She was fiercely independent, yet not afraid to tell people how she felt. How she saw things. She was opinionated, and bossy, but Clark liked that about her.

Lana, on the other hand, still tried to be the little girl in the fairy princess costume, once pictured on the cover of Time magazine. It wasn’t her fault. People still tended to have this image of her. The trouble was, it was an illusion, and it had taken the events of the last few months for Clark to see that too. Lana would never learn to stand on her own two feet if she continued to use her past, and the men in her life, as a crutch.

But Clark couldn’t tell Lana that. He knew he was being a wimp by not telling her his true feelings.

“I don’t know, Lana,” he said finally. “I guess because I just knew she’d accept me for who I am. I never had that same confidence with you.”

“Are you in love with her, Clark?”

Clark didn’t even have to hesitate. He looked directly into Lana’s brown eyes.

“Yes, I am,” he said. “I’m sorry, Lana. I know this hurts, but I think I’ve been falling for Lois since the day we met.”

Lana smiled sadly. She’d called it, in the caves. She’d known by the way the two of them acted around each other. It saddened her, that he’d moved on, but there was no point in getting angry. The truth was, nothing had been the same since she’d married then divorced Lex.

Lana kissed him gently on the cheek. “I’ll go back to Nell’s then. I’m sorry Clark. I really thought this time things would be better, but I guess ...”

“Me too, Lana,” he said softly. He pulled gently away from her and watched as she walked away from him, probably for the last time. His eyes were like huge pools, but he didn’t let go of the tears that had threatened. He’d hated hurting her, but he wasn’t sorry this had happened.

He didn’t hear the creak of the screen door, but he did feel the smaller hand in his and he looked around. Lois put her arms around him, holding him close. They stayed that way for a few moments, then he looked at her. Her eyes did an odd little dance as he tried to think what to say.

“It’s okay,” she said. “You don’t have to say anything.”

He shook his head. “No, Lois, I want to say this. You’re the best thing that ever happened to me. And I’m not just saying that. I realised just now that what I felt for Lana is nothing compared to what I feel for you. I – I love you.”

He’d already said it to her. He knew that. But not the actual words. Her eyes widened then looked at him with love. As much love as he had for her. He lowered his head and took her mouth with his, loving the taste of her. Lois’ kisses were sweet and tender, yet she wasn’t afraid to give as good as she got. Clark could go on kissing her like this forever, pulling her closer, loving the feel of her in his arms. She was not as slender as Lana. With Lana, he had always been afraid to use any of his strength – afraid she might break. But Lois was made of tougher stuff than that and it was almost as if they fit together.

A noise behind Lois broke them apart.

“Dude, get a room.”

Clark looked at Bart over Lois’ shoulder and grinned. Bart grinned back in that cocky way of his.

“Ollie thinks we might have a hit.”

Clark looked at Lois, who didn’t seem embarrassed in the least at being caught in a very passionate, public display of affection. He took her hand and they went back inside the house.

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