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Kryptonian Consort 7/?

 

Kryptonian Consort
Genre: Drama, romance, old school Clois, AU
Rating: NC17 (overall)
Pairing: Clark/Lois, Kal-El/Lois
Spoilers: Season Four on
Feedback: Would make my day
Disclaimer: I don't own the characters, or the scripts which are used liberally here, but if I did, oh boy would I have some fun!

Summary: Clark returns from the matrix where he has spent his summer only to meet the girl he decides is his destiny. And nobody better get in his way. 

a/n: Banner once again designed by the lovely and talented miss [info]ctbn60 
 

Previously

 

Chapter Seven

Clark tried to look as innocent as possible.

“Dad, Lois just needs to know what happened to Chloe. Can you blame her?”

“You should never have gone to the crime scene. Tell me you didn’t do anything that might expose you?”

Only downed a chopper with my heat vision, Clark thought.

“I didn’t do anything,” he said. “Just those guys chased us and Lois and I ran out of there as fast as we could. At normal human speed,” he added at the look from his father. Jonathan seemed reassured.

“Honey, I know you want to help Lois,” Martha said soothingly. “But this isn’t the way to do it. If you’d been caught at that crime scene ...”

“I know, Mom. I’m sorry.”

Martha patted his arm. “It’s okay, sweetheart. But you should go and do your chores now.”

He nodded, going out to start his chores. But he couldn’t stop thinking about Lois. Wondering if she was in trouble over what had happened. He tuned in his super-hearing, hoping to hear her heart beat. Somehow the bond made it easier. Her heart was beating steadily. She was okay.

As Lois drove into the carpark of the complex, she saw an official car parked beside Maggie’s.

“Oh oh,” she said to herself.

As if he’d heard her pull up, a man came out of the complex. He was a little taller than her, stocky, with a bald pate. He was wearing army fatigues. And he looked extremely pissed.

“Daddy,” she said as she approached him. General Sam Lane frowned at her.

“Don’t start with me Lo. That was a federal crime scene.”

“I’ve already been read the riot act once today, Boss.”

“Don’t get smart with me, missy. You had no business ...”

“Dad, come on. It’s Chloe.”

“Chloe’s gone, Lo. It’s time you accepted that.”

“I know she’s gone, Dad. But I still want to find out who did this to her.”

“You need to leave this alone, Lois. Now who was the boy with you?”

“Leave him out of this. This is between you and me.”

“If you’re protecting ...”

“All we want to do is find out the truth. That’s all. And I’m not going to let this go, General. I’m not a Lane for nothing.”

Sam scowled, clearly not wanting to be reminded of his own failings in that arena. He sighed, the spoke gruffly.

“Pack your stuff. You’re staying with me.”

“Yes sir,” Lois sighed.

As soon as she could, she snuck out of her bedroom in the general’s quarters and dialled Clark’s number. Martha didn’t seem surprised to hear it was her on the phone and she immediately handed it over to Clark.

“You okay?” Clark asked softly.

“Define okay. The general read me the riot act. It must have been him in the chopper. Don’t be surprised if he turns up on your parents’ doorstep.”

“Where is he now?”

“Outside smoking a Chevello I guess.”

“Will you be able to get away tomorrow?” Clark asked. “I’m thinking we might go and see someone.”

“Who?”

“Lex. He’s as involved in this as Chloe was. Maybe he might have some answers.”

But there was a tightness in his voice that made Lois wonder if there was something wrong. “You don’t sound very happy about it,” she said.

“It’s a long story,” he said. “I’ll tell you tomorrow. Uh, but listen, when you come over, my parents ...”

“I get it,” she said. “You don’t want your parents to know about us. I get the feeling they’d be kind of uptight about it.”

“Oh, well, you know, my Dad just got out of the hospital. And last time he caught me in a co-ed situation he kind of blew a fuse.”

Lois smiled. “Don’t worry. I won’t say anything. I haven’t told my Dad either.”

“I’ll see you tomorrow,” he said. “Love you,” he whispered.

“I love you too,” she said with a smile. She felt a warmth steal over her body and knew it was the bond. As she hung up, she turned around and gasped. The general had come up behind her. He didn’t say anything except ‘lights out’.

Clark’s thoughts were of Lois as he got out of bed next morning to start on his chores. He wasn’t sure what time she would turn up but he hoped it would be early. He wanted to spend as much time with her as he could, as well as find out who had killed Chloe. Part of him felt guilty that he wasn’t there to save Chloe. But Jor-El had put him in a horrible position. If he hadn’t gone to his birth father, Jonathan would now be dead. And he wasn’t sure what he could have done differently.

He looked up from mucking out the stalls, hearing a car in the driveway. It didn’t sound like Lois’ car, but he went out eagerly, with a smile on his face. His smile dropped when he saw who it was as she got out. Lana.

He didn’t want to see Lana. She was his past. Lois was his future. Any feelings he might have had for the pretty brunette with the almond eyes were gone. He knew now that it had just been a crush.

“Lana. I didn’t know you were back from Paris.”

“I just got back yesterday,” she said. “Uh, look, something weird happened, and well, you worked with Chloe a lot on this, so I thought you should know.”

Clark stepped forward into the sunlight, puzzled. “What is it?”

“I went to visit Chloe’s grave and there was this guy there. It was really strange. He came at me with these blades, only they were like an extension of his arms.”

“Blades? That is weird.”

“I managed to fight him off with some mace, but ...”

Clark was only half listening to Lana. His heart leaped for joy, hearing Lois’ car coming down the driveway. But he quickly schooled his expression. He turned his attention back to the brunette before she could notice anything was wrong.

“That’s great, Lana. That you managed to fight him off. Did he say anything?”

“Only that he was looking for Chloe. That was the weirdest part. I mean, Chloe’s dead, isn’t she?”

Clark didn’t want to voice his suspicions to Lana. So he just nodded. Lois, meanwhile, had got out of the car and was heading straight for them.

“Hi,” she said. She was looking at Lana, then back at Clark as if prompting him to introduce them.

Lois immediately noticed the tension between the two.

“Lana Lang, Lois Lane,” Clark said, clearing his throat.

Lana sent him a look, then turned and held out her hand to Lois. “Clark and I were just catching up.”

Lois looked from one to the other, not missing the subtext. “Really? You two?”

“We were never really a thing,” Clark clarified.

“It’s complicated,” Lana nodded.

Lois nodded back. “A complicated thing.” But despite her mildness on the outside, on the inside she was seething, wanting to rip Lana’s guts out. Get your beady eyes away from my man, she told her silently.

“Well, I better go,” Lana smiled. “I’m moving into the apartment at the Talon. Lex is reopening the shop.”

“That coffee shop I saw all boarded up?” Lois asked.

“Yes.”

“Oh, okay. We’ll see you around, I guess.”

She watched Lana leave, noticing that Clark had gone back to mucking out the stalls. She went into the barn, knowing he was trying to avoid an argument.

“Lucy, you got some ‘splaining to do,” she said, waggling her finger at him.

“Lois, come on.”

“No, Smallville. You start talking about Lana, right now.”

“Not here, Lois. Look, I’ll explain everything on the way over to Lex’s okay? I just have to finish up here.”

“Well, hurry up then.”

“Well, watch the door then. So my parents don’t see me doing this at super speed.”

“Oh, right. ‘Cause they don’t know that I know.”

Clark explained about his crush on Lana as Lois drove to the mansion.

“So, if that was just a crush, why do I still feel like there’s unfinished business between the two of you?”

“I guess because we never really got to finish things.”

“And how do I know that when you say you love me that this isn’t just a crush.”

Clark looked at her steadily, total honesty in his green eyes. “Because, Lois, I’ve never felt about Lana the way I feel about you. I’ve never felt that connection. That bond. If I did, do you think I’d have made love to you?”

“Speaking of which, are you sure you were a virgin before we ... you know?”

Clark rolled his eyes. “Of course I was.”

“Well, let me tell you something, spaceboy, you didn’t make love like a virgin.”

“There’s this little thing called the Internet, Lois. And I did have a fair idea. Besides, Jor-El taught me the rest.”

“Eww, that’s an image I really don’t want in my head. You and your father watching porn together.” She sighed. “Okay, so I guess the whole Lana thing is ancient history. Now tell me about Lex.”

How did he sum up three years of so-called friendship in one short spurt? Clark sighed.

“Okay, well, I met Lex when I was fourteen. I saved his life when he went off the Loeb Bridge. Actually he hit me with his car and that was sort of how I found out I wasn’t from around here. Long story short, Lex got curious and I think he began cultivating a friendship with me so he could study me. Find out what I am.”

“So Chrome Dome had you investigated? What a creep.”

“Anyway, we found out his Dad killed his parents and Lex spent most of last year trying to uncover the truth, and helping the Feds. But then I found out about a room he has at the castle. The last time we talked I told him the friendship was over.”

“Ouch. I’m sorry, Smallville.”

“Yeah, me too.” The gates of the Luthor mansion opened to admit them and Lois drove down the long driveway.

Lex turned and smiled at them as they walked into the study.

“I must admit I was surprised to hear you were at the gate,” he said. “Does this mean you’re talking to me again?”

“Only because I don’t have a choice,” Clark told him coolly.

“Relegated from best friend to last resort. “ Lex looked about as hurt as it was possible for him to look. For a man used to hiding his emotions. “I guess I have to accept it’s the only chance I’ll have to prove myself.” He looked at Lois, who nodded coolly.

“I’m Lois. Chloe’s cousin.”

“Ah, I should have guessed that’s why you’re here. I can’t help you Clark, Lois. Look, I’d really like to set things straight between us, especially after what happened last spring, but even I can’t raise someone from the grave.”

“Chloe isn’t in her grave, Lex.”

“And how would you know that?” Lex said, looking pointedly at Lois.

“Just a feeling.”

Lex smiled tightly. “Well, your ‘feelings’ are usually extremely insightful, Clark, but on this occasion you’re wrong. You’re right about the grave being empty, but that’s because there was nothing left. Not even a body. I’m sorry, Clark. I wish I could help you. But Chloe’s gone.”

But Lois had turned her attention to Lex’s desk. She nudged Clark, who glanced at it. There was an ashtray on the desk. And a cigar stub. A Chevello cigar.


 


Comments

( 4 comments — Leave a comment )
ctbn60
Sep. 4th, 2010 06:18 pm (UTC)
Love your version of this part. I snickered over the virgin part and jor-el funny!! Nice chapter honey.
phoenixnz
Sep. 4th, 2010 06:51 pm (UTC)
Can you just imagine Jor-El teaching Kal-El about sex? I'm with Lois. Eww!
eternal_moonie
Sep. 5th, 2010 11:44 am (UTC)
Totally LOVED this new chapter honey!
phoenixnz
Sep. 5th, 2010 06:38 pm (UTC)
Glad you like it honey
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