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You're The One That I Want (Clois) 11/16

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Fandom: Smallville
Rating: PG13
Pairing: Clark/Lois, Chloe/Jimmy, Lana/Whitney
Characters: Clark, Lois, Chloe, Jimmy, Lana, Whitney, Lucas, Tess
Disclaimer: Don't own the characters of Smallville and I don't own Grease either. I plan on using the song lyrics but hopefully not too much of the dialogue
Feedback: Could be Greased Lightnin'
Art: ctbn60

Summary: It's 1959 Smallville. Clark Luthor is the leader of the T-Birds, but he wants to break the mould of the bad-boy image.

Cast: Clark (Danny), Lois (Sandy), Whitney (Kenickie), Lana (Rizzo), Jimmy (Doody), Chloe (Frenchy), Lucas (Sonny), Tess (Marty)


Chapter Ten

“Clark, would you come in here please?”

Clark hesitated in the hallway outside Lex’s study, then glanced at his sister. She shrugged at him. Be careful, she mouthed, squeezing his bicep. Clark went in, noting both Lex and his father were present. Lionel was sitting on the huge couch while Lex was at the bar, a glass of scotch in his hand.

“Close the door,” Lex said.

This was not looking good, he thought. Lex’s tone was almost ice cold.

“What did you want? I’ve got school.”

“School can wait,” Lionel said, getting up from the couch. “Clark, we have tolerated your disobedience long enough.”

“What are you ...”

“Did you think we would not find out? We knew you were continuing this dalliance with the Lane girl, but we let it go. We even allowed you to continue your activities with your brother and your friends, but then we learned you were working for the school paper. We warned you it was a waste of your time.”

Clark bit his lip, but said nothing.

“The fact is, Clark, your little acts of rebellion have become rather tiresome and we are going to put a stop to it, right now.”

Clark frowned at his father.

“What are you going to do? Pull me out of school?”

“For starters,” Lex said, lounging against the bar.

“You can’t take me out of school.”

“You’re eighteen, Clark. You will be working for me and I don’t require a diploma.”

“Doing what?” he asked, narrowing his gaze.

“Well,” Lex smirked, “that’s the million dollar question, isn’t it?”

“I want you to talk to someone for me. Just talk. If you have to use your powers, well, that’s no never mind. Do this for me, and I will ensure the Lane girl is not harmed in any way,” Lionel said.

Clark stared at them incredulously.

“You want me to use my powers to threaten someone, is that it? And if I don’t you’ll hurt Lois?”

Lex waved his hand non-committally.

“You say it like it’s a bad thing. It’s business, Clark, something you will have to get used to if you’re going to work for Dad.”

“I told you, I’m not going to work for Dad,” Clark told Lex.

“You have no choice in the matter.”

“Or perhaps you would prefer to live like a pauper, like that farmer, whatsisname?”

“I’m not going to let you hurt Lois.”

“I’m giving you until tonight to think this over, Clark,” Lionel said.

Clark left the room, shaking with anger. He sped to school, searching the hallway for Chloe. He found her talking to Jason Teague.

“Hey coach. Can I borrow Chloe for a minute?”

“Sure Clark.”

Clark dragged his friend into an empty room.

“What’s wrong?”

“My dad. He knows I didn’t stop seeing Lois like he told me to. He wants me to do something for him and if I don’t, he’s going to hurt her. We have to find something, Chloe. Anything we can use to make him go away.”

“Clark, I don’t know. I wish I could help but ... Look, it may be nothing, but I have been corresponding with a cop in the city. He told me something interesting about your dad. There’s more. Come on.”

He followed her to the Torch office. No one else was in the room and since they were writing for the newspaper, no one would think twice about them being there.

“Look, I know you don’t like me prying into your life, but I found out something. About your adoption.”

“What is it?” he asked, taking the document she handed him.

“Tess helped me get your birth certificate. I did some digging and I found out there was an agency which was only open for about six months. A place called Metropolis United Charities. The thing is, you weren’t the only child on their books. Tess and Lucas were also with the agency.”

“What do you mean? Are you saying they’re adopted, just like me?”

“Not quite. I found a woman who’s been locked up in Belle Reve for the past sixteen years. She told me she had an affair with Lionel when your mom was sick and had Lucas. She was sent to a home for unwed mothers and the baby was taken from her and placed in an orphanage Then when Lucas was five, someone showed up at the children’s home and took him away.”

“I’m guessing the same thing happened to Tess,” Clark said.

He knew his adoption had been faked somehow, but this answered at least some of the questions.

“Clark, I talked to the person who supposedly signed the adoption papers, but all they said was they were paid a great deal of money to sign them under the name of Metropolis United Charities. There was no such adoption agency.”

“I need to know more, Chloe. What did this guy tell you about my dad?”

“Only that he’s not descended from Scottish nobility like he claims. He says Lionel was raised in Metropolis, and that he knows Morgan Edge.”

Clark’s eyes widened as he stared at his friend. This was just getting too dangerous, he thought.

“Chloe, you need to back off from this. I don’t want you getting hurt.”

“Clark, don’t you think ...”

“I have to handle this. Somehow. Just, if you see Lois, tell her to be careful. Especially if someone starts following her.”

“Clark, you can’t tell me to back off and then not do the same thing yourself.”

“I can take care of myself, Chloe. I’d just rather not see any of my friends get hurt.”

“Someone needs to help you.”

“Do you know what they would do to you if they found out, Chlo? What they would do to your dad? You know he works for them.”

Chloe bit her lip, clearly realising Clark had a point.

“What are you going to do?” she asked.

“I don’t know,” he answered. “I’ve only got until tonight to figure something out.”

He left the office, deciding to skip class. He knew Lois would be upset, since he wasn’t going to meet her by the bleachers as they usually did, but there was little he could do about that.

Knowing his father knew a gangster like Morgan Edge was interesting, but it still didn’t solve the problem. Edge would never talk and even if he did pay the man a visit, it was more than likely going to get back to his father. So that was out.

What the hell was he going to do?


Lois had been on the way to the gym when Chloe stopped her.

“Clark’s gone,” she said.

“What do you mean he’s gone?” Lois asked, frowning.

“He left school this morning.” Chloe tugged at her arm. “Come on. There’s something I need to tell you.”

Lois listened as her cousin related exactly what Clark had told her that morning. Her eyes widened as she began to understand the lengths Clark’s father would go to to make him do his bidding.

“Are you kidding?” she said.

“No, I’m not. Clark’s scared for you, Lois. I could tell. I mean, he knows you can look after yourself, but ...”

“Yeah,” she sighed. “Okay, what are you guys gonna do?”

“I know Clark told me to back off, but I can’t, Lo. I mean, if Lionel’s been involved in anything illegal, then we have to find a way to prove it. Clark needs us.”

“All right. What do you suggest?”

“I think we need to get into the plant tonight and see if we can find anything incriminating.”

“Count me in,” Lana said.

Lois turned. She hadn’t realised the other girl was there. Lana smiled at them.

“Hey,” she said with a grin, “if we can prove that Lionel’s a crook, then maybe Nell will get off my case about Whitney.”

Lois found herself liking the other girl, realising she’d misjudged her. They talked in low voices, arranging when and where they would meet.

Later that night, Lois dressed in a warm jacket and pants, then ran down the stairs, knowing Chloe would be by to pick her up any minute. Hannah stood in the doorway watching her.

“Where are you going?” she asked.

“Just out with some friends.”

“You know it’s almost eight. Your curfew’s at nine.”


“So if you’re late Mom and Dad’ll kill you.”

“Look, Han, this is just something I need to do, okay?”

“Is it about Clark?”

Lois frowned at her. “What makes you think it’s about Clark?”

“Because he’s all you’ve talked about lately.”

She had no idea where Hannah had picked that up since she had barely said a word about Clark, anxious to protect the secret that they were still dating, knowing what Clark’s father’s reaction would be.

“Han, I don’t know where you got that impression, but ...”

“One of my friends. Her sister saw you. Making out with him at Pine Ridge.”

“Han, I don’t know what your friend thinks she saw, but that wasn’t me.”

“You’re lying,” the younger girl said, her eyes narrowing.

Lois almost rolled her eyes. God, the kid reminded her so much of her sister, Lucy, who was still at boarding school. She missed Lucy. Sure, like a hole in the head, she thought.

“Hannah, I’m going to say this once. Butt out. It’s none of your business.”

“I’m so telling Mom,” the girl said.

Lois just ignored her, hearing the beep from Chloe’s car. She ran out of the house, shaking her head.

“What’s wrong?” Chloe said.

“Hannah. Ugh, she can be a pain in the rear sometimes.”

“I don’t know. At least you kind of have a little sister to annoy you.”

Lois looked at her cousin. “You want her, you can have her.”

Chloe giggled as she drove along the driveway and pulled out onto the road, watching for cars, not that there were many in this area of town. The Kent Farm was a little isolated this far out.

They fell silent as Chloe drove along the dusty highway. It was still light, but the sun was setting. Lois fidgeted in her seat, pinching her fingers, wishing there was another way to handle this.

Dusk had fallen by the time they parked about a quarter mile down the road from the fertiliser plant. Lana was waiting for them. They quickly made their way to the fence. Lois climbed up first, then helped the other girls.

“You know what this reminds me of?” Lana said.


“Nancy Drew.”

“You read Nancy Drew?” Chloe asked incredulously.

“When I was a kid, yeah.”

Lois shushed them. “Come on,” she said.

They made their way to the south entrance of the complex. Both Lana and Chloe had been in the plant before, since they’d been made to go for the tour freshman year, but Lois hadn’t.

Chloe led the way along the corridor, while Lana kept an ear out for the guard. They had just found the stairs to the upper level when Lana froze.

“He’s coming,” she whispered urgently. “Hurry.”

Lois knew there was no way to hurry up the stairs without making a racket and she ushered the two girls ahead of her.

“Quietly,” she said.

She crept backwards up the stairs, watching the corridor, then froze, gesturing with her hand. The others froze as well, plastering themselves as flatly as they could against the wall of the stairwell. The guard passed right on by without even looking up the stairs. Lois frowned but gestured silently. They continued up the stairs, trying to make as little noise as possible.

As soon as she saw the condition of the office, she knew why the guard hadn’t bothered to look. There was a huge hole in the wall, protected only by some kind of sheeting. Lois felt sick. This was obviously where the blast had occurred.

“My god, Chlo, how could Clark have survived this, let alone get off only with a few cuts and bruises.”

“I don’t know,” her cousin said. “Luck?” she offered.

“Then Clark’s gotta be the luckiest guy in the world,” Lana mused.

“Yeah, yeah, you’re right,” Lois said. “It’s just ... there’s something really weird about this town. You ever notice that?”

Lana nodded. “Yeah.” She nudged her. “Hey, if the file drawers are intact, I say we see what we can find.”

Lois followed her gaze. There was just enough light for them to see the file drawer, but not enough to see the contents.

“Hand me the flashlight,” Lois said, going to open the drawer. It was locked. Lois felt for a hairpin in her hair and pulled it out, then inserted it in the lock and moved it around until she heard the telltale click.

“Where did you learn that?” Lana asked, her eyes wide.

“Sunday school,” Lois said, then grinned. “Nah, whenever the general grounded me, I always found a way to escape. This army brat has picked more locks than Harry Houdini.”

Lana laughed quietly. “You’re nuts. Works for ya though.”

As she began to read the files, Lois became incensed. First that Lionel or Lex could be so arrogant as to keep such information here.

Lana was also digging in the drawer. She looked puzzled as she drew something out. It was a small metal box.

“What is it?” Lois asked, peering at it.

Lana opened the box and gasped. “Lois!”

She stared at the octagonal disc. It had symbols etched on one side.

“What is that?” Chloe asked, walking over from the doorway where she’d been keeping an ear out for the guard.

“I don’t know,” Lana said, staring at it in wonder. She had forgotten to keep her voice lowered.

“Someone there?” a voice called.

Crap, Lois thought. “Grab those papers,” she whispered, hurriedly taking the disc and shoving it back in the box, tucking it in the bag Chloe had brought.

Lana crept over to the doorway, watching the corridor. She turned back and whispered.

“I think he’s at the bottom of the stairwell.”

Carefully, Lois closed the file drawer. It would have to be left unlocked, she thought, but there wasn’t much they could do about that.

“Is there another way out of here, Chlo?” she asked her cousin.

The blonde nodded. “Back stairs. My dad says Lex uses them when he wants to bypass the workers.”

“Let’s go,” she said, taking her cousin’s hand.

Together, the three girls crept along the corridor. Lana looked back and gasped.

“He’s coming,” she whispered urgently.

Lois realised the guard had spotted them when he yelled ‘hey’!

Chloe gestured to a doorway and opened the door. The three girls ran for it, heading down the stairs, bursting out of the back exit and running for the perimeter fence. They didn’t stop running until they reached the cars and collapsed on the ground, giggling.

“Oh my god!” Lana gasped. “That was like the best ever!”

“I know,” Chloe giggled.

“I can see why you wanna be a reporter,” Lana told her.

Lois sat up, catching her breath while the other two girls chattered and giggled. She wanted to look at those papers, but this was not the place to do it.

“Come on,” she said. “We need to get somewhere safe so we can look at these papers.”

Chloe sobered and nodded. “Yeah, you’re right. Come on, Lana.”

“Where should we go?” the brunette asked.

“We can’t go to the farm,” Lois told them. “I don’t want to take the chance of the Kents finding this stuff. And you know how nosy Hannah is.”

“What about school?” Chloe suggested.

Lois shook her head. “If Lionel realises it was us, that’s probably the first place he’s gonna come looking for it. The Talon will be closed.”

Lana bit her lip. “What about the apartment above the Talon?” she said. “No one lives there right now, and since Nell owns the building ...”

Lois nodded. “Good idea,” she said.

The streets in town were deserted and dark by the time they got to the Talon. Lana found the keys to the shop and led the way up the stairs to the apartment.

Lois sat on the sofa, dividing up the documents. They began to read.

Most of it was just on plant business and was as dull as dishwater, but then Chloe sat up.

“Listen to this. Subject shows remarkable abilities including accelerated healing, enhanced speed and strength and will very likely develop invulnerability when older. Blood cultures reveal subject is not of Earthly origin.”

The three girls stared at each other, then scrabbled for the papers.

“Does it say who the subject is?” Lois asked.

Chloe read further, then shook her head, sighing.

“No, but it does say that Lionel ordered these when the ‘subject’ was just a kid. Like four or five or something.”

Lana looked at them, eyes wide.

“So what this is saying is that there’s someone who possibly grew up with us who has these amazing abilities.” She sat back. “I wonder who it could be.”

Lois bit her lip. She knew who it was. The question was, how would Clark feel knowing that she had realised the truth about him?


Clark had spent the entire day trying to find some way of beating his father and Lex so he could refuse to do what they wanted, but short of confronting a crook like Edge, he knew there was no way around it. Defeated, he made his way back to the mansion.

“You’re late,” Lionel told him as he entered the study. “What’s your decision?”

There was clearly going to be no reprieve, but Clark couldn’t do what they wanted.

“I’m not going to do it,” he said.

Lex smirked from his position at the desk.

“We thought you might say that,” he said. “Which is why we had a back-up plan.”

Clark had no time to react as he felt the telltale nausea and dizziness.

“I warned you not to defy me, son,” Lionel told him.

An arm came around his neck. Clark cursed himself for his stupidity in not checking the study as he’d walked in, but he’d been too focused on what he was about to say that he hadn’t looked around the room. He struggled in the grip of someone who was stronger than him; at least, while he was affected by green meteor rock.

He gasped as he felt the prick of a needle in his neck, looking down at the syringe in the man’s hand. It wasn’t green, it was red.

The liquid burned in his veins, travelling through his system like fire. Clark felt a burst of heat in his eyes, then a feeling of euphoria rushed through him. He looked up at his father and brother and smirked.



( 6 comments — Leave a comment )
Apr. 19th, 2013 08:18 pm (UTC)
AWESOME new chapter sweetie!!!

I absolutely LOVE it so far!!!

Can't wait to read what happens next!
Apr. 19th, 2013 11:28 pm (UTC)
Thanks hon, I think the cliffie might have given you a fair idea, lol
Apr. 20th, 2013 10:56 pm (UTC)
OH CRAP!! Shit this has gotten REALLY reALLY exciting honey!!! please post more soon!
Apr. 20th, 2013 11:10 pm (UTC)
Told you they'd be worse *g*. I'll post the next one tomorrow.
Apr. 21st, 2013 04:59 am (UTC)
oh oh... red krypto-infected Clark Luthor... that's got to be lethal. And can I add how much I despise Lex for siding with his Dad. Not used to that at all.
Apr. 21st, 2013 05:02 am (UTC)
All I'll say is, Lex has his own agenda, as usual. As for Clark on Red-K, you may be surprised ;)
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