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Kryptonian Consort 25/?

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 


Chapter Twenty-Five

Lois sat next to him as he worked on the computer in the Torch office, offering suggestions on areas he should check. The banter flowed thick and fast between them.

“Do I tell you how to write your term papers?” he snarked at her after the third time she’d told him where to look.

“Only because I keep you too busy doing something else,” she grinned, cupping his crotch.

“Behave, Lane,” he told her, squirming against her touch. “Or need I remind you that the last time we did stuff like that in here, we almost got caught by Chloe.”

“Live a little, Spaceboy,” she returned.

“Careful, Lane, or I might just have to take you over my knee.”

“Promises, promises,” she purred.

Clark moaned and pushed her hand away. He needed to focus. If he was going to solve this, he needed to work on what was missing from the investigation. Lois reached around him and grabbed the mouse from his hand.

“Try that,” she said.

“Stop doing that,” he told her.

“I was just ...” Clark grinned at her protestation.

“Yeah, I know what you were ‘just’,” he told her, clicking on another page and typing in a command. A list came up of the cars parked at the hotel that night.

Chloe chose that moment to come in, holding the afternoon edition of The Daily Planet.

“Hey, where have you two been all afternoon? I’ve been trying to call you.”

“Smallville and I have been ‘occupied’.”

Chloe looked at them with a sly grin. “Yeah, I bet you have.”

“Investigating, Chloe,” Clark told her.

“Yeah, what?” she said, looking interested.

“Lex’s arrest.”

“Oh, yeah, only the biggest news to hit Smallville since Lionel went to prison. Funny, it always seems to revolve around the Luthors.”

Clark ignored that as Chloe flopped down in the only spare chair in the room.

“So, what have you guys found out?”

“We went to see Lionel at the prison. He told us to check out cars parked at the hotel that night,” Clark told her. “I mean, we sort of assumed that Lex drove with the girl to the hotel. But this list might say otherwise.”

He got up and grabbed a sheet from the printer, showing it to Chloe.

“There were twenty two cars checked in to the hotel valet after 10pm. When Lex apparently left the opera. Of those cars, all but three were hotel guests, and of those three, two belonged to guys who had too much to drink at the bar.”

“Leaving one,” Lois interjected.

“Have you got a name?” Chloe asked.

“No. Do you still have access to the DMV?” Clark asked.

“Yeah.” She went to the computer and began typing out an email. “We should get an answer soon.”

She swung around and looked at the two of them, studying them for a moment. Clark watched her. He wondered if she was still a little jealous of him and Lois. He knew she’d said she was happy for them, but Clark had to wonder if she was harbouring just a little resentment that he’d chosen her cousin over her. But he couldn’t help who he fell in love with.

“You know, it’s weird. I mean, the police aren’t even looking into this,” Lois said.

Chloe snorted. “Of course not. They think they have their man. I mean, don’t let those cop shows fool you. There’s no such thing as innocent until proven guilty. And it’s probably even worse if you’re a Luthor.” She looked thoughtful. “You know what I think is even weirder. And that’s the two of you working with Lionel – Hannibal Lecter himself. I mean, it smells like a set up.”

“I don’t know,” Clark said. “Lionel seems to have changed.”

“Has hell frozen over too?” Chloe returned. “Leopards, or Luthors in this case, don’t change their spots.”

Clark and Lois looked at each other. They both knew what had happened to change Lionel. But since Chloe didn’t know anything about Clark’s abilities, and they couldn’t fully explain the whole transference thing to her, they had to let it slide.

“Clark, Lois, he’s the master manipulator. You cannot trust him, okay? Anyway, Lex is in good hands. He’s got Corinne Harper leading his defence. And she’s not called The Barracuda for nothing.”

“I guess ...” Lois shrugged, although she didn’t sound certain.

“Anyway, what I think Lex really needs right now is a good publicist. I mean, have you guys seen this?”

She unfolded the newspaper. Lex’s arrest was front page news. But what was more interesting was the passage Chloe pointed to.

Lois looked at Clark, reading the passage. “The police have interviewed over thirteen women who have slept with Lex in the past year.” Clark looked disconsolate.

“What’s wrong?” Chloe asked, but Clark remained silent. Lois looked at her cousin.

“Lex told us his little ‘one night stand’ was something that never happens.”

Chloe snorted. “And you believed him?”

Clark sighed. It just didn’t make sense that Lex would lie to him about this. Lex was his friend. Lois touched his arm. She knew exactly what he was thinking. And feeling. She always did.

The computer beeped, alerting Chloe to the fact that the report had been completed.

“Here we go,” she said, swinging around to look at the screen. “Hmm. Eve Andrews. 28. Lives in Metropolis.”

Clark noted down the address. He looked at Lois. “Coming?” he asked.

“You bet, Smallville,” she said.

Clark pulled her into his arms as soon as they were out of sight of all the other students milling around the school and he raced off to Metropolis.

When they got to the address, they found the door lock had been jimmied. Lois raised an eyebrow as she looked at him. They cautiously stepped inside. What they found was Lex burning photographs of himself in the kitchen sink.

“Lex,” Clark said. “What are you doing?”

Lex whirled, startled. “Saving my ass,” he said. “What the hell are you doing here?”

Lois nudged Clark, looking alarmed. Clark realised there were sirens, signalling approaching police cars. Lex stared at them, looking desperate.

“You’ve got to help me,” he said. “Please!”

Clark looked around, then grabbed both Lex’s arm and Lois’. But it wasn’t just to save Lex’s hide, he told himself. He didn’t want the police finding out about him, or Lois. Not to mention the fact that his parents would have a fit if he got caught.

“Out the back way. We can jump over the fence and double back.”

They waited long enough for the police to go inside, then made their way to Lex’s car. Lois rolled her eyes. Lex had driven one of his Porsches. There wasn’t a lot of room in those cars and she had to sit on Clark’s lap, hoping they didn’t get caught on the expressway. Not that sitting in Clark’s lap was much of a hardship. She did enjoy teasing him by rubbing her backside against him.

As soon as they arrived back at the Luthor mansion, Clark and Lex began arguing.

“You were burning evidence, Lex,” he was saying. “Those aren’t exactly the actions of an innocent man.”

“Come on Clark. Think about it. If I killed her, why would I take a nap next to her body? So the maid could find me? It doesn’t make any sense.”

“Neither does breaking into her house,” Lois said quietly. “But you did that.”

“You need to be honest with us, Lex,” Clark told his friend. “Because right now, we’re accomplices.”

“I didn’t ask you to show up,” Lex snapped. “How did you even know who she was?”

“We tracked down her car.”

Lex huffed noisily as he walked into the study. “Did you call the cops too?” he said waspishly.

“No,” Clark returned shortly. “Why did you go there, Lex?”

“I got a call from Corinne’s office, saying they had a lead on an address. I thought maybe I could find out who she was. I had no idea what I was walking into.”

“What did you find out?” Lois asked.

Lex looked away for a moment. When he looked back, he had a neutral expression. Classic Luthor, Lois thought. Never give anything away.

“Her name’s Eve Andrews. And as you could tell from the stack of photos, she’s been stalking me for some time.”

Which didn’t explain how the girl had ended up stabbed to death lying next to Lex. And it spoke volumes about Lex’s behaviour. It was a very big reason why Lois didn’t trust Lex.

“So you knew her?” Clark asked.

Lex sighed. “Only by name. But she didn’t tell me that at the fundraiser. How was I supposed to know?” Lex clutched his friend’s arms. “Clark, you know I didn’t do this. It’s my father, trying to get back at me. He knows all about these stalkers. Luthorcorp’s lawyers compiled a database of them last year. My father knew Eve would be the perfect victim to make it look like I had motive.”

Clark shook his head and Lois interjected. “We saw him at the prison, Lex. He told us he only wants to help.”

Lex snorted sceptically. It was fairly clear he’d had little to do with Lionel since the transference.

“Come on. He sent you looking for the car, didn’t he? You’re playing right into his hands.”

Lex was being totally irrational. Lois could see he was stressed, but even she found it hard to believe that Lionel would give them a lead like this, if he was trying to set Lex up. The point was, once the police had identified Eve, they would have seen the photographs anyway. Lex burning those photographs just made him look even more guilty. He had made things worse by going there.

But she didn’t vocalise any of those thoughts, since Lex clearly wasn’t in the mood for a lecture.

“You can’t straddle the fence on this one,” Lex was telling Clark angrily. “My father and I are enemies. You have to decide who you really trust.”

Lois rolled her eyes. Maybe if Lex had been totally upfront with them, then there wouldn’t be any issues of trust.

When they returned to the school newspaper office, Chloe was still working. Lois sighed. Her cousin obviously tried to compensate for the lack of male attention for the newspaper. She so needed to find her cousin a man.

Chloe frowned at them when they told her what had happened.

“She was stalking him and he didn’t know what she looked like?”

Lois sighed. “Lex lied about a lot of things.”

“And he lied about all those women,” Clark added. “Do you think he could have done it?”

Chloe looked thoughtful as she went to put some files in the cabinet. She bit her lip.

“Well, the whole fire starter thing doesn’t exactly scream innocence, but, I don’t know. I think you’re right. I think there’s something weird about this whole thing.” She went to the computer and brought up images of video footage from the camera in the elevator at the hotel.

“Look at this, you guys.”

Clark frowned. “I thought Lex’s attorneys would have all this under lock and key?”

“Yeah, well they know people at the top, but I know people at the bottom, and they work for tips.”

Lois shook her head and snickered to herself. Chloe certainly knew a lot of people in low places. And she had a way of getting the information she needed. If this was what being a reporter was all about, then she needed to re-think her major. And an added bonus was, if Clark had plans of majoring in journalism, then they might even get to work together.

Although, she thought, knowing my luck, I’d probably be forced to sit across from the most bumbling reporter in the newsroom. Which meant she and Clark would never get to see each other. Pity, she thought. She had had this dream, or was it a fantasy, of making love with Clark in a phone booth. In the dream, Clark had been wearing this suit that screamed primary colours, and left absolutely nothing to the imagination.

Chloe cleared her throat. “Lo, you awake?”

Lois felt herself blushing. “Uh yeah. What were you saying?”

“That the girl Lex was with had two diamond earrings on when she was in the lift with him. But right before they get out, she was wearing one.”

“So far, cuz, this isn’t floating my boat.”

Chloe rolled her eyes. “Lois, the police report said the dead woman was wearing two diamond earrings. So either she found the earring, or ...”

“Lex was with two different women.”

“Huh,” Lois said. She turned to Clark. “You know, maybe we should, uh, go examine this a little more thoroughly.”

Clark looked at her with a perplexed frown. She cupped his crotch and whispered in his ear, hinting they should re-enact it.

Chloe groaned. “Okay, don’t tell me. I don’t wanna know.”

Lois dragged Clark out by his shirt, making him put his arms around her.

“Let’s go spaceboy,” she told him.

“You’re going to get me in some serious trouble one of these days,” Clark told her.

“Ahh, come on, Smallville, you love it. Don’t deny it.”

They sped to the hotel, getting into the elevator, which, luckily enough, was the same elevator that Lex had used.

Lois stood in the same position as she’d seen on the video.

“So, Lex had Eve up against the wall.”

Clark pushed her up against the wall, looking down at her, lust in his expression.

“You mean like this?” he said softly.

Lois felt his arms snake around her waist as he pulled her closer, his mouth going to kiss her throat.

“Oh yeah,” she sighed.

She could almost forget the cameras in the elevator. Almost. But as much as she loved Clark, she knew he wasn’t about to do anything that could be seen to be a highly public display of his affection.

They continued to re-enact the scene, moving around the elevator. Lois remembered how Lex had been holding the woman, with his hand near her ear.

“Maybe he knocked the earring off accidentally,” Clark suggested.

“Yeah, maybe.”

The lift doors opened and a woman with two children stared at them.

“Oh, my!” she said. “I’ll get the next one,” she added hastily.

Clark chuckled, slapping Lois’ ass playfully. “Told you you’d get me into trouble,” he said.

“Yeah, yeah.” Lois’ attention was on the crack between the car and the main floor. “Hey, Clark, do you think you could use your vision gizmo, and you know, see if the earring fell down this crack?”

Clark raised an eyebrow at her. “Vision gizmo?”

Lois rolled her eyes. “Just do it,” she told him.

“Ma’am, yes ma’am!”

She watched as he concentrated, focusing for a few moments. He stepped back and looked at her, his vision returning to normal.


“You’re right. It’s in the crack.” He grabbed her hand. “C’mon. It’s probably in the basement.”

They got back in the elevator and followed it all the way to the basement level. Clark looked around and found the diamond stud. He picked it up, then grinned at Lois.

They returned to the farm. Clark’s parents said nothing about the two of them together. They were used to Lois coming and going by this time and while Clark still occasionally saw his father pursing his lips, Dad didn’t comment.

Next morning, they decided to take the earring to Lionel after discussing the situation. Lois didn’t think Lex would tell the truth, considering his poor track record so far, so they had agreed to show Lionel. He studied it closely.

“I’m glad you came back,” he said. “Why did you bring me this?”

They quickly explained about having found it in the elevator shaft.

“That belonged to the girl Lex met at the opera,” Clark told him.

“Eve Andrews,” Lionel stated.

Lois leaned forward. “That’s the thing. Eve Andrews was wearing two earrings when they found her body. We think there’s two girls.”

“Which means the girl in the elevator is still alive. But we don’t know how to find her,” Clark told him.

Lionel snickered. “Hell hath no fury like a woman scorned.” He rubbed his beard, looking a little guilty. “When I was younger and wanted to get rid of a woman, I would send her a pair of diamond earrings – delivered by courier.”

Clark snorted. That said a lot about Lionel’s fidelity, especially if he’d slept around on Lex’s mother. He shouldn’t be so surprised, since Lionel had at cheated on her at least once. Lionel continued.

“It appears Lex is carrying on the tradition. The girl on the elevator is a former lover. She’s the killer.”

Lionel told them how to track the woman, by the serial number etched into the diamond. He told them it was done by all the high-end dealers, in case of theft.

Clark and Lois went back to the Torch office. Clark used his vision to find the serial number. Lionel had called his old jeweller and send the purchase orders to the office. Lois looked up the serial number.

“Here it is,” she said. “Shannon Bell.”

Clark stared at the woman’s details. “She works for Lex’s attorney,” he said, reading the order.

“You have to warn him,” Lois said. “Go. I’ll call the police.”

Clark took off as Lois picked up the phone to call the police. He arrived at Lex’s mansion just in time to find Shannon lighting a ring of fire around Lex, who was tied up to a chair. He could see the look of panic on Lex’s face. He pushed Shannon aside, then used his jacket, swinging it around at speed to draw the flames up. The momentum extinguished the flames before the woman landed on the floor.

Next day, the story hit the headlines. It still didn’t paint Lex in a very good light, and Clark’s parents were not exactly happy. They both looked at Lois and Clark.

“I’m glad Lex was found innocent, but I wish you’d come to us before you two got yourselves involved.”

“At first we just wanted to help, Mr Kent,” Lois told him.

“But then we had to figure out if we could trust Lex or not.”

“What did you decide?” Mrs Kent asked.

Clark sighed. “The way he treated those women. It showed me a side of Lex I hadn’t seen before. I mean, how could you just not care that you hurt someone?”

Mr Kent shook his head. “He’s just following what he’s learned.”

Clark looked guilty. “Uh, there’s something else you should know. Lionel was the one who helped us. Gave us the leads.”

Mrs Kent frowned. “What? We thought his condition was terminal?”

“So did we, mom,” Clark said. “But he said something happened to him in that prison. I think it was a result of the transference. He says he doesn’t remember anything,” Clark added hastily. “Look, I know it sounds crazy, but he does seem to have changed.”

“I agree with Clark,” Lois told the older couple. “And me, I’m probably the biggest sceptic around. But I saw his eyes, Mr and Mrs Kent. I think he has changed.”

Mr Kent sighed. “Well, as far as we’re concerned, Lionel hasn’t changed and Lex won’t either. We’re just going to have to accept that.”

Lois stood leaning against her car door, her arms around her man.

“I wish I didn’t have to go back,” she said.

“I know,” he said, kissing her gently. “But there’s still next weekend. And Thanksgiving.”

Lois grinned. “It’s sounding better already.” She let him open the door for her and got in. “See ya,” she said, wondering why it got harder each time they were together.

“See ya.”

Clark sat in his loft above the barn. He heard footsteps and looked up to see Lex.

“I wanted to say thank you,” he said. “And I’m sorry. I know you were only trying to help me.”

Clark kept looking out the window at the stars. It was all very well for Lex to apologise, but he needed to change his behaviour.

“How long is this going to continue Lex?”

“What do you want me to tell you?”

“Nothing. I want you to change.”

Lex stood looking out the window, while Clark leaned against the beam.

“I don’t know if I can,” Lex said.

Clark huffed. “Then it seems the only person you care about is yourself.” He knew it sounded harsh, but Lex needed to wake up to what he was doing. To himself. To others.

“There’s a whole side of you I don’t know about Lex. It makes me wonder what else I don’t know about you.”

Lex shook his head. “You don’t know that every day, I wonder why I keep going. Why I do the things I do. You know, Shannon might have been crazy, but she was right about me. I treated those women terribly, Clark. People died, and I could have stopped it. I see that now.”

Clark thought about what Dad had said. That Lex was only emulating his father, taking what he’d learned at Lionel’s knee, so to speak. It spoke volumes about how screwed up Lex’s relationship with his father was. Clark understood on some level though. After all, he’d gone out and played football at school because it was something his father had done. But no one had gotten hurt because of it.

And he wasn’t about to go and repeat the same mistakes his father made. Lionel had a history of treating people badly. Lex should have learned from that, not copied that behaviour.

It was clear that Lex was depressed, especially when he continued.

“You know, there was a moment the other night when that fire she set was coming towards me. I thought: good, it would save the world a lot of grief. But somehow the fire went out and she was lying on the floor. And suddenly I had a second chance.”

Second? Surely Lex was on his third or fourth chance by now, Clark thought. He sighed.

“You know, Lex, the last few days, I thought your father was being more honest with me than you were. I hated that feeling. I felt like we were enemies.”

Lex’s expression was almost pleading as he looked at Clark.

“Don’t give up on me yet.”



( 12 comments — Leave a comment )
Jun. 25th, 2011 02:00 am (UTC)
This sounds like a real turning point in the friendship. I can't wait to see what happens in this world next. Well done on the chapter honey!
Jun. 25th, 2011 02:17 am (UTC)
Do you mean Clark and Lex? Because I think Bound is the turning point - it's where Clark begins to see Lex for what he is, rather than be blinded by friendship.
Jun. 25th, 2011 02:31 am (UTC)
Yes. Ah I didn't think you were following the show that much. I kinda thought they still had a chance to make it a friendship rather then become enemies. I think even till the end clark kinda held out hope that's why he was so upset he couldn't save lex.
Jun. 25th, 2011 02:51 am (UTC)
I agree that they still had the chance to change things at that episode, but remember how Clark started off either at the end of Three or maybe the start of Four wondering if Lex was 'Sageeth' of the Kawatche legend (and notice how that never really got a mention again in the series?) I guess Clark still wanted to believe the best of Lex but maybe he was starting to realise that what he was trying to do wasn't enough. I see Lex at that episode teetering on the edge of darkness. Sort of a will he, won't he kind of thing. But Onyx pushed him over the edge I think and it was just downhill from there.

Are you up for a chat?

Jun. 25th, 2011 03:05 am (UTC)
sure on now
Jun. 25th, 2011 03:42 am (UTC)
Oh, I love this story. Wonderful update. The porsche scene had me laughing so hard, I probably sounded like the joker. I think you're portraying all of the characters realistically, especially Chloe and Jonathan. He's never going to be completely comfortable with Clark and Lois, but what parent would be comfortable with their teenager in a sexual relationship? Glad to see your keeping the Lane and Kent team going. Can't wait for more. Kudos.
Jun. 25th, 2011 06:45 am (UTC)
Yeah, I had to think about how Lex would have got to the house, as compared to Clark and Lois. Of course, Lex didn't ask Clark how he and Lois got there. And it would have been funny to see.

Jonathan's acceptance will come, but not without some warnings. As for team Lane and Kent, yeah, they do make a good team.

Next two chapters will focus on the holidays - so no episode rewrites for those two.
Jun. 27th, 2011 06:39 pm (UTC)
Absolutely AWESOME new chapter honey!!!
Jun. 28th, 2011 06:24 am (UTC)
Thanks hon, so glad you liked the chapter.
Jul. 12th, 2011 05:00 am (UTC)
great story. are you continuing this
Jul. 12th, 2011 05:55 am (UTC)
Oh, don't worry, I still have plenty more chapters where this one came from. I intend to do a whole Clois rewrite of season 4
Jul. 13th, 2011 01:55 am (UTC)
great, cant wait to see more.

I just made a rewrite of one episode of season 4.
great fic if you want to read it http://www.fanfiction.net/s/7112086/1/
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