Hello, fellow humans. Glad to see everyone's enjoying the story so far. Lots of things are going down, as you can read. Well, more is in store. Keep reading to find out what's next in Doom in Cancun. Enjoy!

DISCLAIMER: Don't own Smallville…damn.

Chloe groaned as the sunlight hit her face.

"Rise and shine, honey!" Oliver sang as he bounced on the bed.

Chloe groaned even louder and pulled the sheets over her head. "No! Go away, I wanna sleep."

He chuckled and tugged the sheets away from her. "Come on, Chlo. We're going to the beach, remember? You told me about a certain sky blue bikini that looks so good on you."

"Well, too bad. The only thing I want is some aspirin and ice for my head," she mumbled, trying to pull the sheets back over her head. Oliver simply rolled his eyes and climbed over her. He removed the sheets from her face. "Ollie! Now is not the time for our favorite indoor game."

He chuckled and leaned down to give her a kiss. "I'll get you the aspirin and ice, but you gotta do your part and get your ass outta bed."

"Oh, yeah? Let's see you try to do anything with a raging migraine," Chloe grumbled, pushing him off her.

"I didn't tell you to drink so much," he retorted.

"I don't even know why I did," she said, slowly sitting up and putting a hand to her head.

"You kept saying something about everything hits you and you need to find something to help you unwind." Chloe froze as realization hit her. Oliver stared at her. "What's going on?"

"Nothing," she responded quickly. "Nothing, I don't know why I would say something like that."

"I think you do know," he probed gently.

She looked at him nervously. He continued to stare at her, willing to wait until she was ready to speak. Chloe sighed. "I guess all the responsibilities at Watchtower has me more stressed than I realized."

Oliver moved to sit against the headboard of the bed and pulled her into his embrace. "Why didn't you tell me you were overworked?"

"I didn't even know," Chloe shrugged. "I thought I could handle it. You know, Clark's been hot on the Kandorian trail and I need to be there to support him. I just didn't see I was taking on too much without so much as a break."

Oliver laid a kiss on her temple. "Well, now we're on vacation and you can take all the time you need to reboot. Have you talked to Clark about this?"

Chloe shook her head. "No, I can't complain. We're all a team here. Besides, I wanna nail these otherworldly bad guys just as badly as the rest of us."

"I get it. I also think you should tell him. Clark's understanding. He'll be okay. I just want you to relax a bit every once in a while. You know, I can't have you going on these drunken binges."

She cringed. "I'm sorry. I should have known better."

"It's alright. You were under a lot of stress. It was actually nice to see you so carefree," he smiled, giving her a slight squeeze. "I especially liked our little encounter in the jet's restroom."

Chloe looked up at him with a grin. "That had nothing to do with alcohol."

He chuckled. "Well, you are a very cute drunk. You're also feisty. You reached Lois's level of aggressive. You punched this woman in the face, tried to knock me out, oh, and you mentioned red k in front of Lois."

Her eyes widened in surprise and fear. "What did she say? What did Clark do?"

"Nothing," Oliver replied. "Before he could explain the little slip up, these two women came up to us and asked if I would like to have a drink with them."

"I hope you politely declined." Chloe narrowed her eyes at him.

"Didn't have to. You did for me…well, not so politely," he smiled.

"Okay, good." She smiled brightly. "Oh, so I'm guessing I punched one of them out?"

"Yes, and Lois got the other one," he nodded.

"Very understandable," she chuckled. "Ugh, I am never drinking again." She put her hands up to her head again, trying to stop the insane throbbing. "Remind me of this moment the next time I want a drink."

"Will do," he chuckled.

Suddenly, there was a pounding at the door. Chloe groaned. "Who in their right mind…?"

Oliver left the bed to answer the door. Chloe hunkered down into the pillows and sheets, hoping to get some more sleep in before breakfast.

"Chloe!" she heard someone shout before feeling a heavy weight land on the bed beside her.

"Ugh! Lois! Leave me alone!" Chloe growled at her cousin.

Lois simply grinned and scooted closer to the blonde, throwing her arms around her in a bear hug. "Come, on! It's beach day!"

"It's sleep day," Chloe grumbled.

Clark smiled and sat at the edge of the bed. "You can't skip out on us. It was your idea."

Chloe turned in Lois's arms so that she was facing the brunette. "Well, I change my pained mind."

"No, you're not," Oliver piped, coming into the room with a glass of water and aspirin. "Now, you're gonna take these, put on that blue bikini, and rock that beach."

Chloe tried to hide the smile forming on her face. "Shut up, Ollie."

"Ooh, Chlo's slutting it up!" Lois teased, playfully shoving the petite blonde.

Chloe snorted and sat up against the headboard, followed by Lois. "Yeah, yeah, like you're not going to rock a sexy swimsuit."

"Oh, you know I will," Lois chuckled. "But, I won't be the only one."

The cousins shared a look and Chloe gently nudged Lois's shoulder with hers in silent appreciation. "Alright, I'll go get ready."

"Yay!" Lois grinned before giving Chloe a hug. "We'll see you downstairs."

"Are we getting breakfast first?" Chloe asked as they all got up from the bed.

"Yeah, breakfast downstairs in the dining room. They're open until eleven," Clark said, taking Lois's hand as they walked through the living room.

Chloe and Oliver followed. "Alright. We'll be down in fifteen," she replied.

"See ya," Lois threw over her shoulder as they left the suite.

Oliver shut the door behind them. Clark led Lois into the suite right next to their friends and closed the door once they entered. Before she even knew what was happening, he had Lois pinned to the door. A gasp of shock escaped her lips at the sudden movement, but a smile quickly appeared when she saw the look of desire crossed with adoration form on his face.

"Smallville, you push me any harder and I'll go right through this door," she teased, brushing the tips of her fingers across his cheek. She felt him ease up a little.

"Sorry," he murmured, his lips just a breath away from hers. "But any time I have alone with you on this trip, I'm going to make valuable."

She smirked, loving the way his hard body pressed into her; his hands gliding up her sides. "We only have fifteen minutes before breakfast."

"I'll only need five," he whispered before kissing her passionately, to which she happily responded.

His hand crept into her hair, pulling her in closer as her fingers trailed up his large biceps. "Clark," Lois breathed against his lips, but he continued to kiss her. "Clark." She finally pulled away, long enough to press her hands to his chest. "Easy, tiger. I've never seen you this riled up before. What's gotten into you?"

Clark stared at her, more like her slightly swollen lips, breathlessly. She stood, waiting for him to responded, but he seemed distracted. "Smallville?" She gently pushed against his chest to get his attention.

"Huh?" he replied, his eyes meeting hers.

"I asked you a question. What's the matter with you?"

"I, uh, I don't know. All I wanna do is kiss you," he smiled sheepishly, glancing down. "I mean, you are my girlfriend."

Lois smirked. "I'm your girlfriend, huh? How exactly do you treat your girlfriend?"

Clark smiled. "Well, I like to touch her," he replied, gently caressing her cheek. "I give her kisses…" He leaned down and gave her a chaste kiss. "I just love showing her how much I care about her."

"How much do you care about me?" Lois pressed playfully.

The playfulness died out from his eyes as he stared at her. He longed to tell her how he really felt; those three words that were made only for her. "I'd die for you." But he didn't.

The smile faded from her face as she saw how serious he was. There was no trace of doubt that she could see. "We should, uh, we should get ready. Chloe and Oliver are probably waiting for us."

Clark smiled at her sudden shyness. He loved the way he could make her blush, proud of himself for bringing out the feminine side to Lois Lane that loved to be appreciated.

"Alright," he said. Before he could take a step back, Lois pulled him forward by his shirt and planted one last firm kiss on his lips.

"I'll take the bathroom," she whispered.

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The quad had finished breakfast relatively fast and were now on their way to the beach. Chloe stepped out in her sky blue swimsuit; a strapless top with a silver ring in between her breasts holding the fabric together and a bikini bottom that consisted of a chain that ran from one hip to the other in the front made of small, silver rings. Oliver sported a pair of white swim trunks with light blue stripes on each side straight from his hips to the hem. Lois wore a deep green bikini involving a halter top with cups that were triangular shaped, showing an enticing amount of skin, and the bottom rode low on her hips with ties on each side, keeping it together. Clark, on the other hand, strutted in a pair of black trunks with a forest green splash paint design all over it.

They found a spot to set up their blankets and umbrellas, close to the shore. Oliver immediately laid down on his blanket, resting his head on his hands. "I'm just gonna get some sun. You guys have fun."

Chloe sat on her blanket beside him, but under her umbrella. "Ollie, put some sunscreen on before you burn." She shuffled through her bag and pulled out a bottle of sunscreen before tossing it to him.

Oliver caught it one handedly and began applying it to his skin. "I get to do you next," he winked at Chloe, smiling flirtatiously.

"Sorry," she smiled back. "Clark already offered."

"Well," Oliver scoffed, glancing at the tall, brunette man. "Lois, come here." He pulled on her hand and she fell beside him. "I get to lather you up."

"I don't think so," Clark started before Chloe yanked him beside her.

"Let him have her," Chloe said. "I get to smear you in sunscreen."

"Fine by me," Lois smiled. "Ollie hurry up, I don't want to get too dark."

"Sure thing, babe," Oliver winked at her.

Lois laughed. "Just like old times."

Clark and Chloe glared at them then looked at each other, feeling a twinge of jealousy. Chloe could see how much Clark hated the thought of Lois with another man, even if it was Oliver. Of course, she was jealous of her boyfriend and cousin talking about their previous relationship, but apparently not as much as her best friend was. Clark cleared his throat and moved closer to Chloe under the umbrella.

"Hey, Clark, you remember that one time we went out to Crater Lake?" Chloe spoke.

"Which time?" Clark asked.

"The one you, me, and Lana went out for the entire day," Chloe replied, raising her eyebrows, signaling him to play along.

He seemed to understand because then he nodded. "Oh yeah," he said. "And you invited Jimmy and we spent the entire day just hanging out. I remember you and Jimmy snuck off for a while. Where did you guys go?"

"We went off to another side of the lake to have some alone time. I tell you, the things that he could do," Chloe chuckled.

"I can only imagine," Clark smiled. "You were gone for a while."

"He was quite an animal. And don't think I forgot about coming back and seeing Lana wrapped around you. I distinctly remember her bathing suit top floating by you," she winked at him.

"We thought you two left," Clark retorted. "I thought we'd be okay. Just be lucky you didn't catch us with more off."

Lois was fuming hearing about any intimate moments between Clark and Lana. She never let anyone get to her, but Lana was like poison. Utterly annoyed, she turned to Oliver. "You know what I just thought of?" she asked him.

"What?" He gave her the bottle of sunscreen so she could rub some on his back.

"The one night you talked me into cooking for you. You thought I couldn't be as bad as I said I was," she replied, smearing the white lotion along his skin.

"Oh yeah," Oliver laughed. "You tried to pass off an undercooked chunk of meat as meatloaf and there were clumpy mashed potatoes."

"Yup. I told you I was terrible," Lois shrugged with a smile. "But the best part was the dessert."

"Damn straight. No one could mess up ice cream with hot fudge," Oliver nodded at the fond memory. "Too bad we used the fudge for other things other than putting it on ice cream."

Lois grinned. "It was well worth it."

By now, Clark was so angry, there was practically steam blowing out of his ears. "I'm gonna go for a swim."

"Don't forget sunscreen, Smallville," Lois said a bit harshly, feigning a smile.

"I won't need it." He tossed a glare in her direction and headed towards the water. "Don't worry. I'll be gone for a while. Feel free to feel anyone up in my absence," he growled over his shoulder.

Anger boiled in Lois's blood. She abruptly stood up and went after him, hell bent on not letting him get the satisfaction of walking away. Chloe looked over at Oliver, who was smirking at her.

"You think we did it?" Chloe asked.

Oliver glanced at their friends who were yelling all the way to the waterline before looking back at his girlfriend. "I think we did," he smiled.

She grinned and leaned over to give him a kiss.

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"What's the matter with you, Clark?" Lois shouted at him. "You have no right to be angry!"

"The hell I don't," he grumbled, not stopping to look at her. "Hearing my girlfriend talk about some kind of private rendezvous she had with her ex-boyfriend - one of my best friends - is bound to make me upset."

"Oh, please!" Lois scoffed with a bitter laugh as they stepped foot into the cold ocean water, which neither seemed to notice, and continued on. "That was nothing! You know the stories from when Oliver and I were together. And do you think it's easy for me to hear you talk about groping Lana? You think I like thinking about you always chasing her around like some lovesick puppy?"

Clark abruptly turned around, causing Lois to run right into him. Despite being furious with her at the moment, he wrapped an arm around her to steady her against the crashing waves of the tides that came up to her waist. Once she got her balance back, she pushed away from him.

"Lois, if you think I was a lovesick puppy then, I don't know what I am now because you know how much I tagged along behind you for the past two years."

"Yeah, for work!" she shouted, flinging her hands around. "We were on assignment, we're partners. That's what we do!"

Clark shook his head vehemently. "It was more than that and you know it. After you disappeared last year, I left because everything around me reminded me of you and that hurt too much. But after you came back, it's like everything felt right. I came back to you and I tried my absolute best to make you see how great we could be together. Albeit you were stubborn, I never gave up. Lois, when I care about someone, I do whatever I can to keep them."

She stood silent for a moment, staring at him blankly. Clark grew nervous under her gaze. He sighed. "Lois, it's very hard for me to think about some other man having the privilege of having you, any part of you. Come on, you got jealous over Lana. You know how I feel."

"I am not jealous of Lana," Lois scoffed, crossing her arms defensively over her chest.

"You just admitted it a few minutes ago," he pointed out with a slight smirk.

"I admitted nothing. You have no proof," she retorted.

Clark shook his head. He knew fighting with her was no use. "Look, the point is you're mine, okay? You're mine just like I'm yours. So, in the future, if I don't want to hear about any of your old relationships, it's because the thought of another man's hands on you repulses me."

"What about lips?" Lois couldn't help but tease. "Because Jeff is quite the kisser." He gave her a pointed look, reminded of the time she kissed the intern to get back at him for kissing Zatanna. "Right, okay," she quickly retracted. "Why don't we just agree that we're both jealous maniacs when it comes to past relationships."

Clark smiled. "Agreed, but I thought you weren't jealous?"

Lois rolled her eyes and wrapped her arms around his neck. "If you ever tell anyone that I'm jealous of anyone, I'll make sure you regret it."

He knew she wasn't bluffing. Even the man of steel was afraid of the wrath of Lois Lane. "So, fight's over?" he asked hopefully, his eyes drifting to her lips. He wove his arms around her waist and pulled her in close.

She smiled. "Yeah, time to make up." She pulled his head down to meet hers in a passionate kiss. Suddenly, a huge wave crashed over them, soaking them from head to toe. Lois let out a screech of surprise as Clark focused on anchoring her so she wouldn't be jostled by the force of the wave.

They looked at each other and laughed. Lois pulled him back to her and kissed him again. Clark happily returned kiss after kiss as his hands ran down to her backside, giving it a gentle squeeze before gripping the back of her thighs to hoist her up. Lois moaned softly into the kiss as she wrapped her legs around his waist. He walked further into the ocean so that the surface of the water settled under his chest, which assisted in concealing just how close they were.

When oxygen was needed, Lois pulled away slowly, resting her forehead against his. Their eyes were still closed as they tried to regain their breaths. "This is pretty intimate for such a public place, Smallville," she whispered, pulling back to meet his eyes.

"Right," he breathed, making no move to let her go. "But, we're on vacation. Let's loosen up just a little bit."

Lois narrowed her eyes at him. "Getting a little bold there, are we, Mr. Kent?"

Clark grinned. "Don't act like you don't like it. Besides, I don't see you trying to untangle yourself from me, Miss Lane."

She bit her lip, finding it incredibly sexy the way her name slid off his tongue. In response, she tightened her legs around his waist and threaded her fingers through the dark, wet hair at the back of his head as she kissed him again. Clark groaned, his fingers dancing along her spine, reaching the ties of her bathing suit top. He smiled against her lips.

Lois could feel his exploring hands and pulled away slightly. "Clark, we're at the beach, not Crater Lake."

He chuckled. "The story about Lana and me never happened. Chloe was just messing with you."

"You didn't seem to mind pushing my buttons," she narrowed her eyes at him.

"You should know by now that pushing your buttons has become my greatest skill," he replied smugly.

She made a face and socked him in the shoulder. "Careful, Smallville. I just might do something you won't like."

"Oh, yeah? Like what?" he challenged.

Lois looked over his shoulder and spotted a well-toned blonde man enjoying the ocean water about thirty feet away from them. She smirked and jumped off of Clark. He let her go and watched as she was about to walk toward the man. He pulled on her hand and she swung back into his embrace, making ripples in the water.

"What are you doing?" he asked.

"Well, I was going to talk to that guy over there," she pointed behind her toward the blonde.

"Why?"

"Because he seems lonely," she responded.

"That's not my problem," he said.

"I don't want him to be alone," she said innocently.

"So you're going to leave me lonely?" he asked incredulously.

"That's the plan," she nodded. "You don't need me."

Clark shook his head, hearing her words in a different way. "Like hell," he mumbled, pulling her flush against him and kissing her as if his life depended on it.

Lois's hands trailed up his arms, gripping his biceps as she opened her mouth to him, her tongue swirling around his. One of his hands trailed down her side and around to her ass, where he cupped her flesh and squeezed. Lois moaned into his mouth as he continued to caress her backside. Her arms wrapped tight around his neck, shifting closer as his other hand moved down to her ass. Clark slid his lips away from hers, moving down her neck in open-mouth kisses.

"Clark," she moaned, her own lips sucking at his neck.

"Oh, Lois," he whispered, nuzzling her skin with his nose. "I can't…I can't do this anymore."

Confused, she pulled away from him. "What?"

"I can't do this. You and me, we're…we're just…" he tried to put his feelings into words.

"What, Clark?" she asked sternly, her hands dropping to his arms.

"You're too much," he responded. "I can't-"

"You can't what? Do us? Is that what you're going to say?" Her voice laced with hurt and anger was sweeping over her features.

"No! No, not that," he quickly said, his hands raising to cup her face in his hands. "Lois, what I mean to say is that I can't do slow anymore. It's so hard. You're too much for me and I know you're still not ready and I don't want to push you. I just want you to know that I'm struggling with the idea of not having all of you."

Lois immediately felt embarrassed for assuming he was going to walk away. It seemed old habits die hard. "Oh," she said softly. "Smallville, this is hard for me, too. There's nothing I want more than to rip your clothes off and have my way with you." Her eyes widened in humiliation when she realized what she just said.

Clark smiled and brushed her wet hair out of her eyes. "Good, so I'm not the only one." He leaned down to give her a heart stopping kiss.

She squeezed his biceps. She pulled away to catch her breath. "But," she began breathlessly. "We need to be careful. I don't want to lose this, what we have. In my experience, things always go south because of my habit to rush things. Smallville, this is too important to me and my track record proves I am no good with holding relationships."

"My track record is no more impressive than yours," he chuckled. "Don't worry, I'm not going anywhere. It won't be that easy to get rid of me, remember?"

Lois grinned. She ran her fingers through his hair. "You promise?"

"I promise. I'm yours." He looked in her eyes to convey how true his words were.

She grabbed his face and pulled him into a big, ardent kiss. Another giant wave came crashing over them and, this time, they moved with the currents. Clark stayed underwater and pulled Lois's legs out from under her, causing her to fall backwards. He came up laughing until he saw the furious look on her face. Without warning, she jumped on him and dunked him under the water.

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Back on the shore, Oliver and Chloe were keeping a close on Lois and Clark, seeing how long it took them to hash out their problems. They laughed when they saw their friends get pummeled by a few waves.

"It took them about half an hour," Oliver said.

"Guess they have a knack for taking their sweet time," Chloe smiled.

"Good thing I don't," he smiled wickedly, leaning in for a kiss.

She smiled and closed the remaining space between them, placing a sweet kiss on his lips.

"Hey, I was meaning to ask you. What did Clark tell Lois about the whole red K blunder?" he asked once they pulled away.

"Well, you know Clark and his inability to deceive people," she smiled with a roll of her eyes. "He told her it was something he and I made up when we were in high school. Like an insider between us."

"And Lois bought that?" Oliver asked incredulously.

"Of course not. She just didn't press him on it," she replied.

Oliver nodded slowly in understanding.

"Chloe?"

The two turned in the direction of the voice and was surprised to be greeted by the sight.

"Lana?" Chloe exhaled.

The petite brunette smiled. "I thought it was you, although I couldn't be sure with you sitting next to Oliver."

"Oh, yeah," Chloe spoke, quickly rising to her feet. "A lot's changed in the past year."

"I know. I've been keeping tabs on everyone in Smallville, not in any creepy way or anything," Lana laughed nervously.

"Well, it's good to see you," Chloe smiled, hugging her friend.

Lana gladly returned it. "Good to see you, too. We have a lot of catching up to do."

"Yeah, yeah, you should stick around. We're all on vacation, so we're completely free."

"We?" Lana asked.

"Yeah, Oliver, Lois, Clark, and I," Chloe responded.

"Clark's here?" Lana subconsciously ran a hand through her hair.

"Yeah, he's enjoying the water at the moment," Chloe replied.

"I'm going up to the bar to get a couple beers," Oliver said, leaning down to give Chloe a kiss on the cheek.

Lana watched as he walked away. "So, I heard about Jimmy. I'm so sorry for not being able to see you back then."

The blonde flinched at the memory of her ex-husband, but put on a brave face. "Yeah, thank you. Of course it was painful, but I'm happy now. Jimmy would've wanted that, I know it."

"I can see how happy you are," Lana smiled.

"I couldn't have asked for anyone better than Oliver, believe me," Chloe smiled brightly. "You know, I never imagined this was how my life would turn out, but I can honestly say I've never been happier. You know, I have Oliver, Lois is safe, and Clark has been doing a great job as the Blur."

"Yes, I've heard all about that. I'm very proud of him," Lana replied.

Chloe stared at her for a moment. "If you don't mind my asking, the last I remember you were dosed with a whopping amount of kryptonite, which is why you went away in the first place. Why are you out here in Mexico? I mean, surely you would make sure to keep a safe distance from Clark."

"Yeah, about that. Well, I've been doing my job as a protector down here. I'm actually canvassing the area. There's a low profile drug ring lead by a dirty cop who has been selling to children mostly along the coasts of Cancun. I've been keeping my eye out when I spotted you."

"Is everything okay?" Chloe asked, concerned. "Did you catch them yet?"

Lana sighed. "No, not yet. They're very secretive. I've only been able to catch a few of them without tipping the rest off."

"Do you need any help?"

"No, I've got everything under control. Since the recent missing co-conspirators, the ring hasn't been selling. I've bought some time," Lana responded.

"Are you sure? Because I know Clark and Ollie wouldn't mind-" Chloe began.

"No, really. I wouldn't want to tear you guys from your vacation. Trust me, I've dealt with worse situations before. I can handle it."

"Okay, if you say so," Chloe smiled slightly. "One more thing. If you happen to run into Clark…?"

"I forgot to mention the best part. I'm kryptonite free," Lana grinned. "I've been working with this doctor who studies the affects of meteor rock. He helped me get rid of the kryptonite without losing the suit."

Chloe smiled. "Wow! That's great."

"I know. Now I can work with Clark. You know, be a part of the team."

Chloe didn't have a chance to respond before they heard laughter coming their way. They turned to see Clark walking backwards towards them holding Lois by the waist and her with her hands grasping his shoulders.

"Seriously, Smallville, if you trip I will laugh my ass off," Lois spoke through her already ongoing laughter.

"Not if I trip you first," he replied, pulling her closer and spinning her around so that her back was to his chest.

"Get off of me! If I fall, I will hurt you!" she shouted, trying to free herself from his grip.

He laughed and spun around, wrestling with Lois who was in the middle of trying to pry his hands from her body. His laughter immediately died in his throat as his eyes caught sight of Lana standing in front of him.

"Lana," he said, clearly surprised.

Lois suddenly stiffened at the mention of that name. She looked up in horror and sure enough, the petite brunette was standing there, wearing a smile on her face. Her worst nightmare had come true.

"Seems a lot can change in a year," Lana said.

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