In danger of death - 6
That night, at Luthor's mansion, after dinner and while Martha was at the bathroom…
Lionel: I ordered to prepare two rooms for you. My house is your house, too.
Clark: It wasn't necessary, Lionel…
Lionel: No. I really want to do this… I mean… I appreciate your family… and you already know what I feel for your mother.
Clark: Right. And that's why it wasn't necessary… you just needed to order one room…
Lionel: What do you mean?! – he exclaimed.
Clark: I mean that I'm sure that my mother would prefer to sleep with you… - he said with a minx smile.
Just at that moment they listened Martha's wheelchair coming in and they stopped their funny talk.
Martha: Hey! What were you talking about? Were you talking about me?! – she asked.
Lionel: No!
Clark: Of course we not, mum… we just talking about the funny situation… the Kents living with Lionel Luthor… who would imagine that a year ago?! – he laughed.
Martha: Yeah… so funny. Can you guys take me upstairs, please… I would like to put myself a little more comfortable…
Clark took Martha to the room and wait Lionel to come up.
Clark: Don't worry… I will try to have a strong sleep tonight… - and he had that smile again.
When Clark went into his room Lionel entered to Martha's.
Martha: Clark, sweetheart, can you help me with that? – she said, giving her back to Lionel, and pointing her bra.
Lionel: It's not Clark… it's me.
Martha: Lionel! – she smiled and blushed while she turned round – What are you…? Clark is…
Lionel: Don't worry… he asked me to come in… I mean… I think that he have already get used to this… situation…
Martha: Great! In that case I really don't need to dress m self more comfortable… I just need you to lie me on the bed…
They kissed while Lionel took her to the bed.
And it was in the middle of their moans and groans when somebody with a gun on his hand came into the mansion and started to look for the red-haired. Seeing that she wasn't downstairs, he went up. He opened the first door: an empty room. He opened the second door: a bathroom. He opened the third door: a cupboard. He opened the fourth door: a brown-haired man on top with a pretty naked red-haired.
Martha listened how somebody opened the door. First she scared herself and took Lionel away, then she recognized his face.
Lionel: Who are you?!
Martha: He's who burned the house… - said Martha.
Lionel: I will kill him!
Somebody: No. I will kill you both! – he aimed them with his gun, he moved his hand a little, and aiming Martha, he shoot: BANG!
Clark came quickly, he saw the man at the door and he hit him. The man felt unconscious on the floor. He entered to the room.
The bed's sheets were dyed of red…
Some blood was dripping on the carpet…
Lionel's look was lost on the room…
Martha's tears were getting wet his front…
Martha: Clark… I'm not sure he's breathing… - she said on a sigh. She was breathing hard and crying desperately.
Without say anything Clark took Lionel on his arms and run fast, inhumanity fast, and a few seconds after he was at the hospital.
After three weeks of coma, Lionel came back, and Martha was sitting next to him holding his hand, crying on it.
Lionel: Why are you crying, dear? – he asked, coughing.
Martha: Lionel! Oh my god! Lionel! – she kissed his hand and Clark, who was outside came in.
Lionel: You haven't answered me…
Martha: You scared me a lot… I thought that you were… I really thought that… - she began to cry hardly.
Clark: He's ok, mum… There's no matter to cry anymore…
Lionel: Your son is right… stop your crying… I still here… - he smiled.
Clark: I'm really glad to see you again, Lionel… you saved my mother's life and this hasn't any price for me… - he hugged him.
Martha: I hate you…
Lionel: What?
Martha: Why fuck had you to put yourself in front of mine!?
Lionel: To save your life!
Martha: How did you wanted to save? If you die I die too… - she had stopped crying, but she began again.
Lionel: Oh dear… - he moved a little to be able to kissed her mouth, because she still on her wheelchair and she couldn't get up.
Then Clark went out to leave them alone.
Martha: I had to look into your cupboard to bring some of your clothes here…
Lionel: My house is your house… I think that I have already told it to you…
Martha: Yeah… well… I found this… - she took out a little box.
Lionel: Oh my god! You found it! You hadn't to find it! – he get nervous – I promise you that I didn't pretend to… I just keep it for the day that…
Martha put a finger on Lionel's lips and continued talking.
Martha: Lionel Luthor, would you want me to marry you? – she asked smiling but with her eyes red of crying.
Lionel: What?! Are you serious on that!?
Martha: Answer the question – she said – Do you want me to marry you?
Lionel: I do… I do! Of course I do!
Martha: Great! Because I want , too. – she took a ring from the box and helped Lionel to put it on his finger.
Lionel: What…? Why…? – he was laughing and he didn't know exactly what to say. Martha helped him kissing his lips.
Martha: I knew that you would wait for the moment to ask it to me… but I have learnt that life is too much short to wait the moments to come… we have to create them…
Pachelbel's Canon was being played by a big orchestra at the Luthor's mansion's garden. There were nearly a hundred guess, a lot of them, from Washington, but there was not a Senator who some months later had proposed himself to kill Martha Kent. No, that Senator was in prison, and also the mans who had helped him to try it.
It was the wedding day, Lionel was waiting for his bride at the altar, and Clark was pulling the wheelchair. She was wearing a short white dress, which showed her perfect legs. When they arrived to the altar, Clark kissed her mother's hand and gave it to Lionel, and, in surprise of all what he was hoping, she use his hand to help herself to stand up. And there was the Senator Martha Clark Kent, after fifth tries to kill her, after months sitting on a wheelchair, she was stood up in front of the man who gave his life for hers.
Lionel: Martha! You can raise yourself! – he exclaimed really surprised.
Martha: I can. And instead that I need some help, I can walk too… - she said smiling.
Lionel: Since when! You said me that you would be never able to…
Martha: I know… it was a time when I thought it… but then I started to progress really well… and I wanted it to be a surprise for you…
Lionel: And it is so… it's a big… a great surprise! I'm really proud of you! – he hugged her, and she kissed him.
"Excuse me…" said a voice, it was the priest "Could you both wait to the end of the ceremony to do this…?"
Martha: Oups! Sorry… You can start… - said Martha smiling, and Lionel laughed.
THE END.