[A/N: I just couldn't leave this story alone...so here's some more!]
"Are you sure this is a good idea?" Victor whispered. They were standing on the rafters above a large warehouse workroom, watching Lex's guards and scientists scurry around below them.
Oliver nodded. "It's our only chance to get more info on 33.1"
"Well I'm just saying Lex used Impulse as target practice barely two weeks ago, it might be a bit early to send the kid back in," Victor said.
"I think I've got it covered," Bart said through their com link, suddenly zooming into the room. Oliver and Victor watched as he slammed into a guard, sending him flying into a wall. Then Bart grabbed a vial of some chemical they had been testing and was gone.
"Showtime," Oliver said, shooting an arrow at the main lights which sparked before blowing out. The scientists ran from the room, closely followed by the guards.
"That was easy," Victor said, looking around.
"Too easy...guys there's a bomb!" Chloe yelled. Oliver and Victor sprang into action, Oliver using his bow to set an anchor and zipline down to the floor, Victor effortlessly landing beside him.
"Showoff," Oliver said.
"Can you argue about who's cooler later?" Chloe demanded.
"We're on our way out. Is the building clear?" Oliver asked as they ran down the hallway towards the main exit.
"Boy Sco working on that right now," Chloe replied, watching on a separate monitor as Clark tried to reason with a group of scientists who'd locked themselves in their lab.
"Where's Impulse and Aquaman?" Victor asked.
"Aquaman is helping Boy Scout," Chloe replied. "Um guys, Impulse just went back in the building and he isn't responding to me."
"Bart, what are you doing?" Oliver demanded as he and Victor reached the front door.
"I'll get him," Clark said, leaving Aquaman to bust down the door and effectively herd everyone outside.
"You've got thirty seconds," Chloe said, nervously watching the timer count down. Clark scanned the building with his x-ray vision, seeing Bart in one of the small labs.
Clark rushed to him. "Bart, we've gotta go!" he shouted. Bart turned to look at him.
"I can get the bomb out of here,"Bart said, looking back at the square box sitting on the floor in front of him.
"It's okay, we've almost cleared the building," Clark said, taking a step forward. Bart reached down and grabbed the box.
"We don't have time to get everyone to safety," Bart replied. "But I'm fast enough to get it far enough away from here."
"I'll go with you," Clark said.
"Just try to catch up," Bart said, smiling before he was gone in a red blur, Clark racing after him. Bart led the way to the ocean, Clark barely able to keep him in his sight.
"Five seconds!" Chloe yelled, and Clark pushed himself the fastest he'd ever gone, barely able to catch up with Bart as they ran on the water. Bart threw the bomb forward, and Clark grabbed him, trying to shield him from the blast.
Then there was nothing but fire and heat and pain, and together they floated in the ocean.
