N/B Thank you all, for those who did stay with it. I'm not sure if you know that 4 yrs ago my health took a turn for the worst I started to suffer extreme pain in the knees, it was arthritis. 3 yrs the pain became permanent. I was also studying for a degree at that time. I still don't know on a daily basis how bad it's going to be. So this is the end of the story and I hope you all enjoyed it. I will still be writing Smallville fic, let me know if you have any suggestions. You can find me on Facebook and Twitter as wereleopard58. I also have a Tumblr account. I hope you enjoyed it.

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Lex wandered around the yacht as he looked for John. 'I should've followed him sooner.' He muttered.

Just then, he heard a noise so he ducked around a corner, and carefully looked out.

'I'll be back later Clark. I just have to go and finish off Brennan and Queen first. I was impressed with Oliver; he took more than I thought he would.' John walked out of the room and then closed the door behind him.

Lex noticed that he hadn't even locked it. It was obvious that John was so full of himself that he felt as if he were in no danger. His staff was terrified of him, so he assumed that everyone was. Lex Luthor was not like everyone else. He needed to make sure that Clark was okay. No matter what had passed between them, they had been best friends once and that meant something to him.

Once Lex was sure that John had moved away, he came out of his hiding place and walked over to the door. He had no idea what he would find. Lex reached out and grabbed the handle and turned it opening the door. What he found inside was both a fantasy and a nightmare. Clark was naked and had been placed in the centre of the bed and he was lying on his stomach. He was spread-eagled and had cuffs around his wrists and ankles. They in turn were attached to chains which wrapped around the posts of the bed.

Lex would have loved to have Clark like this for pleasure, but it would be enjoyment for both of them. This was not like that, it would be rape. He grabbed a blanket that was lying across the chest that sat on the floor against the bottom of the bed. Lex placed the blanket across Clark and then started to get the cuffs off him.

As soon as he could, Clark reached up and took the collar off, and threw it. He needed it to be a lot further away, but he didn't have the strength to be able to send that far. The bald billionaire walked over and picked it up. As soon as he saw it he felt sick. It had been one that he'd given John for helping him out with a business deal. He couldn't believe that it was being used on Clark. Lex walked out of the room and dropped the colour over the edge of the yacht into the water. That was when he heard a noise; he quickly turned and went back to his earlier hiding spot. As he poked his head around the wall, he could see that John had returned.

It had been obvious that they would have had to deal with John at some point. They were on a yacht after and there were only so many places you could go. As soon as John had been dealt with they need to make their way back to land. Lex had been told that they weren't going that far out.

'Who the fuck helped you Clark?' John shouted. 'Get back on that bed; if you don't obey me, you will be punished.'

'Where's Oliver?' Clark demanded.

Lex couldn't see what was going on, but he needed to make sure Clark wasn't going to be hurt. He also wanted to make sure that his secrets weren't revealed. For all he knew John might have liked kryptonite and managed to get hold of some more. The irony wasn't lost on Lex, which he had spent all those years trying to find out what Clark was hiding, and now here he was trying to protect that. Deep down he wanted his ex-best friend to tell him because he wanted to, not because he was forced to,

Lex got to the door just as John pulled out a gun that had been in the waistband of his trousers. He hadn't noticed earlier as it had been covered with a loose shirt.

'Leave him alone.' Lex shouted as he rushed in. Even though their friendship ended years ago, Clark had taught him a lot. No matter what happened between them one thing would always remain the same. He would love Clark, and that meant protecting him when no one else could.

'Lex, I knew you would try and take him away from me. It was obvious you wanted him; you could see it in your eyes as you watched his every move. 'You're too late, he belongs to me now.' John turned to look at Clark.

As soon as John had turned away, Lex made his move and attacked the kidnapper. Clark watched on as the two men struggled. He couldn't do anything without knowing if Lex would be shot. He couldn't take a chance. Clark quickly got dressed, his eyes remaining of the fight. He wanted to go out and search for Oliver. He couldn't leave Lex alone after all his ex-best friend knew enough to understand that he wouldn't be hurt. It seemed as if he was doing his best to protect Clark's secret. Clark blinked as the gun went off. The two men crumpled to the floor in a heap.

'Oh god Lex?' The Kryptonian rushed to his side and separated them. As much as he didn't want either man to be seriously hurt, he wanted Lex to be the uninjured one. Clark released a breath, as he noticed the blood on John's shirt growing larger.

John looked down at himself. He used his hands to cover the wound. He looked surprised and shocked that he was the one hurt. 'I'm bleeding, you managed to hurt me?' It was clear that it never occurred to him that this could happen. It seemed with getting away with this for so long made him think that he was invincible.

One of the servants appeared at the door. Her eyes widened in shock as she looked at the scene in front of her. The man who had terrorised her was lying on the floor bleeding.

'Get a first aid kit, and someone who has experience to get in here and help. Let the captain know that he needs to head back to land. Make sure he contacts the police.' Lex ordered, and with a quick nod the woman scurried off

'Thank you, Lex.' Clark whispered all those years of being enemies in that moment had just disappeared. Clark was once again a teenager who had gone to Lex for help. No matter what the problem had ever been Lex helped him, even when he knew Clark had been lying to him. Then just as quickly as it came it vanished again, and they were back on the yacht. Their friendship had disappeared years ago.

'I'm glad I could help.'

'I never did thank you, did I?' Clark queried.

'Thank me for what?' Lex was confused at where this conversation was going.

'Back in Smallville and all the times that you helped me, no matter what it was or how angry you were with me, you always dropped everything to help. You did your best to protect men and I know my parents and I didn't make it easy. I know this is years too late, but thank you Lex for being a great best friend, and for helping me whenever I needed it.'

Lex looked down at the ground and blushed slightly. 'You're welcome Clark, I'm glad I was able to do something to help. I also owe you an apology. I'm sorry I kept pushing to find out what your secrets were.' He held out his hand to stop Clark from talking. 'I'm not asking for you to tell me them now.'

'I have to find Oliver.' He felt that he needed to tell Lex these things, but no he desperately needed to find the man he loved.

Lex's face closed off a little at the name of his childhood nemesis being mentioned, and the man that had not only won Clark's secrets, but also his heart. 'I'll stay here.'

Clark nodded and ran out of the room. He used his x-ray vision as he made his way around the yacht. He was getting more worried as he passed each room. That was when he suddenly stopped, this was it. He knew Oliver was lying down, but he was afraid of what he would find. Clark pushed the door opened and entered the room. Brennan was tied up in a corner sobbing. On the bed tied up as he had been was Oliver. He's back was a mess from being whipped by John. Clark growled he wanted to go back and kill him for touching, for hurting the man he loved. Blood was still oozing out of some of them.

'Oliver.' Clark rushed to his side and knelt down on the floor so he could see his face. He gently ran his hand through the blonde hair.

Oliver forced his eyes open, and smiled as soon as he saw Clark. Then the memories hit him. 'Clark are you okay? He didn't hurt you or….?

Clark forced back the tears. He was the invulnerable one, and he wasn't tied to a bed after being whipped, but Oliver's concern was all for him. 'You're the one that's been hurt, and you're asking if I'm okay? Yes, I am. Lex got there in time to save me. He and John fought and the gun went off.'

'Is Lex okay?' As much as he distrusted the other man he did help.

'Yes, the bullet hit John. Lex stayed with him, I had to find you.'

'Is John dead?' Brennan sobbed from the floor.

Clark bent down so he could see Brennan clearly. 'He wasn't when I left, but he had lost a lot of blood. So, I don't know.'

'Oh god, please let him die.' Brennan turned and smiled at Oliver. No matter what happened to him, he still needed a guy with money. He wanted a life of luxury.

Clark couldn't believe it. Oliver was hurt and Brennan was still hitting on him. He could feel his eyes start to heat up, but he forced it back. 'Oliver's taken.' He growled. Clark stood and went back over to the billionaire.

'Before Lex got to you, John didn't get a chance to do anything.' Oliver face was full of relief that turned into a wince as he moved. 'Well, this is one for the record books, I'm grateful to Lex for getting there in time.'

Clark smiled at his lover, realising how lucky he was to have him in his life. 'If I untie your arms will your promise not to move until a doctor takes a look at you?'

'Yes, I promise, you do remember that I spent five years on an island with no medical personnel?' Oliver replied cheekily.

'We all know that you're a very macho hero.' Clark sat down carefully on the bed and gently ran his fingers through Oliver's hair.

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Lex watched them from the door. His head told him that Clark would never be his. His damn heart told him not to give up. He did nothing but watched and waited. You never know what you could find out and if it could give you an opening.

'Lex, what's going on?' Lana walked over to him. She hadn't glanced into the room yet. 'If there's a problem shouldn't John be here?'

'John's dead.' Lex answered, he hadn't glanced her way at all. As soon as Clark and Oliver had arrived, he'd realised that he and Lana wouldn't work out.

'What happened?'

'He kidnapped Clark and hurt Oliver.' He indicated his head.

Lana turned and followed Lex's gaze and her mouth fell open. She couldn't believe how lovingly Clark was staring at Oliver, how obviously gentle his touch was. 'Who killed him?'

'I did, I knew something was up. I followed him and found Clark. When John left, I tried to help him. John came back and we fought, the gun went off.' Lex explained.

'You won't be in trouble will you?' Lana wanted to make sure that she wasn't around Lex if there was going to be a scandal.

Lex shook his head; it had been obvious what was going through her mind. 'No, he'd kidnapped Clark, hurt Oliver and also had a gun.'

'I should see if Clark needs me.' She was hoping that he would allow her to comfort him.

'I don't think he wants to talk to you now, and he has no intention of leaving Oliver's side.'

'Of course he will, it's me. He has loved me since he was a child. Clark is just confused at the moment.' Lana swished her head so her hair fell down her back.

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Clark had heard the two of them talk. He was very thankful that Lex had been there, and for not pushing. He wished that Lana had listened to him. Yes, he had loved her, but it was a childish dream. Now that he was a man he had a different dream. He knew the difference, and he truly loved Oliver.

'What do you want Lana?' Clark's voice was full of impatience. He wasn't in the mood for her at the moment.

Lana stumbled as he spoke; she had never heard that tone from here before. 'I just thought you might need some company.' She smiled sweetly at him.

'I have all the company I need. I have Oliver.'

'Well, if you need anyone else, but Oliver I am there for you.'

'Lana we haven't been friends for a long time. If I need to talk to someone other than Oliver, it will be Chloe I turn to.' Clark was tired that Lana always assumed she would always be first in his eyes.

'Oliver's turned you against me. You love me Clark.'

'Oliver hasn't turned me against you. You're the one that did that Lana? What I felt for you was over long ago. I became friends with Oliver, and that changed to love.' Clark looked down at the man in question and smiled. He bent his head and kissed Oliver.

Lana glared down at the blonde billionaire, turned and stalked off. She ignored the smirk Lex gave her she stomped past.

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Oliver collapsed on his bed face down. It was going to take time for him to heal from these wounds; there would also be a lot of scarring on his back. It had been worth it though not only had they managed to get a serial killer off the streets, but he had ended up with Clark. Not only was the Kryptonian in his life, but he was also in his bed. He was still amazed that the younger man actually loved him. He would be joining Oliver soon; he was going to see Chloe first to see her and to also update her on what had happened.

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Chloe turned as Clark came into the watchtower. 'How's Oliver?'

'He's going to be fine. There will be some scarring on his back due to how hard John had whipped him.' Clark clenched his hands into a fist.

'At least there is one less serial killer out there.' Chloe muttered. 'So how was Oliver before your trip, did you find out what was wrong with him?'

Clark eyed her suspiciously. 'You knew didn't you?'

'Knew what?'

'Chloe, you knew how Oliver felt about me?'

Chloe opened and closed her mouth. 'Yes I knew, but how do you?'

'We uhhhh had to pretend to be a couple.'

She couldn't help but laugh. 'Wait, in front of Lex and Lana?' Chloe waited for him to nod. 'They think you're a couple?'

'Chloe, we are a couple.' He had talked to Oliver, and they both agreed that they should tell her and his mother should know about them.

'As in together, dating each other?'

'Yes Chloe, we're dating each other.' Clark laughed.

'How did that happen? You suddenly felt like give Olive a test ride and you liked it?'

Clark just shook his head in amusement. 'When Brennan flirted with Oliver, I got so jealous. It didn't help things that when I arrived in Vegas I saw them kissing.' He paused for a moment. 'When we kissed it felt so right. As it went on I realised that I was in love with him, but deep inside everything still felt that same. I had obviously loved him for a while and never realised it.'

'I think you found out when you were supposed to. You would have probably run if it happened before.'

'It doesn't matter now, as long as we are together is what counts.'

'What did your mom say?'

'She was happy for me. She's glad that I've found someone I don't have to lie to. I think she's already planning on asking him over for dinner.' Clark grinned nothing phased his mom for long.

'It does help when you don't have to lie to the people you care about.' Chloe remembered back when he used to do that to her. She understands why now, but back then it hurt.

'Well, my mum, my best friend, and the person I'm in love with all know. They are the most important people in my life.' Clark pulled Chloe into a hug.

'Well, your best friend is thrilled that she knows and can help out. She's also over the moon that you finally have someone to love and that they feel the same.' Chloe paused for a moment. 'How did Lana and Lex deal with the two of you?'

'You knew how Lex felt about me as well didn't you?'

'Yes I did Clark.'

'They both told me that Oliver was using me, and wouldn't accept the lies as they did.'

'They said this to you at the same time?' Chloe was a little confused.

'No separately. They weren't happy when I told them that he knew everything. I didn't say anymore or go into specifics.'

'He didn't do anything to you, did he?'

'Who Lex? No.'

'I meant John.' Chloe just wanted to make sure.

'No he didn't. He put me in a kryptonite collar. It was a pure accident; he had no idea what it was. He stripped me and tied me to the bed. He had to leave to deal with Oliver and Brennan. Lex came in, untied me, he threw away the collar. John came in and fought with Lex. He had a gun, and it went off.'

'It seems to be a small world. Thanks for coming here and showing me you're okay, and for telling me about you and Oliver. Oh and when you tell Lois about the two of you can I be there?'

'Why?' He didn't understand why she would want to do that.

'Clark, you're going to have to tell her that you're seeing Oliver. It's best she hears from one of you two after all her ex-boyfriend is now dating the man she's interested in.'

'The man she's interested in? Lois doesn't like me that way.'

'Clark she really does, trust me on this.'

'Uhhhh do I have to be there?'

Chloe couldn't help but laugh.

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Oliver opened his eyes slowly. He was still on his stomach.

'Do you need anything?' A feminine voice asked.

Oliver turned his head to see Mrs Kent. 'No, I'm fine thank you Mrs Kent. I believe Clark is going to get a special pillow so I can sit up.'

'I think you can call me Martha, after all you are seeing my son.' She smiled at him.

'I hope you're okay with us Martha. I've loved Clark for years.'

'It was a little bit of a shock. I was unaware of his interest in men. But I'm used to expecting the unexpected from my son.'

'Thank you.' Oliver moved and winced as pain shot through his body.

'Don't move too much Oliver.' She took hold of his hand and waited for the pain to ease.

He turned and smiled at her. 'At least I know everything about him.'

'That's very true, and I get to tell you all his childhood stories that I couldn't with the others.'

'I look forward to it Martha.'

'How about I start now?' Martha waited for him to nod. 'Well, Clark was about four years old…..'

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Clark walked into the room and smiled at his mother and Oliver talking. 'Hey.' He gave his mother and Oliver a kiss.

'I was just telling Oliver stories about you Clark.'

'You weren't?' Clark moaned.

'I have the right audience this time. I thought that Oliver should stay at the farm with you while his back heals. He's going to need help.' Martha offered.

'I think that's an excellent idea.' Clark replied.

'That will give me more time to tell him stories about you while you're at work.' Martha added cheerfully.

Clark shook his head, while Oliver's eyes lit up. He couldn't believe how lucky he was with these people in his life. He was the luckiest alien on this or any other planet.

The End