Chapter 12

Roadside Meeting

Disclaimer: Sorry for the wait on this chapter, folks, been dealing with a toothache lately. Now, let's get it on! Warning: Some language and suggestive themes (I think?) to be seen here.

50 Miles Beyond Smallville

Somewhere on the side of the road to Metropolis, Morgan Edge stood in front of his vehicle in a patient way as a black limo was seen making its way towards him. "About time." The Crime Lord muttered to himself as Kal and Tommy got out of the vehicle and came on either side of him as he walked towards the limo.

One that had Lionel Luthor coming out of it as he did so. The man wasn't too happy with the fact his old friend from Suicide Slums was hanging around in Smallville. Especially after his son had clued him into that fact but he hadn't been able to come around sooner thanks to some business he had in another part of the country. "That's his style, always makin' people wait." Kal said with a sneer.

"Clark? What are you doing here, son?" Asked Lionel in confusion once they were all together.

Kal shrugged with a smile on his lips. "Expanding my worldview and all that, old man."

Granted, his 'expansion' involved a lot of 'catching up' with Delilah the past few days since his return to the fold. And my had that been fun so far! Lionel frowned at that in concern for the Kent boy as he clearly had no clue what he was getting himself into. "Do your parents know about the kind of man you're getting involved with, son?" He asked as Morgan rolled his eyes at him.

Again, Kal just shrugged. "Nah, but I don't care. Hell, they aren't even in town anyway! And cut the concerned act, old man, cause I sure as Hell don't buy it."

"I don't buy you bein' fully committed to us either, pal." Tommy told him with a suspicious glare.

"And I've told you before I don't care what you think, pal." Sneered Kal.

Tommy was going to say something to that but Edge put a stop to it much to his dislike. "Now, tell me, what brings the mighty Lionel Luthor to this little corner of the world?" Asked the Crime Lord.

"The unsettling news of your running around in said corner of the world, Morgan."

A scoff came from Edge. "And how's that any more unsettling then YOU runnin' around Smallville, old man?"

Despite himself, Tommy chuckled at the younger boy's words as Lionel just frowned at Clark again. "Clark, I don't think you know the dangers that exist when it comes to being involved with Morgan Edge."

Rolling his eyes, Kal stepped up to the man and dusted off a piece of imaginary lint from his shoulder. "Oh, trust me, I know ALL about it. Hell, I'm married to his sweet little girl after all. And another thing, the name's Kal, not Clark. Get me?" He asked with a menacing tone to his voice.

Lionel's eyes widened as he had never expected Clark Kent of all people to be married to a Crime Lord's daughter! "Alright, Kal, that's enough."

"Darn it, and I was havin' such fun too." Fake pouted the young man as he stepped away and re-joined Tommy.

"Morgan, I want you out of Smallville, am I understood? Metropolis is fair game but this town is not." Declared Lionel, deciding it was best to get down to business.

His old friend just shook his head. "Ohh, come now, old friend, do you really think I'm gonna do that just because you asked? I kinda like the place, it has a certain kind of… Charm, to it. And besides, I think it's a perfect spot for Kal and my little girl to start their own Empire from. And if profit is something you're worried about, I'm sure Kal would be willing to cut you some kind of deal."

"Yeah, sure, how's two percent sound?" Asked Kal sarcastically with a chuckle.

Lionel was decidedly not amused and it showed. "I warn you, Morgan, continue down this road and I will retaliate."

"And I can retaliate just as well, old friend, remember that. Because just as you know my dirty little secrets, I know yours too." Replied Edge with a sneer.

Mutual self destruction and all that. "Man, I wish I had brought some Popcorn." Muttered Tommy.

Because damn was this a good show! Lionel glared at the Blonde before re-focusing his attention back on to Edge as Kal smirked at him. "This isn't over."

"Maybe not, but I do look forward to seeing whatever you try and come up with."

With a glare towards his old friend, Lionel turned around and stalked off for his limo. Said limo driving past them and on its way to Smallville. "Well, that was fun." Remarked Kal sarcastically.

"Life is like Chess at times, Kal. Once you fully realize that, the world is yours."

"Right. If you say so."

A Few Hours Later

"Ohh, that was wonderful, Kal!" Breathed out a sweaty Delilah as she collapsed against her husband's somewhat sweaty self.

"Anything for you, babe. Cause you deserve it." He murmured into her hair as she shifted slightly so that she was on his side.

"Damn right I do." Sighed the girl with a giggle.

Even biting on his nipple some and still very pleased with the fact her man had finally come to his senses about things. And as she traced circles on his chest, a thought entered her head. "You know… I've been meaning to ask you something, babe."

"Yeah? What's that?"

"What happened to your ring? The one you promised you were gonna give me eventually?" She asked with a pout on her lips as she looked up at Kal.

Whose eyebrows had raised up some. "That's what you've been meanin' to ask? I figured it'd have been what happened to the scar on my chest."

She shrugged as best she could. "You know I never liked that thing anyway, babe. As it was so ugly. So I figured you finally got some plastic surgery done on you to get rid of it." Was her response as her face wrinkled up in distaste where that scar was concerned.

"You could say I had something like that done."

"Well, good. Your body is absolutely perfect now." Purred the girl as she kissed his chest a few times.

Pleasing him a great deal in the process. "Glad to know your thoughts, babe, glad to know."

"So, what happened to my ring?"

Kal rolled his eyes at that. "Well, Farmer Brown as you like to call him smashed it."

There was silence in the bedroom until Delilah broke it as she sat up. "HE DID WHAT!?" Screeched out the girl irately.

Her husband made a show of cleaning out his ears with a fake wince. "Jeez, Granville could hear that."

She swatted him on the chest and he just rolled his eyes. "How could that, that, that no good Podunk nothing smash MY ring!? I have half a mind to have daddy go find him and hurt him good for that!"

Kal snorted in amusement as he watched his wife get out of their bed and pace about angrily as she muttered unkind things about Jonathan Kent. "Babe, its okay, alright? I'm actually on the look out for a new one and when I find and get it, its all yours, okay? Just like I promised."

Granted, he was lying his ass off but she didn't need to know that! Nor would it be the first time he'd lied about anything to her as well! This seemed to calm his upset wife somewhat as she looked at him. "You mean it?"

He shrugged before getting out of the bed and wrapping her up in his arms. "Would I lie to you about this? I know how much you wanted my ring."

A little sigh escaped her as his naked frame's arms were tight around her, just like Delilah liked. "Oh, I guess you wouldn't lie about that. Just really bummed the one you promised was smashed." Murmured the girl into his chest.

Completely missing the eyeroll from her 'darling' husband in the process. Along with a small wince that flashed across his face. "You aren't the only one, babe. Now, if you'll excuse me, I need to make a trip to the bathroom."

"Aww, do you have too?" Pouted Delilah as she looked up at him.

"Well, I could always piss on you. But while I don't know about you in that area I know I'm not into that kind of thing."

A look of disgust went across her face as she pulled away from him. "Don't be so crass!" She scolded.

"Yes, dear." Replied the young man as he moved away and even slapped her ass.

Eliciting a giggle from her as she laid back down on the bed and quickly lost herself in a fantasy about her man's ring being on her finger as he had promised her. While that happened, Kal let out a groan as soon as he was in the bathroom with the door locked and closed. Stumbling a bit as he reached the sink and grabbed tightly onto it and causing cracks to form on both sides. "No…!"

"LET ME OUT!"

"Fuck… You! I'm out and I'm staying out!"

"Its my body! Not yours!" Protested his inner voice.

Which was really and truly Clark himself. Who, days before, had unfortunately found himself being taken over by Kal in a moment of weakness thanks to everything finally getting to him. "Yeah? Well, not anymore, dipshit! Its mine and I'm here to stay! So get that through your thick skull!"

Making a fist, Kal punched himself on the side of the head and winced at the pain it caused. But it seemed to do the trick as his 'inner voice' went quiet. Letting out a pleased sigh, Kal looked up at the mirror and smirked. "Now that that's over with, back to fulfilling my needs."

It wasn't long before Delilah's cries of pleasure filled the room, forcing those present in the house to put on ear plugs to try and block out the noises with grimaces on their faces.

Author's Notes: Well, looks like Clark's in a pickle! Wonder what Lionel may try and do where all this is concerned?