The Sins of the Father Part V
A Smallville Story By Merrie Thomas
Disclaimer: If only....
Summary: Lex has been targeted by an assassin, and it's up to Clark and Co. to save him before it's too late.
Characters: Any and all, including Lucien Caldwell, my very own OFC.
Author's Note: While this is not my first attempt at fanfiction, this is my first attempt at Smallville fanfiction, and I'm not entirely up to date on all things Smallville, so please be kind with your comments and criticisms. Thank you. Oh, and by the way, this is an AU story because I like Lex too much to let him become evil. Also, I've recently discovered that I am a Lex/Chloe shipper, so some of that obsession comes out in this story. You have been warned. ;-) Again, thank you for all the kind reviews, especially by Ultrawoman, the only person to review my last chapter. They really makes my day, and give me a healthy kick in the rear to finish another chapter. In short, PLEASE POST THEM!!!! Please??? Also, as per request, the underglorified Pete has been added to this story. Enjoy!
Rating: This story is rated PG-13 For violence and language.
Chapter Five
Upon arrival at Clark's house, Lex dismissed his driver for the time being, and the three of them made a mad dash for Clark's front door. Once they were safely inside, Mrs. Kent took up the opportunity to speak. "Chloe? What are you doing here? Aren't you supposed to be at school right now?"
Chloe glanced over at Lex and Clark before speaking. "Um, yes I am, Mrs. Kent. I received a call from Clark telling me to sneak out and meet him at the gas station near school."
"Clark? Is this true?" Jonathan Kent asked loudly, giving his son a look.
"Yeah dad. It's true." Clark answered.
"Why on earth would you have Chloe sneak out school?" Martha asked.
"I figured she could help us find out who is after Lex. You know how she is, dad. If anyone can find out who's behind this, Chloe can."
"Does your father know anything about this, Lex? I assume you called him." Jonathan said.
"I wouldn't know, Mr. Kent," Lex answered. "As he is out of town for the next week and couldn't be bothered by his only son."
"Oh." was all Mr. Kent could say to that.
"So what brings you back here, Clark?" Mrs. Kent asked. "It's only been a few hours since you left."
"I know mom. It was actually Lex's idea to come here." Clark said, casting a glance at his friend.
"Lex, is that true?" Martha asked him.
"Yes it is, Mrs. Kent. I didn't know what else to do for the moment. At least I feel safe here."
"You do?" Mr. Kent asked, not quite masking the shock on his face.
"Yes, I do. I mean, who wouldn't? How many lives has Clark saved since I've been here, not including mine? Let me tell you, it's been a hell of a lot. There's just something about Clark. I don't know what it is, but I feel safe around him."
Lex's statement caused a variety of reactions from the group: Clark looked embarrassed and blushed, Chloe was grinning widely but pretending not to, Mrs. Kent was smiling, and Mr. Kent looked at his son proudly.
"Gosh Lex, I mean, I don't know what to say. You make it sound like I'm some kind of super hero." Clark said, grinning.
Lex laughed. "God forbid that should ever happen, Clark. You in tights is definitely a sight I don't care to see."
'So, back at the Kent household once more.' Lucien thought with disgust. 'If Luthor thinks he's safe in there he's dead wrong.' He glanced around him, trying to think up a way to get him to come out where he could get to him. The solution came upon him in a flash as he saw the limo driver walk back around from where he had opened the door back to the driver's seat. Lucien got out of the truck, careful to not make a noise should he be noticed by the people inside. He made his way as quickly as he could to the where the driver was just about to get into the car. 'Hurry, you fool! This is your only chance to get Luthor out of the house!' Putting on an extra burst of speed, he came upon the driver in a flash, knocking him down to the ground in his surprise. Once he was sure the driver was unconscious, Lucien took a breath and relaxed a bit. 'Mission accomplished.' He looked over the driver's limp body with a grin. He even began to whistle softly as he carried the man to the back of the limo where he could divest him of his clothes.
Once Lucien had redressed in the chauffeur's clothes, he pushed the half naked man out of the car and onto the ground. The driver, his nametag read 'Erik,' groaned, but did not awaken. Once Lucien was assured that he had everything in the right place and straight, he made his way to the Kent's front door and raised a hand to knock.
The room grew silent at the knocking on the door. "Lex? Are you expecting someone?" Mr. Kent asked, a worried look on his face.
"No. No one knows I'm here except for you all and my limo driver."
"I'll get it." Clark volunteered, making his way to the front door.
"Now, wait just a minute, son. Everyone, into the living room. I'm sure it's nothing, but we shouldn't be too careful. Clark, I'll answer it."
"But-" Clark started.
"No buts. What if it's someone from your school? How would we explain that? Now you go into the living room with everyone else and wait there until I call you." Clark sighed, but did as he was told. Jonathan smiled, fortunate to have a son such as Clark, and made his way to the front door. Upon reaching it, he opened it slowly. "Yes? May I help you?" he asked the man standing before him.
"Ah, yes sir. Is Mr. Luthor about? I urgently need to speak to him." the man asked politely.
Jonathan hesitated, taking in the man's outfit. He relaxed a little when he saw the nametag with 'Metropolis Limo Services' printed across the top. "Lex!" He shouted to the living room. Your limo driver is here! He needs to speak with you." He turned toward the man. "He'll be here in a minute. Would you like to come in?"
"Why thank you sir." the man said, taking off his hat as he entered the door. Lucien struggled to keep his face emotionless as Lex entered the room alone. 'So close, now if I could just get to him.'
"What is it?" Lex asked, walking over to speak with him. His face became confused for a moment, and Lucien made his move. "Wait, you're not-- " he was cut off as Lucien pulled out a gun, grabbed Lex, and put it to his head.
"What is this?!" Jonathan yelled.
"Don't try me, Mr. Kent. You seem like an intelligent man, save for the fact you invite this piece of trash into your home. I do not wish to shoot you, but I will if you make me."
"Just let him go." Jonathan said, raising a hand to stop Clark from running in. "We can talk about this. No one wants to get hurt, just let him go."
"Not a chance." Lucien said with a bitter grin. "He will pay for what his father has done to me and mine."
"Why should Lex pay for this sins of his father?" Clark asked.
"Lionel took away my child, and now I shall take away his. Don't try to stop us on the way out. I'll shoot him, believe me."
Clark didn't know what to do. His friend was in trouble and he couldn't do a thing. Although he knew he was fast, he didn't know if he was fast enough. He looked at the gun that was pressed to Lex's temple. He might get Lex free, but not before he was shot.
"It's ok, everyone. Everything is fine." Lex said as calmly as he could. His eyes met with Chloe's. He frowned as he saw a tear make it's way down her face. "I'll be alright," he said, his eyes not leaving hers.
"Shut up!" Lucien yelled, yanking Lex outside to the limo by his jacket. "Remember! Don't try and stop me or your 'friend' dies right now." He then quickly threw Lex into the limo, closed the door, pressed the 'lock' button on the car remote and made his way to the already running limo. As soon as he did, he stepped on the gas and made his way down the road as fast as he could, laughing all the way at his good fortune.
Clark was just about to take off running after the fading headlights of the limo when Jonathan put a hand on his chest. "No, son." he said quietly.
"What do you mean, no? I can still catch them! I can go fast enough, I know it!"
"What do you mean, Clark?" Chloe asked, tears still running down her face. "We can't catch him now. We need to find out where this madman is taking him! Someone call the police!" she yelled at them, becoming a bit hysterical.
"I already did, Chloe." Mrs. Kent whispered, coming back into the room. Chloe ran to her and began to sob.
"Who would do something like that? That man just took him! Took him before I could tell him anything!" Martha looked down on her with a knowing glance. "Don't worry, it'll be alright. I was just beginning to like having Lex around. We're not giving up on him yet." She leaned in and whispered in Chloe's ear. "Don't worry, I'm sure he knows how you feel." Chloe looked up at her with wide eyes.
"How? How can you know that?" She asked.
"The way you looked at him. I just knew. Don't worry, I won't tell anyone."
"Thank you." Chloe said softly. She wasn't ready for other people to know about the feelings she had developed for Lex. Now wasn't the time. Now was the time to figure out who that bastard was that took him. She quickly ran over to the kitchen table where she pulled out her laptop.
"Chloe? What are you doing?" Clark asked, still in a bit of a state of shock.
"I'm trying to find out who that bastard was, Clark. I'm hacking into the Luthor Corp employee records. They keep a photo ID of all their employees on file. We know what he looks like, so it's just a matter of time."
"Why the Luthor Corp records?" Jonathan asked.
"Because that's the only logical explanation. He blames Lionel Luthor for something, and is taking it out on Lex. Besides," she added quietly, "I don't know where else to look." She shook her head and began to search.
'What the hell was that all about?' Pete wondered to himself. 'First Clark, now Chloe? What is going on here?' Pete wasn't stupid. He knew something was not right with the world when Clark hadn't shown up to school. Clark simply didn't get sick. And after Chloe got that phone call in the middle of Algebra and ran out, Pete was convinced that he had to figure out what was going on. 'I've got to get outta here. Where would Chloe have gone?' he wondered to himself, already visualizing how he could get out of school without anyone noticing him. The answer came to him in a flash. 'Of course she would go to Clark's. Who else could cause her to skip school for?' Pete just shook his head and went up to his teacher's desk to ask to go to the bathroom. He had to keep a straight face as Mrs. Klinger agreed without looking at him. 'She probably won't even notice that I'm gone.' Pete thought, amused. 'No one else does.' He made his way out of the building through the same door Chloe had taken earlier with relative ease. (A/N: Don't try and skip school. It's not as easy as I've made it out to be. Anyway, on with the show, er story.)
On the middle of a sandy Mediterranean beach, Lionel paused, a concerned look crossing over his face. "What's wrong, Mr. Luthor?" the woman underneath him asked.
"Did I say you could speak? Nothing is wrong. I just thought for a minute that Alexander was..."
"Your son was what?" The woman asked again, not taking note of Lionel's previous statement about speech.
"Don't you dare speak about my son!" Lionel wrapped a towel around himself and made his way back to the condo, leaving the nameless woman alone and naked on the sand.
As soon as he reached the condo, his hand hovered over the phone, a breadth away from calling out to Smallville and finding out if Lex was alright. After a moment's hesitation, he pulled his hand away quickly and cursed himself for his foolishness. He looked up at a knock on the door. The woman was back, her eyes begging forgiveness. "Let's go back to bed." Lionel said to her. He would be damned if he was going to let anything spoil his week, not even his son.
'Fuck, this is not good.' Lex thought to himself. He glanced toward the direction of the false limo driver, his view interrupted by the sliding window block. He tried the doors again, but they were still locked. He could do nothing but watch out the darkly tinted windows and hope that his friends would find him soon. His eyes widened a bit at that. 'His friends. There were actually people he could trust to try and find him.' He glanced at the opaque divider again. 'They'd better hurry.' He had seen single- minded men before, and he knew that this man who had kidnaped him would stop at nothing to see him dead.
TBC
A/N: My story is not ended yet, not even close. For those of you who have made it this far, THANK YOU FOR READING!!!!! PLEASE post reviews. They keep me writing new chapters which should be up soon. :-)
A Smallville Story By Merrie Thomas
Disclaimer: If only....
Summary: Lex has been targeted by an assassin, and it's up to Clark and Co. to save him before it's too late.
Characters: Any and all, including Lucien Caldwell, my very own OFC.
Author's Note: While this is not my first attempt at fanfiction, this is my first attempt at Smallville fanfiction, and I'm not entirely up to date on all things Smallville, so please be kind with your comments and criticisms. Thank you. Oh, and by the way, this is an AU story because I like Lex too much to let him become evil. Also, I've recently discovered that I am a Lex/Chloe shipper, so some of that obsession comes out in this story. You have been warned. ;-) Again, thank you for all the kind reviews, especially by Ultrawoman, the only person to review my last chapter. They really makes my day, and give me a healthy kick in the rear to finish another chapter. In short, PLEASE POST THEM!!!! Please??? Also, as per request, the underglorified Pete has been added to this story. Enjoy!
Rating: This story is rated PG-13 For violence and language.
Chapter Five
Upon arrival at Clark's house, Lex dismissed his driver for the time being, and the three of them made a mad dash for Clark's front door. Once they were safely inside, Mrs. Kent took up the opportunity to speak. "Chloe? What are you doing here? Aren't you supposed to be at school right now?"
Chloe glanced over at Lex and Clark before speaking. "Um, yes I am, Mrs. Kent. I received a call from Clark telling me to sneak out and meet him at the gas station near school."
"Clark? Is this true?" Jonathan Kent asked loudly, giving his son a look.
"Yeah dad. It's true." Clark answered.
"Why on earth would you have Chloe sneak out school?" Martha asked.
"I figured she could help us find out who is after Lex. You know how she is, dad. If anyone can find out who's behind this, Chloe can."
"Does your father know anything about this, Lex? I assume you called him." Jonathan said.
"I wouldn't know, Mr. Kent," Lex answered. "As he is out of town for the next week and couldn't be bothered by his only son."
"Oh." was all Mr. Kent could say to that.
"So what brings you back here, Clark?" Mrs. Kent asked. "It's only been a few hours since you left."
"I know mom. It was actually Lex's idea to come here." Clark said, casting a glance at his friend.
"Lex, is that true?" Martha asked him.
"Yes it is, Mrs. Kent. I didn't know what else to do for the moment. At least I feel safe here."
"You do?" Mr. Kent asked, not quite masking the shock on his face.
"Yes, I do. I mean, who wouldn't? How many lives has Clark saved since I've been here, not including mine? Let me tell you, it's been a hell of a lot. There's just something about Clark. I don't know what it is, but I feel safe around him."
Lex's statement caused a variety of reactions from the group: Clark looked embarrassed and blushed, Chloe was grinning widely but pretending not to, Mrs. Kent was smiling, and Mr. Kent looked at his son proudly.
"Gosh Lex, I mean, I don't know what to say. You make it sound like I'm some kind of super hero." Clark said, grinning.
Lex laughed. "God forbid that should ever happen, Clark. You in tights is definitely a sight I don't care to see."
'So, back at the Kent household once more.' Lucien thought with disgust. 'If Luthor thinks he's safe in there he's dead wrong.' He glanced around him, trying to think up a way to get him to come out where he could get to him. The solution came upon him in a flash as he saw the limo driver walk back around from where he had opened the door back to the driver's seat. Lucien got out of the truck, careful to not make a noise should he be noticed by the people inside. He made his way as quickly as he could to the where the driver was just about to get into the car. 'Hurry, you fool! This is your only chance to get Luthor out of the house!' Putting on an extra burst of speed, he came upon the driver in a flash, knocking him down to the ground in his surprise. Once he was sure the driver was unconscious, Lucien took a breath and relaxed a bit. 'Mission accomplished.' He looked over the driver's limp body with a grin. He even began to whistle softly as he carried the man to the back of the limo where he could divest him of his clothes.
Once Lucien had redressed in the chauffeur's clothes, he pushed the half naked man out of the car and onto the ground. The driver, his nametag read 'Erik,' groaned, but did not awaken. Once Lucien was assured that he had everything in the right place and straight, he made his way to the Kent's front door and raised a hand to knock.
The room grew silent at the knocking on the door. "Lex? Are you expecting someone?" Mr. Kent asked, a worried look on his face.
"No. No one knows I'm here except for you all and my limo driver."
"I'll get it." Clark volunteered, making his way to the front door.
"Now, wait just a minute, son. Everyone, into the living room. I'm sure it's nothing, but we shouldn't be too careful. Clark, I'll answer it."
"But-" Clark started.
"No buts. What if it's someone from your school? How would we explain that? Now you go into the living room with everyone else and wait there until I call you." Clark sighed, but did as he was told. Jonathan smiled, fortunate to have a son such as Clark, and made his way to the front door. Upon reaching it, he opened it slowly. "Yes? May I help you?" he asked the man standing before him.
"Ah, yes sir. Is Mr. Luthor about? I urgently need to speak to him." the man asked politely.
Jonathan hesitated, taking in the man's outfit. He relaxed a little when he saw the nametag with 'Metropolis Limo Services' printed across the top. "Lex!" He shouted to the living room. Your limo driver is here! He needs to speak with you." He turned toward the man. "He'll be here in a minute. Would you like to come in?"
"Why thank you sir." the man said, taking off his hat as he entered the door. Lucien struggled to keep his face emotionless as Lex entered the room alone. 'So close, now if I could just get to him.'
"What is it?" Lex asked, walking over to speak with him. His face became confused for a moment, and Lucien made his move. "Wait, you're not-- " he was cut off as Lucien pulled out a gun, grabbed Lex, and put it to his head.
"What is this?!" Jonathan yelled.
"Don't try me, Mr. Kent. You seem like an intelligent man, save for the fact you invite this piece of trash into your home. I do not wish to shoot you, but I will if you make me."
"Just let him go." Jonathan said, raising a hand to stop Clark from running in. "We can talk about this. No one wants to get hurt, just let him go."
"Not a chance." Lucien said with a bitter grin. "He will pay for what his father has done to me and mine."
"Why should Lex pay for this sins of his father?" Clark asked.
"Lionel took away my child, and now I shall take away his. Don't try to stop us on the way out. I'll shoot him, believe me."
Clark didn't know what to do. His friend was in trouble and he couldn't do a thing. Although he knew he was fast, he didn't know if he was fast enough. He looked at the gun that was pressed to Lex's temple. He might get Lex free, but not before he was shot.
"It's ok, everyone. Everything is fine." Lex said as calmly as he could. His eyes met with Chloe's. He frowned as he saw a tear make it's way down her face. "I'll be alright," he said, his eyes not leaving hers.
"Shut up!" Lucien yelled, yanking Lex outside to the limo by his jacket. "Remember! Don't try and stop me or your 'friend' dies right now." He then quickly threw Lex into the limo, closed the door, pressed the 'lock' button on the car remote and made his way to the already running limo. As soon as he did, he stepped on the gas and made his way down the road as fast as he could, laughing all the way at his good fortune.
Clark was just about to take off running after the fading headlights of the limo when Jonathan put a hand on his chest. "No, son." he said quietly.
"What do you mean, no? I can still catch them! I can go fast enough, I know it!"
"What do you mean, Clark?" Chloe asked, tears still running down her face. "We can't catch him now. We need to find out where this madman is taking him! Someone call the police!" she yelled at them, becoming a bit hysterical.
"I already did, Chloe." Mrs. Kent whispered, coming back into the room. Chloe ran to her and began to sob.
"Who would do something like that? That man just took him! Took him before I could tell him anything!" Martha looked down on her with a knowing glance. "Don't worry, it'll be alright. I was just beginning to like having Lex around. We're not giving up on him yet." She leaned in and whispered in Chloe's ear. "Don't worry, I'm sure he knows how you feel." Chloe looked up at her with wide eyes.
"How? How can you know that?" She asked.
"The way you looked at him. I just knew. Don't worry, I won't tell anyone."
"Thank you." Chloe said softly. She wasn't ready for other people to know about the feelings she had developed for Lex. Now wasn't the time. Now was the time to figure out who that bastard was that took him. She quickly ran over to the kitchen table where she pulled out her laptop.
"Chloe? What are you doing?" Clark asked, still in a bit of a state of shock.
"I'm trying to find out who that bastard was, Clark. I'm hacking into the Luthor Corp employee records. They keep a photo ID of all their employees on file. We know what he looks like, so it's just a matter of time."
"Why the Luthor Corp records?" Jonathan asked.
"Because that's the only logical explanation. He blames Lionel Luthor for something, and is taking it out on Lex. Besides," she added quietly, "I don't know where else to look." She shook her head and began to search.
'What the hell was that all about?' Pete wondered to himself. 'First Clark, now Chloe? What is going on here?' Pete wasn't stupid. He knew something was not right with the world when Clark hadn't shown up to school. Clark simply didn't get sick. And after Chloe got that phone call in the middle of Algebra and ran out, Pete was convinced that he had to figure out what was going on. 'I've got to get outta here. Where would Chloe have gone?' he wondered to himself, already visualizing how he could get out of school without anyone noticing him. The answer came to him in a flash. 'Of course she would go to Clark's. Who else could cause her to skip school for?' Pete just shook his head and went up to his teacher's desk to ask to go to the bathroom. He had to keep a straight face as Mrs. Klinger agreed without looking at him. 'She probably won't even notice that I'm gone.' Pete thought, amused. 'No one else does.' He made his way out of the building through the same door Chloe had taken earlier with relative ease. (A/N: Don't try and skip school. It's not as easy as I've made it out to be. Anyway, on with the show, er story.)
On the middle of a sandy Mediterranean beach, Lionel paused, a concerned look crossing over his face. "What's wrong, Mr. Luthor?" the woman underneath him asked.
"Did I say you could speak? Nothing is wrong. I just thought for a minute that Alexander was..."
"Your son was what?" The woman asked again, not taking note of Lionel's previous statement about speech.
"Don't you dare speak about my son!" Lionel wrapped a towel around himself and made his way back to the condo, leaving the nameless woman alone and naked on the sand.
As soon as he reached the condo, his hand hovered over the phone, a breadth away from calling out to Smallville and finding out if Lex was alright. After a moment's hesitation, he pulled his hand away quickly and cursed himself for his foolishness. He looked up at a knock on the door. The woman was back, her eyes begging forgiveness. "Let's go back to bed." Lionel said to her. He would be damned if he was going to let anything spoil his week, not even his son.
'Fuck, this is not good.' Lex thought to himself. He glanced toward the direction of the false limo driver, his view interrupted by the sliding window block. He tried the doors again, but they were still locked. He could do nothing but watch out the darkly tinted windows and hope that his friends would find him soon. His eyes widened a bit at that. 'His friends. There were actually people he could trust to try and find him.' He glanced at the opaque divider again. 'They'd better hurry.' He had seen single- minded men before, and he knew that this man who had kidnaped him would stop at nothing to see him dead.
TBC
A/N: My story is not ended yet, not even close. For those of you who have made it this far, THANK YOU FOR READING!!!!! PLEASE post reviews. They keep me writing new chapters which should be up soon. :-)