The Sins of the Father Part VI
A Smallville Story By Merrie Thomas
Disclaimer: I own a Smallville poster, patch, sticker, DVD, and a cat named Alexander. Does that count?? Sigh, I didn't think so.
Summary: Lex has been targeted by an assassin, and it's up to Clark to save him before it's too late.
Characters: Any and all, including Pete! and Lucien Caldwell, my very own evil OFC.
Author's Note: While this is not my first attempt at fanfiction, this is still my first attempt at Smallville fanfiction, 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 Chlexer, so some of that obsession comes out in this story. You have been warned. ;-) Also, thank you again for all your kind reviews! They truly make my day and keep me writing!
Rating: This story is rated PG-13 For violence and language.
Chapter Six
After the police had come and gone, the Kent household fell into silence. They had told them all they could about who had taken Lex, but the police didn't hold much hope in finding him. They didn't say this outright of course, but it was evident. They weren't about to give up hope though. These were the kind of people who would never betray their friends, no matter what happened. And Lex Luthor had slowly been accepted as a friend. It didn't happen right away, but it was certainly true now. They wouldn't give him up without a fight.
Chloe Sullivan wasn't about to give up either. She didn't necessarily consider Lex Luthor a friend, though. She wanted him to be so much more than that, and she wouldn't give up that chance without a fight.
"Any luck, Chloe?" Clark asked for what seemed the hundredth time in the time since Lex had been taken.
"Not yet, Clark. Don't worry, we'll find him." She said, forcing a smile on her face. "I don't give up that easily.
"I know." Clark said. He sat down at the table next to her, quietly praying to himself again for the life of his friend. He was startled out of by a knock on the door. He jumped up to answer it, both hoping and fearing that it was news of Lex. He wasn't prepared for the sight he was greeted with. "Pete?" he asked the man in front of him.
"Hey Clark. I know you're probably wondering what the heck I'm doing out of school in the middle of the day, but I was looking for Chloe. She just ran out in the middle of class and I figured she would be here. Was I wrong?" he asked.
Clark sighed. "No, Pete. Chloe's here." Pete looked beyond Clark at Chloe sitting at the kitchen table. She seemed unaware of his presence.
"Pete? What are you doing here? Wait, don't tell me. You snuck out of school too, didn't you?" Mrs. Kent commented on seeing Pete in her kitchen.
"Uh, yeah, Mrs. Kent. I went looking for Chloe and figured she'd be here."
"Why did you think that, Pete?" Martha asked.
"Well, I knew she would want to know what happened to Clark. He wasn't at school today."
"Why is that so strange to everyone?" Clark asked.
"Oh come on, Clark. You're like the most healthy person I know. Now, can someone please tell me what's going on?"
"Please sit down, Pete. We'll explain everything." Martha said, guiding him to a seat next to Chloe, who finally noticed him for the first time.
"Oh hi Pete. What are you doing here?" she asked.
Lucien couldn't believe it. Everything was going his way. He had captured Luthor and now had the opportunity to make Lionel pay for what he had done to Emily. 'She was innocent, she didn't deserve that. She didn't deserve any of it.' He quickly pushed thoughts of her aside. Now was not the time to dwell on such things. Now was the time to worry about what he was going to do the young Luthor. 'No, I won't think of him as young. That implies that he could be innocent. He is not innocent. He is just like his father. The world will thank me for killing him.' Lucien thought over this as he drove to the warehouse he had rented in Metropolis. 'Is killing him not punishment enough?' Lucien wasn't entirely sure. He had never killed anyone before, he wasn't a monster. It was the Luthor's who were the monsters, not him. 'But he must be made to pay. I must make sure that young blonde-haired woman doesn't end up like my Emily. But does that mean I have to kill him?' Lucien pondered over the juvenile records of the younger Luthor which he had procured from an old friend in the Metropolis P.D. 'No, I must find a way to make him suffer without killing him. What does Luthor value above all else?' Lucien thought over everything he had found out about him in the last week. The answer came to him in a flash. 'His control over himself and the world around him.' He grinned. He had his solution.
Despite all the things Jonathan Kent knew needed to be done on a farm to keep it running, he couldn't focus himself to do any of them. All he could think about was that man with a gun to Lex's head. The man that he had let into his home. After seeing the uniform he didn't give a second thought to letting him into his house and calling Lex over to speak with him. Jonathan took a moment to curse himself for his foolishness. He wouldn't be able to forgive himself if something happened to Lex as a result of his stupidity. He had a sick feeling that Clark wouldn't either.
"Jonathan?" His wife called out, walking up to him. "What are you doing?"
"I was just fixing a few posts on this fence." He answered.
"That doesn't need to be done right now, and it doesn't look like you're really concentrating on it. What's the matter?"
"Nothing," Jonathan said, looking down at the ground.
"Oh come on Jonathan. You're not that good of a liar. You never have been. Is it about Lex?"
"I feel responsible for what happened to him, Martha. I'm the one who let that man into our house. He said he felt safe there, Martha. In our home, around our son."
Martha sighed. "How many times to I have to tell you and Clark that everything is not your fault? Come on, Jonathan. How could you have known that the man really wasn't Lex's limo driver? Now stop worrying about whose fault it is and help the rest of us find him."
Jonathan sighed. "Once again, you remind me of just how much I love you, Martha." He said, standing up and kissing her.
"And I love you, Jonathan. Now stop blaming yourself and come inside."
"I've got you, you bastard!" Chloe yelled out victoriously at her computer.
"What have you found, Chloe?" Jonathan asked, coming in behind his wife.
"I've got an ID on the guy who took Lex. His name is Lucien Caldwell."
"Who are you?!" Lex yelled at the man who had handcuffed him to a chair in what seemed to be an empty warehouse. "And why have you brought me here?" he yelled, his voice echoing in the large room.
"My name is Lucien Caldwell, Mr. Luthor. I worked as a janitor in the Luthor Corp building here in Metropolis."
"Why have you brought me here?" Lex asked, taking note that he was indeed in Metropolis and not Smallville.
"For Emily." was all he had to say.
"Who's Emily?" Lex asked him, but not receiving an answer.
"Look, it says here that he had a daughter that worked with him at the Luthor Corp building by the name of Emily Caldwell." Clark said, pointing over Chloe's shoulder at the screen.
"Let's find out more about her." Chloe said, accessing her file. "Hmm...that's interesting." She said after a few minutes.
"What is?" Mrs. Kent asked.
"It says here that she was Lionel Luthor's personal assistant. It also says that she left about six months ago."
"Left? What do you mean, left? Was she fired?" Pete asked.
"It doesn't say. It just says that Luthor Corp terminated her employment. Hold on, let me check something. I hope I'm not right..."
"Um, Chloe you do realize that it's illegal to hack into the Metropolis Police records, don't you?" Clark asked, casting a slightly concerned glance at his friend.
"Yeah, yeah." Chloe said. Her breath caught. "Oh my god," she whispered.
"Emily was everything to me." Lucien gritted out through his teeth.
'His daughter was a personal assistant for my father?' Lex thought with an inward grimace. 'This is not good.' "What happened to her?" Lex asked, afraid of the answer.
"What is it, Chloe?" Mrs. Kent asked, hearing her words.
"She committed suicide. She jumped off the Metropolis Memorial Bridge six months ago. But that's not the worst part, Mrs. Kent."
"It isn't?" Martha asked.
"According to the police autopsy report, she was three weeks pregnant when she did it."
'Oh, God.' Lex thought to himself. 'His daughter and my father were having an affair. Damn him!' "I'm sorry for your situation, Mr. Caldwell, but I'm not the one who got your daughter pregnant. My father is."
"Shut up, you bastard You don't understand anything!" Lucien shouted, slapping Lex hard across the face. "As much as I tried to persuade her otherwise, Emily actually loved your father! She was overjoyed when she found out she was carrying his child. But when she went to tell him, he sent her away without a second glance, telling her he didn't want the child or her."
Lex spit blood on the floor and cursed his father again. He wasn't all that surprised at the man's revelation. His father had done such things before, and would certainly do such things again.
"After she left your father, she made her way straight to the bridge and threw herself into the water. She wouldn't even talk to me! After your father sent her away, she was heart broken. She wouldn't even talk to me..." He whispered.
Lex gasped, not saying a word. He had enough experience dealing with emotional people to know when saying something will only further damage the situation. After a few minutes, Lucien seemed to calm down a little, and Lex spoke up.
"What are you going to do to me?" Lex asked quietly.
"Oh don't worry, you'll find out." Lucien said after making sure Lex was securely handcuffed. He smirked and left.
TBC
A/N: Oh come on, secretly you really love a good cliffhanger, don't you? No? Well fine then. Next chapter will be up soon.
A Smallville Story By Merrie Thomas
Disclaimer: I own a Smallville poster, patch, sticker, DVD, and a cat named Alexander. Does that count?? Sigh, I didn't think so.
Summary: Lex has been targeted by an assassin, and it's up to Clark to save him before it's too late.
Characters: Any and all, including Pete! and Lucien Caldwell, my very own evil OFC.
Author's Note: While this is not my first attempt at fanfiction, this is still my first attempt at Smallville fanfiction, 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 Chlexer, so some of that obsession comes out in this story. You have been warned. ;-) Also, thank you again for all your kind reviews! They truly make my day and keep me writing!
Rating: This story is rated PG-13 For violence and language.
Chapter Six
After the police had come and gone, the Kent household fell into silence. They had told them all they could about who had taken Lex, but the police didn't hold much hope in finding him. They didn't say this outright of course, but it was evident. They weren't about to give up hope though. These were the kind of people who would never betray their friends, no matter what happened. And Lex Luthor had slowly been accepted as a friend. It didn't happen right away, but it was certainly true now. They wouldn't give him up without a fight.
Chloe Sullivan wasn't about to give up either. She didn't necessarily consider Lex Luthor a friend, though. She wanted him to be so much more than that, and she wouldn't give up that chance without a fight.
"Any luck, Chloe?" Clark asked for what seemed the hundredth time in the time since Lex had been taken.
"Not yet, Clark. Don't worry, we'll find him." She said, forcing a smile on her face. "I don't give up that easily.
"I know." Clark said. He sat down at the table next to her, quietly praying to himself again for the life of his friend. He was startled out of by a knock on the door. He jumped up to answer it, both hoping and fearing that it was news of Lex. He wasn't prepared for the sight he was greeted with. "Pete?" he asked the man in front of him.
"Hey Clark. I know you're probably wondering what the heck I'm doing out of school in the middle of the day, but I was looking for Chloe. She just ran out in the middle of class and I figured she would be here. Was I wrong?" he asked.
Clark sighed. "No, Pete. Chloe's here." Pete looked beyond Clark at Chloe sitting at the kitchen table. She seemed unaware of his presence.
"Pete? What are you doing here? Wait, don't tell me. You snuck out of school too, didn't you?" Mrs. Kent commented on seeing Pete in her kitchen.
"Uh, yeah, Mrs. Kent. I went looking for Chloe and figured she'd be here."
"Why did you think that, Pete?" Martha asked.
"Well, I knew she would want to know what happened to Clark. He wasn't at school today."
"Why is that so strange to everyone?" Clark asked.
"Oh come on, Clark. You're like the most healthy person I know. Now, can someone please tell me what's going on?"
"Please sit down, Pete. We'll explain everything." Martha said, guiding him to a seat next to Chloe, who finally noticed him for the first time.
"Oh hi Pete. What are you doing here?" she asked.
Lucien couldn't believe it. Everything was going his way. He had captured Luthor and now had the opportunity to make Lionel pay for what he had done to Emily. 'She was innocent, she didn't deserve that. She didn't deserve any of it.' He quickly pushed thoughts of her aside. Now was not the time to dwell on such things. Now was the time to worry about what he was going to do the young Luthor. 'No, I won't think of him as young. That implies that he could be innocent. He is not innocent. He is just like his father. The world will thank me for killing him.' Lucien thought over this as he drove to the warehouse he had rented in Metropolis. 'Is killing him not punishment enough?' Lucien wasn't entirely sure. He had never killed anyone before, he wasn't a monster. It was the Luthor's who were the monsters, not him. 'But he must be made to pay. I must make sure that young blonde-haired woman doesn't end up like my Emily. But does that mean I have to kill him?' Lucien pondered over the juvenile records of the younger Luthor which he had procured from an old friend in the Metropolis P.D. 'No, I must find a way to make him suffer without killing him. What does Luthor value above all else?' Lucien thought over everything he had found out about him in the last week. The answer came to him in a flash. 'His control over himself and the world around him.' He grinned. He had his solution.
Despite all the things Jonathan Kent knew needed to be done on a farm to keep it running, he couldn't focus himself to do any of them. All he could think about was that man with a gun to Lex's head. The man that he had let into his home. After seeing the uniform he didn't give a second thought to letting him into his house and calling Lex over to speak with him. Jonathan took a moment to curse himself for his foolishness. He wouldn't be able to forgive himself if something happened to Lex as a result of his stupidity. He had a sick feeling that Clark wouldn't either.
"Jonathan?" His wife called out, walking up to him. "What are you doing?"
"I was just fixing a few posts on this fence." He answered.
"That doesn't need to be done right now, and it doesn't look like you're really concentrating on it. What's the matter?"
"Nothing," Jonathan said, looking down at the ground.
"Oh come on Jonathan. You're not that good of a liar. You never have been. Is it about Lex?"
"I feel responsible for what happened to him, Martha. I'm the one who let that man into our house. He said he felt safe there, Martha. In our home, around our son."
Martha sighed. "How many times to I have to tell you and Clark that everything is not your fault? Come on, Jonathan. How could you have known that the man really wasn't Lex's limo driver? Now stop worrying about whose fault it is and help the rest of us find him."
Jonathan sighed. "Once again, you remind me of just how much I love you, Martha." He said, standing up and kissing her.
"And I love you, Jonathan. Now stop blaming yourself and come inside."
"I've got you, you bastard!" Chloe yelled out victoriously at her computer.
"What have you found, Chloe?" Jonathan asked, coming in behind his wife.
"I've got an ID on the guy who took Lex. His name is Lucien Caldwell."
"Who are you?!" Lex yelled at the man who had handcuffed him to a chair in what seemed to be an empty warehouse. "And why have you brought me here?" he yelled, his voice echoing in the large room.
"My name is Lucien Caldwell, Mr. Luthor. I worked as a janitor in the Luthor Corp building here in Metropolis."
"Why have you brought me here?" Lex asked, taking note that he was indeed in Metropolis and not Smallville.
"For Emily." was all he had to say.
"Who's Emily?" Lex asked him, but not receiving an answer.
"Look, it says here that he had a daughter that worked with him at the Luthor Corp building by the name of Emily Caldwell." Clark said, pointing over Chloe's shoulder at the screen.
"Let's find out more about her." Chloe said, accessing her file. "Hmm...that's interesting." She said after a few minutes.
"What is?" Mrs. Kent asked.
"It says here that she was Lionel Luthor's personal assistant. It also says that she left about six months ago."
"Left? What do you mean, left? Was she fired?" Pete asked.
"It doesn't say. It just says that Luthor Corp terminated her employment. Hold on, let me check something. I hope I'm not right..."
"Um, Chloe you do realize that it's illegal to hack into the Metropolis Police records, don't you?" Clark asked, casting a slightly concerned glance at his friend.
"Yeah, yeah." Chloe said. Her breath caught. "Oh my god," she whispered.
"Emily was everything to me." Lucien gritted out through his teeth.
'His daughter was a personal assistant for my father?' Lex thought with an inward grimace. 'This is not good.' "What happened to her?" Lex asked, afraid of the answer.
"What is it, Chloe?" Mrs. Kent asked, hearing her words.
"She committed suicide. She jumped off the Metropolis Memorial Bridge six months ago. But that's not the worst part, Mrs. Kent."
"It isn't?" Martha asked.
"According to the police autopsy report, she was three weeks pregnant when she did it."
'Oh, God.' Lex thought to himself. 'His daughter and my father were having an affair. Damn him!' "I'm sorry for your situation, Mr. Caldwell, but I'm not the one who got your daughter pregnant. My father is."
"Shut up, you bastard You don't understand anything!" Lucien shouted, slapping Lex hard across the face. "As much as I tried to persuade her otherwise, Emily actually loved your father! She was overjoyed when she found out she was carrying his child. But when she went to tell him, he sent her away without a second glance, telling her he didn't want the child or her."
Lex spit blood on the floor and cursed his father again. He wasn't all that surprised at the man's revelation. His father had done such things before, and would certainly do such things again.
"After she left your father, she made her way straight to the bridge and threw herself into the water. She wouldn't even talk to me! After your father sent her away, she was heart broken. She wouldn't even talk to me..." He whispered.
Lex gasped, not saying a word. He had enough experience dealing with emotional people to know when saying something will only further damage the situation. After a few minutes, Lucien seemed to calm down a little, and Lex spoke up.
"What are you going to do to me?" Lex asked quietly.
"Oh don't worry, you'll find out." Lucien said after making sure Lex was securely handcuffed. He smirked and left.
TBC
A/N: Oh come on, secretly you really love a good cliffhanger, don't you? No? Well fine then. Next chapter will be up soon.