A/N: Thanks for all my reviews. I know the last chapter was kind of short
and quirky, but hey, we all need quirkiness sometimes, right? Anyway, I
decided to get on with the story. . . There will be some definitely new
developments coming up!
Disclaimer: I don't own nothing. Nada. Zip. Zilch. Zero. Get the picture?
ON WITH THE STORY!
Clark parked his Mom's car next to Lex's red convertible. Clark once again wondered why Lex surrounded himself with so many flashy things.
Knocking on the door, Clark was greeted by Lex's butler, James. James eyes widened at the sight of him, but ushered him into the hallway. Clark felt something was very wrong.
"James, where is Lex?"
"In his study, sir. But I don't think you want to go in there . . ." The butler's words were lost on Clark as he hurried to the door. He opened it with a loud flourish and Lex looked up.
"Clark, come in. Just the person I was looking for."
"Lex, what's wrong with James? Usually he is so friendly towards me; tonight he seems so stiff."
Lex waved away Clark's questions with an impatient gesture.
"Now, Clark, did you really come here to talk about my butler? What's on your mind?"
Clark leaned against the wall and let out a sigh of frustration. He passed a hand through his hair and began.
"Lex. . . have you given any thought about what I told you?"
"Clark, what do you take me for? An idiot? Of course I have thought about it. I have been analyzing it around in my head for hours."
"Lex, my mom, well, my biological mom, warned me against you."
Lex suddenly looked angry. "Well? What did she say?"
Clark realized he had opened up a can of worms by telling this piece of information to Lex.
"She simply said there was something not right about you. Something she couldn't put her finger on."
Lex stood up so quickly that his desk rattled. The shuffling of the desk made all the files laying on them stand out. Clark noticed one in particular. The one marked "CLARK KENT: ADOPTION RECORDS."
Lex started tidying up the files and Clark wondered if Lex realized Clark had seen something.
"Lex, what is that?"
Lex gave a bewildered expression and said irritably, "What is what, Clark? You always seem to beat around the bush. Just come out and say something, for once!"
Clark's temper was slowly rising degree by degree. "What are you doing with my adoption papers, Lex? I told you all that I knew. Why didn't you believe me?"
"Clark, what am I supposed to believe with you always sneaking around? How do I know you are telling me the truth? You could be lying over this, for all I know!" Lex threw the manila folder to the ground, and the color- coded papers scattered everywhere.
Clark had never known Lex had this much power in him. He now knew why people were scared of the Luthors. If Lex was half as bad around his employees as he was acting now, people should be terrified. For this man held a lot of money and power in his grasp.
"Lex, I promise you. I told you everything I know. Let's get back to the matter at hand, alright?"
Lex's expression was almost as calm as when Clark had told him the truth about his powers. Clark wondered how a person could change their expressions so quickly. Of course, this was a Luthor he was talking about.
Clark realized another thing. Clark had never generalized Lex with the "Luthor clan," because Lex had always seemed so . . . well, so controlled. The truth spell must be taking its effect on Lex as well.
"Fine, Clark. Have it your way."
"Ok, Lex. I'll ask again. Why do you have my adoption papers?"
"BECAUSE I WANT TO KNOW WHAT I'M DEALING WITH!" Lex's shout shook the windows. "How do I know you aren't some freak bent on taking over the world? WHAT ARE YOU, CLARK?"
Clark was taken aback by Lex's true feelings. He had always considered Lex one of his closest friends. Now it seemed that Lex was turning on him.
Clark took a deep breath. "Well, did you find anything?"
"No, nothing except what I already know from you. You're parents didn't find you in an orphanage, you just . . . appeared. Out of nowhere. No past, no history."
Lex realized how tired he was and sat down heavily in his armchair.
"Clark, in that respect, I feel sorry for you. Although my family may not be the best, it is mine. And that's more than you can say for yours."
Clark suddenly felt very alone. He wondered if it was just him or if the room temperature had dropped ten degrees. He crossed his arms and hoped to appear less vulnerable.
"Lex, I couldn't have asked for a better family. Mom and Dad love me. I have a past, and history, with them."
Clark felt it was very important for Lex to understand. He wished desperately again to take his wish back. This was not going at all like he had planned. Clark needed someone to understand him, anyone.
Clark must have gone off into space for a couple of minutes because he noticed Lex reaching for the big brass phone on his desk.
"Lex, what are you doing?"
Lex ignored him and spoke commandingly into the phone.
"Yes, this Lex Luthor. Clark Kent has come over, destroyed my office and has attempted to assault me. I would appreciate if you would send a patrol car over here right away."
Lex listened for a few moments, then hung up the phone.
"Clark, I have to do this. If you escape from the police now, they will know something is quite different about you. Something that must be stopped."
Clark couldn't believe his own ears. What had happened to his friend? The Lex that encouraged him to always follow his heart, especially around Lana? The friend that had always stood by him, no matter who accused him?
Lex continued. "Don't fight this, Clark. Once you are out of Smallville, everyone will breathe safely again."
Clark heard the front door slam and pounding footsteps rushing closer and closer to him.
Two police officers burst open the door and grabbed hold of both of Clark's arms. Clark realized that putting up a struggle would only make things worse.
The last thing he saw as he was being dragged away was Lex with his adoption papers in hand.
A/N: I know, some of you will be mad at me for what I did to poor Clark. But after realizing how many other Smallville fanfics are out there, I wanted to change it up a bit. Please review and tell me if you like it. My goal is now 40, and I know we can do it!
Will Clark get out of jail? Will he ever trust Lex again? Just WHO is Kelly Price? Find out about this and more in the next installment of "Be Careful What You Wish For!"
Disclaimer: I don't own nothing. Nada. Zip. Zilch. Zero. Get the picture?
ON WITH THE STORY!
Clark parked his Mom's car next to Lex's red convertible. Clark once again wondered why Lex surrounded himself with so many flashy things.
Knocking on the door, Clark was greeted by Lex's butler, James. James eyes widened at the sight of him, but ushered him into the hallway. Clark felt something was very wrong.
"James, where is Lex?"
"In his study, sir. But I don't think you want to go in there . . ." The butler's words were lost on Clark as he hurried to the door. He opened it with a loud flourish and Lex looked up.
"Clark, come in. Just the person I was looking for."
"Lex, what's wrong with James? Usually he is so friendly towards me; tonight he seems so stiff."
Lex waved away Clark's questions with an impatient gesture.
"Now, Clark, did you really come here to talk about my butler? What's on your mind?"
Clark leaned against the wall and let out a sigh of frustration. He passed a hand through his hair and began.
"Lex. . . have you given any thought about what I told you?"
"Clark, what do you take me for? An idiot? Of course I have thought about it. I have been analyzing it around in my head for hours."
"Lex, my mom, well, my biological mom, warned me against you."
Lex suddenly looked angry. "Well? What did she say?"
Clark realized he had opened up a can of worms by telling this piece of information to Lex.
"She simply said there was something not right about you. Something she couldn't put her finger on."
Lex stood up so quickly that his desk rattled. The shuffling of the desk made all the files laying on them stand out. Clark noticed one in particular. The one marked "CLARK KENT: ADOPTION RECORDS."
Lex started tidying up the files and Clark wondered if Lex realized Clark had seen something.
"Lex, what is that?"
Lex gave a bewildered expression and said irritably, "What is what, Clark? You always seem to beat around the bush. Just come out and say something, for once!"
Clark's temper was slowly rising degree by degree. "What are you doing with my adoption papers, Lex? I told you all that I knew. Why didn't you believe me?"
"Clark, what am I supposed to believe with you always sneaking around? How do I know you are telling me the truth? You could be lying over this, for all I know!" Lex threw the manila folder to the ground, and the color- coded papers scattered everywhere.
Clark had never known Lex had this much power in him. He now knew why people were scared of the Luthors. If Lex was half as bad around his employees as he was acting now, people should be terrified. For this man held a lot of money and power in his grasp.
"Lex, I promise you. I told you everything I know. Let's get back to the matter at hand, alright?"
Lex's expression was almost as calm as when Clark had told him the truth about his powers. Clark wondered how a person could change their expressions so quickly. Of course, this was a Luthor he was talking about.
Clark realized another thing. Clark had never generalized Lex with the "Luthor clan," because Lex had always seemed so . . . well, so controlled. The truth spell must be taking its effect on Lex as well.
"Fine, Clark. Have it your way."
"Ok, Lex. I'll ask again. Why do you have my adoption papers?"
"BECAUSE I WANT TO KNOW WHAT I'M DEALING WITH!" Lex's shout shook the windows. "How do I know you aren't some freak bent on taking over the world? WHAT ARE YOU, CLARK?"
Clark was taken aback by Lex's true feelings. He had always considered Lex one of his closest friends. Now it seemed that Lex was turning on him.
Clark took a deep breath. "Well, did you find anything?"
"No, nothing except what I already know from you. You're parents didn't find you in an orphanage, you just . . . appeared. Out of nowhere. No past, no history."
Lex realized how tired he was and sat down heavily in his armchair.
"Clark, in that respect, I feel sorry for you. Although my family may not be the best, it is mine. And that's more than you can say for yours."
Clark suddenly felt very alone. He wondered if it was just him or if the room temperature had dropped ten degrees. He crossed his arms and hoped to appear less vulnerable.
"Lex, I couldn't have asked for a better family. Mom and Dad love me. I have a past, and history, with them."
Clark felt it was very important for Lex to understand. He wished desperately again to take his wish back. This was not going at all like he had planned. Clark needed someone to understand him, anyone.
Clark must have gone off into space for a couple of minutes because he noticed Lex reaching for the big brass phone on his desk.
"Lex, what are you doing?"
Lex ignored him and spoke commandingly into the phone.
"Yes, this Lex Luthor. Clark Kent has come over, destroyed my office and has attempted to assault me. I would appreciate if you would send a patrol car over here right away."
Lex listened for a few moments, then hung up the phone.
"Clark, I have to do this. If you escape from the police now, they will know something is quite different about you. Something that must be stopped."
Clark couldn't believe his own ears. What had happened to his friend? The Lex that encouraged him to always follow his heart, especially around Lana? The friend that had always stood by him, no matter who accused him?
Lex continued. "Don't fight this, Clark. Once you are out of Smallville, everyone will breathe safely again."
Clark heard the front door slam and pounding footsteps rushing closer and closer to him.
Two police officers burst open the door and grabbed hold of both of Clark's arms. Clark realized that putting up a struggle would only make things worse.
The last thing he saw as he was being dragged away was Lex with his adoption papers in hand.
A/N: I know, some of you will be mad at me for what I did to poor Clark. But after realizing how many other Smallville fanfics are out there, I wanted to change it up a bit. Please review and tell me if you like it. My goal is now 40, and I know we can do it!
Will Clark get out of jail? Will he ever trust Lex again? Just WHO is Kelly Price? Find out about this and more in the next installment of "Be Careful What You Wish For!"