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Title: The Visitor
Summary: Life takes a crazy turn for Clark, Lana, Chloe, and Lex once the visitor arrives in Smallville.
Rating: PG-13 (maybe R eventually)
Pairings: Clark/Lana (mentioned), Clark/Chloe (eventually), and Lex/the visitor.
Chapter One
Clark chewed on the end of his pencil as he stared out the window.
It was safe to say that Trig was not his favorite subject.
The raven-haired beauty sitting in the row in front of him...she was a different story. She...she was definitely his favorite subject.
Lana Lang. He ate, drank, dreamed and breathed Lana Lang. They were nothing more than friends and keeping his emotions from her had gone well, for the most part anyway.
There were times he just couldn't take his eyes from her. He thought he might burst if she spoke one more word. There was just something about her, just something.
He wasn't alone, of course. Lana had her share of admirers. She was a former cheerleader. Her boyfriend was a football player. It seemed nearly impossible for things to go beyond friends for quite awhile.
However, a year ago the quarterback left the picture and had been for sometime, nearly a year and a half now. Although he felt bad--Lana was extremely distraught over Whitney's leaving for the armed forces--Clark couldn't help the ecstatic feeling that came over him when Whitney's intended departure was revealed. That all turned to guilt when Whitney became MIA and before long his tragic death was reported.
But life in Smallville moved along. And things had not gone the way Clark had hoped. Not at all, to be truthful. They had a few 'encounters,' as they might be called, and one big chance. Lana had finally accepted who he was even though she had no idea who that was. But Clark had blown that--in a huge way. Changing his name and running off to Metropolis for the summer months was the clincher. It was better for Lana that they were not together, at least that was what Clark tried to convince himself.
And now it seemed like they were even further apart.
But Clark could not see himself ever falling for anyone else.
~*~
"Hey Lana," Chloe Sullivan called to her roommate as she walked into The Talon. "I'm afraid I've got some bad news."
Lana looked to her friend after setting two lattes at a neighboring table.
"What is it?"
"You're going to have to room with me for a few days," Chloe answered.
"What do you mean?" questioned Lana, sitting across from Chloe.
"My cousin is visiting from Metropolis next week and my dad is insisting that she have her own space," explained the blonde. "I know its inconvenient, but--"
"Don't worry about it," Lana said with her signature smile. "It might be fun."
Chloe laughed. "Maybe."
The bells on the coffeehouse door sounded and the two looked to see Clark and Pete entering. Lana nonchalantly stood up and busied herself wiping the next table. Clark sighed. 'Typical,' he thought. Yes, Lana had been acting rather distant lately.
"What's up you guys?" Pete asked, seemingly unaware of the tension.
"Oh nothing unless you count poor Lana her getting kicked out of her room and sentenced to a whole week of living in my room as something," Chloe said with a teasing smile.
Pete looked at Lana with mock-sympathy. "My prayers will be with you," he said gravely and the four of them broke out in light laughter.
"So what's going on?" Clark asked. "Why is Lana being exiled?"
"Well my cousin is visiting from Metropolis. She's never been to Smallville before," Chloe recanted.
Clark and Pete nodded knowingly.
"She'll be here next Monday," Chloe continued.
Clark smiled at his friend. "Can't wait to meet her," he said.
~*~
Lex Luthor slammed the phone into its cradle.
Another day in paradise.
The Luthor world was nothing to sneeze at. Money, money, and money. It all came down to money. At least that seemed to be how Lionel Luthor viewed.
Lionel was the unfortunate cause of Lex's phone abuse. Another attempt at a hostile takeover? No. It was a just the same old Lionel, doing everything in his power to piss Lex off. Trivial, if Lex did say so himself. Why he let his father get to him was one of the endless questions Lex kept trying to answer. Life had been stressful in the last six months. A failed marriage and a long summer on alone on an island topped it all off. Lionel was convinced that Lex was on the brink of insanity.
And Lex couldn't help but secretly agree sometimes.
Life wasn't all bad though. Just then there was a knock on the door to Lex's office and Clark came strolling in.
"Hey Clark," Lex said to his friend, exhaling a deep breath he hadn't even realized he'd been holding. "What brings you here?"
Clark shrugged. "Just needed to talk," he said vaguely.
Lex nodded knowingly. "Lana?" he inquired. She had been the topic of discussion frequently between the two confidantes.
Clark nodded, his focus on the floor. "It just feels like its getting worse every passing day. Her and Chloe are closer than we are. You know, there was a day when I couldn't even picture Lana and Chloe having a conversation. Now they're like, best friends or something."
Lex nodded in contemplation, but did not reply.
"There are so many things I want to say to her, tell her why..." Clark went on but his voice trailed off.
"Talk to her," Lex said simply. His advice was always the same. And always, Clark came up with some excuse.
"Yeah, I know," Clark mumbled.
"All right, enough about Miss Lang," Lex said, sensing a change of subject was in order. "Anything else new?"
Clark thought about it for a minute and finally said, "Chloe's cousin is visting from Metropolis."
"Well there's something," Lex said, trying not to laugh at the lack of event in Clark's life. "Metropolis, eh? What's her name?"
"Chloe didn't say, but she's arriving Monday. Pete, Lana, and I are going to meet her at Chloe's to give her a hearty, 'Welcome to Smallville.' Wanna come?"
"Can't, board meeting."
Clark nodded. "You'll probably be able to meet her sometime. She and Chloe will probably be hanging around The Talon."
Lex nodded and an awkward silence set in.
"Well, you probably have a lot of work to do, so I'll being going," Clark said.
"Ok then, see you around," Lex said and Clark turned to leave. "Oh and Clark?"
"Yeah?"
"Perk up, why don't you?"
~*~
Pete, Lana, and Clark made their way to Chloe's Monday afternoon.
"I wonder if she'll like Smallville," Lana mused. "I wonder if she's one of those types who hates the city and won't be able to get enough or one of those snobby, city-girls who's never seen grass before."
Clark chuckled. Today had been a good day. The sun was shining, there was a cool breeze, and most importantly, Lana was being friendlier than usual.
They arrived at Chloe's moments later to find a sleek, black BMV parked in the narrow driveway. Clark almost laughed at how out of place it looked.
"Hey you guys!" Chloe called from the front porch. "She's up in Lana's room settling in. She'll be down in a minute. I can't wait for you guys to meet her!"
A few seconds later the front door opened and a young woman stepped out onto the porch. She was striking; tall and lean, with shimmering golden brown hair with a slight wave to it flowing down her back. Her bright hazel eyes twinkled the slightest green.
"These are my friends Clark, Lana, and Pete," Chloe was introducing.
"Hi," the lovely young woman said, flashing the three of them a dazzling smile. "I'm Lois."
Title: The Visitor
Summary: Life takes a crazy turn for Clark, Lana, Chloe, and Lex once the visitor arrives in Smallville.
Rating: PG-13 (maybe R eventually)
Pairings: Clark/Lana (mentioned), Clark/Chloe (eventually), and Lex/the visitor.
Chapter One
Clark chewed on the end of his pencil as he stared out the window.
It was safe to say that Trig was not his favorite subject.
The raven-haired beauty sitting in the row in front of him...she was a different story. She...she was definitely his favorite subject.
Lana Lang. He ate, drank, dreamed and breathed Lana Lang. They were nothing more than friends and keeping his emotions from her had gone well, for the most part anyway.
There were times he just couldn't take his eyes from her. He thought he might burst if she spoke one more word. There was just something about her, just something.
He wasn't alone, of course. Lana had her share of admirers. She was a former cheerleader. Her boyfriend was a football player. It seemed nearly impossible for things to go beyond friends for quite awhile.
However, a year ago the quarterback left the picture and had been for sometime, nearly a year and a half now. Although he felt bad--Lana was extremely distraught over Whitney's leaving for the armed forces--Clark couldn't help the ecstatic feeling that came over him when Whitney's intended departure was revealed. That all turned to guilt when Whitney became MIA and before long his tragic death was reported.
But life in Smallville moved along. And things had not gone the way Clark had hoped. Not at all, to be truthful. They had a few 'encounters,' as they might be called, and one big chance. Lana had finally accepted who he was even though she had no idea who that was. But Clark had blown that--in a huge way. Changing his name and running off to Metropolis for the summer months was the clincher. It was better for Lana that they were not together, at least that was what Clark tried to convince himself.
And now it seemed like they were even further apart.
But Clark could not see himself ever falling for anyone else.
~*~
"Hey Lana," Chloe Sullivan called to her roommate as she walked into The Talon. "I'm afraid I've got some bad news."
Lana looked to her friend after setting two lattes at a neighboring table.
"What is it?"
"You're going to have to room with me for a few days," Chloe answered.
"What do you mean?" questioned Lana, sitting across from Chloe.
"My cousin is visiting from Metropolis next week and my dad is insisting that she have her own space," explained the blonde. "I know its inconvenient, but--"
"Don't worry about it," Lana said with her signature smile. "It might be fun."
Chloe laughed. "Maybe."
The bells on the coffeehouse door sounded and the two looked to see Clark and Pete entering. Lana nonchalantly stood up and busied herself wiping the next table. Clark sighed. 'Typical,' he thought. Yes, Lana had been acting rather distant lately.
"What's up you guys?" Pete asked, seemingly unaware of the tension.
"Oh nothing unless you count poor Lana her getting kicked out of her room and sentenced to a whole week of living in my room as something," Chloe said with a teasing smile.
Pete looked at Lana with mock-sympathy. "My prayers will be with you," he said gravely and the four of them broke out in light laughter.
"So what's going on?" Clark asked. "Why is Lana being exiled?"
"Well my cousin is visiting from Metropolis. She's never been to Smallville before," Chloe recanted.
Clark and Pete nodded knowingly.
"She'll be here next Monday," Chloe continued.
Clark smiled at his friend. "Can't wait to meet her," he said.
~*~
Lex Luthor slammed the phone into its cradle.
Another day in paradise.
The Luthor world was nothing to sneeze at. Money, money, and money. It all came down to money. At least that seemed to be how Lionel Luthor viewed.
Lionel was the unfortunate cause of Lex's phone abuse. Another attempt at a hostile takeover? No. It was a just the same old Lionel, doing everything in his power to piss Lex off. Trivial, if Lex did say so himself. Why he let his father get to him was one of the endless questions Lex kept trying to answer. Life had been stressful in the last six months. A failed marriage and a long summer on alone on an island topped it all off. Lionel was convinced that Lex was on the brink of insanity.
And Lex couldn't help but secretly agree sometimes.
Life wasn't all bad though. Just then there was a knock on the door to Lex's office and Clark came strolling in.
"Hey Clark," Lex said to his friend, exhaling a deep breath he hadn't even realized he'd been holding. "What brings you here?"
Clark shrugged. "Just needed to talk," he said vaguely.
Lex nodded knowingly. "Lana?" he inquired. She had been the topic of discussion frequently between the two confidantes.
Clark nodded, his focus on the floor. "It just feels like its getting worse every passing day. Her and Chloe are closer than we are. You know, there was a day when I couldn't even picture Lana and Chloe having a conversation. Now they're like, best friends or something."
Lex nodded in contemplation, but did not reply.
"There are so many things I want to say to her, tell her why..." Clark went on but his voice trailed off.
"Talk to her," Lex said simply. His advice was always the same. And always, Clark came up with some excuse.
"Yeah, I know," Clark mumbled.
"All right, enough about Miss Lang," Lex said, sensing a change of subject was in order. "Anything else new?"
Clark thought about it for a minute and finally said, "Chloe's cousin is visting from Metropolis."
"Well there's something," Lex said, trying not to laugh at the lack of event in Clark's life. "Metropolis, eh? What's her name?"
"Chloe didn't say, but she's arriving Monday. Pete, Lana, and I are going to meet her at Chloe's to give her a hearty, 'Welcome to Smallville.' Wanna come?"
"Can't, board meeting."
Clark nodded. "You'll probably be able to meet her sometime. She and Chloe will probably be hanging around The Talon."
Lex nodded and an awkward silence set in.
"Well, you probably have a lot of work to do, so I'll being going," Clark said.
"Ok then, see you around," Lex said and Clark turned to leave. "Oh and Clark?"
"Yeah?"
"Perk up, why don't you?"
~*~
Pete, Lana, and Clark made their way to Chloe's Monday afternoon.
"I wonder if she'll like Smallville," Lana mused. "I wonder if she's one of those types who hates the city and won't be able to get enough or one of those snobby, city-girls who's never seen grass before."
Clark chuckled. Today had been a good day. The sun was shining, there was a cool breeze, and most importantly, Lana was being friendlier than usual.
They arrived at Chloe's moments later to find a sleek, black BMV parked in the narrow driveway. Clark almost laughed at how out of place it looked.
"Hey you guys!" Chloe called from the front porch. "She's up in Lana's room settling in. She'll be down in a minute. I can't wait for you guys to meet her!"
A few seconds later the front door opened and a young woman stepped out onto the porch. She was striking; tall and lean, with shimmering golden brown hair with a slight wave to it flowing down her back. Her bright hazel eyes twinkled the slightest green.
"These are my friends Clark, Lana, and Pete," Chloe was introducing.
"Hi," the lovely young woman said, flashing the three of them a dazzling smile. "I'm Lois."