Part 5
Cole shimmered in and out of Smallville residences, leaving pale and trembling townspeople in his wake. Whenever he appeared in one dwelling and realized that the daughter of the sun was not there, he would growl and turn into the red giant that he really was. There should be one house where the son of the devil was. Cole had to see him. He had to find out how his son was here and why he was out kidnapping his stepmother-to-be.
Although, Cole stopped midshimmer, it was also just as possible that this bald guy was the product of the prophecy. His demon skin crawled at the thought that he may have succeeded. Perhaps in the future, he did succeed impregnating the daughter of the sun. Their son, powerful whelp that he was, was taken to a hell dimension where he grew into a man. Extenuating circumstances there forced him to go bald. Hopefully so his hair would not keep getting snagged by demon claws. The baldness was not aesthetic but a matter of survival then. That really made Cole proud. So his bald son was taken back to this plane, heard about the prophecy and did not realize that he himself was the infamous spawn. And now. Even Cole could not bear to think about it. He was after his own mother!
Cole shimmered again to a dozen houses in a split second. He had to find him before he does something worse.
Due the the terror that suddenly possessed him, Cole found himself shimmering involuntarily and appearing in a warm rule that seemed like a chamber. There were entwined figures on the bed, and the low hush of voices. Cole stepped forward, feeling the air, warmed from the fireplace, part to make way for him. The first thing he saw was the firelight reflecting on golden hair spread over a pale arm.
"I don't know," the woman whispered. "I have no idea. Wait. That's a lie. Somehow I know that. I just-"
"You're too afraid to say it," the man filled in for her.
If he had a functioning heart, it would have stopped. Cole stepped forward and saw the figure so connected to the daughter of the sun. He had finally found them. He grew furious. Of course, the mother of the powerful spawn would be calculating. How could he think she would be innocent? This man was his son. That much he was correct on. But this could not be the son of the daughter of the sun. And he was confusing himself. But his mind was rambling and he could care less. This was his son, wrapped in the arms of a scheming, conniving, and from the looks of it-he could see the tangled legs outlined under the blanket-probably already pregnant.
Lex cupped the soft cheek of the woman he held in his arms. He could not explain the sudden change in their relationship. He could not even venture a guess about the reason why she had suddenly become attracted to him when she never showed any indication about that before.
"It's all right, Chloe," he assured her. "I can't understand this either. But I don't regret this."
She shook her head. She would be lying to herself if she said that she didn't find the experience with Lex to be mind-blowing. But she still felt very ill at ease about this. "I feel like this wasn't us."
Lex grinned. "I can certainly tell you that this is me, Chloe. And I know that I'm holding you right now."
"No. I mean-"
"I know. There was something different there. I felt like I was someone else then. At the same time though, it was all me. I was more myself than I have ever been before."
Chloe nodded because warped as it seemed, he was right. She had never felt more complete than she did at the time Lex came inside her, and he wasn't completely Lex, and she wasn't completely Chloe. Something was going on with them and she wasn't sure if she disapproved of it entirely.
"People can't fall in love in just one minute," he began. Chloe met his gaze steadily because she did not know how to oppose his statement without appearing too desperate. Lex continued, "But I think-no. I know I did."
She broke into a relieved smile. "Me too," she admitted, still not saying the words but assured that he would understand and not demand more than she could.
Lex has never been an overly demonstrative person. It was a characteristic he be perfected as Lionel Luthor's son. You may have a heart attack facing your fear of heights, but you never showed it. When he heard those two noncommittal words though, Lex closed his eyes tightly and took deep breaths to slow the racing of his heart. "I adore you," the words rushed from between gritted teeth. "I'll do anything for you."
Chloe smiled at Lex's expression. She had never felt more cherished in her life. Closer to him, she cuddled and pressed until every pore of her body was consumed by him.
Then another body barged into the relative stillness of the shield that they put up around them. Her hands gripped Lex's shoulders and she whimpered at the terrible fire that roared in the black pools of the stranger's eyes. Lex's eyes shot open and he glared at the intruder. His hands automatically gripped the sheet and covered every inch of Chloe below her chin.
"Get out."
Cole narrowed his eyes at Chloe. His son was only rude because he was mistakenly protecting her.
Lex stiffened when he saw Cole's focus only on his woman. He held up a warning hand. "Don't look at her. I don't care how you got in. Leave now!"
"Son, you stay away from that viper. I know the kind. She will tempt you to bed and then vanquish you in the end!"
"What!" Chloe screeched. She slapped away at Lex's shoulders so he would move and she could give the dark-haired stranger, whom she remembered as being called a B-word by the curvy blonde, but she preferred to think of as a stranger, a lethal glare. "What are you talking about?" she demanded.
"Stay there, Chloe," Lex muttered.
"I am not your obedient wife," Chloe retorted. "You can't order me around."
"Not yet."
"Well even then!" Chloe protested until she realized the implications of her words-that of an agreement to some proposal that may not even happen. She focused instead on the other man, now unseen because of the shoulders in front of her. "And you are not Lionel Luthor. Lex is not your son. Dream on."
"Thanks, Chloe," Lex said playfully.
Cole shook his head. "You know that you're my son. You said so yourself. You're the son of the devil."
Chloe's jaw dropped. Lex felt the gap against his back. He shook his head. "There are worse evils than a man who breaks into someone else's house. That is my father."
"I am the Source of all Evil! No one is more evil than I am."
Chloe tugged on Lex's upper arms. "He's a psycho," she whispered.
Lex turned his head to look down at her from behind the shelter of his back. "I know. He won't see you from there. Fish the phone from the drawer and call 911. Tell them they need to pick up this man. He probably escaped from the Kansas Mental Asylum."
When Lex turned back to the stranger, he saw glimmering blue light circling around behind him. "Woah," he whispered. That captured Chloe's interest and she knelt behind him, the sheet falling off her body. Lex almost groaned aloud when he felt her nipples brush against his back.
Chloe's eyes widened as the blue lights solidified into a man. "Oh wow." She watched as the new stranger, this time with dusty blonde hair, looked at the crazy guy with exasperation.
"Leo!" crazy devil man exclaimed. "What are you doing here? She's not one of your charges, is she?"
"She's not a witch. She's not even a whitelighter-to-be," Leo explained. "But I have to protect her because she is the daughter of the sun."
"Well you're too late," Cole replied. "My son has had her."
"Hey, I object!" Chloe stopped herself when she realized how Legally Blonde that sounded. She was simply not the amusing and delightful type of blonde.
"Your son?!" Leo exclaimed in disbelief. "Phoebe will kill you."
"I'm not his son," Lex protested.
"I have not been had by anyone," Chloe picked up.
"Quiet!" Leo held up his hands. He looked at the three people in the room and glared at each one of them. Obviously, he was too late. He was not protecting her from Cole, but from an unidentified man with a force that the Elders told him emanated so strongly that he would know the moment he met the man. They had told him that he should warn Chloe away. Now Leo felt the incredible strength that bounced off the bald guy in waves. Mission failed.
There was one thing left to do. He turned to Cole and asked him to leave. When Cole looked like he was about to object, Leo shook his head. "You are not part of the prophecy, Cole. You are not the father. Of this bald gentleman here," Leo frowned at his words, "or of any child that the daughter of the sun will bear."
Cole appeared like he wanted to rebel at first but kept silent instead. He shimmered out with a warning, "I might return." Lex smirked at the stupidity of the Mac Arthur ripoff.
While the men were talking, Chloe had taken advantage of the time to slip on a blouse and a skirt. She rose from behind Lex and narrowed her eyes at Leo. "Now what is this about. My father is Gabe Sullivan. What is this with the daughter of the sun and all that crap?"
Leo's eyes wandered to the bald man. With Cole gone from the picture, he seemed more relaxed and unguarded. The bald man was now simply sitting there, watching the woman fondly. Admiration and something else, something he himself reserved only for Piper, was in the bald man's eyes. Leo said, "Leo."
The bald man turned to him, his gaze still unfocused. Based on experience, Leo knew that even though the guy had turned his eyes on him, the bald man was still caught in the image of the daughetr of the sun, whom he should really start thinking about as Chloe now. "Lex," Lex said distractedly.
"Now would you care to explain?"
Leo turned to Chloe and smiled. "I'm a whitelighter, an angel if you will. So you don't have to be scared of me."
"Hey," Chloe said with a small smile, "you got rid of crazy devil man."
"This whole thing started several hundred years ago," he began. "Do you believe that there are other dimensions, even life in other planets?"
Chloe glanced at Lex, thinking that this angel just found the right audience. He was talking to the two people in Smallville who had an open mind about all these. It wouldn't have proved difficult had they been reluctant, because after those shimmering displays earlier, Leo would have a spellbound audience either way.
"The story started in Glorificus' dimension. Do you think you're ready to know, so you will take every precaution?"
Tentatively, Lex took a step towards Chloe. She looked up at him, noting that his eyes were just a shade icier now than they had been. The color was closer to what he had when they came together. Lex didn't know why he suddenly wanted to spirit her away. He was as curious as she was regarding what the story behind the daughter of the sun was, and why all these people- creatures-were looking for her.
"You're going to tell us?"
Leo held up a hand and gave her a reassuring smile. "I'm going to show you."
Lex grasped Chloe's hand and pulled her away. "You don't need to. We'll be fine, Chloe. This is stupid."
"Lex," she said, pleading eyes directed at him, "I want to." She stepped away from Lex and closed her eyes. She felt the angel's hand rest on her temple.
Cole shimmered in and out of Smallville residences, leaving pale and trembling townspeople in his wake. Whenever he appeared in one dwelling and realized that the daughter of the sun was not there, he would growl and turn into the red giant that he really was. There should be one house where the son of the devil was. Cole had to see him. He had to find out how his son was here and why he was out kidnapping his stepmother-to-be.
Although, Cole stopped midshimmer, it was also just as possible that this bald guy was the product of the prophecy. His demon skin crawled at the thought that he may have succeeded. Perhaps in the future, he did succeed impregnating the daughter of the sun. Their son, powerful whelp that he was, was taken to a hell dimension where he grew into a man. Extenuating circumstances there forced him to go bald. Hopefully so his hair would not keep getting snagged by demon claws. The baldness was not aesthetic but a matter of survival then. That really made Cole proud. So his bald son was taken back to this plane, heard about the prophecy and did not realize that he himself was the infamous spawn. And now. Even Cole could not bear to think about it. He was after his own mother!
Cole shimmered again to a dozen houses in a split second. He had to find him before he does something worse.
Due the the terror that suddenly possessed him, Cole found himself shimmering involuntarily and appearing in a warm rule that seemed like a chamber. There were entwined figures on the bed, and the low hush of voices. Cole stepped forward, feeling the air, warmed from the fireplace, part to make way for him. The first thing he saw was the firelight reflecting on golden hair spread over a pale arm.
"I don't know," the woman whispered. "I have no idea. Wait. That's a lie. Somehow I know that. I just-"
"You're too afraid to say it," the man filled in for her.
If he had a functioning heart, it would have stopped. Cole stepped forward and saw the figure so connected to the daughter of the sun. He had finally found them. He grew furious. Of course, the mother of the powerful spawn would be calculating. How could he think she would be innocent? This man was his son. That much he was correct on. But this could not be the son of the daughter of the sun. And he was confusing himself. But his mind was rambling and he could care less. This was his son, wrapped in the arms of a scheming, conniving, and from the looks of it-he could see the tangled legs outlined under the blanket-probably already pregnant.
Lex cupped the soft cheek of the woman he held in his arms. He could not explain the sudden change in their relationship. He could not even venture a guess about the reason why she had suddenly become attracted to him when she never showed any indication about that before.
"It's all right, Chloe," he assured her. "I can't understand this either. But I don't regret this."
She shook her head. She would be lying to herself if she said that she didn't find the experience with Lex to be mind-blowing. But she still felt very ill at ease about this. "I feel like this wasn't us."
Lex grinned. "I can certainly tell you that this is me, Chloe. And I know that I'm holding you right now."
"No. I mean-"
"I know. There was something different there. I felt like I was someone else then. At the same time though, it was all me. I was more myself than I have ever been before."
Chloe nodded because warped as it seemed, he was right. She had never felt more complete than she did at the time Lex came inside her, and he wasn't completely Lex, and she wasn't completely Chloe. Something was going on with them and she wasn't sure if she disapproved of it entirely.
"People can't fall in love in just one minute," he began. Chloe met his gaze steadily because she did not know how to oppose his statement without appearing too desperate. Lex continued, "But I think-no. I know I did."
She broke into a relieved smile. "Me too," she admitted, still not saying the words but assured that he would understand and not demand more than she could.
Lex has never been an overly demonstrative person. It was a characteristic he be perfected as Lionel Luthor's son. You may have a heart attack facing your fear of heights, but you never showed it. When he heard those two noncommittal words though, Lex closed his eyes tightly and took deep breaths to slow the racing of his heart. "I adore you," the words rushed from between gritted teeth. "I'll do anything for you."
Chloe smiled at Lex's expression. She had never felt more cherished in her life. Closer to him, she cuddled and pressed until every pore of her body was consumed by him.
Then another body barged into the relative stillness of the shield that they put up around them. Her hands gripped Lex's shoulders and she whimpered at the terrible fire that roared in the black pools of the stranger's eyes. Lex's eyes shot open and he glared at the intruder. His hands automatically gripped the sheet and covered every inch of Chloe below her chin.
"Get out."
Cole narrowed his eyes at Chloe. His son was only rude because he was mistakenly protecting her.
Lex stiffened when he saw Cole's focus only on his woman. He held up a warning hand. "Don't look at her. I don't care how you got in. Leave now!"
"Son, you stay away from that viper. I know the kind. She will tempt you to bed and then vanquish you in the end!"
"What!" Chloe screeched. She slapped away at Lex's shoulders so he would move and she could give the dark-haired stranger, whom she remembered as being called a B-word by the curvy blonde, but she preferred to think of as a stranger, a lethal glare. "What are you talking about?" she demanded.
"Stay there, Chloe," Lex muttered.
"I am not your obedient wife," Chloe retorted. "You can't order me around."
"Not yet."
"Well even then!" Chloe protested until she realized the implications of her words-that of an agreement to some proposal that may not even happen. She focused instead on the other man, now unseen because of the shoulders in front of her. "And you are not Lionel Luthor. Lex is not your son. Dream on."
"Thanks, Chloe," Lex said playfully.
Cole shook his head. "You know that you're my son. You said so yourself. You're the son of the devil."
Chloe's jaw dropped. Lex felt the gap against his back. He shook his head. "There are worse evils than a man who breaks into someone else's house. That is my father."
"I am the Source of all Evil! No one is more evil than I am."
Chloe tugged on Lex's upper arms. "He's a psycho," she whispered.
Lex turned his head to look down at her from behind the shelter of his back. "I know. He won't see you from there. Fish the phone from the drawer and call 911. Tell them they need to pick up this man. He probably escaped from the Kansas Mental Asylum."
When Lex turned back to the stranger, he saw glimmering blue light circling around behind him. "Woah," he whispered. That captured Chloe's interest and she knelt behind him, the sheet falling off her body. Lex almost groaned aloud when he felt her nipples brush against his back.
Chloe's eyes widened as the blue lights solidified into a man. "Oh wow." She watched as the new stranger, this time with dusty blonde hair, looked at the crazy guy with exasperation.
"Leo!" crazy devil man exclaimed. "What are you doing here? She's not one of your charges, is she?"
"She's not a witch. She's not even a whitelighter-to-be," Leo explained. "But I have to protect her because she is the daughter of the sun."
"Well you're too late," Cole replied. "My son has had her."
"Hey, I object!" Chloe stopped herself when she realized how Legally Blonde that sounded. She was simply not the amusing and delightful type of blonde.
"Your son?!" Leo exclaimed in disbelief. "Phoebe will kill you."
"I'm not his son," Lex protested.
"I have not been had by anyone," Chloe picked up.
"Quiet!" Leo held up his hands. He looked at the three people in the room and glared at each one of them. Obviously, he was too late. He was not protecting her from Cole, but from an unidentified man with a force that the Elders told him emanated so strongly that he would know the moment he met the man. They had told him that he should warn Chloe away. Now Leo felt the incredible strength that bounced off the bald guy in waves. Mission failed.
There was one thing left to do. He turned to Cole and asked him to leave. When Cole looked like he was about to object, Leo shook his head. "You are not part of the prophecy, Cole. You are not the father. Of this bald gentleman here," Leo frowned at his words, "or of any child that the daughter of the sun will bear."
Cole appeared like he wanted to rebel at first but kept silent instead. He shimmered out with a warning, "I might return." Lex smirked at the stupidity of the Mac Arthur ripoff.
While the men were talking, Chloe had taken advantage of the time to slip on a blouse and a skirt. She rose from behind Lex and narrowed her eyes at Leo. "Now what is this about. My father is Gabe Sullivan. What is this with the daughter of the sun and all that crap?"
Leo's eyes wandered to the bald man. With Cole gone from the picture, he seemed more relaxed and unguarded. The bald man was now simply sitting there, watching the woman fondly. Admiration and something else, something he himself reserved only for Piper, was in the bald man's eyes. Leo said, "Leo."
The bald man turned to him, his gaze still unfocused. Based on experience, Leo knew that even though the guy had turned his eyes on him, the bald man was still caught in the image of the daughetr of the sun, whom he should really start thinking about as Chloe now. "Lex," Lex said distractedly.
"Now would you care to explain?"
Leo turned to Chloe and smiled. "I'm a whitelighter, an angel if you will. So you don't have to be scared of me."
"Hey," Chloe said with a small smile, "you got rid of crazy devil man."
"This whole thing started several hundred years ago," he began. "Do you believe that there are other dimensions, even life in other planets?"
Chloe glanced at Lex, thinking that this angel just found the right audience. He was talking to the two people in Smallville who had an open mind about all these. It wouldn't have proved difficult had they been reluctant, because after those shimmering displays earlier, Leo would have a spellbound audience either way.
"The story started in Glorificus' dimension. Do you think you're ready to know, so you will take every precaution?"
Tentatively, Lex took a step towards Chloe. She looked up at him, noting that his eyes were just a shade icier now than they had been. The color was closer to what he had when they came together. Lex didn't know why he suddenly wanted to spirit her away. He was as curious as she was regarding what the story behind the daughter of the sun was, and why all these people- creatures-were looking for her.
"You're going to tell us?"
Leo held up a hand and gave her a reassuring smile. "I'm going to show you."
Lex grasped Chloe's hand and pulled her away. "You don't need to. We'll be fine, Chloe. This is stupid."
"Lex," she said, pleading eyes directed at him, "I want to." She stepped away from Lex and closed her eyes. She felt the angel's hand rest on her temple.