Chapter 6: The Decision

"Mr. Luthor, Mr. Wayne is here to see you." Lex heard over an intercom.

"Thanks Nicole," Lex said. "Send him in."

"Yes sir," Nicole said, then Bruce Wayne walked in the office.

"Welcome back Bruce," Lex said. "I thought you would be back in Gotham by now."

"I had a few loose end to tie up first," Bruce said.

"Ok," Lex said. "Are any of them with me or LuthorCorp?"

"I just thought I'd drop by," Bruce said. "Was there another break in last night like you

expected?"

"Yes, but he got away." Lex replied.

"With the disk?" Bruce asked.

"Unfortunately yes," Lex replied.

"So what are you going to do?" Bruce asked.

"Wait for him to make his move," Lex replied. "He's to good for my men to get a lead on him."

"Ok," Bruce said. "Have you been talking to your friend Clark today?"

"No, why?" Lex asked.

"I thought I saw him in Metropolis earlier," Bruce replied. "Where did you say that you two met

again?"

"In a little town nearby called Smallville, his family owns a farm there." Lex replied. "We met

when I hit him driving my Porche."

"Oh, he must've been really hurt." Bruce said.

"Actually he was well enough to pull me from my car and save me from drowning," Lex said.

"This Clark sounds like an extraordinary person," Bruce said.

"He is," Lex replied.

"Oh look at the time, I should get going." Bruce said, looking at his watch. "It was good to talk

to you again."

"You too Bruce, I'll see you next time I'm in Gotham." Lex said.

"I'll look forward to it," Bruce said as he walked out of the office. He walked to the elevators

and took out a cell phone. "Alfred, prepare the car for Smallville."

A little later, Chloe finished her class and returned to the Torch office to see Lois at the

computer. "Where's Clark?" Chloe asked.

"Don't know," Lois said. "He was gone when I got here."

"What do you think of Clark?" Chloe asked.

"He's ok, one of the better parts of this town" Lois replied. "I can see why you like him, but

he's just not my type. I'm used to the exciting Metropolis life, the last one I can picture myself

with is a farm-boy from no-wheresville."

"Thanks Lois," Chloe said with a smile. "Are you all ready to go to Metropolis," she asked.

"Well I was, before you dragged me into this." Lois replied. "I think when I've helped you and

Clark solve this mystery, I'll leave. I find this journalism stuff starting to stick on me."

"That's nice to hear," Chloe said. "Maybe you'll be working with my at the Daily Planet

someday."

"Ha, yeah." Lois said with a laugh. "Me at the Daily Planet, that'll be the day."

Meanwhile Clark arrived at the Talon. He walked up to the counter and saw his mother back on

to him doing something behind the counter. Clark stood there silently to surprise Martha as she

turned around. After a minute she turned around holding some drinks and jumped a little.

"Clark."

"Hi Mom," Clark said. "How's work?"

"Good, I'll be with you in a minute." Martha said. She brought the drinks to a table and walked

back to the counter. "I'm surprised to see you here now."

"I wanted to ask some advice," Clark said.

"Ok, what's the problem?" Martha asked.

"What if you knew that a friend did something bad?" Clark asked. "Should you turn him in or

not?"

"Well no one's perfect," Martha said. "But I guess it would depend on what it was."

"It was pretty serious," Clark said.

"Then I don't know if I can help you," Martha said. "You'll just have to look deep and find what

should be done."

"Thanks Mom," Clark said. He smiled a little, then walked out.

Clark held the disk in his hand, in his pocket on his way home. 'I should talk with Lex, give him

the chance to take care of this himself,' Clark thought. 'That would be the best thing to do.'

He arrived at the farm and saw a small black sports car in the driveway. 'Good, he's here.'

Clark thought as he walked to the door. 'I can end this now.'

"Clark, there's someone here to see you." Jonathan said as Clark walked in.

"I know, Dad." Clark said. He walked in the living room and gasped.

"Hello again, Clark." Bruce Wayne said, as he stood to his feet.