Heroic Deeds

By Ayisha

Disclaimer: I don't own anything in the story. Buffy the Vampire Slayer and Angel characters belong to Joss Whedon. Smallville doesn't belong to me, either.

Author's Notes: As always, a big thank you to everyone who has read and reviewed this story.

Chapter 14:

Smallville, Kansas

The Lamborghini drove down Hickory Lane. Loud music could be heard over the noise of the tractor and through the closed windows of the car.

"Clark, your rich friend is here!"

Clark turned to the road just in time to see the Lamborghini stop in front of him and his father.

The engine was turned off and Lex Luthor stepped out. "Mr. Kent."

"Lex." Jonathan didn't even try to hide his disapproval.

Lex let it slide. He was used to Jonathan Kent and understood where he was coming from. Lionel Luthor was a man who shouldn't be trusted and that judgement was also passed to his son.

Lex wanted to prove Jonathan wrong. "Hey, Clark."

"Hey, Lex." Clark greeted. He looked at the car enviously. "Is that new?"

"Just a few weeks old," Lex told him. "You want to test drive it?"

Clark's eyes lit up and Lex had to keep himself from smiling. "I guess I have to take that as a yes." He gave the keys to Clark. "Have fun."

Clark turned to his father. "I promise to be back before dinner."

Jonathan sighed. "Just be careful."

"I will." Clark grinned. "Thanks, Lex."

"You're welcome."

Both father and friend watched Clark speed off the road and into the highway. "That was quite generous of you, Lex."

"It was the least I could do, Mr. Kent." Lex replied. "Clark saved my life and I would always feel indebted to him."

"I suppose you would wait until Clark shows up."

"He has my car." Lex paused. "Mr. Kent, do you remember the plane crash that happened a few months back?"

"Lex, there was no plane crash." He knew what the young man was referring to but everyone had been denying that there was a plane crash that Jonathan suspected a cover-up.

"You were the one who found the survivor."

Jonathan looked at him. "How did you know about that? You weren't here when it happened."

"I was suppose to be in that plane." Lex said. "Fortunately, something came up and I didn't get to board it."

"What do you want to know?"

"In what condition did you find the survivor in?"

Jonathan thought for awhile. "Delirious. Almost at the unconscious state."

"Did she say anything?"

She called out my son's name. "No."

"Did you ever find out what happened to her?"

Jonathan shook his head. "The ambulance came and took her away. I haven't seen her or heard from her since."

"Would you like to see her again?"

The question surprised him. "Pardon?"

"She's in town." Lex replied. "And goes by the name of Angelica McGregor."

"Why are you doing this, Lex?" Jonathan can't help but be suspicious of the young Luthor's intentions.

Lex casually placed both his hands in his pockets. "I just thought she would like to thank the man who saved her."

Jonathan stared at Lex long and hard. For some reason he couldn't fathom, he could actually see the sincerity in the latter's eyes. "Would you like to stay for dinner?"

Lex smiled. "It would be my honor."

"I'll tell Martha to have an extra plate."

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Sunnydale, California

"Rupert, what brings you here?"

Giles looked at Wesley oddly. "You called me."

Wesley vaguely remembered placing a long distance call to England before leaving Los Angeles. He had a feeling that they were going to need all the help they could get. "Oh. Yes. I didn't think you could make it."

"It took me a few days but at least I'm here." He scanned the room. Aside from Wesley, everyone was in a state of shock.

"You were an unexpected visitor," Wesley told him. "I forgot to tell them you were coming."

"That's not surprising since you also forgot I was coming."

Wesley was flustered. With Buffy still missing, he had good reason to forget. Now that everyone knew she was alive, he had more to worry about.

"You came at just the right time, Giles." Angel finally spoke up. "We need your advice."

Giles frowned. "I thought that was the reason I was here."

"It's about Buffy."

Giles' eyes dimmed. It was obvious he was still grieving. "What about her?"

"We think she's alive." Angel said. "And we'd like to find her."

"We?" Spike asked.

Angel took a deep breath. "I'd like to find her."

Giles nodded. "Well. Where would you like to start?"

Angel smiled. "It's good to have you back, Giles."

"It's good to be home."

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Los Angeles, California

"Lindsey, you promised me that there would be no mistakes."

"Lionel, it wasn't my fault your son didn't board the plane."

Lionel tried to keep his temper in check. "Yet you should have expected that. Lex has been known to cheat death a lot more times than I can remember."

"Why are you so intent on killing your son?" Lindsey asked.

"The apple doesn't necessarily fall from the tree. In Lex's case, it appears to be the contrary." Lionel looked at him. "The apple will fall from the tree."

"You're afraid of your son." Lindsey surmised. "I've seen Lex's capabilities and I have to say, give or take a few years, he will be better than you ever were."

Lionel laughed. "You're wrong, Lindsey. As a father, I would be proud if my son surpass my accomplishments."

"Then why are you so afraid?"

"A few years from now Lex would learn to yield his influence and power for his own use. My son can create more damage than anything Wolfram and Hart could ever accomplish." Lionel paused. "And when that happens, I'm not the only one who would have a reason to be afraid of him."

"Are you saying that Lex would become the ultimate villain?"

"Unless he is stopped."

"He would be."

"How?" Lionel demanded.

"Use Angelica. Make Lex fall in love with her. And once he is under her spell, she will do the killing for us."

"That's exactly what I'm doing." Lionel said. "But her amnesia is only temporary."

Lindsey got a small bottle from his jacket pocket and handed it to Lionel. "Here."

"What is this?"

"The answer to your problems." Lindsey told him. "It's a potion. A forgetting potion. Make the girl drink it everyday for seven days and I can assure you, she wouldn't get her memory back."

Lionel smiled. "How much?"

"Since I messed up the first time, consider it an even deal." Lindsey said. "I won't charge you."

Lionel glanced at his watch. "I have to go. I have to get back to Metropolis before my son realizes I'm gone."

Lindsey watched Lionel leave the office and close the door behind him. "What was inside that bottle?" Lilah asked stepping out of the shadows.

"Water and salt."

"You have something in your mind."

Lindsey shrugged. "Let's just say that potion would never reach Angelica McGregor."

"How come?"

"Lionel would take it to his grave."

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Smallville, Kansas

What a tiring day, Buffy reflected. Right after classes finished, she went straight to the Talon to start her shift. Since most students go there after school, they were surprised to see their teacher serving them.

At Smallville High, she was Miss McGregor. At the Talon, she was Angelica.

Buffy glanced at her watch. Eight o'clock in the evening. If she was in the city, it would still be too early to call it a night. In a town like Smallville, every shop and restaurant had closed up for the day. There were no people in the streets and no sound could be heard. It was deserted and still.

Since she volunteered to lock the Talon for the day, she was left alone. Unfortunately, she also didn't have any ride to get to her home.

So she walked. Buffy had only taken a few steps when she sensed a presence behind her. She turned around.

It was an old man in his fifties.

She smiled. "Can I help you?"

"I'm hungry."

"I'm sorry but we're already closed."

The old man shook his head. "That wasn't what I meant." His face contorted to that of something monstrous. He opened his mouth and there were fangs. "This is."

Vampire! Buffy's mind screamed. And suddenly, it was as if her body knew how to act. Before the vampire could even attack her, she had jumped on its back and was on its other side in an instant.

The vampire, clearly underestimating her, turned around and punched her. Buffy caught its hand, twisted it until the vampire growled in pain, then tumbled it down on the ground. She immediately sat on top of it to make sure it wouldn't get away.

Seeing a stick lying not far from where they were, she quickly reached for it and, using the sharpest side put it straight to the vampire's heart.

The vampire turned to dust.

And Buffy was left there to wonder what on earth she had just done.