Heroic Deeds
By Ayisha
Disclaimer: I don't own anything in the story. Buffy the Vampire Slayer and Angel characters belong to Joss Whedon.
Author's Notes: An AtS/BtVS/Smallville crossover, some parts are AU; the rest will be explained in the story.
Spoilers: Some parts of S5 and S6 for Buffy; S3 and S4 for Angel.
Summary: Buffy left Sunnydale and came to Smallville.
Chapter 18:
Smallville, Kansas
It was a sunny Saturday morning. Many people – business associates, family friends and workers – attended the funeral. Which of them mourned and actually grieved, no one could really tell.
Most of them were relieved that Lionel Luthor was gone. It was quite astonishing how big the turnout was; it seemed that every one in Smallville went to the funeral.
"Probably to ascertain that my father is truly dead," Lex stated.
Clark looked up with a start. It had been three days since the news spread and only a day after Lionel's body was flown back to Metropolis. His friend had not wasted any time. Lex had immediately prepared the funeral for the next day, saying that a wake was not necessary.
He doubted if anyone would come, anyway.
"I'm very sorry about your loss," Clark said. All the mourners had gone and they were the only ones left at the cemetery. Jonathan and Martha thought it best that their son be with Lex at this sad day; losing a parent, no matter who that parent was, is difficult. Lex would need a friend during this crucial time.
Clark was only too willing to oblige.
Lex stared at his father's grave. Lionel's grave. If there was one thing Lionel was, he was organized. He planned for everything ahead of time. It was still a mystery to Lex why Lionel did not plan for his funeral. He supposed it was because his father thought himself invincible.
Yet while rummaging through Lionel's endless pile of documents, was the casket ordered for Lex by his own father and a piece of land in which he was to be buried. "I'm not."
"Lex, you don't mean that." Clark told him. "You're grieving, you're sad. It's okay to be bitter. He left you unexpectedly."
Lex started shaking his head. "You don't understand." He paused. "It was either him or me."
"What?"
He turned to face his friend, his only friend, and looked him straight in the eye. "He was going to kill me, Clark."
"He can't do that. You're his son."
"He already did. Unfortunately, he failed." Lex said grimly. "Do you remember the horrible plane crash in Metropolis?"
Clark frowned. "You mean the one that everyone seemed to have remotely forgotten about?"
"It cost my father millions just to pay the mayor for damage control."
"Why would he do that?"
What Lex said next, Clark surely did not expect. It was rare for Lex to share his thoughts to Clark. Apparently, this was one of those few times. "I was supposed to be in that plane," Lex answered. "The plane did not crash because of bad weather. My father paid someone to plant a bomb inside; he sabotaged the plane so I can die."
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Sunnydale, California
"BOO!"
Spike had always been a light sleeper. Still, that did not prevent him from yelping. "What are you bloody doing at my crypt?"
Faith grinned as she plopped down on Spike's bed, making him move a little to the side. "Sure is dark here."
"I'm a vampire. It's daytime. Make the connection." Spike said, a little miffed.
"So I've noticed." Faith said dryly.
"You came barging in here, interrupting my sleep and making small chit-chat which I have no time for," Spike folded his arms. "Whatever it is you have to say should be bloody important, woman."
"I have a plan to know where Buffy is."
"Didn't just Wesley say she was somewhere in Kansas?"
"Smallville, Kansas." Faith pursed her lips. "I have a plan to find out where exactly in Smallville Buffy is."
Spike was in rapt attention. "I'm listening."
"You mentioned that Ajax and Achilles were following Buffy around before she disappeared." Faith said. "I have a theory."
"Which is?"
"What if they already know where she is and just waiting for us to take them there?" Faith asked. "They need the Slayer to fulfill the prophecy." She looked at him. "Through you. They think if you could be Buffy's eternal mate, the three of you would rule the world together."
Spike snorted. "If they really think that then they must be stupider than I thought."
"They offered to remove that chip in your head if you went along with them. You would be indebted to them forever, you'll have no choice but to follow their every bidding." Faith paused. "Favors among vampires are regarded highly."
"What are you trying to say?"
"Go to them. Agree to their wishes. Lead them to Buffy in Smallville, Kansas. And in turn," Faith continued. "They would take Buffy to us."
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Los Angeles, California
Lindsay looked at her condescendingly. "Anymore questions, detective?"
Kate Lockley hated Wolfram and Hart with a passion. They considered themselves above the law, untouchable. How she would love to put them in their place. "That would be enough for now," she answered coolly.
She had interrogated Lindsay MacDonald for almost two hours, trying to trap him into admitting that Wolfram and Hart had something to do with Lionel Luthor's murder. She had not succeeded. The man was simply too slippery a character to pin down.
Lindsay stood up and held out a hand. "Call me if you need anything, detective."
The insinuation angered her yet she held her temper in check. She took the proffered hand. "I'd keep that in mind."
He flashed her a smile and walked out of the room, leaving Kate deep in her thoughts and waiting for someone to escort her out. She was in the offices of Wolfram and Hart, had been there many times, she was used to the procedure.
"He did it."
"Excuse me?"
Lilah Morgan stepped out of the shadows. "Lindsay killed Lionel. He ordered someone to plant that bomb." She paused. "Wolfram and Hart have nothing to do with this. Mister Luthor is a very important client of the firm. It was a big loss."
"What makes you think I would believe you?"
Lilah played the recorder she held out on her hand.
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."
"This was the last conversation we had that included Lionel," Lilah continued. "Exactly three hours before the latter's plane burst into fire."
"What bottle? And who is this Angelica McGregor?" Kate demanded.
Lilah shook her head. "Now, now, don't be too curious. Lionel went to LA for business. Whatever that business is, stays within the firm. Confidentiality between lawyers and clients, remember?"
"Why are you helping me?" Kate looked at her suspiciously.
"Because its time for Lindsay to learn he does not have the power to do what he wants." Lilah replied.
"What you have is not enough evidence against him."
Lilah smiled. "Do you think I don't know that? Meet me the day after tomorrow. I'll contact you with the details. You'd have all the evidence you'll need to incriminate him."
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Smallville, Kansas
"Angelica?"
Buffy turned. "Annie…"
"You still remember." Annie hugged her tightly. "I've always wondered whatever happened to you."
At the corner of her eye, she watched Lex and Clark talk in front of Lionel's grave. She had been hiding behind a tree, wondering if she had any right to be there. The exact same reason why Buffy decided to remain in the shadows while attending the funeral.
"What are you doing here, Annie." Buffy asked the nurse who had taken care of her.
"I heard about what happened." Annie said. "I came to the funeral in hopes of finding you."
Buffy was confused. "Why?"
"You need to know something," Annie replied. "Your amnesia is temporary."
"What are you talking about?"
"The doctor who looked after you, he told Lionel your memories should be coming back soon. You've been remembering, haven't you?"
"Just fragments but I can't seem to hang on to them…"
"Probably because of the medicine."
Buffy's brows furrowed. "What medicine?"
"The medicine Lionel put on your food while you were staying with him to refrain you from remembering any further." A new voice replied.
"Lex?" He was with Clark. They had approached the two women without their knowing. "Remembering what?"
Lex looked at her steadily while Clark seemed to fix his gaze at her. "Remembering what really happened on the plane."