A/N- hello all. Here's chapter six. Hope u like. please please tell me what you think!

Chapter Six- Daddy's Back

"When is he coming in?"

"In three hour's Mr. Luthor."

Lex was sitting in his usual seat behind his usual elegant glass table. His hand has become comfortable on his forehead, massaging the headache that is threatening to come. His blue eyes seemed distant, but were coming into to focus the more his assistant talked about his father.

"Send someone to pick him up. Book a hotel room for him, make sure it's a suite. I don't want him staying here."

"Sir. He requested that you greet him at the airport when he arrives."

"He has requested many things in his past. I'm his son, not his slave. Make sure someone is there to pick him up, and get that suite."

"But sir…"

"I don't want to hear another word about it."

"Yes sir." His redhead assistant walked out of his office/hangout/room with her head down and her hand scribbling furiously on the paper. He shook his head and looked out his window

"Son, where have you been?"

"Hey dad. Chloe and I went over to the Talon to interview some new kids."

"New Kids?"

"Yeah. They're triplets and they just moved here from Michigan. They're father is a doctor."

"Are they nice?"

"Yeah."

"Nothing 'special' about them?"

"Not that I could sense."

"Alright."

"I'm going to drop my stuff off and do my homework. I'm meeting Lex in an hour."

"Why are you meeting Lex?"

"He invited me over for dinner. I wasn't going to refuse."

"You sure are spending a lot more time over at his house."

"Dad, we're friends. Whether you like it or not, you can't sever this friendship."

"I don't approve of it, but I'm not going to stand in your way. You have to learn for yourself."

"He's not like his father, dad. I know there is nothing I can do or say to change your mind, so I'm not going to try. I've given up trying. I've given up pointing out all of the times he's saved my life, my sanity. He's always been there for me dad. That's more than you can say." Clark walked into the house, leaving his father speechless standing by the tractor.

"I'm a friend of Lex's. He' expecting me." Clark stood at the gate, wondering who the new person was.

"Well I am sorry but Mr. Luthor can not see anybody today. I will tell him that you stopped by. If you could leave a name and number."

"No, I can't. Lex invited me over tonight, and I am going to get in, with or without your permission."

"I am sorry, but I can't let you do that."

"Open the gate John." Lex came striding calmly towards the gate, hands in pockets and coat billowing out behind him in the wind.

"But sir…"

"Open the gate NOW John."

"Your father told me I was to admit no one through this gate today, no matter the cost."

"Really? How 'bout your job?"

John looked at him through the small glass window. He stared at Lex, as if daring him to try.

"He's not kidding you know. He's fired people for my sake many a time. How do you think YOU got this job?" John looked at Clark as he spoke, swallowed once, and pressed the little green button. The gate slowly opened, Clark walking through as it did.

"Hey Lex, thanks for that. Why are your people listening to your father?"

"Because he's coming into town today." Lex said as they walked towards his castle.

"What?" Clark asked, turning to him in amazement. "Why is he coming?"

"I honestly have no idea. I got a call today saying that I was to pick him up at the airport. My father still thinks I'm his little lap dog."

"Are you going to pick him up?"

"No. I'm having someone greet him there and then dump him in a nice hotel room."

"Well, as someone who doesn't know your father, I might say that he IS your father, and that you should really try to get along with him. I mean, he can't be all that bad."

Lex turned to him, eye's just starting to widen.

"But as your friend, and as someone who has experienced your father's wrath firsthand, I would say good job." Clark smiled as Lex grinned at him.

"Yes well, I don't want my father interfering with my life anymore. He still thinks he has control over me, that I'll just turn to him, like a flower to the sun. He has no idea. Mother's are fonder than Father's of their children, because they are more certain they are their own." He looked at Clark and responded to his blank face. "Aristotle. I am my father's son, there is no doubt about it. I just don't want to be, and he still hasn't realized it."

"Rich, but not too bright, that father of yours."

"Not when it comes to the personal things, but if there's anything you want to get past the CIA, my father's the one to go to."

"So Lex, what's for dinner?" Clark said, deliberately changing the subject, but for not particular reason.

"Well that all depends." Lex turned to Clark smiling. "What do you want?"

"I don't know the last time I ate a McDonalds hamburger with fries."

"If it's been long enough for you to forget, then that's just about too long."

"Thanks for coming tonight Clark."

"No problem. It was fun."

"Yes it was. At least you got my mind off of my…"

"Lex?" Clark and Lex turned towards the door. Clark immediately stood up. Lex stared at his father for a moment before slowing pushing himself onto his feet.

"What the hell are you doing here?" Lex asked, staying well away from his father. As Lionel took a step forward, Lex took one back, and Clark couldn't blame him. Who knew what his father had up his sleeves?

"There seemed to be a mix-up at the airport. Someone named Greg was there to pick me up, and he said he was standing for Lex Luthor. I may not have believed him, but how many Lex Luthor's are there in Smallville? Then he said he was going to take me to a hotel. I don't think you're communicating well with your servants."

"They are not my servant, and we communicate fine. Your room is book at the Holiday Inn in Metropolis. You have the largest room in the finest suite and I hear it has a great view of the trash-ridden streets."

"You don't really expect me to stay in a Hotel, do you son? After all, I am your father. Would you throw a sick man out on his own?"

"I don't believe you really are on your own. I know you well enough to know that you brought someone with you either to spy on me, or to do the dirty work for you. Who let you in?"

"John. Very nice man, but obviously not very obedient." Lionel said, talking as if he were a dog. "He was told not to let anyone in, despite the consequences."

"Yes, well he rather fancied his job." Lex replied coldly. "Margaret!" Lex shouted. Margaret came behind Lionel and stood facing Lex, ignoring his father's presence.

"Yes Mr. Luthor?"

"Please escort my father to the car. Have… Greg did you say? Have Greg drive him immediately to his hotel." Margaret took hold of Lionel arm.

"Son, you really aren't going to…?"

"Goodbye father." Lionel looked almost hurt at the rebuke, but he let himself be accompanied out of the room.

"Well done Lex. At least your father knows now that you're not going to be taking orders from him anymore."

"I only wish I knew why he was here. You and I both know he didn't just come to visit. Oh no. A man travels the world in search of what he needs, and returns home to find it. Something tells me my father is getting steadily closer to what it is he's trying to find."

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