A.N. This is my spin on Crush. I totally took out the first part. But Pete and Chloe went to the rave in the cave. And yes Pete did get poked in the neck.

It is February now and Paris' cast is off. ----The cave, the day after----

Paris was walking through one of the rooms in the cave and came upon some goo. Shining her light upon the goo, "Well what is this?" She bent down to explore it further, poking it with her finger. "Well that's just gross." She stood up, and wiped her hands on her jeans. She stepped back stumbled on a rock and landed on her butt in a puddle of goo. "Ow." She whined. "Uck, this is never going to come out, and I know Lex isn't going to let me in his car with dirty pants. Anal retentive little neat freak." Just then something pinched her in the back of her neck. "Ow what the? Evil cave from hell." She reached back and rubbed her hand over the area where the poke came from. She brought her hand back to her face but saw nothing. "Oh well." She stood up and half heartedly tried to wipe her clothes off. Just then a lurid smile crept across her face and she chuckled to herself as she exited the room.

Clark came in carrying a roll of trash bags and started to cleaning up.

Lex flashed his light over to Clark. "Don't bother, I've got a maintenance crew coming."

"Lex, I didn't see you there."

"Just checking for damage. It looks like it was quite a bash."

"Pete tried to break it up. But he's been acting weird all day."

"Oh, I'm sure it was a noble effort, but not many teenagers are interested in 500-year old cave paintings. What's your interest, Clark?"

"What do you mean?"

"When I fired the security guard this morning, I asked him who else he'd let in these caves. He told me you were down here almost every day. Now, you wouldn't be keeping secrets from me, would you, Clark?"

"Kyla gave her life for these caves. I'm doing a term paper on the drawings."

Lex noticed a book in Clark's backpack and grabbed it. "Deciphering the Mysteries of Hieroglyphics" by Dr. Frederick Walden. Sounds like a real page-turner.

"Hey, Lex, why did you start the preservation project? It's not like there's big business in caves."

"I like a good mystery. This one promises to be fascinating. Wouldn't you agree?" Just then he saw Paris walking toward them looking disheveled. "What happened to you, spelunking go awry?"

She spoke in a flirtatious voice. "You could say that. I tripped and fell in a puddle of something cavey." Still walking toward Lex, not noticing Clark.

"Cavey? Making up words are we?"

Paris came nose to nose with Lex. He could see something different in her features but couldn't decide what it was. In a low husky tone, "Well Lexy unless you can think of something better, I'm sticking with cavey."

Clark was getting a bit uncomfortable: "I better get going."

Lex, broke eye contact with Paris and turned to Clark: "I told the new security man nobody comes down here without my permission. Nobody except for Clark Kent, of course."

Clark smiled. "Thanks Lex. Later Lex. Bye Paris."

"Later Clark."

Paris didn't even turn around, she kept her eyes locked on Lex. "Yeah bye Clark."

Lex turned his attention back to Paris who is slowly tracing patterns up and down his chest with her fingers. "What may I ask has gotten into you?"

Coyly Paris said, "You Lexy. Living in your house, seeing you every day. I'm tired of being told look don't touch. I want to touch you and I want you to touch me."

He took her wrists and held onto them, pulling them away from his body. Talking calmly, "I think you fell on your head. Come on let's get you to a doctor."

Paris grew irate, pulling away. "I didn't hit my head and I don't need a soddin doctor!" She lowered her voice, grasped Lex by the shoulders and pushed Lex up against the wall. "I need you." She kissed him hard on the mouth, pushing her body all the way against him.

Lex shoved her off him. "Paris will you?" He stopped as something pricked him in the back of the neck. A wry smile crossing his features. "Come back here so I can ravage you."

---The Talon starring Lana Lang----

Lana was arranging a vase of flowers in the Talon as Chloe came in.

"Hey. I didn't hear you leave this morning."

"Well, I had to be here first thing. Since I'm Miss. Responsibility and all."

"You know, if I didn't know any better, I'd say you were avoiding me."

"Don't take it personally. It's just how I cope."

"Look, I don't want to be one of those annoying people that says I'm here if you need to talk, but... I am."

"I appreciate it."

"Listen, if you don't feel like talking, um, I thought maybe we could go to Metropolis tomorrow and do some serious shopping. My dad even said that he would join in on the conspiracy and get us out of school early."

"Ah, thanks. And I'd love to, but, you know, I already have plans with Clark."

"Oh. Uh, what kind of plans?" Chloe was taken aback.

"Well, um, he asked me out on a date."

"Wow. I thought you guys were giving up on the mating dance." 'Gazelles have a better learning curve than these two,' she thought jealously.

"Yeah, yeah, me too."

"But you still said yes."

'Uhoh, she's smart for a blonde. Shit, shit, stall Lana,' Lana was trying to think of something to say. "Look, Chloe, if this is gonna be too weird for you..."

"No! My feelings for Clark are so ancient, they're-- they're fossilized." She gave a laugh to show her amusement with the whole situation. "Uh, seriously, you should-- you should go for it."

"Are you sure?"

"Lana, does it really matter how I feel? I mean, if I was in your position, I'd do the exact same thing. Don't let me be your excuse." 'Let me be your excuse, let me be your excuse,' Chloe silently chanted to herself.

"Okay. Um, I'm glad we cleared the air." 'Yeah, I get my way, again,' Lana silently cheered.

"Me too. I'll see you tonight."

"Okay."

As Chloe left Lana thought to herself, 'That was too easy.'

----The Sexy Study----

Lex entered his study, to the waiting Dr. Walden, looking rather neat considering the exhausting activities he and Paris had just finished.

"I appreciate you coming on such short notice, Professor Walden."

The two men shook hands. "Well, normally I wouldn't. It's not often that I'm offered my weekly rate for a 10-minute consultation. As I told your associate, I'm not able to take on any new endeavors at this time."

"Then when can you start?"

"Next year."

"I was thinking more like tomorrow."

"I leave for Chile on Tuesday."

"I'm sure you can postpone your trip."

"It's out of the question. If you want the foremost authority in a field, Mr. Luthor, you learn to wait."

"In my experience, when you want the best, you simply pay them what they're worth." E handed Dr. Walden a check.

"Rich men with delusions of grandeur rarely sway me with a checkbook." He ripped the check and dropped it on the floor for emphasis.

"Does this sway you?" He handed Dr. Walden an envelope of pictures.

"That is... quite unique, I can tell you that. It doesn't appear to be native North American, or even Mayan for that matter. These are amazing."

Paris walked in her hair was down in it's natural loose curls, only wearing one of Lex's long sleeved purple button down shirts that ended at her knees, holding a pint of Ben and Jerry's and a spoon. "Lexy I'm lonely." She pouted as she walked up to Lex's desk and stood behind his chair.

"Paris I'm in the middle of something with Dr. Walden. I'll be back in a minute."

"You said that half an hour ago."

"Actually Mr. Luthor if you'd let me I'd like to go back to my lab and study these photographs."

"Be my guest."

"Thank you." Walden walked out.

Lex swiveled his chair around to look at Paris but she walked around and sat on his desk with her legs dangling over the edge. Lex turned back around, face to face with Paris. She was eating her ice cream happily. He placed his hands on her thighs and started to inch upward. "Ahahah." She hit his hands lightly with her spoon. "You made me wait forever so I'm gonna do the same to you. It's only fair."

"Fine, spoil sport."

"Whatever, cheeky boy."

"Please don't use the British it reminds me of Victoria."

"Baby, bringing up ex-lovers who tried to screw you out of your company after you spent many nights screwing them is not going to gain you entrance into any place on my body. It's kind of a mojo killer, catch my drift?"

"Fine I'm sorry, she's the devil and I shall never speak of her again. Can we move on?"

"Yes."

"What kind of ice cream is that?"

"I'm glad you asked. It's the kinkiest kind."

"It's manufactured by two hefty hippies from Vermont, how kinky can it be?" He started stroking the inside of her thigh again.

"Well if you'll stop letting your fingers do the walking I'll tell you."

"Fine." He stopped.

"It's called caramel sutra." She sucked some ice cream off her spoon in between sentences.

"Caramel sutra huh?"

"Yes. It's chocolate ice cream with chocolate chunks and creamy, smooth, rich caramel. In. the. middle. Kinky and good."

"Do I get any?"

"Maybe."

"Well is there anything I can do to sway your opinion?" He stood up and started unbuttoning the shirt she was wearing.

"Nope, it's all up to me."

"What if I do this?" He ran his hand back up her thigh and between her legs, hitting the spot he was looking for.

"MMMMMM." She moaned happily as she held out a spoonful for Lex.

"MMM good." He said after she fed him the spoonful.

"Want more?"

"Later. Right now I just want you."

"Well, what Lex Luthor wants, Lex Luthor gets. So come and get me." She laid down on the desk.

"That's what I like to hear."

----Our trusty reporter is hard at work at her paper----

Clark walked into the torch finding Chloe. "Hey, Chloe. Have you seen Pete today? I think he skipped school."

"Well, I asked him to help me with the memorial issue, but he totally blew me off. Why?"

"He's just acting strange. I think Travis's death really got to him."

"Pete did try and save him, but he just couldn't get there in time. Maybe, you know, he feels guilty."

"He definitely isn't acting that way."

"Different people deal with grief in different ways. Um, any big plans for the weekend?"

Clark changed the subject, after all he is the master. "Do you know if they found any drugs in Travis's system?"

"The autopsy report was inconclusive, but they did find a small puncture wound in the back of his neck and his adrenal gland was unusually enlarged."

"Adrenaline does give you a rush. Maybe that's why he jumped."

"Yeah, but he wasn't the only one. Two other kids at the rave, one from Grandville, the other one from Smallville Community College, they both turned up dead. One took a swan dive into an empty pool and the other one wrapped his Corolla around a tree. Same puncture wounds, same enlarged adrenal gland, and same extreme behavior."

"It's like they all had a death wish. What do the police think?"

"Somebody may have been sticking them with a new designer drug. You think they got Pete?"

"I don't know. But I know I need to get him to a doctor. I'll see you later."

----Lex's office----

Lex and Paris lay completely naked on top of Lex's desk. They had finished a vigorous round of sex and were catching their breath. The phone next to Lex's head started to ring.

"Lex Luthor." He answered.

"Lex it's Helen."

"Oh hi Helen. How are you?" Lex said winking at Paris. Not to be forgotten about Paris got off the desk and stood between Lex's legs.

"Not good. I need to cancel dinner tonight."

Paris lightly kissed a trail from his collar bone to his pubic bone, and began to blow on Lex's half hard member.

"I'm sorry to hear about that." Paris starting licking the sensitive tip, earning a sigh from Lex.

"Yeah, we're backed up here. Tons of bee stings and chicken pox." Paris started to suck lightly on the head, making Lex lose his train of thought.

"That's alright. Actually I'll be out of town tonight anyway. So I'll see you tomorrow?" Lex bit the inside of his cheek as Paris started to massage his balls while sucking.

"That's fine."

"Great, bye." Lex hung up the phone quickly. He glanced down ad Paris who was looking straight at him.

"What's wrong?" She asked, taking a break. She leaned her chin on his chest.

"You did that on purpose."

"What was your first clue?" She said with a wicked smile.

"Get up here." He said, taking her hands on his.

She got up on the desk straddling his lap. "Lex Luthor, get ready for the ride of your life."

----The street in front of the Talon----

Clark was walking down the sidewalk to the Talon, trying to find Pete.

"Yo, Clark!" Pete called from across the street as he stood, laughing, on a Jeep. "What's up?"

"Pete, get down from there! Pete, I have to get you to the hospital! I think something happened to you at the rave!"

"Sure, man! I'll be right there." Pete said sarcastically as he laughed. Pete jumped off the Jeep and crossed in front of a bus. "No!" Clark super sped into the road and pushed Pete out of the way. "Are you all right? Are you okay?"

"Oh, yeah! That was amazing! Let's do it again!"

"I'm getting you to a doctor."

People from the bus began to gather around them.

"No, no, no, no, no. I feel great!"

Clark grabbed his arm. "You're coming with me!"

"No, I'm not" Pete grabbed his arm away and ran off. Clark knew he couldn't chase after him because of all the spectators.

----Evil cave part two----

Clark and Chloe were looking around the cave. "Whatever happened to Pete started in this cave."

"Well, have you gotten him to a doctor yet, or is he as needle-phobic as you are?"

"I haven't been able to find him. My dad called the Rosses. They haven't been seen him all day."

"So what exactly are we looking for?"

"I don't know. A certain reporter friend of mine always said to explore all options."

"In that case, I'll look over here."

"Okay. I'll check out the other chamber."

Chloe went to the wall with the crack in it and took a picture of it. Noticing the crack and reached inside to feel around. After touching some slime and yanking her hand out she leaned forward to look inside.

"Hey! This cave is off-limits. Why don't you find somewhere else to make out?" Chloe turned around and was face to face wh Dr. Walden. Something shot out of the cave and into the back of Chloe's neck, she gasped in pain. "You alright?"

"Yeah, I'm fine. As for your snide remark, people haven't made out in this cave since the 20th century. Now back off!"

Clark came back and saw Dr. Walden in a standoff with Chloe. 'Oh great.' "Hey, you're Frederick Walden, the linguist. You wrote that book."

"I've written many books."

"Did Lex Luthor hire you?" Clark asked suspiciously.

"Thanks to you, Clark. I'm counting on Professor Walden to translate these pictographs for us. It'll help the preservation effort." Lex said as he walked in.

"Hey, rule one-- no guided tours."

"They're friends of mine, Professor, and I didn't realize you'd accepted my offer."

"I have, but we do things on my terms, and I don't allow anybody except for my staff on a work site."

"With all due respect, Professor, I was the one who found the caves."

"I don't care if you discovered the Shroud of Turin, kid. If you're unhappy with my method, I can take the first flight to Chile."

"I'm sorry, Clark."

"Lex, you can't do this."

"The man's one of the most renowned linguists in the world. If that's the way he works, we have to respect that. And it is never a good idea to tell me what I can and can't do."

"Hey! You get down from there!" Walden yelled at Choe who was walking on a ledge.

"Come on, Chloe, let's go."

"Fine." Chloe jumped down with a smile on her face.

"What are you smiling at? I want those photographs. Give me your camera."

"Take your own."

"I'm serious, young lady."

"You're the cunning linguist. Why don't you translate this? Kiss... my... ass."

----That night---

That evening didn't go well for Clark. Pete came over and they got into an argument. He tried to explain to Pete that there was a parasite in his stomach and Pete freaked and whipped out the Green K.

----The Torch AKA Mistress Chloe's Pleasure Room----

Chloe made out with some random jock but Clark had to bust in. He tried to convince her there was a parasite in Pete but she mocked him. He x-rayed her finding the same thing but left, knowing she was too into it to turn back. Chloe whipped out her cell phone and called Paris's cell phone.

"Hello?"

"Paris it's Chloe."

"Oh hi Chloe. What's up?" Paris was sitting on the roof of Lex's Mansion smoking a cigarette and drinking a glass of vodka.

"I'm totally bored off my ass. School is so, banal."

"That's why I never spent too much time in class. I'm a bit bored too, Lex is like in a coma after the fuck fest we had last night."

"Well why don't you grab that fancy ass car of yours, get down to the Torch, pick my ass up and you can share your sex stories with me. Pete's here too and he's bored as hell"

"I'll do one better. Why don't I grab one of Lex's fancy ass cars. I'll even let you drive."

"Sweet!"

----Lex's possibly soon to be departed Car----

Chloe was driving Lex's Ferrari, speeding at almost 155 MPH, Pete sitting next to her and Paris standing behind Pete leaning back with her hands in the air.

----The Talon----

Lana was looking at Clark sadly when Pete, Chloe and Paris entered.

"Hey, lovebirds. Look who I found." Chloe said, mocking her friends. "Someone have a wittle fight?"

Lana looked away from her and saw Paris and Pete walking in. "Paris I didn't know you were coming with. How are you?"

"Bored actually. Is there anything to do in this cow town besides stare at the paint and wait for sweet death?" Lana walked into the back to get away from the weirdness.

"Pete, Chloe I need to get you help."

"My god Clark, they're fine. Why do you always have to be such a buzz kill? Grow a pair and join the fun."

"Stop with the martyr bit Kent. It gets pretty annoying after awhile." Chloe said snidely.

"Whoa, whoa, whoa, ladies let up on the boy. Clark, I know you're worried about me. You're my boy. You always have been. But I figured it out. In your world, green means stop. And red...Red means go." He pulled a piece of Red K from his shirt and put in Clark's pocket.

Clark looked at Chloe, Pete and Paris as his eyes started to glow red. A small, dangerous smile formed on his lips.

----The Loft of Many Lana Fantasies----

Pete, Chloe, Paris and Clark entered the loft laughing.

"We're gonna have some fun now! Where are your parents?" Pete said eagerly.

"Out looking for you." They went up the stairs to the upper level of the loft.

"So what's the plan?" Chloe asked, bored.

"I don't know, I was thinking maybe we'd take Lex's car down to Saunders Gorge and jump the quarry. If we miss, Clark can catch us."

"Let's do it!"

"Yeah, right." Chloe said with a roll of her eyes.

"What are you talking about Pete?" Paris asked in turn.

"I'm serious."

Chloe and Paris gave Clark a confused look.

"Can we tell them?" Pete asked eagerly.

"I'm surprised she hasn't figured it out already." Clark motioned to Chloe.

"Figured out what?" Chloe was confused.

"Hey, Pete. Do the honors?"

"With pleasure."

Pete took a bat and whacked it into the back of Clark's head, shattering the bat.

"Whoa!" Chloe exclaimed.

"Holy shit Farmboy. What do they feed you, steel?"

"Gets better. Clark, uh, it's a little dark in here."

Clark lit a lantern with his head vision.

"How did you..."

"Nice."

"Do that?" Clark finished for Chloe as he supersped behind her.

"What are you?" Chloe asked turning around.

He super sped behind Paris and tapped her on the shoulder. "Who are you?"

"Let's just say I'm not from around here."

"Neither am I but I can't shatter a fucking bat with my skull." Paris said excitedly.

"Yeah what the Fuck?" Chloe chimed in. "You knew about this?" Chloe questioned Pete.

"He's my brother... from another planet."

"You should see the look on your faces right now."

"Oh, my God. This is so cool. Can you fly?" Chloe went into reporter mode.

"Oh my god that would be so freaking cool!"

Pete laughed at their eagerness.

"Whoa, wait a minute. I may be an alien, but I'm not a cartoon."

"Yeah because the rest of it is so run of the mill, flying would just be weird." Paris retorted.

"So if I fall. Would you catch me?" Chloe asked as she climbed on top of the railing.

"Go for it."

Chloe walked to the edge and dropped backwards off the railing. Clark super speeds to the ground floor and catches her.

"My own personal superhero. I always knew there was something special about you, Clark Kent."

"Ooh my turn."

Lex entered as if on cue.

"I hope I'm not interrupting anything. Actually I don't care."

"You are." Clark said as he put Chloe down.

"Does he know?" Chloe half whispered to Clark.

"No. I only tell people who don't go around stabbing me in the back and lying to me."

"Clark, can I have a word with you? Alone?"

"I'm busy."

"Lex you're being a total buzz kill. Watch what Clark can do."

"Don't even worry about it, Clark. It's cool. We'll meet you in the car." Pete and Chloe walked out.

"You know, I always wondered. For a boy who has all the money in the world, you'd think he could afford a good toupee."

Clark and Pete laughed.

Paris laughed from where she was standing on top of the loft. "Being bald has it's perks Chloe. Cuts down on the friction if you know what I mean."

Chloe laughed at Paris as she left.

"What's going on, Clark?"

"We're just having a good time. Not that it's any of your business. You ever hear of a phone? I'm sick of you just barging in like you own the place. It's really..."

"I came here to tell you, Clark. I talked to Walden. He won't budge. I'm sorry."

"He won't budge or you don't want me in the cave? Come on, don't lie to me. You're Lex Luthor. You pay a guy to do a job, he does what you tell him. Isn't that the way it always works?"

"Oh please Clark..."

Paris was walking the railing like a balance beam. "Come on Lex. You own the caves, and you own Dr. Walden. Just let the boy play in the damn caves." She did a back flip landing perfectly on the beam.

"Stay out of this Paris. It's business not sex. You do what you're good at and let me do what I'm good at. I'll deal with you later."

Paris climbed down. "Fine. But the sex better be damn good."

"I'm gonna go into those caves whenever I damn well please. I dare you to stop me."

"As intriguing as that sounds Clark...Is this really about a term paper?"

"You'd love to know, wouldn't you? I'm gonna go. So are you."

"I like to see you standing up for yourself, Clark, I really do. Be careful not to cross the line."

"Like you've never done that before. I have shit to do with actual friends, later." Clark left. Lex and Paris were standing face to face in the barn.

"Deal with me will you?" Paris said raising an eyebrow.

"Oh yeah. What do you say we utilize the loft."

"Fine by me. So what have you been up to since I was gone?"

"I went bungee jumping."

----The Talon AKA The Love Shack----

Clark and Chloe were making out on a sofa in the Talon.

One of the waitresses tried to stop them. "Um, excuse me? Hello? I'm gonna have to ask you to leave."

"We're not going anywhere." Clark said, glaring at her.

"Yeah, why don't you go get your manager?" Chloe tossed her head back and laughed. They went back to making out.

Lex and Paris walked in. Lex had his arm around Paris's waist and she was leaning on him. The waitress walked up to Lex.

"I'm glad you're hear Mr. Luthor. Can you get them to stop making out?"

"No. I really don't care. In fact I plan on doing the same thing with her in a few minutes."

"I am working in a mad house." The waitress stomped away in search of Lana.

Lex and Paris took a seat at the table next to Chloe and Clark. Lex sat down and Paris sat straddling his lap, he placed his hands on her butt and they started making out.

"God what are you doing, following me?" Clark said angrily.

"Not at all Clark. I was in the mood for some coffee, and some more Paris so I decided to come here, with her. Let's not forget who owns this place."

"Come on Clark, don't let Lex ruin our good time."

"So what do you want to do next?"

"How about we play a game of strip poker?"

"We don't have any cards."

"Sure we do.

Chloe started to play a game with some imaginary cards. Clark held up his hand.

"Full house."

"Royal flush." Chloe countered.

She started to unbutton the first two buttons of his shirt, and then ripped it completely open. They kissed as Clark took it off throwing it on the floor, the red meteor rock sliding out next to it. Clark was too far away from the Red K for it to do anything to him.

"Chloe, I can't do this!" He said scrambling to his feet.

"Uh oh, I think someone has performance anxiety." Paris said with a snicker.

"Oh the pitfalls of youth and inexperience." Paris and Lex laughed.

"Wh-what happened? Why the sudden Jekyll and Hyde? "What-- don't tell me you're thinking about Lana. AGAIN!"

"This has nothing to do with Lana."

Chloe was on the verge of tears. "You don't have any real feelings for me, do you, Clark? Every time we hang out, it's just to get answers. 'Chloe, why don't you research this?' or 'Chloe, why don't you look up that?' I'm nothing more to you than your own personal search engine and I'm sick of it. I want you, Clark." She kissed him but he pulled away. Lana saw the whole thing.

"L-Lana, this is not what it looks like."

"Yeah, it is, Lana. It's exactly what it looks like. Oh, and guess what? Clark told me everything. And I mean everything."

"Lana, I can explain." Lana left crying.

Clark followed Chloe outside where Pete was waiting with the car Paris took from Lex.

"Chloe, you're not yourself. You need a doctor." Clark tried to argue with her.

"What's all this doctor talk again? What happened to my little red rock?" Pete asked.

"Pete, how could you do that to me?"

"Relax, you needed it. Now let's go find the rock and jump the gorge. You guys can suck face later."

"No, Pete, I'm taking you to the emergency room! I don't care what you tell people about..." Pete cut Clark off by punching Clark in the face, knocking him unconscious.

"Whoa! How'd you do that?"

"Clark's Achilles' heal. Green Kryptonite. He may be a boy scout, but I'm always prepared. Let's go."

They left. Lana came outside and dumped a bucket of water on Clark's face, waking him up.

"Lana. Where's Chloe and Pete?"

"I don't know. And to be honest, I really don't care."

Lana walked away and when she turned around to see if Clark was following her, he was already gone.

----The ever jumpable gorge----

"Look at that drop." Pete said in awe.

"It'll be like flying."

"Who needs Clark?"

"Yeah, screw Clark."

Pete backed the car up for good jumping. "We've got ignition!"

"What are we waiting for? Blastoff! Whoo-hoo!!"

Pete put the car in gear and sped toward the edge.

----Who duels on a roof----

Paris and Lex were on the castle roof dueling.

"Had enough yet Luthor?" Paris panted.

"Not even close Stratford." Lex charged at her.

She dodged him. "Too fast, face it baby you're old news."

Lex Charged her again, this time tripping and taking Paris down with him. Dropping their foils they rolled toward the edge of the roof stopping just before the edge.

Paris. "Nice."

Lex. "What a rush."

----Well it was a nice car----

Pete and Chloe drove over the edge of the cliff, screaming the whole way down. "Aaaaaaahhhh!!!"

Clark super sped to the car and caught it.

"Awesome! That was awesome!" Pete cheered.

"That was awesome! One more time, Clark! Oh, my God!"

"Joyride's over." Clark said from outside.

----The study that routinely tries to kill people----

Paris and Lex were in Lex's study each holding a pistol in their hands.

"What are the rules again?"

"It's a variation on Russian roulette. You point the gun at me and pull the trigger. If the chamber's empty I get to fire at you. If the chamber's full." She shrugged her shoulders nonchalantly. "Oops."

"Okay. You stand over there and I'll stand over here."

Paris walked over to the bookcase and Lex stood closer to the pool table. Clark scanned the door and saw two people inside holding guns, one was empty and one had a round in the chamber, and burst into the room.

"Stop! There's something inside you making you do these things."

"Clark we're fine. Just because there's a parasite in Pete's stomach and you're an alien doesn't mean there's anything wrong with Lex and I."

"Clark's an alien?"

"Yep, he's like super fast and strong."

"Awesome. Well let's see how strong he is. Come on Clark play our little game. Russian roulette."

"No, stop."

"Clark it'll be fine. Ready Lexy?" Paris pulled the trigger and bang filled the room.

Clark super sped over to Lex and threw him out of the way taking the bullet in the shoulder.

Lex looking up from his place on the floor. "Cool."

----This week on Smallville General----

Lex and Paris were admitted to the hospital after Clark got to them, somehow they managed to be allowed to share a room. Pete and Chloe were in PEDS on the floor above.

"Do you remember anything?" Lex asked from his bed.

"Not a clue kimosabe, first I fall on my butt in the cave, next thing I'm here with you." Paris's eyes were closed. "But I do want some ice cream. Do you remember anything?"

"The last thing I remember is you coming on to me and then I woke up here."

"So chances are we um."

"Oh yeah. I'm pretty sure we terrified the staff and anyone else we came across."

"Oh god." Paris groaned.

Someone knocked on the door. "Come in." Lex called.

"Yeah like we actually have a choice in the matter of who gets in and who doesn't." Paris commented dryly.

"Hey guys." Clark walked in. "How are you feeling?"

"Tired." Lex answered.

"I want to go home. How are Chloe and Pete?"

"They're fine. They'll be getting out tomorrow. What about you two?"

"Same here." Lex answered.

"How are you?" Paris asked.

"I'm fine. I managed not to get effected. Oh Lex your Ferrari is at my house. Mom and Dad said not to worry, you can pick it up when you're feeling better."

"How'd it get there?"

"Truthfully I have no clue."

"I'm guessing I had something to do with that." Paris said. "You know I have a thing for Ferraris."

"True. It's okay though."

"Oh and mom said you two aren't allowed to be alone in the loft anymore."

"We?" Lex asked.

"In the loft?" Paris finished.

"Oh yeah."

Paris just blushed in her bed. "We're never going to live this down."

"Well you two need some rest. I'll see you later."

"Bye Clark. Thanks for stopping by."

"Yeah, thanks Clark."

"Bye you two." Clark left the room.

"I need a god damn vacation." Paris said.

"Me too. Where to?"

"Amsterdam." Paris answered with a wicked smile.

"Yes because what we really need right now is drugs." Lex commented dryly.

"At least it's be a better excuse than I was bitten by a parasite in a cave."

"True."

"They finish the painting on the inside of my house tomorrow. The furniture will be there by Sunday. I'll be out of your place Sunday night."

"If you think that's best."

"I do."

---- TBC ----

Oh no they had sex, lots and lots of unprotected sex!!!! Whatever shall happen?