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I would like to thank Ditzy 1978 for being my beta.
Clark and Lex are sitting in front of roaring fire. They look at each other and smile.
"Now aren't you glad we come up here instead of staying in Smallville?" Asks Clark.
"Yes, I'm also glad my mother bought this place." Lex replies looking around. They are sitting in the main room of a small rustic cabin. Oh don't get me wrong it may be small and rustic but it has every convenience known to man. They snuggle closer to each other when suddenly the door slams open and two men walk in. Clark grabs his head. Lex realizes that one or both of the men have green kryptonite on them.
The two men smile when they see Lex and one motions outside. A third man comes in dragging a beaten and handcuffed Bruce Wayne. He is pushed towards Lex and Clark. Lex grabs the man before he hits the floor and helps him to the couch.
"What have you done to him? What do you want?" Demands Lex.
The largest man steps forward and smacks Lex. Clark groans and tries to stand. He stumbles and hits his head on the hearth. Lex rushes over, blood trickling from his mouth and picks up Clark. He places him back in the chair.
"We want five million dollars from both of you?" States the largest man. Two of the men go into the kitchen while the smallest stays and guards them. He points a huge automatic rifle at them. Lex crawls over to Bruce.
"What happened to you?" He asks.
"I was coming home from a benefit dinner when these thugs hit my car and dragged me here. What's wrong with Clark?" He asks worried. Bruce has been friends with Lex for years and since Lex was now with Clark he knew Clark.
"One if not all three of those men have green kryptonite on them. You know he's allergic to it?" Lex states loud enough for the three men to hear. The first two come back from the kitchen and the largest laughs.
"We know that. Why do you think we each have a necklace and ring with it in them. He is our insurance policy. We've been watching you three for the last couple of months, that was the only thing we could figure to be both of your weaknesses." The three men laugh.
Lex snarls. "How are we going to do this? Do we even get to know your names?"
The smallest man answers first. "My name is Paul. His name is Patrick," he points to the largest guy, "and his name is Ralph."
"You two are going to call your banks Monday, (it's Saturday night) and tell them to deposit five million dollars into a Swiss bank account. Which I will give you right before you call. Any more questions?" Asks Patrick.
"Yes, where are we all going to sleep? There is only one bedroom in this cabin." Asks Lex.
"Us three will be taking shifts using the bedroom." States Ralph pointing to his friends, "You three will sleep right here. Now go on to bed Paul, one of us will get you up in a few hours."
Paul nods and makes his way into the bedroom and closes the door. Lex crawls back to Clark and pulls him out of the chair and sits down in the chair with Clark in his lap. He dozes off. Bruce stretches out on the couch and falls to sleep. The only sounds in the room are the crackle of the fire and Bruce's light snores.
Clark wakes up the next morning to hear shouting. He opens his eyes just in time to see Paul slash at Lex with a knife. Blood starts pouring from a wound on Lex's stomach. Clark gasps and falls to the floor. He crawls to where Lex has fallen and takes off his shirt. He puts pressure on the wound and he and Bruce glare at Paul. Patrick and Ralph storm into the room.
"What happened?" Bellows Ralph.
"I told him to fix me something to eat and he said he wasn't leaving his boyfriend alone with him sick. I told him he would do what I said or I'd have some fun with his pretty boyfriend. He lunged at me and I slashed at him with my knife." Paul replies. Patrick backhands him.
"You knew he wouldn't leave his boyfriend. Why did you do something so stupid?" He bellows.
Clark realizes that even though the blood has quit flowing Lex has lost a lot of blood. His face pales. He looks at Ralph.
"I'm going to be sick. I need to go to the bathroom." He says. Ralph nods and helps him up. He escorts Clark to the bathroom and shuts the door. Clark squats down and pull his parents crystals from the cabinet under the sink. He projects mini images of his parents.
"Kal-El, what's wrong?" Asks his mother.
He explains what has happened. His parents gasp. His father speaks.
"You'll have to make him a hybrid."
"What? How?" Asks Clark.
"You'll have to give him some of your blood. You know a blood transfusion. It's the only way." his mother replies.
"It will give him the same powers and weaknesses as you, just to a lesser extent. It shouldn't change his appearance." His father replies.
"I better go. I love you both." Clark turns off the holograms and flushes the toilet. He stumbles to the door and Ralph catches him. He's lead back into the living room and placed beside Lex.
"I need to go to the bedroom. He's lost a lot of blood. I'm his blood type. There are some medical supplies in there maybe there will be a way for me to give him my blood. If he dies you won't get the money."
Ralph nods and leads Clark into the bedroom. He sits on the bed while Clark pulls a small chest out of the closet. He taps a board on the wall of the closet and it opens. He pushes the button that is revealed. Only he and Lex knew that a silent alarm had been set for just this type of emergency. The board slide back over and Clark pulls out a T-shirt. He shrugs the shirt on and kneels in front of the chest and opens it. He starts pulling out items that will be useful. Bandages, alcohol, ointment, and tape. At the bottom of the chest he finds an empty blood bag with line and needle attached. He pulls the line from the bag and searches for another needle. He finds one and attaches it crudely to the end pulled from the bag. He grabs a shirt for Lex.
They go back into the living room and Clark first takes care of the wound then inserts the needles into his and Lex's arms. He sits on the couch and watches as the blood flows into Lex's body. He can feel his own blood replenish itself as it leaves. They watch as color starts to bloom in Lex's waxen cheeks. He opens his eyes to see the blood flowing from into his body from Clark's. He looks at Clark and his eyes are asking questions and Clark's promise answers. He sighs and they pull the needles out at the same time. He stumbles and Clark tries to catch him. They stumble to the ground and Clark holds onto him. Lex caresses Clark's cheek. Clark helps him put on the buttoned shirt he grabbed for him.
"I thought I was going to lose you. I remembered we had the medical chest in the closet and found everything we would need. I talked to the bio units and they told me I had the same blood type as you before the trip. I'm glad they weren't silent about that or I would have been more alarmed." Clark states emphasizing the words silent and alarmed.
Lex nods his head as does Bruce. Clark turns to Bruce and starts to care for his wounds. The three kidnappers have gone into the kitchen but have left the door open to listen in. Clark realizes that as long as the kidnappers aren't in the same room he doesn't feel as sick or dizzy. His head starts to pound when just one is in the room. He helps Lex to the other couch and makes him lay down. He also makes Bruce lay down.
Patrick walks into the room and drags Clark into the kitchen. The pain intensifies in his head and he starts to feel weak.
"Make some food." Hisses Ralph. Clark starts pulling things blindly from the refrigerator and places them on the counter. He makes a salad and grills some steaks. He places three plates on the table and takes three plates into the living room. He hands the others their food and they eat in silence.
Clark grabs the plates and walks back into the kitchen and does the dishes. He walks back into the living room and sits with Lex. They sit on the couch with Bruce.
"What will happen since you gave me your blood? Won't I get sick like the ones that were given that serum made from your blood?" Asks Lex.
"Well, you'll have some of my abilities to a lesser degree and the same reaction to green kryptonite. Since you received my blood straight from me and not mixed with other chemicals it's fine. Jor-El and Lara told me it would be okay." Replies Clark.
"Why did you give him your blood?" inquires Bruce.
"He had already lost too much blood. I knew that yours was different and I didn't think the kidnappers would agree so I had to give him mine. I couldn't and wouldn't let him die." Clark finishes with a whisper. He clutches the smaller man to him more tightly. Lex chuckles and snuggles into the arms content. The three men walk back in from the kitchen and sit on the couch opposite the hostages. Clark rubs Lex's head and talks to Bruce about business. Lex is lulled to sleep by Clark's soothing touch.
"I need to go to the bathroom." Bruce says aloud. Ralph grunts and pulls Bruce to his feet and pushes him towards the bathroom. They are only gone a few minutes when Paul speaks.
"What do you see in Lex Luthor? If he's anything like his father than he's good for nothing."
Clark snarls, "Lex is an honorable man. He is nothing like that scum that was his father. He has turned Luthor Corp. around and made it respectable. Why do you think him and Bruce partnered on a couple of things." He says in a deadly voice.
Patrick just keeps looking at Lex. Clark doesn't like the look and clutches Lex closer to him. Lex moans and snuggles closer but doesn't wake up. Paul and Patrick laugh. Bruce and Ralph come back into the room and take off Bruce's handcuffs. He makes his way to the couch and sits beside Clark.
"I'm hungry. Make Kent make dinner." Whines Paul.
Patrick and Ralph look at him and nod. They make to grab Clark and he hands Lex to Bruce. Lex wakes up and looks up in time to see the two grab a hold of Clark and start dragging him out of the room. He starts to get up when Bruce leans down.
"They are only taking him to the kitchen. The small one is hungry so Clark is cooking. We need to figure a way out of here." Whispers Bruce.
"What are you whispering to him?" Shouts Paul.
"I was just telling him where Clark was going." He replies. Patrick comes back into the room and looks from Bruce to Paul. He walks over and talks to Paul. He nods and walks back into the kitchen. Clark returns to the living room thirty minutes later with three plates of food. He hands one to Bruce, one to Lex and keeps the other. When Paul sees Clark he rushes into the kitchen to eat. Lex looks at the plate to see that Clark has made his favorites of Chicken Parmesan with rigatoni, green beans, and dinner rolls. He walks back into the kitchen and returns with three bottles of water. He hands them out and sits to eat.
When the others come back into the room they each grab a different hostage. Paul takes Clark and handcuffs him to the rail on the stairs. Ralph handcuffs Lex to the banister away from Clark. The two can't even see each other. Patrick handcuffs Bruce to the chair that he was sitting in and sits back down in it.
Paul goes to bed and leaves the other two to watch the prisoners. They switch a few hours later. As dawn starts to approach Ralph walks down the stairs and uncuffs Clark. He pulls him up, waking him up, and drags him into the kitchen. Clark makes pancakes and cuts up fresh fruit.
Just as he is placing the last plate on the table the front door burst open and a team of F.B.I. and S.W.A.T. swarm into the room. Paul and Patrick each drop their weapons but Ralph grabs Clark and places a Colt .45 against his temple. Clark is dragged to the living room.
"If you shoot me I will kill him." Ralph shouts. The officers keep their weapons trained on him and he watches as Patrick and Paul are dragged off. Unknown to Ralph is that an officer is making his way to the kitchen door. The officer sneaks in and sets his sight on Ralph. He pulls the trigger. There is a huge bang and Ralph is pushed forward. His finger instinctively pulls the trigger.
Clark hears the click and whoosh of the bullet leaving the gun and pitches forward. The bullet just barely misses him and lodges into the wall. Ralph falls to the floor with a bullet that passed through his heart. Two officers rush upstairs while another rushes towards Clark. Clark is led to a couch and seated. A few minutes later Lex rushes down the stairs and over to Clark. He pulls the larger man into a hug and starts to sob.
"I thought you had been killed. I'm so glad you're alright." Clark holds the smaller man to him and comforts him. Bruce walks down and claps Clark on the shoulder. A few minutes later Martha and Jonathan rush into the cabin. Martha seeing that the three are okay rushes to Lex and Clark and flings her arms around them. She is hysterical. The two men have to sit back on the couch with her in between them.
"I was so worried. What would I have done if either of my two boys had been hurt?" She just starts to cry harder. They hug her close and Jonathan places a hand on each of their shoulders and gives a gentle squeeze. Bruce, Lex, and Clark shared a look, when Martha was talking, over her head. Jonathan didn't miss the look. Lex looks up at Jonathan and the older man's eyes ask questions and Lex's promise answers later.
They are interviewed and Bruce leaves. He is going to helicopter home. Clark and Martha go to pack while Lex answers Jonathan's questions.
"Did anyone get hurt?"
"I did. Clark had to give me some of his blood."
Jonathan gasps. "What will that do to you?"
"It will make Lex a hybrid. He won't change his appearance but he will gain my powers, just to a lesser extent. We'll have to talk to Jor-El and Lara to find out exactly." Clark replies before Lex, as he and his mother walk down the stairs.
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That evening after Clark and Lex make love they lay in bed cuddling and talking.
"I'm glad you weren't hurt." Whispers Lex. "It brought back memories of when you were kidnapped."
Clark pulls the smaller man closer and kisses his forehead. "I was upset you were going to die from that cut. It was deep and you lost a lot of blood. Tomorrow when we decide to leave the bed we'll see what powers you got." Lex snuggles closer to Clark and the two fall asleep.