A/N OOC likely


Chloe sat back in disbelief at the sight she's seeing but she should really be happy. She's in a beautiful dress in the Isis foundation at the engagement she knew was all but fated. After all that these two have been put through over the years… if anyone deserves happiness it should be Clark Kent and Lana Lang. After Lana married Lex last year Clark sort of took a sabbatical on life. A day away to let him vent however, he wasn't gone a day, he was out of contact for over a year. She should be happy to just have her best friend back but she's not. She can't shake the feeling that something is wrong.

Lana divorced and broke up with Lex after finding out her 'baby' was never even real. At least one good thing came from Lex experimenting on her mother two if you count her shooting with a gas bomb. Shortly after that Lex died when a maniac finally buried him underground in an explosion. Lana left Smallville under a cloud of mystery and came back last fall. Clark himself came back right before Christmas. The two immediately picked up where they had wanted to and were engaged by New Year's. Clark had told her his secret just like in the day that never was. Her two best friends are getting married, she should be happy. So why isn't she?


Chloe looked down at her phone and saw it was a text from Oliver. Chloe opened her phone and saw the text. (I found boyscout!) She rolled her eyes and responded.

(So did I, I'm at his engagement party.) CS

(He can't be at anyone's engagement party. He's in Italy.) OQ

(I'm looking right at him. He has his tongue down Lana's throat.) CS

(Chloe I'd swear in my parent's graves that it was Clark that went into the building.) OQ

(Well, we both can't be right!) CS

(Do you want me to take a look in his room?) OQ

Chloe thought it over and this was just weird to her. Maybe he used black K and split himself in half. Or maybe this isn't Clark...somehow. He acts a lot less guilty. (Take a quiet look around don't tell him you're there.)


Oliver read the final message and closed his phone looking up at Clark's room he went into two hours ago. As far as mortal eyes could tell he hadn't left yet. Of course with how Clark moves he can be halfway to Timbuktu and literally be anywhere else in the world. Ollie was just thankful he found him on patrol as he shot an arrow with a rope attached to the floor above Clark's room. The arrow worked as a lift pulling him up to Clark's floor as he climbed in through the open window.

Oliver looked around the room but couldn't find anything that could confirm or deny the person that came in here was Clark. He went into the bedroom and quickly saw all he needed to see and very easily realized this isn't Clark. He pulled out his phone and texted. (It's not him.)

(How can you know?) CS

Oliver looked up and saw the source of how he knew. Clark sound asleep in bed with a girl on each side of him. (Well for starters it looks like he just had a three way.)

(Liar) CS

Oliver rolled his eyes and chose the much more blunt method of taking a picture and sending it to Chloe.

Chloe's eyes rose at the engagement party. (OK, definitely out of character, but not by much, see if there's a red meteor rock nearby.)

Oliver looked at the girls. Twin brown hair brown eyed beauties from what he could tell. (No rocks, also they're twins when would Clark do something like this? Me sure, but not him.)

(I don't need to know this damn it, now just get out of there) CS

Oliver smiled as he walked away from the apartment only to stop when he hears something crunch.

Unseen to him one of the twins in Clark's bed eyes shoot wide open.


Oliver walked to the door and to his surprise saw one of Clark's girlfriends cutting him off. How the hell did she do that?

The girl tilted her neck and looked at him. "Who are you?" The girl waited but there was no answer. "Answer me or I will kill you."

Oliver wasted no time and fired an arrow at the girl's arm only for her to effortlessly catch it and snap the arrow with her thumb. "Huh."

Oliver went for the window but to his surprise the girl was standing next to him. "Oh hell!"

The girl wrapped one hand around his neck and easily lifted him into the air as if he was a a mere child. "I know what you are now. You are a voyeur, a disgusting slime, your body warmed for us so you sneaked into see me at an intimate moment. Watch me with another." The girls hair changed to add dark blue streaks as did her eyes but they were almost like a crystal as a t-shirt and panties became leather and surrounded her body. "I'll make trophies of your eyes."

The leather girl went to punch him but she found her fist caught by Clark in a pair of jeans.

"It's OK Illyria, he's an old friend." Clark replied.

Illyria looked at Oliver and released him. "Gods shouldn't have friends."

Clark rolled his eyes as he put on a shirt. "OK apparently the first ninety... nine times didn't strike a cord so let's try for a hundred. I'M NOT A GOD!"

Illyria shook her head. "Maybe if you'd accept that you are you could fly like the rest of your people?"

Clark simply rubbed the temple of his head. "Anything else?"

Illyria looked at him. "We destroyed another bed."

Oliver smiled seeing Clark face palm there's no doubt now this is Clark.

The three looked as the door opened and out came the other twin came out dressed in a shirt and jeans. "Clark, Illyria, what's going on?"

Clark shook his head in disbelief. Hits just keep coming. "An old friend snuck in. Fred, you remember how I mentioned Oliver Queen."

Fred nodded. "Yeah, but I didn't think he'd walk around in little green tights. I'll never understand the rich."

Oliver looked at her. "Well that's OK; I never would have thought Clark would have it in him to sleep with a pair of twins."

Fred glared at him. "She is not my sister! She's… she was like a… really... bad... flu."

Oliver looked to Clark and just laughed at the insanity only Clark.. "You got something to say here. Because I think this is the last time I can call you boyscout." Even with the bruises on his throat this might be the best day of his life in quite some time.

Clark looked at him and just tried to think of something to defend himself with. Neither he, Angel, Spike, Wes... none of them knew Fred's soul was still in there. Ends up energy can't be destroyed not even in the fires of resurrection. "They were the same girl when we started dating. We're still trying to figure this out." Oliver couldn't help but laugh. "And on a more serious note. What are you doing here Oliver?"

"I came to find you boyscout. Also Chloe claims that you're in Smallville too want to explain that one?" Oliver asked.

Clark groaned. "The last phantom he survived that fight in the alley."

Illyria nearly let out a growl. "I'll finish what I started with his skull!"

The three watched as the apartment started to shake violently as the TV and shelves fell. Oliver looked concerned but the other three just gave a shrug of acceptance.

"What is that, an earthquake?" Oliver asked.

Fred rolled her eyes in disbelief. "It didn't take them long to find us again did they?"

Oliver watched the tiny Texan went to the closet and came back with a gun almost as big as she is and carried it with relative ease. "How the hell is she carrying that thing?"

"The Burkle retained a bit of my grace when Kal separated us." Illyria answered. "The army of the Wolf Ram and Hart is at our door."

"Army?" Oliver wondered.

Clark looked at him. "Last year we pissed off three very powerful demons, two of our friends are dead."Oliver watched Fred just look at the floor in sadness as Clark continued. "Two of them are missing but given how important they are to them we doubt they're dead and we are currently trying to find them. The three of us have been looking out for each other and doing good ever since but it usually only takes them a few weeks to find us again. Why do you think I never came home?"

Oliver smirked. "Knew it was your martyr complex." Oliver watched as something with mangy teeth ripped off a chunk of the door and Fred's gun fired a red burst of energy that pulverized his head on impact.

Illyria stood ready with a sword and axe looking out the window. "They have a giant with them. "Kal" Illyria made a motion with her hand creating a portal without the Burkle's soul tampering her vessel her old powers have started to return.

Clark leaped into the portal and started falling from four hundred feet above his room. He watched as he got closer to the giants as his eyes turned red. As he burned a hole right down the middle of the Giant cutting him in half along with a good portion of the army, inches from the floor another portal opened and Clark went through it and landed back in his room feet first."

Fred took out another three with her gun. "They're going to break through that door."

Clark shrugged. "Let them, Clark grabbed Illyria and Ollie while Fred climbed on his back. It took Ollie a moment to realize Clark used Superspeed to take them to the alley as he burned down his room with heat vision. "Oliver, get out of here."

Oliver stood there open mouthed. Clark just killed things, admittedly demons but still living things. "I'm not going anywhere boyscout. If we make it through this you have a lot of explaining to do."

"If we make it through the night." Clark agreed. "I hope you have a full quiver."

Illyria smiled clinching her weapons that much tighter seeing an entire army of demons charging at them. "I'm going to have a lot of spines after tonight."

Oliver ignored her as he readied an arrow as Clark's eyes lit up in fire.

Fred looked at the incoming swarm and the nervous Oliver, poor green man, for them this is Tuesday. "Here we go again."


Author's Notes

Angel is owned by Joss Whedon

Thanks for the reviews for the last chapter.

I have a Buffy one shot but I want to finish one of my stories before publishing it.