Clark sighed, there was nothing in this paper, or in any of the other papers, he'd looked at. Nothing at all that could provide any sort of information on who Serial Four where, and what they wanted or where they were based. All he'd been able to find were a series of numbers, and accounts, all of which he'd discovered were legal. He ran a hand through his hair, sighed again, then looked across the room at Lois. His wife was hunched over a document, her lips pursed in concentration, a highlighter in her hand.

"Have you found anything, Lo?" Clark asked.

"Some stuff." Lois replied distractedly.

Clark grinned, after their meeting with Bruce and the others, he and Lois had talked over the whole Serial Four issue in some depth, debating whether to bring it up with Perry or do it off the books. Their discussion had been for naught, for when they'd turned up for work on Monday, Perry had already decided that they would be pursuing the story together. For as he'd said. "I want my two best reporters on this, and I want as much juice as you can find."

And so, here they were, a whole day later, scanning through document after document, bank statement after bank statement and nothing. Or at least that was the case for Clark, clearly Lois had found something, and when she was ready to share she would. Taking a breath, he picked up another set of papers and began reading through them. It still amazed him after all this time, just how quickly he could read through things when he wanted to, and how much information he could store and remember. Now was no exception, he finished reading the last of the documents and gasped. Lois looked up and asked. "Found something?"

Clark nodded. "Not just something, several somethings."

Lois got up, bringing the papers with her, she plopped herself down on the chair next to his and asked. "What have you found Smallville?"

Clark grinned, and replied. "What've you found?" Lois snorted.

"An exchange eh? So, you really did pay attention to my lessons." Lois said.

"Of course." Clark said, those lessons had really helped him in the beginning, sixteen years ago.

Lois gave a dramatic sigh, and answered. "Very well then." She brought her papers forward so they could both look at them, and pointed at the highlighted parts. "There are five corporations here, all of them listed under different names, and registered in different parts of the world." She got up and brought her laptop over, typed in a command and showed him the relevant information. "Each of these corporations has one thing in common. They're all fake, the listings are fake, and the proof of identity is fake." Clark nodded, knowing without needing to ask that Lois had asked Chloe to trace through the IP addresses. Lois continued. "Furthermore, each company was founded in the same week in two thousand and four. At the same time, at twelve in the afternoon. Do you know what happened on June First, two thousand and four, Clark?"

"President Matthews became a member of the House of Representatives." Clark answered. That had been something that had been easily available, thanks to the internet, and common knowledge.

"Exactly, the day he was elected and sworn in, was the day the first of these corporations was opened." Lois said, pointing to the first of the highlighted parts.

"Delta Force." Clark read aloud. "That was a shipping company back in the Fifties; it closed down in the sixties though, due to a law suit."

"Exactly and when you do some digging, all you get is the old company registration and some news articles about its closure. By law the company would need to be listed in a public place, unless whoever set the company up was trying to hide its existence." Lois said.

Clark thought about that, then asked. "Is it the same for the other companies?"

"Have a look for yourself." Lois said, pulling the laptop closer.

Clark leaned forwards and scanned through the information before him, when he was done, he sat back against his chair and sighed. "All of the companies use names of companies that previously existed but shut down in the Sixties. It's almost as if whoever started them was obsessed with the Sixties."

"Not just the Sixties, Clark, a specific event in the Sixties. Look at the dates." Lois said.

Clark looked at the dates again, and exhaled. "That week in June, that was the week the Justice Society of America stopped Gog from appearing on Earth." He looked at his wife, his heart hammering. "How could President Matthews, or any of his team know about that? The members of the Society are dead, apart from Jay, and nobody reported on it, as they never allowed Gog to get to Earth."

"Exactly, I think there's more to this than meets the eye. I think that someone in Matthews team deliberately chose that week to open those accounts, and I think it has everything to do with Gog, and the Justice Society. You remember what Fate said, right?" Lois replied.

Clark nodded. "How could I forget?" His death had been predicted by the man from Nabu, his death and that of everyone he loved, and Gog would be the cause.

"What were you doing during that week?" Lois asked.

Clark thought back, nine years ago, he and Lois had both been promoted, Jonathan had gotten sick with something and then demonstrated his ability to run at super speed, and then there had been that incident in Egypt. "Helping Katar and Shaera deal with Black Adam."

"It was a very public display of help wasn't it?" Lois asked.

Clark grimaced. "Yes, that does tend to happen when you help a Pharaoh and his Queen."

"Then I think that's why they chose those dates. They were doing it in response to Superman helping the Pharaoh of Egypt." Lois surmised.

"Why?" Clark asked confused. "What reason would they have for doing that?"

Lois frowned. "I'm not sure yet, but I don't think it could be a coincidence. Matthews was very outspoken on his disapproval of both the Pharaoh and Black Adam, and then Superman got involved in their dispute, and to many brought the States in. The States took credit for your work, but something went missing from a dig a few days later."

Clark groaned. "The amulet." The Amulet of Magog, said to contain the ability to bring Gog directly to Earth, with his army, hidden in Egypt by the Justice Society, to ensure it never fell into the wrong hands.

"It hasn't been found yet; do you think they set up those corporations in preparation? A world take over does require money." Lois pointed out.

"I'm not sure Lo, it seems awfully convenient don't you think? The amulet goes missing at the same time all these companies are set up, and there's no trace of any of them? No legal trace anyway. I don't think Matthews would go through all of that potential hassle, for something like the amulet. Hell he might not even know anything about it. It just seems odd to me." Clark said.

Lois sighed. "I know, but I don't know what else to make of it, Egypt, the amulet, Gog, Fate, it all happened that week, all of it. And then Matthews' companies show up at the same time as Egypt? Matthews, the man who was so outspoken against Katar and Shaera, and Black Adam, who was so outspoken in favour of the registration bill? He won the support of the people through being charming and forthright, but we know there is shade in his past, Bruce provided us with evidence, and we've found more."

"I know Lo, I know." Clark said, something about the way he said that must've made Lois reconsider what she was going to say next, because instead of pressing the point like he knew she wanted to instead she asked.

"What did you find?"

Clark put the papers on the table, and pointed to the relevant bit. "This, President Matthews met with someone every day of his campaign, each meeting was no longer than a few minutes, apart from one held on the 30th May, the day before the vote. That meeting lasted an undisclosed amount of time, and at the end of it, Matthews' account, his private one, had some five million more dollars in it." Clark was never sure about the legality of looking through private accounts, but Matthews had passed the Disclosure Act in 2009, to ensure that politicians could be as open as possible, something the public had demanded after President Graham's government had been brought down by a Russian scandal. "Lois, the President met with Maxwell Lord throughout his campaign."

Lois gasped. "That psychopath? He met with that psychopath, despite the record Lord has? He didn't disclose it, Clark that's more than enough information to bring him down!" Lois said.

"Lois, there's more." Clark said, he brought forward another sheet of paper and put it on the table. "After their meeting, and after Matthews was sworn in and joined the House Home Committee, Lord made a purchase of Four million dollars from an offshore company, and brought three tonnes of nth metal to a base off the coast of DC."

"Nth Metal? Why would he buy Nth Metal?" Lois asked. "I thought the government had put a ban on it, especially after what Katar declared in Egypt?"

"The government had, or rather Graham's government had, but from what these papers say, Congress made an exception for Index Industries, because they were doing it off land, not on US soil. Lord bought the Nth metal from an offshore dealer, where I'm not sure, but he made the purchase and it was approved by Congress." Clark said, trying to keep the fear from his voice.

Lois took his hand then. "We need to bring this to the League's attention, especially Katar's and Shaera's. They need to know that someone is selling Nth Metal. They can bring it up with Matthews and make him sweat. But we need to look at Lord."

Clark nodded. "I know Lo," he paused, and thought over everything. "I think you might be right, I think these things are connected to Gog. I just wish I knew how, and why."

Lois squeezed his hand. "I know Smallville, I know. Don't worry, we'll get to the bottom of this. We always do."

Clark smiled, but before he could respond, Perry entered their office and said. "Lane, there's someone on the phone for you. Says it's urgent." Lois shared a look with him, then got up and made her way to the main office, where such calls were received. Perry nodded to him and walked away back to his office. Clark sat staring at the papers and Lois' laptop, wondering what the hell was going on. Matthews and Lord, Lord and Nth Metal, the corporations, none of it made any sense. He'd need to speak with Bruce and with Katar, make sure they knew about all of this. His phone binged, he took it out and looked at it for a moment, before answering. "Hello, Clark Kent, Daily Planet."

"Clark, it's me, it's Eddie." Came the response

"Eddie? Are you okay?" Clark asked, wondering why Eddie Thawne, a detective at Central City Police Department was phoning him on his work phone.

"Clark, I can't talk for very long, but you were right. Your suspicions were right. There is a traitor in the league, Clark, someone is leaking information to the wrong people."

Clark's heart hammered. "Who? Who is it Eddie?" After the Justice League branch in Europe's mission against Diamond Jack had finished they'd discovered that Jack had had file upon file of information on the different members across the board. Clark had only trusted Eddie to do the investigation.

"R…a….v…" Eddie replied, before the line went dead.