Kal-El heard the sound of his phone ringing and sat up. For a brief moment, he had to ascertain just where his cellphone was. He then realized it was still in the front part of the Fortress.
He looked over at Lois, who had stolen the blanket during the night! Thus, he had no blanket to remove from his body, in order to rise from the bed. For a moment, he wondered if Lois took it all because she was indeed cold? But he then decided that Lois was one of those humans that was just very possessive of blankets at night.
Kal-El got up and walked out to where he had left his clothing. His pants were next to part of the Green Arrow costume that he had purloined from Oliver Queen's penthouse in Star City. He pulled the phone out of his pants and frowned at the number. It was LuthorCorp.
"Yes, Miss Lance?" he deduced without hearing her voice first.
"Kal-El," Dinah said in a casual tone, while looking at Oliver, who was sitting on the end of her desk, "how are you?"
"How am I? Miss Lance, it is 4:47 in the morning..."
"I know. I just wanted to get an early start because of that special appointment we have today."
Kal-El raised a brow.
"A special appointment? With whom?"
"Well Oliver Queen, of Queen Industries has approached LuthorCorp about a merger."
Kal-El tossed the Green Arrow costume out of the way so he could sit down.
"And you know this before myself, how?"
Dinah frowned and then hit the speaker on the phone so that Oliver could listen in.
"I'm sorry, Kal-El, I didn't hear you?"
"Because I was unclear or because you can't think of an answer to my question? Tess Mercer is the head of Mergers and Acquisitions at LuthorCorp. I should be hearing this from her." Kal-El said drolly, then reached for the Black Canary mask. Lois would look much better in this than Dinah. Not that Dinah was unattractive. But her main skill consisted of being able to screech so loudly, that one's eardrum might burst! He didn't find that very appealing.
Oliver shook his head. It was time to cut the BS.
"Kal-El, this is Oliver Queen. I know you know about Dinah and myself, since we are both missing our disguises."
"From what I saw of both of your residences, you keep additional 'disguises'. I am sure you won't miss one..."
"You listen to me, you sonofabitch! Where is Lois Lane? Because if you think by keeping her you're going to save yourself from being ejected from this planet, think again!"
"Kal-El," Dinah said in a more conciliatory tone, "we know about that mark on Lois's thigh and what it means. I'm sure something could be worked out so that you could stay on this planet and see your child, if that is your concern."
"Why don't you check in on my father, and see how poor Alfred Pennyworth is faring? Probably better than he has working for that insane employer of his. And Miss Lance, if you ever call me this early again with such a preposterous tale, I will fire you on the spot, are we clear?"
Dinah hung up on him! She shook her head and stood up.
"Now what?"
"We're going to have to let Bruce handle this. Only him and General Lane can agree to their terms." Oliver said, taking a device off of the office phone. He stared at it, then cursed!
"Nothing?" Dinah asked in disbelief. Oliver had put a tracker on the phone, hoping they could find Kal-El's location.
"Not a damned thing!" Oliver snapped. "His phone must be some kind of special Kryptonian piece of crap that doesn't allow tracing, because there is not a phone made on this planet that this thing can't trace!"
Dinah folded her arms and sighed.
"We already know he knows about Bruce. What was the point of taking our disguises?" she asked.
Oliver gave her a look that Dinah couldn't quite read.
"What?" she asked.
"I think he took them for some kind of messed up, kinky purpose with Lois. I feel bad for Bruce. I mean he tries to hide it, but he blames himself for Lois getting taken." Oliver said.
"I know and personally, I don't see it. He said she was the one that let them out."
"Accidentally." Oliver corrected her.
"Oh please! Lois Lane is always in someone else's business and it gets her in some kind of trouble, time and time again. I have watched Kal-El pull her out of so many scrapes, it's not even funny!"
Oliver looked her over.
"What the hell, Dinah? You're acting as if Kal-El is the victim here."
Dinah shook her head.
"This is not about Kal-El. It's about Bruce. I like him, okay? More than I probably should. But he sees me as a 'friend with benefits' sort of woman. I know he will never give more of himself to a woman at the expense of his other life in Gotham. Damnit, Oliver, I watched him deal with the heartbreak of losing Rachel Dawes to Harvey Dent. Then I had to help him out of that mess with that trampy cat burglar...whatever the hell her name was. I'm getting the same vibe about Lois Lane."
"Okay but Bruce was only pretending to like her to find out more about the father/son Kryptonian team here. He's not going to get hurt if he doesn't actually feel anything for Lois. And I think he cares like he would care for anyone in her situation, that's all. I have to get back to Star City. Let's just take our cues from Bruce on this, okay?" Oliver advised her. Dinah nodded and watched him leave. She didn't dare say that she thought Oliver was very wrong about Bruce not having any feelings for Lois.
Kal-El tossed his phone near his pants and sauntered back into the room he now shared with Lois. The idea of possessing her again caused his meaty flesh to bounce and sway with each step. His erection grew to almost monstrous proportions as images from the previous night, flitted through his head. Leaving the bath last night with Lois mounted on his steaming piston of flesh...his flying to the bedroom with her as she kicked her splayed legs out while they helplessly dangled around his waist, her writhing movements that were meant to escape him but turned into a passion that felt like a slow, liquid fire.
When Kal-El finally returned to bed, Lois had tossed aside the covers somewhat. He lowered his head so he could kiss her softly.
Lois was awakened by a soft, gentle pressure on her lips. She opened her eyes to find Kal-El kissing her! She had her own memories of the other night racing through her brain, as she tried to resist his lips. And those images were telling her they had to slow way down! She had not expected that things would happen between them this soon. And she felt herself burn with shame(or maybe it was just the way Kal-El was touching her now) as she recalled springing up and down on Kal-El's throbbing girth while cupping her own breasts. She had not meant to get so involved in their lovemaking.
"Kal-El, we can't!" Lois insisted, pushing him away and getting up out of bed. Kal-El propped up on one pillow, watching her with hungry eyes as she stood up and shook out her long hair. It was the only thing covering her. Parts of her, that is.
"We already did," Kal-El said in a matter-of-fact tone, "and if the mark has not left your body, then we need to continue. As many times and as much as possible."
"I don't suppose there is a robe I could put on around here?"
"Why?"
"Because I can't walk around here without clothing and I need other clothes besides what I was wearing when you... you know...kidnapped me?"
Kal-El got up and walked over to her. Lois backed back a bit, feeling more intimidated by his large form now that they had been intimate. He reached out and cupped her face within his hands. His nearness made her pulse beat warmly.
"I will bring you new clothes. I will also fix you breakfast. But right now, I want you to return to our bed."
Before Lois could think to respond, Kal-El's lips claimed hers once again. His kisses grew more torrid and Lois knew she had to somehow not get lost in his lovemaking. She knew that what they were doing was necessary in order for the mark, and her fatigue, to disappear. But she didn't want to look forward to Kal-El touching her.
Lois did not want to crave it.
She ended the kiss and gently pushed him away.
"I know where the shower is. I'm just going to get ready and you can fix me breakfast, okay?" Lois chirped. She then turned and walked out of the room. Kal-El stared after her. Hard. He then walked after her, as he began to suspect that Lois's head was filled with Bruce Wayne!
Lois turned on the water in the ice formation shower, and again, was surprised to find hot water come out. She just closed a door made out of some sort of odd glass, when it suddenly opened and Kal-El entered and closed the door again!
"Kal-El! I can't think with you in here with me!"
"You're taking a shower. You're not supposed to be 'thinking'." Kal-El said and reached out to cup her face within his two hands again.
"What?" Lois asked weakly.
"Tell me your head is not filled with Bruce Wayne. I will know if you are lying."
"No. I'm not thinking about him." Lois said, thinking that she wished she had been! Then maybe this whole thing wouldn't be so complicated. She turned away from him to let the water spray out of the nozzle and on to her form. That was when Kal-El moved his hands so that they cupped and pushed her breasts upwards, before burying his lips into her neck!
NO, Lois's mind screamed as she felt her will to resist him slip away, just as his generous girth pumped into her deeply and began a leisurely, yet lustful rhythm. He believed Lois's head had not been filled with Bruce Wayne. Not with the way she was giving herself to him in this moment.
And as for Lois, the steaming hot water and exciting sense of being made love to in such a powerful way, made her lose her awareness of everything and anything but Kal-El.
At eight in the morning at the Daily Planet, Chloe touched her pearl earrings that Kal-El had given her, while sitting in Perry White's office. She was actually in there alone with Bruce Wayne, who was looking at the pictures of the Fortress. Bruce instinctively knew, that this is where Kal-El had taken Lois. But WHERE was this place exactly?
He had printed them in color off of Perry's computer and stared at them for a moment, before focusing on Chloe. Bruce knew he would have to tread very carefully here.
"You did this interview with Kal-El yesterday?" Bruce asked in a casual tone.
"Yes. And as you can see..." Chloe began but Bruce interrupted.
"About what time?" he asked. Chloe gave him a funny look.
"Last night. Maybe about seven. What does that have to do with anything?" she asked.
Bruce stood up from behind the desk with the pictures in his hand.
"I need to know where this is."
"It's in the article I sent to you, Mr. Wayne."
"Call me, Bruce and no it is not. You just say that it is Kal-El's home away from home. How does one get to this secret place?"
"I can't tell you that 'Bruce'. It wouldn't me much of a secret getaway for Kal-El if I blabbed the location."
"It also could be construed as some made up place that does not exist, if the location is not known. At least the general area. This certainly is not in Smallville. Is it on a different continent or what?" Bruce asked, impatience seeping into his tone.
Chloe slowly stood up.
"I don't know what's really going on here, but this is not about my story! What is it you really want to know?"
Bruce decided that there was no getting around telling Chloe some of the truth.
"My company has in it's possession, weapons that make the Kryptonians not so powerful. Your uncle, General Sam Lane, is heading up the plans to deport the Kryptonians from this planet. I turned the weapons over to him once they were tested on Jor-El and Kal-El last night."
Chloe gaped at Bruce in disbelief!
"What?! Why would you do such a thing? The Kryptonians are trying to integrate here!"
"I don't believe that and there is proof that they aren't. To make a long story short, Jor-El and Kal-El are no longer prisoners. Lois unwittingly set them free. Kal-El took Lois hostage and Jor-El took my butler and longtime friend, Alfred. Alfred, I believe, is in good hands. Lois is not. I think Kal-El has her at this place you call 'The Fortress'. I want you to tell me where it is and I am not asking you, Miss Sullivan. Tell me!" Bruce demanded.
"Who the HELL do you think you're speaking to like that?!" Chloe snapped. "I come in here with a great story for this paper and you feed me some BS about Kal-El kidnapping Lois! Why would he do that? Not to mention that stupid crap about Jor-El..."
Bruce walked right up to her!
"Kal-El is planning on keeping Lois for two reasons. One, he wants us to turn those weapons over to the Kryptonians to destroy. Secondly, Kal-El touched Lois in an inappropriate manner that marked her. The only way for the 'mark' to disappear, is if Kal-El has sex with her..."
"Oh my God! You are out of your mind! My God! I know Lois was skeptical about how serious you were about her, and now I think you're just nuts!"
"You may think I'm 'nuts', but the fact is that when Lois does not come in today, you will not be able to find her anywhere. I have her phone and purse, that got left behind when Kal-El kidnapped her. Now tell me where this Fortress is, or you are fired. Do you understand?"
Before Chloe could answer, the door to the office opened and Kal-El walked in, wearing a suit and tie that from the looks of it, probably cost as much as the one Bruce was wearing. Chloe ran into his arms and Kal-El reluctantly closed his arms around her.
"Kal-El! Thank God you're here! That man over there is saying terrible things about you! He's saying you kidnapped Lois and that if I don't tell him where your secret place is, I'm fired!" Chloe wailed. Kal-El cupped her face within his hands.
"I need to speak to Mr. Wayne, alone."
Chloe removed his hands from her face.
"No! I'm not leaving you up here with this liar!"
"This 'liar' is putting you on suspension, Miss Sullivan. Now please do as your boyfriend asks and leave this office." Bruce said blithely. Chloe turned to glare at him, before looking at Kal-El again.
"What are you going to do to him?" she asked softly.
"Just return to your desk downstairs. We will talk later." Kal-El said, feeling uneasy. He had not expected having to tell Chloe that it was over between them, to be so difficult. Bruce eyed Chloe until she actually left the room, before starting in on Kal-El.
"So when you talk to Chloe later, do you plan to tell her that you intend to impregnate Lois? Do you think she will understand that?" Bruce asked sarcastically. He was leaning against the front of Perry's desk.
"Chloe is none of your business. And neither is Lois any longer. You used her to get to me." Kal-El told him.
"But we're at an impasse, Kal-El. Your father and yourself have abducted two Earthlings in exchange for weaponry that would keep you from ruling our planet. I have a counter proposal."
"Which would be what?" Kal-El asked sarcastically.
"Davis Bloom. If the crystal is returned to you, will you leave this planet quietly?" Bruce asked, his eyes probing Kal-El's.
Meanwhile, Davis Bloom walked in and found his wife, Cat, seated at a desk a few yards away from Chloe's. Cat did a double take as she looked up from her computer!
"Hey, you! What are you doing here?" Cat asked, standing up.
"I need to speak to you. In private." Davis said and Cat could tell from the serious look on her husband's face, that something was wrong. Why wasn't he in Gotham working at Wayne Enterprises?
They walked out of the newsroom and past Chloe who practically stomped back to her desk! She took deep breaths to calm herself, before staring over at Lois's empty chair. She pulled out her phone and called Lois, but she kept getting voicemails. Finally, she stopped trying and called her Aunt Ella.
"Hey, it's Chloe! Can you go into Lois's room and wake her up? She's late for work here."
"Well she didn't come home last night. I just assumed she was with Bruce. He'll make sure she gets there alright. Or does she have classes first? Maybe that's why she isn't there?" Ella asked.
"You think Lois was with Bruce last night?"
"Well she wasn't here last night. Her bed has not been slept in from what I can see. Besides, Alfred has assured me that Lois is fine."
"Alfred?" Chloe asked.
"Bruce's servant. He will be cooking for us on Thanksgiving. I'm glad you called, dear, because we need to make sure that we take some food over to your mother, when we visit this year." Ella reminded her.
"Uh, yeah. Of course. Listen, there's a big story breaking and I have to go. I'll catch up with Lois when she arrives. Thanks, Aunt Ella." Chloe said, hanging up. What. The. Hell?
Bruce had said that Jor-El had kidnapped his butler and Aunt Ella now said that this servant of Bruce's was 'working' at the El mansion. Why? For what possible reason?
Chloe did not even want to think about the possibility of anything Bruce Wayne alleged just now in his office, as being true. Because if she gave it any credibility, she would also have re-evaluate her relationship with Kal-El as well.
Meanwhile, Cat took Davis to the supply room.
"Honey? What is it?" Cat asked innocently. Davis handed her a bottle of prenatal vitamins.
"Why are you taking these?" Davis asked solemnly. Cat's smile wavered a bit.
"I know we talked about this but it just sort of happened. Oh, Davis, don't be mad! I know we said we would wait..."
Davis shook his head.
"Honey, this is not a good idea."
"What do you mean?"
"I mean the idea of your being pregnant. I think that we should..."
"We should what?! Don't you dare say ANYTHING to me about ending this pregnancy! What is the matter with you? I am moving up here and you are doing extremely well at Wayne Enterprises! How could you even think such a thing?" Cat wailed.
"Cat, listen to me! I am sick! And I could pass it down to our child!"
"Sick with what? You've never said anything about being 'sick' before!"
Davis cupped Cat's head within his hands.
"Never mind. Forget I said anything, okay? I'm just tired, that's all. I'll let you get back to work."
But Cat did not believe him. At all. But she also sensed her husband wasn't going to say anything more about what was really bothering him. She backed out of his grip and turned to leave the supply room. She was decidedly less happier than she had been when the day started.
Meanwhile, Davis could barely control how upset he really was! Until he could cure the beast that was inside of him, Cat and him could NOT have any children-period! Just the idea of his wife giving birth to a child that went through what he had gone through upset him.
It upset him too much.
Davis fell to the ground crying out in pain and horror! The employees of the Daily Planet were getting ready to find out what Jor-El meant about Davis Bloom a.k.a. Lor-Zod not being 'quite right'.
