Takes place the summer after Clark and Chloe and the gang graduate high school. Lucas lives with Lex now and Lionel isn't a crazy bastard who wants to kill his kids or Clark or Chloe.

Lucas wasn't happy not in the least. He was sick and cold and hot and FUCK he felt like a girl. Plus there was the crying jag he went on last night for no apparent reason, he'd played pool with Lex and lost which wasn't pleasant but it was far from earth shattering.

Lex had pulled off an unbelievable shot and sunk his last ball, Lucas still had 2 balls on the table. "Well little brother looks like you lose." Lex said with a satisfied smile, it wasn't anything new, someone won then they gloated then they played another game.

"FUCK YOU LEX!" Lucas yelled as he threw his cue, spear style at Lex's head.

"Lucas what the hell is your problem?" Lex asked as the cue bounced off the wall behind him and crashed to the floor.

"You're just so good at everything aren't you. Lex the trust fund king taking pity on his poor, orphaned, bastard half brother. Mr. ooh look at me I'm great at everything and I can't help but let everyone notice it." He made a move to grab a ball off the table to hit the ass with but Lex was too quick and stretched across and grabbed his hand before he could grab it.

"I'm not dad Lucas I will throw that back at you." Lex warned.

"Go to hell." Lucas extracted his hand from his brother's grasp and stomped out of the room and started crying as soon as he hit the foyer then holed up in his room and basically hid under the covers for the remainder of the evening.

Now he was crouched in front of his toilet puking up the bagel he had just eaten for breakfast, and shivering even though he was wearing sweats. "What the fuck?" He groaned as he leaned back over the toilet and wretched again until it turned into dry heaves. He cleaned up and went downstairs in search of something to read.

"Good morning, or should I saw afternoon Lucas." Lex said from behind his desk when Lucas walked into his office.

"Hey." Lucas said as he walked upstairs to the library.

"Feeling better today?"

"I guess. I think the cook is trying to kill me though."

"Why would you say that?"

"Because I've puked every time I've eaten something she made me for the past week." Lucas said as he glanced at the book spines, trying to find something intriguing.

"My food's been fine."

"Well laddy-fucking-dah for you. If you remember correctly she hates me."

"You're the one who told her the chicken vesuvio tastes like 'ass' as you so crudely put it. Not that I want to contemplate how exactly you know what ass tastes like."

Lucas smirked at the last comment, oh Lex knew how Lcuas knew they had quite a long talk, albeit drunken one evening, Lex knew Lucas was bi. "Yeah well I didn't like it. It's no reason for her to try and kill me."

"Lucas she isn't trying to kill you. Are you sure you don't just have the flu or something?"

He just shrugged his shoulders. "Maybe."

"Do you want me to make you a doctor's appointment?"

"No, I am perfectly capable of calling the doctor myself."

Lex raised an eyebrow. "Really, what's her name?"

"Dr. Adams." Lucas tried to lie.

"First of all our doctor is a man and secondly his name is Dr. Vernon."

Lucas sighed. "Fine call him if you want. Just nothing before 1:00, I like to sleep in." With that he took his book and left the library.

Three hours later Lex walked into Lucas' room to tell him that he did indeed have an appointment at 1:30 Monday afternoon. Lucas was curled up in a heavy blanket next to the fireplace in his bedroom, which Lex guessed was nearing 90 degrees, asleep with the book resting on his chest. Lex picked the book up and noticed he hadn't made it past page 5, which was odd because Lucas would stay up until all hours of the night reading and it was only after 2:00 in the afternoon and Lucas had gone to sleep relatively early the night before. Then when he looked down at Lucas he noticed that not only was he asleep but he was shivering and his forehead was covered in sweat, his entire head was soaking wet. "Lucas." Lex said as he shook his shoulder. "Lucas wake up." Lex shook harder, nothing. Lex was starting to panic, he couldn't lose another brother. He took his cell phone out of his pocket and hit speed dial.

Toby came walking into Lucas' room less than an hour after Lex called him. "What's wrong with the kid?" Toby asked in his usual offhanded manner.

Lex just looked at him. "You're the doctor, shouldn't you know?"

"Aright help me get him onto the bed." They lifted Lucas and put him on the bed without him so much as moving a muscle. "He on drugs?"

"No, he's not into drugs, just gambling and pissing me off."

"That's what little brothers are for man. Has he been sick for awhile?" Toby asked as he started to examine Lucas, using his penlight to check his pupils, looking into his ears and nose, checking his neck for swollen lymph nodes.

"He said something about throwing up every time he ate this week. He was a little pale this morning, and as you can tell he's cold. Last night he tried to spear me with a pool cue after losing a game."

"Moodiness, that's odd? If he were a chick I'd say he was pregnant." Toby moved downward, checking his heartbeat, poking at his stomach for any tenderness.

Lucas started to stir. "What's going on?" He asked groggily noticing his brother watching as some hippy poked at his stomach.

"I came up here and you were passed out in the chair by the fireplace."

"Oh." Lucas just shrugged and closed his eyes.

"Hmmmm." Toby let out a thoughtful noise as he noticed a lump in Lucas' abdomen.

"What?" Lex asked, trying to keep the worry out of his voice.

"There's a lump in his stomach right here. Feel." He grabbed Lex's hand and replaced it where his was. The thought of cancer floated through both their minds. Toby lowered his stethoscope to the area, which proved to be more interesting. "This is wild man."

"Fuck, what now?" Lucas groaned, he was really sick of being poked at by this point.

"I have to go out to the car and get something." Toby got up and left the room.

"What the hell was that?" Lucas snapped as he glared at Lex.

"That's Toby. And despite the 60's memorabilia he really is a good doctor."

"Then why doesn't he work in a hospital?" Lucas questioned.

"Because being a discreet physician pays better." Lex answered.

Toby came in with a small machine and a tube of something or other. "This is going to tell us what's going on in your gut man." He said as he sat back down on the bed next to Lucas. He squirted some of the stuff from the tube onto Lucas' stomach then placed the probe on top of it. Toby's eyes got wide as he looked at the screen and the sound of a heartbeat came out of the speaker.

"Toby what is that?" Lex asked, peering over his shoulder.

"Lucas man I don't know how to tell you this…but you're pregnant."

"Oh okay." Lucas' eyes rolled back in his head as he passed out

Lex and Toby exchanged a look then went about waking Lucas back up. A few minutes later Lucas was awake. He chuckled to himself.

"What's so funny?" Lex asked.

"I could have sworn Toby just told me I'm pregnant."

"That's cause you are man." Toby said stone cold serious.

"No, that's not possible. I'm a guy." Lucas argued.

"Well I don't know how but it happened."

"Welcome to Smallville." Lex muttered.

Lucas just shook his head in anger. "Fuck!" Chloe had told him about the weird shit that happened in Smallville but he never thought he'd get caught up in it.

"Do you know who the father, er mother, or whatever is?" Toby asked.

Lucas ran a hand through his hair. "Yeah there's only one person it could be. I need to take a shower."

With that he went to take his shower and Lex and Toby left to discuss the situation at hand.

Lucas looked at himself in the mirror after he took his shower. "Well this ought to prove to be interesting. "You my friend have a lot of explaining to do. You'd better hope you know who doesn't have you locked up, and Lex doesn't kick both your asses for being so careless."

Preview for next time:

"You're what?"

"Pregnant, are you fucking deaf!" Lucas yelled. "I don't know how to explain it any better. We slept together and now I'm knocked up!" Lucas sniffled a little bit just shrugged it off.

"Fuck."

"My sentiments exactly. So what do you want me to do about it?"

Aright folks I wasn't finding an abundance of Lucas fics and this is my first attempt at a Lucas fic or a slash fic at that. Please read and review, tell me to keep going or not. Thanks!