D: I don't own Smallville. D'accord? (Sorry, that's okay in French. Still like it better than Spanish. :) )
I figured, since I put in so many references, I might want to explain them.
Don Allen does have a sister named Dawn. In the comics, they were the Tornado Twins. They're not evil. They inherited super-speed from their father, Barry Allen. Both are deceased. The comics Don Allen is a good guy.
Yes, I did bring back Detective Don Flack from CSI: New York. Instead of inserting some other detective from a different TV show (I could choose from so many, where do I begin?), I decided to bring back Flack.
Dick and Logan are yes, from Veronica Mars. I couldn't resist. Wouldn't it kind of make sense that AC would meet them at the beach?
The next couple of references go together. Mrs. Landingham is from the West Wing. She offered a cookie to Sam and not Toby during one episode and she was a very likable character.
The second is Norman Seaborn. Okay, so no one really knows the name of Sam Seaborn's dad, but I figured the guy is probably a narcissist, so he probably tried to name his son after himself and couldn't do that, so he got the middle name instead. That and there's this story that used the name Norman, and I liked the story. Sam's a good guy. His dad had a 28 year affair that, in lack of better terms, broke his son until a situation and Donna Moss forced him back on track. So, it's Sam's dad and he's evil like Bart's dad. That and Sam and Bart are the younger brothers of their respected groups.
The judge, yeah, I was going to throw in a reference to this former classmate, but I figured I would have more chance of getting beat up by him than by Kyle Gallner. So I used Kyle Gallner, and I'm going to keep using him until he goes back to Smallville (and CSI NY, at least for me, I like Reed.). So, if you want to forward this link and the link to Housebroken Heroes so we can show him there are fans that like Bart, please do. Maybe he'll go back after reading these. :D (And hopefully, I won't get beat up by him. Who knows any more?)
Oh and there's this small reference to Law and Order: SVU. In the episode, 'Impulsive', Det. Elliot Stabler took down the ephebophile with a fruit box/crate type thing. An ephebophile is someone whose main preference is people in their late teens (although a lot of people just call them pedophiles and throw them in together). The man attacked the main perpetrator, played by Kyle Gallner. I thought it would be fitting if Bart's attacker was taken out in the same way.
Maybe that was too many references. Oh well, as to borrow from sarahofearth, ^.^.
JL BA AC JJ CK DL OQ VS CS JL
Norman Seaborn and Don Allen were sitting in a private room. They were going over the best defense for Don at the trial. The police had decided to go by attempted kidnapping, since it was planned. After going through his stuff and finding the knife he used to kill her, unwashed and used as a souvenir, they added the murder charge with it.
Norman's phone started ringing just as the hour was over. "Yes," he answered. He listened for a few minutes before turning back to Don. "There is someone that would like to meet with you."
They waited a few minutes before the person they were waiting for to come in. "It's a pleasure, Mr. Allen. I believe we have someone in common we both want," Lex Luthor said.
--
The punching bag didn't stop swinging as Oliver took out the rest of his aggression on the inanimate object. He still had rage after taking out Don Allen. Letting it loose wasn't working the way it usually did. This after several hours of working out to get rid of the rage and it wasn't helping. Everyone else had gone to sleep an hour ago. He was heading there as well.
After a long shower and slipping on pajama bottoms, he made his way down the corridor and looked into each of the separate rooms. AC was sleeping soundly with the fish he asked for content in the aquarium. Vic was hooked up to a computer that was updating his system with the latest in security software and improvements in other places.
Bart looked peaceful for the first time in several days. He was curled up beneath the sheets and Oliver noted the rested look he actually held. Oliver had a blink-and-you'll-miss-it smile as he thought about the sleep he may actually have tonight that wouldn't be punctuated by Bart's screaming. He headed to his own room, didn't bother with turning off the computer and slept like a rock.
--
AC was the first one up in the morning. He already had eggs and toast going when Bart walked in. "You're cooking?" he asked as he took the orange juice from the fridge and poured himself a glass.
"Being a bachelor gives you some idea on how to cook for the ladies," he said, waving the spatula and splattering Bart with egg.
"Does it give you any sense of how not to do that to the ladies?" he smirked. AC went back to the pan, found a piece that wasn't cooked all the way through, and flung it at him. Bart rushed over to the sink, pulled out the spray nozzle and soaked AC.
"Dude, not when I'm cooking breakfast." He threw two pieces of toast and that started off a food fight for about a minute before Vic and Oliver came in.
"Bartholomew Allen!" Oliver yelled, bringing the fight to a standstill.
"Hey, I didn't start it."
"You continued it. Both of you, clean up the kitchen. No powers, Bart." Oliver pointed out when Bart seemed ready to speed. He sighed and pulled out the dustpan and broom while AC got the mop. They had it cleaned in about five minutes. AC was cleaning, so Vic handed the cooking, portioning and the remake of several pieces of toast. Oliver sat at the table and watched them cleaning up while going over the newspaper.
"This is the lowest I've seen Lex stoop," he commented. Bart came up behind him to see an article that landed on page two. Don Allen was walking next to Norman Seaborn and Lex as they came out of the jail.
"They let him out?!" Bart exclaimed, standing behind Oliver. He dropped the broom and dustpan and rushed to his room. Oliver looked over to the other two in the room. AC picked up the broom and continued sweeping while Vic switched cooking with cleaning at times. Bart was pacing between the window and the door. Oliver rapped the door to get his attention. He stopped and spun around. "How could they let him out?"
"Bart…"
"How can they let him out? He killed Mom, he…"
"Listen to me," Oliver interrupted, forcing Bart's eyes to meet his own, "He cannot come near you. There is a restraining order against him for one hundred feet. He cannot get custody of you as the courts ruled in our favor of him being an unfit parent. Lex can try all he wants, but we're the ones with evidence of his past."
Bart folded his arms and took a few steps back. "Do you think Lex knows? I mean, there were the cameras in every part of the building. He would have seen what he did and," he anguished, coming up with the next words, "why would Lex work with him?"
Oliver settled his hands on Bart's shoulders. "Lex will come around to his senses. He's vile, but he's not completely evil enough for that."
Bart looked completely lost and hugged Oliver. He stood there for a couple of minutes, feeling a calming rubbing on his shoulders and upper back. "Just don't let him get me."
"I won't. I won't let him get you."
--
The three men from the picture were now sitting in the study of Lex's mansion outside of Smallville. Each was holding a drink. Lex had a straight scotch. Don Allen had a whiskey mixed with Coke and Norman kept with a glass of flavored water. "Anything on the legal end, Norman?" Lex asked
"Queen has his bases covered. Unfit father, restraining order and he's going for not having him in the same room when he gives his testimony for the case."
Lex looked over at Don. "That's the legal bases. Tell me, Don. Is there anything we can use on Queen to get to Bart?"
Don looked up from his drink. "Queen himself. The man's very protective of Bart; let's see if that goes the other way around."
--
Oliver was leaving a restaurant where several of the board members had gathered to talk about the end of the fiscal year and were celebrating the surplus. Several had been arguing with what to do with the surplus until Oliver had set his foot down and set it aside for inside the boardroom. The rest of the night was filled with talk about families. Two of the board members had pregnant wives. One of the board members recently had a son get on the Dean's list at his school. Another recently had twins and just got back into the action.
With a dismaying sigh, he noted that the time was 10:35. "Time for me to leave," he announced, gathering his stuff and paying for his part of the meal. He left the rest talking about the latest in news and walked out for the valet to fetch his car.
The parking lot was deserted as Oliver pulled out his cell phone to call Bart. He figured he would pretend to still be out so he could find out if the guys were acting up. "Hey," a voice answered.
"Bart, aren't you supposed to be asleep?"
"Tutor doesn't come until nine, Ollie."
"And yet the curfew is ten."
"You're not home, Ollie." Bart walked over to the monitors. "Hey, wait a minute…" He saw Oliver standing just before the elevators. He was about to say something about going under the building when he saw three men ganging up on him. "Ollie, behind you!"
Oliver went into a crouch and spun around. The first guy had a chain swinging above his head. He landed a kick to the abdomen that sent the guy bent and no longer swinging. A right hook brought him down for a few minutes, though he wasn't out completely. He turned his attention to the guy next to him. There was a blackjack in the man's right hand, which Oliver relieved him of by a wrist twist and used it to knock him out.
The last guy had a switchblade. He swung down in a sweeping motion. Oliver grabbed his wrist with his right hand and pivoted to deliver an elbow into the gut. The same elbow delivered a hit to the back of the neck when he bent over. He was unconscious and Oliver let go.
Bart saw the whole thing on the cameras and waited for him to get back on the cell phone. "Ollie, you okay?"
"Fine, Bart. Don't worry. See anyone else?"
Bart tried to pull up any of the other cameras. "None of the other cameras are working. I can't see anything except the camera by the elevator."
Oliver looked around his area. "I see no one, but that doesn't mean anything. Remind me to alert security tomorrow about this risk." He called the elevator.
"Okay, Ollie. See you when you get up here." He ended the conversation and stayed by the monitors just to make sure everything was going to be okay.
Oliver was thinking the same thing as he entered the elevator and pressed the close button as fast as he could. It wasn't fast enough, as someone ducked into the lift and pulled a gun on him. "Nothing to worry about, Queen, just here for my son," Don Allen stated.
JL BA AC JJ CK DL OQ VS CS JL
Okay, one more chapter. A huge fight is bound to happen. I just need to decide what to do with Don Allen. Review please. Do it for Ollie; the button's his color.