A/N Just wanted to add that superlc529 pointed out that I used 'legion' instead of league twice in my last chapter. Sorry! It slipped through my check and I was getting ahead of myself :P Also thanks to Everyone that reviewed last time, and new reviewers annaangel23, EileenOT and lydia. :D Thanks a bunch!

Previously...

"I want to talk to you. In person." Wright sounded polite, almost pleading.

After a moments deliberation, Oliver spoke. "What reason would I have to risk my identity to you?"

"I am aware that you are familiar with Miss Lane? Well she is currently resided miles away, locked and guarded by armed men. I also have your good friend Mr Kent, who has at least six guns pointed at him now and could die in seconds. There is also the matter with Metropolis General Hospital, which has a number of explosives hidden away. I have a switch that will instantly blow up the entire building. Now I know you're fast, but are you fast enough to save everyone? I'm going to guess at 'no'."

Oliver was silent, before he could think of something. Clark would be fine, sure he'd have Lois to explain to, but it's all fixable. Lois was here safe, so her safety wasn't a problem. But the hospital? Thousands of people were in that building, doctors, nurses, children. The city would never recover after that was lost. He looked at Lois who just nodded her head and mouthed 'just say yes'.

"Okay Wright, you have my attention."

Harry Wright couldn't believe what was happening. He had done it, he had actually done it. He had managed to successfully corner Metropolis' newest superhero and was now in a position to get what he was laughable at how easy it was, all he had to do was set a couple of bombs, capture the right people and now he was safely stood in a position of absolute power, with the Blur under his command.

"That is the right choice."

Clark watched intently as Wright was pacing around the roof in excitement. He could see the glint of a gun in his captor's left pocket and noticed that there were in fact only three... wait two gunned men within reach of the roof. The league were taking them out one-by-one, and Wright was too caught up in his own game to realize that he was losing.

Clark lost his concentration on the antics of the others when Wright handed him his cellphone and said, "He wants to talk to you again." Clark wanted to laugh at the little child at Christmas expression on Wright's face, he looked so childish, it was no wonder that his plan was falling to pieces.

"Okay Clark, can you hear me? Only you?" Oliver's voice rang clear from the speaker.

"Yes."

"Impulse and Cyborg have gone to the hospital to check out those bomb threats. But Black Canary and Aquaman are still out there with you. They're taking out the guards around you."

"Okay."

"Right that's everything from me, but Lois wants to talk to you."

"Lois?" Clark couldn't help the word slip out, but it caused an instant reaction from Wright.

"Lois? Why are you talking about Lois? What are you talking about Kent?" His chest heaved, his voice panicked as if he realized that they could be talking about anything.

"The Blur wants to know whether the threat against Lois is real or not. He's just being careful with his identity being at risk and everything. He needs confirmation of all of the facts before he comes." Clark said, his lying abilities having improved vastly in the last few minutes. He turned back to the phone.

"Clark? Is everything okay?"

'It is now...' Lois' voice penetrated his body like a wave of ice-cold water, refreshing him and rejuvenating him as it always did. "Yeah every thing's fine. Mr Wright just wanted to know what we were talking about."

"Oh okay." Her voice was soft and caring, just the way Clark liked it. Well, for now. "Clark, could you please explain to me what the hell you were thinking?! I know you have this whole feeling responsible for every bad thing that happens in our lives syndrome, but is it really worth getting yourself killed over?!" The sudden harsh change of tone surprised Clark almost to the point that he reacted.

"Well I think that the only way to save Lois is to come here." Clark watched as Wright relaxed, once again thinking that his plan was working.

Lois sighed, torn between being furious and being flattered that he'd once again tried to save her.

"Lois, I'm gunna go help the guys on the roof, they've gotten themselves into a bit of a situation. If Wright wants to speak to the Blur, make sure Clark tells him that he's stopping a mugging and will be on his way." Oliver explained, before turning down the stairs and heading towards the elevator.

"Clark did you hear that?"

"Yes." Clark held onto the last notes of her voice before continuing. "We understand, and we'll see you as soon as you can get here. Bye."

Clark turned to Wright, who looked on the verge of wetting himself. "He's gotta stop a mugging, but he'll be here as soon as he can."

"Okay." Wright reached into his jacket and pulled out a hand radio. "Mr Megahey, please come onto the roof."

"What? What are you doing?" Clark panicked, he knew that name. Megahey, Michael Megahey, the copy boy who worshipped Lois. He did everything for her, like brought her coffee in the morning and collected her dry cleaning. He worked out all of the details himself, it was kind of creepy actually.

"Mr Kent, you are about to meet my associate and 'inside man' as it were. He has been giving me updates on Miss Lane's and your progress on your search for the Red-Blue Blur." Wright smiled wryly, amused at his secret finally being revealed. "He is currently making his way up to the roof from the bullpen."

Clark's eyes widened, if he was coming from the bullpen, that meant...

"Hey boss! Look who I found snooping around at the top of the stairs." Michael dragged forward a struggling Lois, which brought back a surprised look from Wright. But that's not what caught Clark's attention. She had a gun aimed directly in her side, that, if fired, would send a bullet straight through the middle of her abdomen, piercing her stomach causing her to poison herself to death from the inside.

"Well well, Mr Kent, it seems that I have yet again underestimated you. Miss Lane seems to have managed to escape a secure building all on her own. But has failed to contact the police I assume." Wright raised an eyebrow, waiting for confirmation of the fact he already knew. "Now, it seems that we have an issue here, we have eight of us, and three of them- one of which is the infamous Red-Blue Blur. How can we even the score?" Wright gave a look to Megahey. "I think a simple choice is in order."

Clark and Lois shot each other panicked glances. "Choice?"

"Miss Lane, it's your pick. You or Clark? Who dies?" Clark's eyes widened, Lois didn't know his secret. She didn't know that he could take a million bullets in his chest and still not bruise. He could jump out of a plane and not feel a thing. But she didn't know, she didn't know. She thought that he'd die, just as she would, if a bullet entered his chest.

"Lois do-" Clark tried, only to get interrupted by Wright.

"One more word or even a twitch of a muscle, and an entire hospital goes up in smoke and both of you die." Clark resigned, he couldn't save everyone. Wright was right, he was fast, but not fast enough. He looked dead into Lois' eyes, and couldn't bring himself to compute the answer she displayed in her eyes.

"Kill me." Lois said the words with such confidence that it surprised the men who were holding her captive. "But first, I want to say goodbye to Clark."

"Go ahead, but we'll have the gun pointed your way the whole time, and the hospital. Don't forget the hospital." Lois nodded, and she was released.

She risked looking at Clark, a million emotions raging within those deep eyes. In truth they were her favorite part of Clark, she could always see the real Clark if she looked into those eyes. Whether they were in the sun and they shone a brilliant blue, or in the shelter how they dazzled, an emerald green, they were always the same. Her Clark.

"Well Smallville, I guess this is it." Tears welled up in her eyes as she looked at him, his own eyes glistening slightly too much.

"Lois, I-" His voice cracked, and she placed a finger on his lips.

"Don't." And she knew that that was it: the moment in which she could change everything. Forgetting everything else around her: the street below, the guns aimed and ready, the whole of metropolis, she raised up onto her tip toes and kissed him. Their arms wrapped around each other as they finally let go of all of everything that they had been holding back. Metropolis blurred into nothing around them, so that they were alone, it was just them. They were just two people, two people who had found out their feelings too late, and now they were about to be ripped apart forever.

They broke apart, both of them with tears running down their faces. "I love you Lois."

"I love you too Clark." They looked at each other, lost in their moment until they heard it.

A deafening bang that brought silence to everything within reaching distance. Lois' face crumpled into pain and she fell off of the roof, hurtling to her doom below.

"LOIS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"