Summary: Oliver talks to Bart and Lois. Fred and Lionel attack.
Disclaimer: I own nothing. This is fiction
Important Conversations
"Lois, we need to talk."
"Oliver, I've been waiting for you. Where have you been?"
"I had meetings all day. I told you this. Sit down, please."
Lois sat down on the couch and pulled Oliver down beside her. She snuggled into his side and smiled up at him. If she played this right, maybe Oliver would buy her something nice. And expensive.
"Oliver, what's wrong?"
"Lois, how long have we been together?"
"Hm, about two years."
"Right. Lois, you know I care about you. You're sweet, funny, attractive. You're everything I could want in a girl. But, I don't want a girl."
"Excuse me? What are you saying Oliver?"
"Lois. I don't love you anymore."
"Love? Who cares about love? Oliver, we don't need love. Once we get married, you can sleep with whoever you like, one I have a child. And you buy me lots of pretty things. I don't care."
Oliver was shocked. Lois really didn't care about him. She only cared about the money. God, Oliver was such an idiot. Why didn't he see this.
"Lois, don't be ridiculous. I don't want a marriage or a family without love. It's not worth it without love. Just leave Lois. I'll send the stuff you left here to your apartment."
"You're serious?"
"Yes. I am. Leave Lois."
Lois stood up and walked to the foyer. She spun around at the last second and smacked Oliver across the face.
"I'm not stupid, or blind. I've seen the looks between you and that boy. You're dumping me for Bart, aren't you? Why? God, he used to be a prostitute. If you want him that badly, just throw some cash at him and he'll spread his legs no bother."
"Get out Lois. And don't come back. If I ever see you again, it will be too soon."
Lois realized that she went too far when she saw the look in Oliver's eyes. He was furious. She took a step back. I was fine. She could find someone else to pander to her every need. That wouldn't be too hard. Hopefully.
"Hey Oliver. Where's Lois?"
"Oh, hey Bart. We broke up."
"What? Why would you do that?"
"Because you guys were right. She only wanted me for my money. I was such an idiot!"
"No you weren't. You were in love. People do stupid things for love. Look at Clark. He almost lost his family because of Lex. Jonathan hated the idea of his son being with a Luthor."
"But I didn't love Lois. It was an infatuation. Nothing more."
"Well, at least you realized that before you proposed or something."
"Oh God. Don't mention a proposal. Actually, we broke up for another reason."
"What was it? The other reason."
Without noticing, the two men had moved closer to each other.
"Well, I began to have feelings for someone else."
"Someone else?"
"Yes. Bart, I began to have feelings for you."
"Me? Why? I'm an ex-prostitute with a kid and a mad man after me."
"Exactly. You make life exciting for us Bart. How about Friday, you and me go on a date?"
"One condition. You know I hate all that posh, upper class stuff. Date is a movie and dinner at TGI's. Deal?"
"Deal."
Bart grinned at Oliver. He couldn't believe it. He had a date with Oliver Queen. It was like all his dreams had come true.
"The explosives have all been placed sir."
Lionel shooed the young man away. He stood on a skyscraper that overlooked Oliver Queen's home.
"How can we be sure that Joanna and Bart will not be hurt?"
"Oh Fred. We're not. My team have done all they can to place the explosives away from areas with heavy traffic and the bedrooms. They will be rendered unconscious, but not hurt. If they are, I have extensive medical facilities at LuthorCorp."
"Good."
"James. Give me the detonator."
Lionel was handed the detonator. His finger hovered over the button.
"Second thoughts?"
"None."
He flicked the switch and Lionel and Fred watched in delight as Oliver Queen's home exploded into millions of pieces. Bart and Joanna would be easy to get now. All they had to do was dig through the rubble and take them.
A/N Done. R&R please. Next chapter, did they escape or will Lionel and Fred get what they want?