"Come on, Ollie, give me a good reason for having left Lois alone," said Clark to himself while he paced back an forth in their bedroom. Their. That was a big word for him. Clark and Lois had become a we, an us, an our.

Clark awed at how much they had grown into each other. He had loved Lana, deeply. But it wasn't until Lois that he had learnt the meaning of real and true love in its most intense and whole sense.

His thoughts were suddenly interrupted by Green Arrow's call.

"That's my cue. Thanks, Ollie."

Not one second later, a sonic boom was heard in the skies of Metropolis.


Less than two seconds after the call, Clark landed by Ollie's side. "I was beginning to fear you wouldn't call me," he said.

Both men stood still, their gaze focused on the building in front of them.

"That pissed, uh?"

"She called me a coward."

"Ouch," said Ollie jokingly.

"Well, don't feel so safe yourself. I think she will hold this one against you too."

"She can add it to the list," said Ollie. Then, slightly bothered he added in realization, "Why me, anyway? She could blame Zatanna or Hal if her problem is with green... "

Clark looked at him. "You are the one who calls her, Ollie."

"Only because every other member of the League knowing your secret identity, is afraid of her. She should be the one with powers, you know?"

Ollie took an extra communication link from his belt and gave it to him. "Here, take this and talk to Big Sister."

Clark took the device and placed it on his ear. "Oracle, this is Superman. I'm waiting for your instructions."

"Troia is surveying for kryptonite, Superman. She should report any second now."

Barbara saw Dinah's thermal already outside. "Canary, you're clear to go."

"Fine, I'll get going now, don't want Metropolis to be mad at me for not attending Luthor's show tonight. See ya later archer. Canary out."

Barbara talked to Troia. "Troia?" There was silence. "Troia? Report."

Donna Troy was listening, loud and clear. She just couldn't take her eyes off of what was in front of her. "Oracle, we have a problem."


Clark was quick to answer. "Troia, this is Superman, I'm going in."

"No! It is a big green problem, Superman, stay out of here!," exclaimed Donna.

In fact, it was so big that Donna wondered if it was fake or real. She didn't think such a big amount of raw kryptonite could still exist.

"Oracle, that doesn't look good. And it does look like a big not good," said a concerned Ollie.

"I know, Arrow. Troia, is there a way to remove the kryptonite?"

Donna pondered her possibilities before answering. "Not fast enough, Oracle. I'm afraid they were expecting this."

"If that is so, there is something there they do not want us, especially Superman, to know about," said Ollie while exchanging a worried look with Clark.

"I'm afraid our hands are tied on this one, Oracle. I really have to go to New York like now."

Barbara rubbed the bridge of her nose, making her glasses go up and down pushed by her fingers. Eyes closed, she made the decision. "Go, Troia. Arrow abort."

"No, Oracle," protested Ollie. "They already know we were here, if we abort now there might not be tomorrow to find out about it!"

"Go back to Metropolis. I'll see what I can do from here. I'm sure I can hack in their internal systems."

"But--"

"Oracle out."

Ollie turned his communication device off and looked at Clark. "Now I know why Dinah hates that part. I'm gonna take that into account when I write the contract." He shook his head. "I don't like this, Clark. Not a single bit."

"Me neither, but Oracle is right, Ollie, we can't do anything now."

Most of all he couldn't do anything. Again, Lex had the upper hand. And that was never good.

Ever since he had come out of hiding after his fake death, he had been lurking around like a preying snake.

Firstly he had gotten his company back and changed the name into LexCorp, erasing any remaining memories of Lionel.

They had tried to investigate him, but had come up empty handed, and the only thing they had managed to save from his claws was the Daily Planet: Ollie had been able to shield his control over the paper after buying it from Tess.

Both men stared at the facility for a few seconds more, hoping something would change, that maybe Oracle would call them again.

But they both knew that there was nothing else they could do, and they had long ago learnt the hard way about the importance of working as a team, so they silently complied and Ollie made the first step to leave. "Ok, let's go now. Care to give me a ride? I came with Troia."

"Does Dinah know that?," asked Clark smirking.

"Are you kidding me? I want to have sex tonight, dude."


Lex had been taken to a secure room before starting his speech. The event was open both to public and press. Before going live on TV he wanted a trial with the written press, and he knew that two certain reporters would come. Just pushing the right buttons and they would be his.

Putting his thoughts of victory aside, Lex directed his attention towards his laptop; he was waiting for something but the screen was still blank. Lex frowned, that couldn't be right, he was sure they would go today.

After all, he had led them to go today. Suddenly a guard opened the door. "Mr. Luthor, you have five minutes," he said.

"Thank you," said Lex.

The guard left, and soon after, he received the message he was waiting for.

All set.

He typed back.

Proceed as planned.

Satisfied, Lex stood up, put his white jacket on and went to the conference room, smiling in delight for what was to come.

He was already gone when a new message appeared on the screen. A green metallic mask with feminine traits framed the text: I know what you are hiding.


Author's notes: hope you enjoyed.

Disclaimer: not mine, not mine. All past references not included in Smallville-verse, are from DC universe.

The usual: reviews appreciated. No songs in this chapter, and as this one was short, I'm also posting two today.