Disclaimer: not mine

Warning: Sex


Something was going on.

Ollie knew, but he couldn't talk to Dinah, and Bruce was still not responding, which was beginning to make him feel exasperated. Taking Dinah's cell he tried again. One tone. Two tones. Three t--

"Where were you?" Bruce's seriousness didn't exactly soothe Ollie's bad feeling.

"Bruce, it's Oliver."

"Where is Dinah?"

"She went to Gotham, she was spending the day with Barbara. Why, what's--?"

He was again cut. "Find her before she gets to the tower."

"Bruce, I can't, she didn't--"

"Barbara's dead."

There is an area of the brain in charge of unconscious vital functions, such as breathing or heart beating. For a moment, neither worked for Ollie.

Bruce brought him back to harsh reality. "Find her before she reaches the tower."


After rescuing the mountaineer in Alaska, Clark had made a quick stop in Ushuaia's Regional Hospital. A boy had been born prematurely due to a poorly treated urine infection from the mother, and there had been a blackout endangering the heating in neonatology. Clark had stayed for a few hours, helping keeping the baby warm with his heat vision until they made sure all medical supports sustaining his life were flawlessly working. Fortunately, the tiny boy seemed a fighter. Doctors didn't give him a certain prognosis, but it was possible to hope for good news.

Clark landed in Metropolis a little after noon and went to the Planet, hoping to meet Lois for lunch.

Her desk was empty, but her purse was there. He checked Perry's office, but she wasn't there either. Then he saw his brother-in-law at the coffee machine and approached him.

"Hey, Ron. Do you know where's Lois?"

"She's at Cat's."

Clark frowned. "As in Cat Grant?"

"You haven't talked to her today, have you?," asked Ron.

"No, I was running some errands, so..."

"Look, there she comes."

Clark saw Lois. She was serious. When she saw him, a whole conversation developed through their eyes. Lois didn't go to fetch her things from her desk, she just went out. Upstairs' out. "Erm, Ron, if Perry asks, could you tell him I'm working from home the rest of the day?"

"Sure thing."

Clark took Lois' purse and left.


Metropolis' breeze was always cool on the rooftop, Lois liked it. A little after she arrived, she felt a warm presence behind her. Arms dressed in blue embraced her from behind. Leaning on him, she felt his breath beside her ear. Then his lips on the side of her neck.

"I took your things home. Care for a ride?"

Lois just nodded.

Ten minutes later, they were both naked on the bathtub. Clark massaged her head while he cleared if from the shampoo careful not to let any of it go into her eyes.

"Want to tell me about Cat?," he asked.

Lois had her eyes closed, letting Clark wash her hair. "I'd rather not."

"That bad?"

"Tomorrow's edition will feature an exclusive interview with Lois Lane, including an apology for her reckless behavior."

Clark closed the tap and placed Lois' hair on her shoulder so her back and neck were clear. He planted a kiss and let her lean on him again. "I thought Perry would protect you."

"Apparently he's doing it. They're counting their blessings for Lex not suing the paper or me. He has also demoted me on the story."

"What? But it was your idea...," said Clark.

"Well, now it's yours and Ron's story. I'm third," responded Lois.

"Lo, I--"

Lois sighed for the hundredth time in one day. "I messed up, Smallville. Big Time. End of discussion."

Clark lowered his head so he could lean on her shoulder. "If Perry knew..."

"We made a deal, Clark. We're not public about Lex, and there is no breaking the rule on that one, you hear me?"

"But he knew me in Smallville, Lo, it wouldn't be--"

Lois cut him. "Look, just shut it Clark, I really don't want to deal with it right now."

"Ok," Clark complied and kissed her neck again. "Relax then."

"I could also do with some sweet alien love-making."

Before he could react, he suddenly felt Lois' hand between his legs.

"Lois! What are you do...ing?"

"Trying to shut you up, Smallville." Lois hand felt how quickly Clark's member hardened. She smirked. "And I'm doing a good job. You have a Seabiscuit down there."

"Lo, I've been holding you naked, my s-- I refuse to give it a name, has been well aware of that situation the whole time." Clark started floating and before Lois noticed, he flew them both to their bedroom. "Now let's get a face to face."

Smiling, she kissed him, and neither broke it when he made them both float a few inches over the bed.

"Oh, are you doing that hovering thing?"

"We're soaked," he said smiling. "I don't want to wet the bed."

"No complains here, I love it," she said while kissing him. "Not that you let me be too active while I'm floating, but..." Clark chuckled and started kissing her breasts.

"This is the only way for me to be on top without suffocating you."

"You're not that heavy Clar--" Clark made them fall on the bed, making her feel all his weigh. "Ok, ok, you are. Up, up." Clark smiled and hovered again. He started kissing her belly and Lois caved in her passive role this once. "And you wonder why I call our love making 'alien'," she said closing her eyes to better feel his warm touch.

"Oh, so you were referring to this." Clark then let himself inside. Slowly, letting them both feel how his penis introduced itself until their groins touched. Lois moaned and kissed him.

"Among other things." Clark let himself out and in again, at the same pace. Neither of them broke the eye contact. "I'm still amazed at how you do it."

"It always takes practice to control my abilities." Both were starting to feel the urge of going a bit faster.

"Yeah, don't remind me. I still remember our personal sex ordeal. You took tantric sex to a whole new level."

"Tantric?"

"The whole 'what if I or my little Kal-els hurt you if I ejaculate inside you' dilemma? Trust me, having S.T.A.R. Labs studying your sperm to calibrate their strength would've been hilarious. You would've given Quentin Tarantino and Kevin Smith some priceless material for their dialogues, Mr. Kent."

"Lois..."

"What?"

"Shut up." Kissing her hard, Clark led his member into Lois at a faster rhythm, controlling the intensity, keeping it at what he thought would be a little over the human top but without hurting her. Embarrassingly enough, Lois had helped with that one. He loved to feel her tensing and clinging on to his body, wanting more.

"God, Clark," she said moaning. Closing in, the wave of pleasure demanded more Clark. She needed him inside, she needed him all over her. Her legs pressured their embrace on his waist and soon they were both reaching their climax in unison; those were the best.

"Lo, you were--" Slowly, Clark placed them down, and turning so she was on top, remained on their embrace.

"Sex at unusual hours is definitely good," she said. Then, Clark's cell began ringing. "Annoying calls at appropriate hours, not so cool," she added. "Don't take it."

Unlike Lois', Clark's phone sounded the same with everybody, so he wouldn't know who was calling unless he looked at the screen.

"It's Ollie. I have to," he said looking apologetically at Lois.

"Tell him he's first on my most hated heroes list."

"I think he already knows." Clark pressed the button to accept the call. "Ollie, it's me...No, you were not interrupting anything."

"The hell he wasn't," muttered Lois.

"What's up?," asked Clark while playfully covering Lois' mouth with his free hand.

"I need you to take me to Gotham."

Clark stopped his carefree attitude as soon as he noticed the tension in Ollie's voice, and Lois immediately sat up, knowing something serious was going on.

"What happened Ollie?"

Clark exchanged a look with Lois.

"We have to locate Dinah before she gets to the Clocktower"

"I can go myself and--"

"No. We have to go together, she needs me there. I'm at the tower, Clark. Just hurry up." Ollie hung up.

"Trouble?," asked Lois.

Frowning, Clark stood up and went to pick up his costume. "Ollie needs to get to Gotham. Seems urgent. Something about locating Dinah." He was dressed before he finished his sentence. "It seemed urgent."

"Then go, Clark. Ollie wouldn't be asking if it wasn't important," said Lois in a reassuring tone.

"Be back as soon as I can." Clark kissed her and before she knew it, he was gone.


'Not very talkative today, are we? Where did all that cheerfulness from yesterday go?'

"I'm worried."

'Something I can help you with?'

"No."

'Does it have to do with all that mumble-jumble you're doing on the computer?'

"The only reason we're talking right now is that I am trying not to think about what you want to talk, Feisty."

'Ok, ok. Let me think, umm...'

"You know what? Thanks for the effort, but I think I'll pass today."

London, 30th May, 2020.

Ella Hunt


Ollie's heart is beating fast.

When I fly alone I don't have to worry I'll kill anybody from the speed or altitude. With Ollie as a passenger it takes me about eighteen minutes, and finally we're hovering over Gotham, looking down, trying to find her. I'm also using my hearing to locate her through her heartbeat. I have all of the League members' hearts memorized. Today I wish I didn't have to need using that knowledge.

"Can you see her?," he asks.

"No," I answer, "but with all the alleys this city has it's a bit difficult. I'm trying to listen to her."

"Come on, man, we have to find Dinah before she gets to the tower."

Ever since Ollie told me why I had to take him, I can't shake off this nagging feeling. I've been silent for Ollie's sake, but it's eating me up. And finally, I give in.

"Ollie, do you think--?"

He cuts me. Gently but firmly. "I know where you're going, Clark. I don't know. Honestly, I don't know. Barbara worked for so many of us, had so many enemies of her own that it could be anybody. So don't jump into conclusions and focus." I nod and continue the search with him. "And if it was Luthor who killed her," he suddenly adds, "we'll find him and crush him."

I look at him but he doesn't see me, he's focused in finding Dinah. I have seen that somber face before. Years ago. Dinah has also seen it, worse than me, because that time he did kill a man in order to save her life. The name Jankowski still brings him nightmares.

Suddenly I hear it.

"I've found her."

Speeding up I fly towards the Clocktower and land in a alley. Ollie's in his civilian clothes. I point him in the right direction and stand there while I see him running. Running to tell his wife that her best friend has been murdered. That she is dead.

As my body slowly lifts up in the air I can see Ollie catching Dinah from behind, taking her hand. I can see her face, first surprised and smiling. Then serious, incredulous. Torn. Ollie hugs her as hard as he can while she cries in his shoulder. I don't need my telescopic vision to see Dinah shaking. But I can't help using it when an anguished cry hits my ears. Commissioner James Gordon cries over the black bag being carried away on a stretcher outside Gotham's Clocktower. The forensics wait until he lets them go. He seeks support in a younger woman. I am above the rooftops of Gotham by now. My heart skips a bit when I see Dick. Great Scott, Rao, God. Was it Lex? Am I responsible for all this pain and anguish?

Then I turn. He's there, watching. He has seen it all, just like me. But now he's looking at me, in silence.

I can't help feeling that despite what Ollie tells me, despite what Lois and the rest might say, Batman has already judged and condemned me.


Lois hadn't been able to work after Clark left. Something told her there was something wrong, Ollie's call had left her a bad vibe.

But standing and worrying was not her style. She knew that this was one of those times when she couldn't do anything, so she changed her clothes and went for a jog. It wasn't too hot outside and the exercise would do her good.


"Are you sure you want to do this?" Ollie and Dinah stood in front of the gate of the public building. Dinah's eyes were red and swollen. Ollie had stayed holding her on the alley they found her until she couldn't cry more and she was able to speak. They had to tell the others.

Her voice still trembled. "No, Ollie, I don't want to. I have to."

Ollie held her closer and kissed the side of her temple.

"I'm so sorry, Dinah." They remained like that for a few seconds. "I can go in with you."

"No, I should go alone." Dinah raised her head to look at him. "But stay here, please."

Ollie smiled softly and kissed her again. "I am not going anywhere."

The bells rang. Children and teenagers came out to enjoy their break, oblivious to the pain making that beautiful blonde woman enter North Gotham School, where Helena Bertineli worked as a teacher.


Author's notes: Ollie's dark moment as killing a person comes from The Longbow Hunters.

Music: Pearl Jam Arc: Clark hovers upwards watching all Barbara's beloved ones dealing with her death.

I finally posted a Link to download the whole Soundtrack in my profile. Enjoy the music.