Here is chapter 6. Enjoy :D And thanks for all the reviews :D

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"Your grandson?!" Lex exclaimed as he was forcibly marched into the large warehouse like building, which appeared to have at least 2 stories and was made up of a number of long corridors laced with cables, the walls didn't seem very strong. In fact the whole facility felt temporary, like it hadn't been there very long.

"Yes Lex, my grandson" Thawne said with a sigh as he lead him through an unmarked door and into a relatively large office with priceless paintings and a large antique desk with two plush office chairs, quite out of place in the warehouse. He indicated for Lex to sit down and beckoned the security staff out of the room, leaving just the two of them.

"Mr Thawne, I'm afraid I have no idea what you are talking about" Lex said in his practiced innocent way.

"Okay. Let me give you a clue Mr Luthor. Moves incredibly fast, works with that friend of yours Green Arrow, goes by the sobriquet of Impulse. I think you're aware of who I'm talking about now Lex, am I right?"

He was speechless, what the hell had he gotten himself into, this man was powerful and clearly wasn't his best friend right now. Lex had been led to a remote part of the jungle with just two members of his security team all because of that boy.

"Bart Allen" he answered quietly.

"Bingo, I've been tracking you, tracking Bart, tracking bloody everyone, I got bored of just playing golf in my retirement; needed a hobby." Thawne said while waving his arms slightly erratically "And I've found out some rather interesting things Lex." He moved to sit in the chair on the opposite side of the desk and watched Lex intently for a few seconds before continuing.

"My grandson dropped off the radar about three years ago -after his powers manifested- now up until this time it had been very easy to keep an eye on him. But as you've experienced yourself, it's very hard to keep track of someone who can be 20 miles away before you can blink. My connections sighted him in various locations all over the world, never staying in one place long enough, always…running" He said looking down at the computer screen on the desk in front of him.

"Until, he wound up in sunny little Smallville about 2 years ago" His eyes locked back onto Lex "and that's where he first came into contact with you, although you didn't work out just how special he was until a few months ago. Did you Lex?"

Lex stared at him silently, keeping his composure so Thawne continued "Were you hoping I didn't know about that, Green Arrow was good at hiding him wasn't he? Used him in his personal vendetta against you, gave him a new, secret identity. Together with the Cyborg and water man they infiltrated a number of your facilities. Surely you remember all this Lex, it wasn't too long ago. I know you've got a lot on your mind with the wedding and what not but really!"

"Look Thawne, I don't know what it is you want me to say but if this is all you called me here to say, a phone call would have been sufficient."

Thawne gave a small bad-guy-style chuckle "Where would the fun in that be? I wouldn't get to see you reaction when I tell you I know you've been experimenting on people with abilities, people like Bart. Or when I say I know you caught my grandson just over a month ago, tortured him for information and that you've been obsessing over him ever since his escape from your Ridge facility. But you've had no success in finding him again have you?"

"No" Lex muttered, he was aware of the potentially deadly situation he was currently in, Thawne was dangerous and apparently obsessively protective over his grandson from what he was saying and his tone of voice. He needed to get out of there. Fast.

"Well Mr Thawne this has been very educational but I really must be heading back to Metropolis" he said, getting up from his chair.

"I don't think so Luthor!" he said aggressively pushing a button on an intercom "Mishkin, could you please escort Mr Luthor to his new living courters please"

Two armed men burst into the room, grabbing Lex around the arms.

"What the hell are you doing Thawne?!"

"We'll talk about this later Lex. My grandson is waking up and I wouldn't want him to think he was in the custardy of someone like you now would I."

With that Lex was dragged from the room, outside he saw in shock his own security staff on a floor, both with bullet hole between the eyes. He was taken down the corridor and down a metal staircase into the basement of the building; it was a lot dingier down here. The men searched him and removed all of his electrical equipment, throwing away any chance he had at contacting the outside world for help. He was then forcibly thrown into a dark cell and left in the dark with his thoughts.

And man, was there a lot to think about. The boy he'd been obsessively trying to find was the grandson of one of the most powerful and dangerous men in America and the boy was in this very building it would seem. But Lex was trapped, like an animal, how the hell did this happen?! He thought. He was Lex Luthor an equally powerful and dangerous man and he was being held prisoner and for what reason? Because he had caught the boy breaking into one of his "research" facilities and pushed him to the point of exhaustion for information, in his opinion that wasn't even that bad, he'd done worse things to his test subjects. This was ridicules he thought, he should be working with Thawne. Together, they could be brilliant. He let out a growl of frustration.

Meanwhile on the floor above Bart Allen was regaining consciousness. Everything was bright and white. Where was he? He tried to remember the events of the past few hours, the explosion, the chopper, the tranquilizer dart to the neck and the kick in the face, that's why his jaw was tingling slightly. He then saw a face enter his line of vision, dark eyes, thick gray black hair and a few wrinkles. The kid jumped and tried to move back but his feet were heavy. Weird. He looked at the guy standing over him.

"It's nice to see you again Bart." He said with a warm smile

He knew his name. Shit, thought Bart.

"Who the hell are you?!" he said acting macho and unafraid

"I'm your grandfather" the man replied calmly.

"my…what?!"

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