Chapter 2

"So Mr. Carmichael, how do I look?" Sarah asked as she walked downstairs to where Clark, Casey and Lois were waiting.

Clark turned at the sound of Sarah's voice and his jaw dropped. She was wearing a beautiful black dress with an open back, and the top cut enough to show just a hint of cleavage. Her hair went down her back in waves and her blue eyes sparkled.

"Absolutely stunning, although if you dress like that very often you could seriously make me struggle to control my heat vision Mrs. Carmichael." He replied, pulling her in for a kiss.

"Well than I guess I'll have to test your control hm?" She replied when they broke the kiss.

"Geez you two, I wold say get a room, but you've already got one." Chloe spoke up and Clark grinned.

"And as much as I would love nothing more than to take you back to our room and not let you leave, we have a job to do." Clark said into his lover's ear making her shiver.

"Okay people, let's get to work. We all understand the plan? Sarah and I will deal with Sophia, while Casey will be watching the room via the bar. Lois-"

"I come in by myself and chat up some of her guards, I got it Smallville."

"Oh, I'm sure your charm will have them eating out of your hand." Clark replied dryly.

"I'll have you know I can be very charming!"

"That's enough, can we get back to the plan?" Sarah spoke up, a grin on her face as she saw the two psuedo siblings argue.

"Yes dear. Chloe you will of course be in the van monitoring surveillance."

"Got it Clark, I'm already in their systems." She replied, and Clark grinned.

"Alright then, let's go to a party."

"Clark, she just came in, north entrance." Chloe said over the earpiece.

"I see her. Lois, you ready?"

"Born ready Smallville." She replied, and Clark couldn't help but laugh softly as he and Sarah approached the bar seeing Sophia heading towards them.

"Bartender, dry martini for myself and a glass of pino noir for my wife." He said, giving Casey a look.

"Of course sir." Casey replied, quickly fixing the drinks.

"Actually, make that two glasses of the pino. One for the woman that just sat down." He said, and Casey nodded, getting the additional drink.

"Compliments of Mr. Carmichael." Casey told Sophia as he gave her the drink.

"Give him my thanks, but tell him I must regretfully decline. I cannot take drinks from strangers."

"Excuse me, Charles Carmichael, and you are?"

"Sophia Stephanova." She replied as he brought her hand up to his lips and kissed it.

"A pleasure, and this is my wife Sarah." He replied, pulling her close.

"Charmed. Are you here for the fashion show?"

"Well Sarah is. I'm not much of a fashion person myself, but Sarah wanted to come and I couldn't say no to her." Clark replied, giving her a quick kiss.

"How nice. Tell me, would you like to see some of the new outfits they have for tomorrow?"

"Are you sure you don't mind?" Sarah asked.

"Of course not, it's the least I can do for someone who was kind enough to buy me a drink." She said, sipping at it before standing up.

"Are you sure you're handlers won't mind?" Clark asked, looking back towards the entrance where two men stood, the outline of a weapon visible underneath their suit jackets.

"Oh, not at all. I think they will be too busy with the woman." She replied, pointing out Lois who had just made her way over to them.

"Then shall we?" Clark said, offering his right arm to Sarah and his left to Sophia.

"We shall." Sophia replied, leading them to the elevator.

"So, what sort of business are you in Mr. Carmichael?"

"Oh, a little of this, a little of that. Whatever strikes my fancy at the time." Clark replied vaguely , shutting the door behind him.

"The muscles been taken care of." Lois said over the earpiece.

"That's great, but we've got another problem. Apparently the deal is going down now. You've got four guys all packing semi-automatics heading for you so wrap this up." Casey told them.

"And what pray tell, is your fancy right now?" Sophia asked as she came up behind him.

"Apparently not the same as yours." Clark replied, feeling the Walter PPK digging into his back.

"Enough games. I know you tried to drug my drink, now who are you and what do you want?"

"Well for starters I want you to back away from my husband. Then I'll take the weapon you're selling to the Ring." Sarah said as she pointed her gun at her.

"Drop your gun or he dies."

"You first."

"I said put it down."

Clark looked at Sarah, and nodded as she began to lower her gun.

"That's bett-"

Quick as a flash Sarah had aimed and fired, shooting Sophia in the head, the woman falling to the floor behind Clark.

"You have no idea how incredibly sexy you look right now." Clark said as he walked over to her and kissed her, the two of them ignoring the body for the moment.

"Focus, we've still got to find the weapon." Sarah said once they broke the kiss, but smiling nonetheless.

"I've got it." Clark said as he moved over to the dress and tore off the bodice.

"Seriously?"

"The beads are a computer chip, and I would bet my ridiculous number of cars that they go with whatever is in that safe." Clark said, looking over Sarah's shoulder towards the safe.

"Let's find out. Try pass code 8792." Chloe told him, and Clark did as instructed. The safe opened and lying there was a case of blue bullets.

"What the-"

"They're smart bullets. You place the computer chip inside and then they can literally home in on your target. You can shoot from around corners, on rooftops, even underwater."

"Very good, it seems you know your weapons. Now drop the gun, and step away."

"Let me guess, you're with the Ring. Your boss sent you here to buy the weapons." Clark said as he turned toward the door and saw the four men standing there.

"Actually no. He sent us here to kill the bitch and take the weapon, so thanks for that. Now if you'll just hand over the bullets and the dress we can be on our way."

"Hm, tempting offer wouldn't you say love?"

"I would, except I really wanted to test out these bullets." Sarah replied as she lashed out with her fist, breaking one of the men's nose while Clark kicked another in the groin. One of the men went for his gun but Sarah shot him in the head while Clark took the last man down with an elbow to the throat. The entire fight had lasted less than thirty seconds from start to finish.

"Who's your boss? Tell me right now or I'll blow your fucking head off." Sarah said as he placed the weapon to the first man's head.

"Sorry babe, no can do." He replied. Suddenly there was a crunch and white foam began to pour out of the men's mouths.

"Dammit, they had cyanide capsules." Clark said as he turned away just as one of the men's phone rang. Clark pulled it from his coat pocket and answered it.

"Is it done?"

"If by done, do you mean are your men and Stephanova dead then yes. Now just shut up and listen. I know that you want this weapon and I am willing to give it to you for a price. I want twenty million in cash delivered to this hotel room at nine p.m. tomorrow night, and in addition all your weapons deals come through me and my wife from now on. Have your man come alone because if I so much as smell a trap the deal is off and you will never see your weapon." Clark finished, hanging up the phone before he could reply.

"You think we got em?"

"Hook line and sinker." Sarah replied with a smile and a kiss.

"Okay, good work team, now let's call it a night." Clark said before he and Sarah walked out of the hotel.

"Do you really want to call it a night?" Sarah asked, and Clark smiled.

"Why, what did you have in mind?"

"Well I remember you saying something about taking me to our room and not letting me go."

"I said call it a night, I never said we were going to sleep." He replied, and she smiled in return as she kissed him.

"Hey lovebirds, you realize that your mikes are still on right?"

"There's no need to be jealous Casey. I mean just because I spend my evenings with a beautiful woman while you're stuck with the latest issue of guns and ammo, and a bottle of Jack Daniel's-"

"Okay shut it moron. Sullivan, cut the mikes would you?"

"With pleasure." She replied and suddenly there silence over the earpiece.

Clark chuckled as he took the earpiece out of his ear, only for Sarah to give him a look.

"What? Every word I said is true."

"You're insufferable you know that?" She asked rhetorically as he picked her up in his arms.

"I know, but you love me anyway."

"Yes, I do." She replied with a grin as they disappeared.

"Hey Kent, Walker sorry to interrupt, but you've got visitors." Casey said as he knocked on the door to their room.

"I really don't want to get up, too comfortable." Sarah said, burying her face in Clark's chest.

"Well if we don't Casey's liable to break down the door." Clark said, and Sarah chuckled before getting up and getting dressed, Clark doing likewise. They walked into the kitchen where Clark saw his parents sitting with Casey and Lois at the table.

"Mom, dad." He said embracing his parents, Sarah doing likewise.

"Not to be rude or anything, but what are you doing here?"

"What's wrong Smallville, didn't get enough sleep last night?"

"I slept great actually, although I don't see why it's any of your business."

"Well you see I couldn't get to sleep since Sarah's screaming kept me up half the night. You know for a spy you're pretty damn loud."

"Son, you're sleeping with Sarah?"

"Not that it's any of your business, but yes dad I am." He said evenly.

"Clark please tell me-"

"Okay stop right there. I am an Agent of the CIA I do not need to discuss my sex life with my parents or my pain in the ass older sibling."

"You're right Clark, although just between you and me Lois you can't really call him Smallville anymore."

"Really Sarah?"

"Sorry love, you're just too much fun to tease."

"Anyway, how about we get to the point. Why are you two here?" Clark asked, turning to his parents.

"We're here because we've been assigned here until further notice."

"Okay mom, do you mind telling me why?"

"Because...Lex Luthor escaped custody last night."

"What? How?"

"His prison transport was ambushed, and the four men guarding him were found dead in a ditch. According to General Beckman, the CIA and NSA believe that Lex was freed by the ring, and that he could be here in Paris."

"I guess this changes the plan." Casey said, but Clark shook his head.

"This changes nothing. We go through with the plan as scheduled."

"Clark don't be stupid, Lex knows how to kill you. How far do you think you'll get if he's involved?"

"Then we make sure to take him out of the equation as soon as possible."

"Then how do you plan to do that son?" Jonathan asked.

Clark picked up the phone he had used last night and dialed the number.

"Yeah, this is Carmichael. Don't say anything, just shut up and listen. I know that you broke Lex Luthor out of jail last night. Look, never mind how I know, all that matters is that I do. If you want your weapon than I don't want him in Paris, I don't even want him in France. Listen carefully, that son of a bitch almost killed my wife, so unless you want your new asset to be in pieces at the edge of the Eiffel tower by this time tomorrow I would get him out. Otherwise, there is no deal and all you will have to show for your trouble will be any empty hotel room and a dead body. I'm glad we understand each other." He finished, slamming the phone shut.

"One problem down, one more to go."

A/N: I hope you all liked this chapter, please read and review and the next chapter will be up soon!