Fic: Chloe/Oliver - Penance 21/?

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Title: Penance 21/?
Author:Cking1575
Fandom: Smallville AU
Pairings: Chloe/Oliver, Clark/Lois
Rating: R
Disclaimer: I do not own Smallville/DC or the characters. I am just playing with them.
Summary: Penance: an act of self-abasement, mortification, or devotion performed to show sorrow or repentance for sin. I am really not like Chloe’s story arc so I’ve decided to change it a little to suit my own needs. That’s what fan fiction is right? LOL

A/N: Hey Guys, I’m sorry it’s taken so long to get this chapter out to you, I’ve been sort of blocked on a couple of key scenes, but I finally had a break through today, YAY! So, here’s the next chapter. I really hope you like this chapter. I am still trying to weave in the Smallville story line a little.

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Previously on Penance:

“So did I?” He said softly. He watched as she continued to read his letter to the people of Metropolis and then saw her whole posture change as she finished the letter. Her back stiffened. She looked back at the letter then at the computer screen that he was just at. She looked around the room as though she were looking for someone.

”I want to meet you.” She demanded. “I have to see your face. I have to see you. I want you to show me what you can’t show anyone else. You can trust me, please.” She pleaded; almost slipping and calling him Clark. She knew it was Clark. The letter confirmed it; she’d know his writing anywhere. She knew that he was hiding a secret…that all the Kents were keeping something hidden from her, but she had NEVER suspected it was something this big. She had always suspected that he was infected with the meteor rocks. Growing up in Smallville it would have been really hard not to be. Everything was beginning to make sense.

“I’m sorry, that’s not a good idea.” Clark said sadly. He really did want to tell her about who he really was. He knew that she could be trusted. It just wasn’t safe for her to know who he really is. By knowing his secret she would be in more danger than she ever had put herself into.

”You can come through this, you have to. And when you do…how do you feel about phone booths?”

”They’re fine.” He says as he looks around the phone booth, nervous that she’s spotted him.

”Umm, there’s one on 4th and Main, let’s say midnight. I’ll be there. I hope you’ll be there too. And thank you. If anyone can save Chloe, I know it’s you.” She silently added the name Clark to the end of that sentence. She didn’t hang up the phone until she heard the tell tale click of him hanging up on his end. She smiled, knowing in her heart that the red blue blur was none other than Clark Kent himself. And she secretly hoped that if he did show up and did reveal himself to her, then maybe, just maybe they could finally take what’s between them and start something incredible.

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Clark watched as Lois sat down heavily in her chair. When he returned to his desk he looked at her and feigned ignorance of what had just transpired on the phone.

“Hey Lois, what’s that you got there?” He asked as he pretended not to know what the letter in her hands said.

”Why don’t you tell me, Smallville,” she held the letter up for him to inspect but never relinquished it to him when he made a grab for it, “Where did you go?” she asked him as her eyes narrowed.

”Ahh, I had to use the rest room, if you must know. But I have no idea what that piece of paper is.” He glanced at her quickly trying to hide behind the screen of his computer, he figured if she couldn’t see his face then she couldn’t see the lie written all over it…he was wrong. His acting guilty added fuel to her suspicions.

”Right…the bathroom.” She pursed her lips into a pout; she knew he was lying to her which just confirmed her suspicion about the RBB in her mind. “Well, for your information, this is a letter from the RBB,” she held up the letter and gave it a little shake in his direction, “I just got off the phone with him and he asked me to print this letter for him.” Clark scoffed and laughed at her.

”Ok Lois, like the Red Blue Blur would really call you to just chat.”

”I didn’t say he called to just chat. I said that he called to ask me to print this letter.”

He looked at her wary. “I think you are sleep deprived and are having delusions of grandeur, Lois. Maybe you should head home and get some rest.”

”Or maybe I should stop wasting my time with you and go out there to look for my cousin.” She stood up abruptly, glared angrily at Clark, and stormed out of the bull pen. Clark shook his head sorrowfully, he had not wanted to get Lois angrier with him, and hopefully once this whole situation was resolved he’d be able to smooth things over with her. Maybe Chloe was right. Maybe it was time to tell, yet another someone about his secret. As he sat at his desk pondering his dilemma, his police scanner beeped in with an all points bolo.

”All cars in the vicinity of Lakeshire and Main, dangerous suspect sighted. Proceed with caution. Suspect is wanted for questioning in a multiple murder investigation. Suspect could be armed and is considered extremely dangerous. Repeat, proceed with caution.” The dispatcher’s voice urgently called for back up.

“Davis.” Clark whispered to himself. He quickly changed into his red jacket and jeans and super speeded to Lakeshire and Main. He realized that it was only about 5 minutes from Oliver’s place where Chloe was only guarded by Bart since the others were probably still on their way back from Smallville and the mission at Lex’s mansion. He quickly scanned the area using both his super hearing as well as his super vision. He had to find Davis before the police did. It would be a blood bath if he didn’t. It didn’t take long for him to spot Davis, skulking around the dark ally across the street from the coffee shop that Chloe once frequented daily. He was looking for her but by him being there reassured Clark that Davis had still not located her. Clark took a deep breath trying to calm the anger that rose within him. This was the man that hurt his friend. This was the man who had abused her. He took another deep breath and then he proceeded to cross the street.

Davis must have seen him and he took off running. Clark knew that he wouldn’t be able to use his super speed until he was out of sight of the citizens of the city so he just double his ‘human’ speed and reached the dark alley. He scanned the alley and realized that he had lost Davis, who must have cut through one of the stores’ back doors into the alley. So, now that he was alone, Clark stood in the center of the alley and used his X-ray vision to scan all the stores looking for Davis. He found Davis moving quickly through the kitchen of the Chinese place and he super speeded to the front door to block Davis’s escape.

‘This could work,’ Clark thought to himself. He could capture Davis himself without the guys and then no one would have to get hurt. He could capture Davis and bring him to the fortress which he hopefully could ‘re-boot’ in time to imprison Davis long enough for him to get Ollie or Bruce to the Fortress. They could use the black Kryptonite on him, and separate the man and the beast in relative safety, away from anyone who could get hurt. He could open the portal to the Phantom Zone and dispose of the beast known as Doomsday. Then he could take Davis to the Metropolis police and let the police take care of him. Chloe would be safe. His friends would be safe. Metropolis would be safe. And the world would be safe again. Doomsday would be averted. And he could then tell Lois who and what he was.

Davis saw Clark standing there at the door waiting for him. He wasn’t going to go down without a fight. He turned around and took off running towards the back door once again this time knocking over tables and chairs and anyone who got in the way of his escape. Clark doubled back himself towards the alley, also aware of the fact that the police were probably really close to where they were. He had to get to Davis first. He had to get him before the police showed up. So as soon as Davis stepped out the back door of the restaurant Clark was there waiting for him. Clark grabbed Davis and the super speeded him off to a vacant lot on the out skirts of the city. He didn’t know why he had stopped there and not continued on to the fortress, he just felt that he needed to tell Davis what he was going to do to him. He just felt that he needed Davis to know, to understand that he was going to be free once and for all from the beast that tormented him but he was still going to have to pay for his crimes. Later, Clark would tell everyone that he had made a huge mistake in stopping. He should have continued onto the fortress and explained everything there. Because little did Clark know; he had fallen into Davis’s trap.

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Davis had found Chloe the day before. It was almost as if he had a mental GPS on her. He wasn’t sure how he knew that she was in the huge clock building in the middle of the city, but he knew that she was there. His beastly awareness always pulsed stronger when she was near. He could almost feel her. And so he waited and he watched. He watched the different men that Chloe had known come and go from the building but still she didn’t emerge. He was beginning to doubt his beastly instinct when he looked up to the last window before the clock and there she stood shrouded in silhouette but he would recognize her anywhere. With a sigh of relief he stood sentinel in the alley across from the clock building, he would bide his time. He would wait for the perfect moment to grab her. Being this close to her was actually holding the beast at bay again, so for now, lurking in the shadows was ok…for now.

So, Davis lurked and he plotted as the night slowly descended and by the time darkness had blanketed Metropolis he had a plan of action. He would have Chloe with him once again by this time tomorrow. He smiled in the darkness; his teeth eerily glowed in the darkness of the alley along with the red that began to bleed into his eyes. The beast was no longer content to be this far from her.

Davis knew that if he had wanted to get to Chloe he was going to have to dispose of her body guards. First guard to go would have to be Clark. He was the most powerful of the group of men that surrounded her. And luckily for Davis he knew exactly how to get rid of Clark.

Davis ran the few blocks to the building that housed Dr. Grohl's lab. He stood outside of the building and couldn’t believe that it had only been a couple of weeks ago that he had once asked Chloe to kill him. But luckily for him that liquid meteor rock didn’t, it had the opposite effect. It made him invincible, at least he hoped so; he still wasn’t quite sure about that. He wasn’t going to take any chances though and he knew that the ONLY person capable of even an attempt on his life was Clark. But now he had a way to incapacity him. The only thing he ever had against the other man was the fact that Clark was the one the Chloe always went to for help, and Clark was fully capable of keeping her from him. He needed to dispose of him and then the next one would be Oliver Queen and then that group of guys that hung around him.

Davis let his mind wander for a moment, imaging all the men that kept Chloe from him dead at his feet. He shook his head to clear the images in his mind. He was sure that his just standing in front of the building was drawing attention and he didn’t need to be dealing with any cops right now…he didn’t need to be dealing with anyone in his current condition. He could feel the blood lust creeping through his body. He was too far away from Chloe; the beast was beginning to claw at him from under his skin. He needed to hurry before the beast took over completely. He looked around to make sure that no one was watching what he was doing. When he realized that the only eyes that were watching him were the rats by the dumpster he reached out and pulled the door, easily snapping the chain that was keeping the door barred from any visitors.

Davis quickly entered the dark building and made his way to the lab that Chloe had brought him to. Amongst the sheet covered equipment he saw what he was looking for. He saw the container that contained the liquid meteor rock. With the meteor rock found he needed to find something to hold it, something that he could either put around Clark’s neck or inject him with the liquid meteor rock. Davis began to frantically search the lab for something, anything that would hold the liquid. He was not disappointed. In a metal lined brief case sitting off near a dusty computer was a tranquilizer gun with three empty tranquilizer darts. Davis grinned, he couldn’t believe his luck. He grabbed the three tranquilizer darts and went over to the container and pried the top of the container off, unscrewed the tip of the dart leaving just the plastic vial in his hand. Then he took a deep breath, the meteor rock may not kill him like it will Clark, but he remembered how painful it was the last time he came into contact with the liquid stuff. With a deep breath he prepared himself for the onslaught of pain he knew was coming, he plunged his hand and the tranquilizer dart into the green liquid. He cried out in pain but managed to leave his hand and the vial in the liquid long enough to fill it up. He screwed the tip of the dart back on sealing the green liquid inside. He knew that he should repeat the process again with the other darts but the pain in his hand from the liquid was agonizing. He shook the excess liquid from his hand and wiped his burning hand on one of the sheets, replaced the lid to the container and made his way back to the alley…one dart was going to have to be enough to incapacity Clark.

Davis quickly made his way back to the building that housed Chloe. He just had to bide his time.

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Davis pulled the hood of his sweat shirt down lower over his face and stepped deeper into the alley. The sun had risen a little while ago making his lurking in the alley more noticeable to the passing traffic. He needed to remain anonymous. He needed to remain hidden until it was time to put his plan into motion. He watched as the limo pulled up in front of the building and a few minutes later Oliver Queen, the dark skinned man, and another man that he had never met before excited the building and got into the limo. He watched them drive away and then looked up at the building. That left the boy and Chloe alone in the clock. Davis debated with himself on going into the building at that moment and just taking Chloe, but he realized that to snatch her during daylight was not the smartest of plans. He shook his head no, and decided to stick to the plan that he had concocted the night before. What good would it do him if he snatched her now and then Clark came and took her away? No, he needed to immobilize Clark and the others before Chloe could truly be his once again. So, he waited. He didn’t move from his spot in the alley until darkness once again began to descend upon the city. The moment that night covered him; he slipped from the alley and made his way Lakeshire and Main. That was where his plan was to begin.

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Davis looked at Clark wondering why they had stopped in a lot just outside of Metropolis…not that he was question his good fortune, because then it wouldn’t take him as long to get back to Chloe as he thought it was going to.

”What, Clark?” Davis yelled at Clark. “Why’d you stop? Did you realize that you didn’t have it in you to kill me? And you call yourself her best friend.”

”Davis,” Clark started as much as he wanted to hurt this man before him, that was not what Chloe wanted. She wanted Davis to be brought to justice and that is what she was going to get. “I am doing this for Chloe, not for you. If I could have my way I would destroy you for what you’ve done to her.” Clark took a step towards Davis. Davis smiled. He wanted Clark angry. Anger was distracting. Anger clouded ones mind.

”What I’ve done to her?” Davis yelled at Clark, “I’ve made her mine. She’s mine, Clark. Not yours. Not that guy Queen’s. SHE’S MINE! We are destined to be together, if not in this life then in our deaths. We are going to be together, Clark and there is nothing…NOTHING…you can do to stop it from happening.” Davis laughed manically. Clark realized that the man standing before him was mad. He was beyond mad, he was insane.

“You are insane. Utterly and completely insane, and you are not getting anywhere near Chloe. I’m trying to help you, Davis, listen to me. If you can still think clearly, listen to me. I have away to separate the beast from you. I can free you. But you will still have to serve your time for the crimes that you have committed.”

Davis cackled and his eyes began to get redder and redder, “I’m insane? I’m insane? NO YOU ARE INSANE IF YOU THINK YOU CAN SEPARATE THIS BEAST FROM ME!!!!” He screamed at Clark inching closer to his target, “This beast is part of me, it’s who I am, Clark. God! I don’t want it, but I won’t let you get my hopes up, not again. I am the beast and the beast is me.” Davis cast his eyes down making himself look weak and lost. He played on Clark’s sympathies, drawing Clark closer to him. He knew that Clark was soft hearted and quick to forgive, qualities that were easily manipulated if you knew of them.

“Davis,” Clark said softly putting a comforting hand on his shoulder, a move that was the mistake that Davis was waiting for. Davis gripped Clark’s hand and spun him around so that Clark’s arm was yanked up behind his back. Clark was taken completely by surprise and was unable to react quickly enough.

“Sorry, Clark,” Davis said, “I really don’t have anything against you other than you are keeping me from Chloe. I just couldn’t risk you getting in the way of getting her to come with me tonight. I need her, Clark. She is my soul mate. She is the ONLY one who can control this thing inside me. The darkness doesn’t come out when Chloe is around. There is something about her that makes me human.” Clark felt the sting of the kryptonite dart in the middle of his back where he couldn’t reach it. Davis released him and Clark turned back around to stare in utter shock at Davis. His legs went out from beneath him as the kryptonite drew his strength from him. He rolled over onto his side hoping that it would lessen the pain of the kryptonite. Davis walked over to Clark and kneeled down.

”Don’t worry, Clark, it won’t kill you. There’s only enough meteor rock inside the dart to incapacitate you long enough for me to grab Chloe and be gone far enough away that you could never find us. It will just get you out of the way so that I can do what needs to be done. I am sorry about the pain that it is causing you; really I don’t have anything against you other than the fact that you are trying to stand between Chloe and me. I hope someday, when I have this beast inside of me under control that you and I could get to know one another better. We are, after all, the last of the survivors of our world. Brothers as you said.”

“Don’t do this. Davis, don’t do this. She doesn’t belong to you. Please Davis, you are delusional, you need help. I can help you. I can get you help. Together we can rid you of this beast inside of you. But I can’t do anything like this and Chloe doesn’t want to be with you. Davis, listen to me, she doesn’t want to be with you.” Clark said to Davis as he walked away from him, leaving him writhing in pain.

“You don’t know what you’re talking about.” Davis said over his shoulder as he continued to walk away from Clark, “Chloe and I are meant to be. You are just jealous, why else would she be the only one who can tame this beast?”

”She can’t anymore, can she?” Clark said through gritted teeth. The pain was almost unbearable but the thought of Davis having Chloe again gave him strength to withstand it. “I know what happened the other night. I know what you did to her. I will NOT let you do that to her again.” Clark’s words stopped Davis and he turned around to look at Clark who didn’t have the strength to even stand up on his own two feet.

“And what are you going to do about it, Clark? How are you going to stop me? You can’t even stand, let alone fight me and that’s what it will take for me to not go to her…to get her. She’s mine Clark. It’s destiny. She was always meant for me…” Davis crouched back down to look into Clark’s face. He grabbed Clark by the lapels of his jacket and pulled him up to meet his eyes. Red and Blue clashed in defiance. “Me…she was ALWAYS meant for me. You stole my life, my childhood…you even had a chance to steal Chloe from me. I will not give you this second chance. She’s mine and I am going to take what is mine. Don’t try to stop me, Clark. Really this is the only warning you are going to get from me. I was sent here to destroy you, but I really don’t want to cause you any harm, but I will if you get in my way again. You had your chance with her…I will not give her up again.” He tossed Clark back to the ground. Clark groaned as the dart was forced deeper into his back when he landed on it. He rolled onto his side and watched Davis calmly walk away heading back to Metropolis. He weakly dug his hand into the pocket of his jeans looking for his cell phone, he needed to call someone. He hit the send button and dialed the last number he called. He passed out before he heard anyone answer.

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Lois debated with herself for all of a second before she answered her cell phone. Clark’s name popped up on the caller id.

”Smallville, you had better be calling me to apologize for the ginormous ass that you were being earlier.” She said into the receiver and then waited for his snarky response. When she didn’t get one she got a bad feeling in the pit of her stomach. “Smallville? Smallville, if this is some sort of practical joke, you are sooo not funny. Damn it, Clark, answer me.” All she got in response was silence and then a very faint groan. “CLARK!” She yelled into her phone. “CLARK, WHERE ARE YOU!” She headed back to his desk at the Daily Planet her cell phone practically glued to her ear. She was glad that she hadn’t left the building when she stormed away from him earlier. She quickly looked around the bull pen and realized that he was no where in the room. “Clark, where are you?” She asked mostly to herself, if she focused her hearing through the phone she could barely make out his ragged breathing, at least she hoped it was his breathing and not a figment of her imagination. She sat down at her desk and picked up her land line phone. As quickly as she could she dialed a friend’s number never taking her cell phone from her ear.

“Josh, it’s Lois. I have an emergency. I need your help.”

”Sure, Lo as long as you forget the fifty bucks I owe you.”

“I call you for help and you…never mind, done.”

”Good. What can I do to help my favorite reporter?”

“I need a number traced. It’s a cell number. My friend’s in trouble and I have to find him.”

“K Lo, give me the number.” She quickly told him the number and waited very impatiently for him to give her Clark’s location.

“Edge City? Are you sure? He was just here like fifteen minutes ago. Edge City is easily forty-five minutes away.”

“That is where the number is calling from, Lo. I do, do this for a living, ya know.” Josh said sarcastically.

”I know, thanks.” And she hung up not giving him a chance to reply. She grabbed up her purse and her keys and headed for the elevator. “Hang on, Clark. I’m coming. I’m coming.” She said into her phone, not even knowing if Clark could hear her or not.

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“Kal-El.” Clark could hear someone calling to him. “Kal-El, regain consciousness.” The voice ordered him. “Kal-El, you can not let Doomsday win. The survival of the Earth depends upon it. KAL-EL, YOU WILL OPEN YOUR EYES!”

“Jor-El?” Clark answered briefly without opening his eyes. The pain of the meteor rock was crippling.

“Yes, my son. You need to stay conscious. Doomsday must never be unleashed upon the Earth.”

”I know how to stop him, Jor-El. But the fortress…I need the fortress.” Clark said weakly.

“Then you shall have it. On one condition.”

”What condition?” Clark said in disbelief.

“You must begin your training, my son. I have allowed you to waist too much time, dallying with your human counterparts. It is time. I must have your word, that you will begin your training once you have defeated Doomsday.”

“Jor-El, please…”

”NO! I will have your word or I will disable the fortress permanently.”

“You would destroy the Earth unless I agree to your terms.”

”It seems to be the only way to get you to fulfill your destiny, my son.”

“You have my word.” Clark said weakly and then he opened his eyes fully expecting to see Jor-El standing before him as he had done in the past. Clark was surprised to see nothing but the stars twinkling merrily in the sky at him; was the meteor rock starting to affect his brain, he wondered to himself.

He weakly turned his head to where his cell phone had fallen out of his grasp. He could hear someone screaming to him from it, but he couldn’t make out the voice. It was too garbled. He just closed his eyes once again and let blissful darkness calm the pain.

“CLARK!” Lois yelled through the phone as she drove like a maniac through the streets of down town Metropolis. She could hear him talking to someone…arguing with someone. “CLARK!!! HANG ON I’M COMING! I’M COMING!” She yelled urgently into the phone, hoping that he could hear her because once again everything went silent on his side of the phone.

When Lois reached the location that Josh had given to her she jumped out of her car barely putting it into park before her door was opened. She left the door open and the car running as she ran into the vacant lot. She scanned the area quickly but didn’t see Clark anywhere. All she saw was an abandoned car, a dumpster, a broken TV set, chain link fence that separated a field from the vacant lot. She still held her cell phone to her ear as she looked around frantically for Clark.

“CLARK!” She yelled, hearing herself through her phone as she walked over to the abandoned car. As she neared the car she heard a groan of pain. She walked around the car and finally found Clark dressed in his red jacket, blue shirt, and jeans unconscious on the ground with a glowing green dart sticking out of his back.

“Clark!” She yelled and dropped her cell phone and ran to him. Quickly she kneeled on the ground and pressed two fingers to his neck feeling for a pulse. She heaved a sigh of relief when she found it beating strongly. She scanned him for any life threatening injures and only noticed that he had a large gash on his cheek that she idly thought could need stitches. Other than the gash on his cheek he seemed to be fine except for the tranquilizer dart sticking out of his back. She gently caressed his face; the panic she had felt for the last forty-five minutes began to ebb now that she could see him. Her heart beat began to slow as she wiped the dirt from his uninjured cheek and forehead.

“Lois,” Clark whispered to her, knowing it was she before he even opened his eyes, “the dart.” He said breathlessly and in obvious pain. Lois looked at the dart then back to him trying to decide if she should remove it. Hearing Clark groan in pain once again she made her decision. Tentatively she took hold of the little green glowing dart and pulled it from Clark’s back. Once she removed the dart, Clark rolled on his side away from it. The pain immediately began to subside. Lois brought the dart closer to her face so that she could get a better look at it. She wondered what was in the dart that had caused Clark to be in such pain that he had lost unconsciousness.

“Whoa, check this out, Smallville, I think this is liquid meteor rock. See the greenish glow.” She said to Clark as he rolled back over to face her and pushed the dart into his face so that he could look at it. Clark reacted instinctively and quickly moved away from the dart as though it had been a poisonous snake. Lois also realized that the dart caused him pain so she backed away putting the dart behind her back. As she got the dart far enough away, Lois watched fascinated as Clark’s gash on his cheek miraculously heal instantly and his strength seemed to return to him immediately when there was enough distance between him and the dart. He stood up slowly and faced Lois. Clark knew that he was going to have to tell her the truth right now. There was no more hiding it from her after this. There just was no denial that could explain what had just happened. Lois narrowed her eyes at a completely healed Clark. She quickly scanned what Clark was wearing and Clark watched via her eyes as the pieces fell into place.

“Your cut…it’s gone.” Lois said to him and closed her eyes as the evidence that she was looking for to prove that Clark was more than he pretended to be was right in front of her.

“Lois…” Clark took a couple of steps towards her.

“NO!” She yelled at him. She held up the dart and used it as she spoke to Clark; he took a step back from her away from the dart. “No, I’m not buying it this time, Smallville. The disappearing acts, the half-baked excuses... all this time, I just coughed it up to a classic case of Peter Pan syndrome, but...you're the opposite. You're like...I mean, it’s like you’re some kind of…of…super guy. A super man.”

“Lois, I can explain, if you’d just let me. Please, I can. I just hope you believe me.”

“Okay, well, try me. My shock threshold is pretty high right now.” She threw the dart somewhere behind her and she looked him square in the eyes. She was angry, shocked, thrilled, excited, but mostly she was hurt that he hadn’t trusted her sooner with his secret.

“Lois, well…ahhh…I’m just going to come right out and say this. I am the Red Blue Blur. I’m sorry that I lied to you, but you have to understand I wasn’t lying to you because I wanted to. It was just that I have to keep this a secret. I know I can trust you. I do, I have wanted to tell you for so long now. Chloe has told me countless times to tell you. I just don’t want to put you in even more danger than you get yourself into. The more you know about me the more danger you will be in. Please understand.”

“I knew it! I just knew it! Especially tonight after that phone call. When I was listening to him…to you speak, I just kept picturing you in my mind. And the letter…that was a dead give away. So, Chloe knows, huh. I guess that doesn’t surprise me, who else knows? Start at the beginning, Smallville. What guns do you got in your arsenal?”

Clark took a step closer to her and smiled at her. He was glad that she wasn’t as upset with him as he thought that she would be. Maybe Chloe was right and Lois could have handled knowing sooner. Maybe if he had told Lois sooner things would have been different. “Guess I might as well just throw it all out there. Not too many people know about me. My mom and dad of course, Chloe and Lana, my friend Pete Ross, Oliver and some friends that need to remain nameless for the time being. As for my abilities, I can blast fire out of my eyes.”

“Okay.” Lois said tentatively as her eyes widened a bit and Clark took another step closer.

“I can hear a dog barking from 10 miles away. I can see through solid objects, and I can run faster than the speed of sound. I can bend steel into anything I want to and I can lift trucks like they were toys…” He took another step towards her.

“Wait. Rewind.” She laughed nervously as she pulled her jacket closed over her chest. “Expand on your whole...‘see through things’ thing.”

“No, Lo, I...” He shook his head denying what she was implying. She just put up her hand to stop the flow of words before they started from him. She needed to think, to process everything that he was telling her.

“Look, I have to focus. How did I not put these pieces together? I mean, I-I lived with you, and now we practically work on top of each other. I mean, have I been high this entire time?” She looked up at him.

“The important thing is that you know now.” He said softly. She nodded her head in agreement. He could tell that she was still trying to process everything that she had just found out about him, but unfortunately he didn’t have the time to be standing here talking to her. He needed to get back to Oliver’s apartment and protect Chloe.

“Lois, I need your help. Do you still have the keys to the building that Chloe bought before the wedding?”

“Yeah, of course I do, now that the divorce is final she’s going to need that place to live at. The new tenants are due to move into the apartment in Smallville next week. She was supposed to be working on the building to make the place habitable. But that was before Beasty boy took her.”

“I am going to get Chloe and Davis to you at that building. I need you to keep them there. Whatever happens to me, you need to make sure that Davis and Chloe are safe.”

”DAVIS! Clark, are you insane? He’s the one who kidnapped her. He’s the one that we are trying to keep her hidden from and you want me to bring them BOTH back to her new place. No way. Davis is going to go to jail. That’s where he’s going to go.”

“I just can’t explain everything to you right now but I promise that once this is all over and if I survive, I will tell you everything, no more secrets. But I need to know; do you trust me?”

“Of course I do,” she said without hesitation, “though I don’t know why I should since you’ve been lying to me from the very first moment we meet. But yes, I do trust you and most importantly I trust you with my cousin’s life. Bring her home, Clark, and I will keep both Davis and Chloe at her building until you arrive.”

”Thanks, Lois.” He smiled at her, kissed her cheek, and then sped away leaving Lois amazed.

”Anytime, Smallville.” She smiled and ran to retrieve the dart, then got into her car and sped back to Metropolis to the building that Chloe was going to call home.

TBC…
A/N: Constructive feedback always appreciated. :)