Fic: Man of Steel: A Risk Worth Taking (11/?)
Title: Man of Steel: A Risk Worth Taking (11/?)
Author: Babette babettew54
Canon: Superman (MOS)
Pairings; Characters: Clark/Lois, Martha Kent, Sam Lane, Lucy Lane, Lex Luthor, Bruce Wayne
Rating: M
Word Count: 3,800
Summary: Lois couldn’t decide whether to ask him out or bombard him with questions hopefully to secure the ‘Story of the Century.’
Spoilers: None. It’s just speculation about hand touching in the trailer and what it could mean for Clois. The story continues.
Disclaimer: DC Comics/Warner Bros. Entertainment owns these characters. This is strictly for my own amusement.
Author's Notes: In this next chapter, another benefactor shows up in Metropolis, Erica makes a statement, and later, Superman is wary of another competitor or is he. Please read and review. Thank you! :D
X-posted: (FFN); (A03)
Previously:
( Chapter 1)( Chapter 2)( Chapter 3)( Chapter 4)( Chapter 5)
( Chapter 6)( Chapter 7)(Chapter 8)( Chapter 9)( Chapter 10)
Chapter 11: With a Little Help
Earlier that same day in Metropolis:
The shocking news was now splashed all over the Internet and in national headlines on every newspaper in the country: LEX LUTHOR RUNNING FOR PRESIDENT. That's all anyone can talk about, plus the fact that he had no experience in any form or another didn't seem to matter at least, not at the moment. He was the man of the hour. He could restore Metropolis, set everyone on the right path. And with his knowledge of extra-terrestrials, he would see to it that this type of tragedy never happened again. Superman can't guarantee that, nor can he help the entire country. Luthor was their man.
Bruce Wayne, on his way to Metropolis, calmly read the headlines from various newspapers from around the country, including The Daily Planet. Glancing out the window, they approached the devastated city and wondered again why Luthor was doing this now. "Well, it looks as if we'll have our hands full."
Alfred glanced at the rearview mirror. "Hands full, Sir?" Alfred was skeptical. Mr. Wayne was a masterful juggler, no problems, well except for disappearing for over a year. He had spotted him in Europe with Ms. Kyle and she had returned to Gotham with him. Apparently, they were engaged, and he could not have been more pleased.
"Look around you, Alfred. It's heartbreaking what happened here and it's going to take a long time to fix this if that's even possible." Bruce shook his head and wondered if things could have been different. He glanced at the sky yet again, and no Superman.
Alfred knew what he was thinking. "He'll show up. He always does, at least, that's what I've read in Ms. Lane's articles. She seems to have the inside track on this guy, this Superman."
"Yes, I've read her articles and her editorial about him. She's his champion no doubt about that," Bruce thoughtfully said.
"I agree, well, here we are," Alfred announced. Alfred held the door open for him. He looked up at the towering skyscraper, and it was so, Lex's tower had been spared. His jaw clinched thinking about the past. There was bad blood between them, meaning Lex and Batman. Lex and his gangster syndicate had infiltrated his city years ago, but he had cleaned it up with help from a few of his friends.
Bruce was in Metropolis for one reason at least that was what he told himself. It had nothing to do with Superman. Lex had actually called him concerning a possible backing for his campaign. Bruce managed not to laugh out loud over the phone. He had to meet with Lex in person. He couldn't wait to see the look on his face when he denied his outrageous request.
He turned to Alfred. "This won't take long." Bruce then entered the building and approached the security guard. He recognized him immediately.
'Mr. Wayne, you're expected Sir. Go right up. It's the penthouse suite."
"Of course and thank you," Bruce told him and headed for the elevator. As he patiently waited for the elevator to arrive, one of the other doors opened, and three men walked out. Bruce glanced at them and was immediately suspicious. He thought it was odd that a military man, a high-ranking military man would be there. Not only that, but two suspicious looking gentlemen wearing sunglasses and dark suits, had the General sandwiched between them. "Excuse me, but might I have a word with you General?"
One of Luthor's guards hesitated. Sam saw his chance and delivered an elbow to this ribs knocking to the ground. Bruce immediately grabbed the other one around the neck. Sam helped the other up and held him tight. They were searched, and they had loaded weapons.
"Care to explain yourself?" Bruce asked as he held up the weapon. They were both silent not saying a word. The building security guard had summoned the authorities.
Sam was dumbstruck by his gentleman liberator, and he suspected this was no ordinary guy. He knew what he was doing and how to handle himself.
Meanwhile, Alfred had witnessed the whole scene from outside the revolving doors. He immediately opened the trunk and brought Mr. Wayne the necessary tools to restrain the two men.
Once they were secured, Sam approached the stranger. He held out his hand. "I'm General Sam Lane. Thank you Mr. …?"
Bruce shook his hand. "Wayne, Bruce Wayne of Gotham City," he replied. Did he say 'Lane'?
Sam stared at him, and he did recognize him. "Mr. Wayne thank you for what you did here. I had no idea what they had planned for me."
"Are you saying they wanted to kidnap you?" Bruce was a bit shocked they would do that in the middle of the day with witnesses everywhere. Then he frowned. "Was this Luthor's doing?"
"Yes it was. Do you know him?" Sam was truly worried now. Maybe he was a petty thug behind that expensive business suit just like Luthor.
Before he could answer him, the police sirens abruptly stopped then the two policemen walked in and analyzed the situation. "What happened here?"
Meanwhile, the security guard had contacted Mr. Luthor's office. Minutes later, a furious Lex showed up. He spotted Bruce Wayne with the General and knew that he had a lot of fast talking to do. Taking a few calming breaths, Lex managed to appease everyone and explained that the two gentlemen were his personal security detail and with the looters and unpleasant people in the city, the General needed protection.
A few questions were asked, and then the policemen accepted Luthor's explanations. There was no evidence of any attempted kidnapping had occurred. The General's hands hadn't been tied up, and he hadn't been drugged as far as they could see. The two guards eventually confirmed what Luthor alleged that it was a misunderstanding. They were untied and released. After taking everyone's statements, they left the premises.
Lex hid a smirk. "Mr. Wayne, would you like to head up to my office?"
"I don't have the time. I'll have to reschedule." He turned to the General. "We need to talk."
As Lex watched them leave, he was quiet on the outside, but on the inside he was fuming and ready to hit something hard. That's all he needed ... My two worst enemies with their heads together plotting against me.
Well, I'm not finished yet, not by a long shot.
~o~o~
Meanwhile, later that day in Toronto, Canada:
Erica was skeptical about Clark's plans to reveal to the world everything about herself. Brushing her hair in the mirror, her heart was pounding, but the more she thought about it, it was probably better this way. She would tell her story in her own words and on her own terms.
Clark glanced at her, and he could see she was worried and nervous. She was still a strikingly beautiful woman. Her dark red hair was short-cropped with a few gray hairs, but it framed her face at just the right angles. "Are you sure you're up to this? We can reschedule after you've had a chance to get settled."
"I'm alright," Erica replied as she glanced around her small but comfortable accommodations. This safe house was just what she needed. She felt sheltered and protected.
She glanced at Clark again. He had been so determined to see her through this. He must have things to do, people to see, but apparently, he had made it his mission to protect her and her family. Lena was in the next room with her Father. "I need to get this over with, and Clark," she waited for him to turn to her. "Thank you for helping me."
Clark grinned to give a bit of encouragement. "You're welcome, Erica." The video camera was now set up, and she would tell the world everything that she had told him, and then it would be over for Lex.
He turned on the camera. Sitting up straighter, Erica began her story.
"Hello, my name is Erica del Portenza-Luthor. This is a picture of me and my former husband, Alexander Luthor, on our wedding day." She held up the photograph then continued her shocking and scandalous story.
~o~o~
Later that evening, at Lois' apartment:
Lois had reached Clark, and after listening to him, she was so shocked that she almost dropped her coffee cup. He didn't want to get into too much over the phone, so he was on his way home.
After dinner, Lois was still waiting for him, when a knock came at the door. She opened it, and her Father stood there, but then after he stepped inside, Bruce Wayne was also there. Lois couldn't believe it.
"Good evening, sweetie, I'm sorry to drop in like this, but you know Mr. Wayne, don't you?" Sam made the introductions.
Lois held out her hand, still not saying anything. "Good evening, Lois, may I call you that?" Bruce shook her hand and smiled at her.
She shook her head to clear it. "Of course, come in, come in," Lois replied, finally finding her voice. "Well, this is a surprise," Lois said and wondered how they had met.
"I think you're wondering how I met your Father. It's a long story," Bruce said as if reading her mind. "I'll take some of that coffee if you have any left?"
"Of course, take a seat. Would you like some Daddy?"
"Sure honey, you know how I like it," Sam smiled at her.
"Of course, I do. I'll be right back."
Once in the kitchen, Lois sent her boyfriend a text.
You are not going to believe this.
Clark was at that moment at the Planet offices updating Perry about what had happened in Canada. They were both watching the video. Perry was so shocked, he almost fell out of his chair.
Stepping away from the video for a minute and reading Lois's text messages, Clark wondered what was happening and why Bruce Wayne was in his girlfriend's living room. He had a reputation for being a lady's man and womanizer. His lips thinned. Lois was an incredibly beautiful woman, but she was his. "Perry, I have to leave."
"Oh, alright, I'll lock this in a vault for safe keeping. You never told me what your plans are for releasing it."
While slipping on his coat, Clark pondered his options. "I'm not sure, but the Internet may be our only option."
"Are you sure? I mean, I understand that you didn't want her interviewed by the media because it's not safe, but to shotgun it on the Internet. I don't know about that." Of course, Perry was worried after the last time something like that happened.
"I'm sure. We'll release it first thing tomorrow. I'll see you in the morning. Night, Chief."
"Good night, Clark," Perry said and thought about what this could mean to not only Lex Luthor, but to the entire City. After the video had stopped, he stood up and walked over to the window looked out at his devastated city. This was his home, had been his home his entire life. He shook his head, extremely worried now. We need Luthor's money, and if we don't get it, the City may fall into further disrepair and neglect then fade away into nothing as if it never even existed. He was sure of it.
~o~o~
Minutes later, Clark decided to knock first instead of using his key. Her Father was also there. He was still worried about him finding out about their living arrangements.
Lois opened the door and smiled at him. He nodded his head and glanced at her Father. Lois got the point. "Clark, thank you for coming over. I wanted you to meet Mr. Wayne, and of course you know my Father."
They both stood up when Clark walked in.
"Of course, I do, good evening Sir," Clark said and shook the General's hand.
"How are you Clark? It's nice to see you again," Sam said politely.
"I'm fine, Sir," he replied. He reluctantly turned to Bruce.
"Clark, this is Bruce Wayne. Bruce, this is Clark Kent. Mr. Wayne came to our city with an incredible offer." Lois introduced them.
Its Bruce now, is it? Clark thought, feeling odd. Was that jealousy? He didn't like the feeling at all. He then shook Bruce's hand a bit too tightly.
Bruce inwardly winced, but outwardly, he grinned at him. "It's nice to meet you Mr. Kent. Lois told us that you were new to the Planet. How's it going so far?"
"It's going Ok." He turned to Lois. "Could I speak to you in the kitchen for a minute?"
Lois frowned. "Alright, we'll be right back." She explained to her guests. Once in the kitchen, she pulled his arm. Lois whispered. "That was rude."
"I'm sorry, but what is Bruce Wayne doing in my girlfriend's living room? Is your Father playing matchmaker hoping you two would hook up or something?" He whispered, upset and worried at that idea.
"I cannot believe you would think that. My Father has never tried to hook me up anyone."
Clark felt contrite. "I'm sorry, Lois, but why is he here?"
She pulled his arm. "Come on, I'll let him tell you the story."
They both apologized then Clark sat down, then Bruce and Sam told their story.
Clark was truly shocked. "And you think Luthor was actually trying to kidnap you in broad daylight?" He couldn't believe it. Luthor needed to be stopped.
"Yes, I believe he was," Sam replied. He then went on to explain about everything that he had done, meaning the tracking drone and spying on Superman.
Clark inwardly winced. "It was you, you were behind it?"
Lois glanced at him feeling awful about this.
"Yes, it was me. I did it to protect my daughter and, unfortunately, the last time I talked to him, he refused to stop the tracking. I feel horrible about that."
"Don't worry about it, Daddy, everything will be alright in the morning."
Clark could see that he did regret it. "He's alright, Sir, don't worry about it. I'll explain everything to Superman," Clark said hoping to make him feel better.
Bruce perked up. "You know Superman? Do you know how to contact him?" Bruce was wildly curious. Everyone stared at him then he tried to explain. "Well, everyone is curious about him. He seems unusually slippery and not speaking to anyone, except you Lois." He paused. "Do you know how to reach him?"
"Well, no, he just shows up whenever things get dangerous," she replied and ducked her head. Clark smiled at her. She couldn't help returning his smile.
Bruce picked up on their vibe. It was obvious. They're in love, he thought, but then he thought about it. Clark doesn't seem the least bit suspicious that his girlfriend is being rescued by Superman. I've seen photographs of him from her articles, and he was handsome in a bizarre otherworldly sort of way. He scratched his chin thinking.
Suddenly, Clark heard a familiar noise, and it was definitely close. He glanced at the ceiling, and there it was … the drone again. He stood up suddenly. "I'm sorry, everyone, but I have to head back to the office. Perry and I have to finish up a few things before we take care of urgent business for tomorrow."
"Alright, I'll walk you out," Lois said and wondered what was happening.
"Mr. Wayne and I are both leaving, honey." That was the General.
Everyone went to the door, and the drone was hovering outside the side window just down the hall.
"What in the world is that?" Bruce asked anyone who was listening. He walked over to it. "It's a drone. I've seen those before. The military uses those for scouting purposes, but they're usually in war zones. That's odd." He turned to the General. Lois, Clark and the General were all standing there not saying anything. "You know something? Tell me General."
"There's nothing to tell. It's a mistake. It shouldn't be in civilian territory. I'll take care of it. Don't worry about it," Sam replied and headed for the elevator. So did Clark.
Everyone, including Bruce, left and Lois just stood there staring at it, then it lifted up into the sky. She ran to the window, but it was gone.
~o~o~
Once out onto the street, Clark needed to catch the drone before it returned to Luthor. "I'll see everyone later, good night."
"But …." Sam said, but he walked away so fast he was almost running.
"Your Clark is a strange one," Bruce commented. "Where is he going? Isn't the Planet that way?" He pointed in the opposite direction.
"You're right. It is in the opposite direction." Sam shook his head. "He is strange, but my Lois adores him. I may just see a wedding in their future." Sam liked that idea.
"Really …?" Bruce asked surprised. Then suddenly, they heard a swishing sound. "It's him!" He pointed to the sky. He was thinking, and thinking some more, and then an idea came to him. "Well, I'll say good night."
They shook hands. "Good night, Mr. Wayne and thanks again. I'll just grab a cab from that hotel over there."
"Good night, General." Bruce's car pulled up, he jumped in and then he was gone.
~o~o~
"Alfred, follow that man."
"What man? Alfred had no idea whom he was referring to. "Do you mean the General?"
"No, the one in the sky! Look, there he is!" Bruce exclaimed, excited about finally seeing him in person.
"Alright, give me a second," Alfred said, then leaned out the car window, and then he spotted him. They followed for several miles.
"That's odd he's outside of the Luthor building." Then, they watched the drama unfold.
Clark had caught the drone, but instead of destroying it, he waited for Luthor to come outside.
Luthor was there in the lobby then he saw Superman. Gritting his teeth, he told the guard to get lost. He did.
"Well, well, you finally caught it." Lex said. He was amiable, but inside he was furious.
Instead of saying anything, Clark held it up in front his face and crushed it in palms. It fell to the ground in pieces. "Don't send any more drones, Luthor. Your time is almost up."
Lex frowned wondering what he meant by that statement. "What do you mean?"
Clark didn't answer him but flew up and away.
Lex picked up a piece of the drone, but it was impossible to do anything about it now. Furious and upset, thinking all his plans seemed to be falling apart, he threw it against the wall. He paced back and forth then entered the building. "Clean up that mess," he told the curious guard. He had heard every word.
"Of course," the guard replied. He did as he was told.
Bruce and Alfred had watched the whole scene, and of course, Bruce knew in which direction Superman was headed, back to Lois' apartment.
~o~o~
Lois was pacing back and forth and wondered what was happening. Clark hadn't answered her text. Suddenly, the door opened, and he walked in. "Did you catch it?"
"Yes, I got it. It's gone."
She went to him and held him close. Lois was so relieved. "So it's almost over? Lex will be brought down tomorrow?"
"Yes, it will all be over tomorrow."
Lois pulled away. "But there will be a trial. He will put up a fight."
"That's probably true. He won't confess, but he will be tried and convicted, and he will go to jail for a long time. He'll never see his daughter now," Clark stated the obvious.
"It's such a sad story." She shook her head. Clark had filled her in on all the shocking details.
"I know, but it's all true. " He paused for a moment. "It's a sad cycle of abuse, but it had to stop. Lena won't be influenced by Luthor's hate."
Suddenly, there was a knock at the door. It was Bruce again.
What is he doing back here? Clark thought. Lois was her nightgown and robe, not appropriately dressed. "It's Bruce, I'll speak to him. You're not properly dressed for company." She had on a nightgown underneath her robe, but not much else.
She didn't know Bruce that well, so she reluctantly agreed. "Alright, I'll wait in the bedroom."
Clark opened the door, and Bruce was leaning against the door jab with a knowing expression, his arms crossed and waiting for Clark to admit it.
"Well?" Bruce asked and waited.
Clark frowned. "Well what?"
"Do I have to say it?" Bruce casually walked in, and Clark shut the door. "Where's Lois?"
"That's none of your business. Now look Mr. Wayne ..." Clark began. Those twinges of jealousy came back.
He interrupted him. "Call me Bruce and I'll call you Clark … Superman."
Clark frowned. "You can leave now. Lois is taken, she's mine."
Lois gasped. Clark heard it then he corrected his statement. "Ummm, I didn't mean that the way it sounded. She and I are close, very close."
Bruce held up his hands. "You don't have to worry about me. I'm engaged, now just answer the question."
"What question?" Clark refused to give in.
"Are you Superman or aren't you?" Bruce was getting inpatient.
"Oh, for goodness sakes!" Lois walked in. She was suitably dressed now, in jeans and a sweatshirt which happened to have the 'S' shield on the front.
Bruce tried to keep a straight face, but he failed. He chuckled.
"Lois?" Why did she put on that shirt?
"Clark, Mr. Wayne may have his reasons for asking those questions. Maybe he could use your help in contacting him. Just tell him that you'll help him because I'm tired, it's getting late and I want to cuddle for a while."
Bruce chuckled again.
Clark sighed. "Alright, Mr. Wayne, tell me what you want, and I'll contact Superman."
Bruce gave in. "Fair enough. It's about Lex Luthor."
"Oh, no, what is it now?" Lois reluctantly asked.
TBC!
~o~o~
A/N: I can't tell you how much fun that was to write. *LOL* I so love writing Bruce. Clark's jealous? *dies laughing* Bruce is so awesome, funny, and the best part, he gets on Clark's nerves. Obviously, I'm excited about Bruce being in town. Please tell me your thoughts. Thanks for reading.
Author: Babette babettew54
Canon: Superman (MOS)
Pairings; Characters: Clark/Lois, Martha Kent, Sam Lane, Lucy Lane, Lex Luthor, Bruce Wayne
Rating: M
Word Count: 3,800
Summary: Lois couldn’t decide whether to ask him out or bombard him with questions hopefully to secure the ‘Story of the Century.’
Spoilers: None. It’s just speculation about hand touching in the trailer and what it could mean for Clois. The story continues.
Disclaimer: DC Comics/Warner Bros. Entertainment owns these characters. This is strictly for my own amusement.
Author's Notes: In this next chapter, another benefactor shows up in Metropolis, Erica makes a statement, and later, Superman is wary of another competitor or is he. Please read and review. Thank you! :D
X-posted: (FFN); (A03)
Previously:
( Chapter 1)( Chapter 2)( Chapter 3)( Chapter 4)( Chapter 5)
( Chapter 6)( Chapter 7)(Chapter 8)( Chapter 9)( Chapter 10)
Chapter 11: With a Little Help
Earlier that same day in Metropolis:
The shocking news was now splashed all over the Internet and in national headlines on every newspaper in the country: LEX LUTHOR RUNNING FOR PRESIDENT. That's all anyone can talk about, plus the fact that he had no experience in any form or another didn't seem to matter at least, not at the moment. He was the man of the hour. He could restore Metropolis, set everyone on the right path. And with his knowledge of extra-terrestrials, he would see to it that this type of tragedy never happened again. Superman can't guarantee that, nor can he help the entire country. Luthor was their man.
Bruce Wayne, on his way to Metropolis, calmly read the headlines from various newspapers from around the country, including The Daily Planet. Glancing out the window, they approached the devastated city and wondered again why Luthor was doing this now. "Well, it looks as if we'll have our hands full."
Alfred glanced at the rearview mirror. "Hands full, Sir?" Alfred was skeptical. Mr. Wayne was a masterful juggler, no problems, well except for disappearing for over a year. He had spotted him in Europe with Ms. Kyle and she had returned to Gotham with him. Apparently, they were engaged, and he could not have been more pleased.
"Look around you, Alfred. It's heartbreaking what happened here and it's going to take a long time to fix this if that's even possible." Bruce shook his head and wondered if things could have been different. He glanced at the sky yet again, and no Superman.
Alfred knew what he was thinking. "He'll show up. He always does, at least, that's what I've read in Ms. Lane's articles. She seems to have the inside track on this guy, this Superman."
"Yes, I've read her articles and her editorial about him. She's his champion no doubt about that," Bruce thoughtfully said.
"I agree, well, here we are," Alfred announced. Alfred held the door open for him. He looked up at the towering skyscraper, and it was so, Lex's tower had been spared. His jaw clinched thinking about the past. There was bad blood between them, meaning Lex and Batman. Lex and his gangster syndicate had infiltrated his city years ago, but he had cleaned it up with help from a few of his friends.
Bruce was in Metropolis for one reason at least that was what he told himself. It had nothing to do with Superman. Lex had actually called him concerning a possible backing for his campaign. Bruce managed not to laugh out loud over the phone. He had to meet with Lex in person. He couldn't wait to see the look on his face when he denied his outrageous request.
He turned to Alfred. "This won't take long." Bruce then entered the building and approached the security guard. He recognized him immediately.
'Mr. Wayne, you're expected Sir. Go right up. It's the penthouse suite."
"Of course and thank you," Bruce told him and headed for the elevator. As he patiently waited for the elevator to arrive, one of the other doors opened, and three men walked out. Bruce glanced at them and was immediately suspicious. He thought it was odd that a military man, a high-ranking military man would be there. Not only that, but two suspicious looking gentlemen wearing sunglasses and dark suits, had the General sandwiched between them. "Excuse me, but might I have a word with you General?"
One of Luthor's guards hesitated. Sam saw his chance and delivered an elbow to this ribs knocking to the ground. Bruce immediately grabbed the other one around the neck. Sam helped the other up and held him tight. They were searched, and they had loaded weapons.
"Care to explain yourself?" Bruce asked as he held up the weapon. They were both silent not saying a word. The building security guard had summoned the authorities.
Sam was dumbstruck by his gentleman liberator, and he suspected this was no ordinary guy. He knew what he was doing and how to handle himself.
Meanwhile, Alfred had witnessed the whole scene from outside the revolving doors. He immediately opened the trunk and brought Mr. Wayne the necessary tools to restrain the two men.
Once they were secured, Sam approached the stranger. He held out his hand. "I'm General Sam Lane. Thank you Mr. …?"
Bruce shook his hand. "Wayne, Bruce Wayne of Gotham City," he replied. Did he say 'Lane'?
Sam stared at him, and he did recognize him. "Mr. Wayne thank you for what you did here. I had no idea what they had planned for me."
"Are you saying they wanted to kidnap you?" Bruce was a bit shocked they would do that in the middle of the day with witnesses everywhere. Then he frowned. "Was this Luthor's doing?"
"Yes it was. Do you know him?" Sam was truly worried now. Maybe he was a petty thug behind that expensive business suit just like Luthor.
Before he could answer him, the police sirens abruptly stopped then the two policemen walked in and analyzed the situation. "What happened here?"
Meanwhile, the security guard had contacted Mr. Luthor's office. Minutes later, a furious Lex showed up. He spotted Bruce Wayne with the General and knew that he had a lot of fast talking to do. Taking a few calming breaths, Lex managed to appease everyone and explained that the two gentlemen were his personal security detail and with the looters and unpleasant people in the city, the General needed protection.
A few questions were asked, and then the policemen accepted Luthor's explanations. There was no evidence of any attempted kidnapping had occurred. The General's hands hadn't been tied up, and he hadn't been drugged as far as they could see. The two guards eventually confirmed what Luthor alleged that it was a misunderstanding. They were untied and released. After taking everyone's statements, they left the premises.
Lex hid a smirk. "Mr. Wayne, would you like to head up to my office?"
"I don't have the time. I'll have to reschedule." He turned to the General. "We need to talk."
As Lex watched them leave, he was quiet on the outside, but on the inside he was fuming and ready to hit something hard. That's all he needed ... My two worst enemies with their heads together plotting against me.
Well, I'm not finished yet, not by a long shot.
~o~o~
Meanwhile, later that day in Toronto, Canada:
Erica was skeptical about Clark's plans to reveal to the world everything about herself. Brushing her hair in the mirror, her heart was pounding, but the more she thought about it, it was probably better this way. She would tell her story in her own words and on her own terms.
Clark glanced at her, and he could see she was worried and nervous. She was still a strikingly beautiful woman. Her dark red hair was short-cropped with a few gray hairs, but it framed her face at just the right angles. "Are you sure you're up to this? We can reschedule after you've had a chance to get settled."
"I'm alright," Erica replied as she glanced around her small but comfortable accommodations. This safe house was just what she needed. She felt sheltered and protected.
She glanced at Clark again. He had been so determined to see her through this. He must have things to do, people to see, but apparently, he had made it his mission to protect her and her family. Lena was in the next room with her Father. "I need to get this over with, and Clark," she waited for him to turn to her. "Thank you for helping me."
Clark grinned to give a bit of encouragement. "You're welcome, Erica." The video camera was now set up, and she would tell the world everything that she had told him, and then it would be over for Lex.
He turned on the camera. Sitting up straighter, Erica began her story.
"Hello, my name is Erica del Portenza-Luthor. This is a picture of me and my former husband, Alexander Luthor, on our wedding day." She held up the photograph then continued her shocking and scandalous story.
~o~o~
Later that evening, at Lois' apartment:
Lois had reached Clark, and after listening to him, she was so shocked that she almost dropped her coffee cup. He didn't want to get into too much over the phone, so he was on his way home.
After dinner, Lois was still waiting for him, when a knock came at the door. She opened it, and her Father stood there, but then after he stepped inside, Bruce Wayne was also there. Lois couldn't believe it.
"Good evening, sweetie, I'm sorry to drop in like this, but you know Mr. Wayne, don't you?" Sam made the introductions.
Lois held out her hand, still not saying anything. "Good evening, Lois, may I call you that?" Bruce shook her hand and smiled at her.
She shook her head to clear it. "Of course, come in, come in," Lois replied, finally finding her voice. "Well, this is a surprise," Lois said and wondered how they had met.
"I think you're wondering how I met your Father. It's a long story," Bruce said as if reading her mind. "I'll take some of that coffee if you have any left?"
"Of course, take a seat. Would you like some Daddy?"
"Sure honey, you know how I like it," Sam smiled at her.
"Of course, I do. I'll be right back."
Once in the kitchen, Lois sent her boyfriend a text.
You are not going to believe this.
Clark was at that moment at the Planet offices updating Perry about what had happened in Canada. They were both watching the video. Perry was so shocked, he almost fell out of his chair.
Stepping away from the video for a minute and reading Lois's text messages, Clark wondered what was happening and why Bruce Wayne was in his girlfriend's living room. He had a reputation for being a lady's man and womanizer. His lips thinned. Lois was an incredibly beautiful woman, but she was his. "Perry, I have to leave."
"Oh, alright, I'll lock this in a vault for safe keeping. You never told me what your plans are for releasing it."
While slipping on his coat, Clark pondered his options. "I'm not sure, but the Internet may be our only option."
"Are you sure? I mean, I understand that you didn't want her interviewed by the media because it's not safe, but to shotgun it on the Internet. I don't know about that." Of course, Perry was worried after the last time something like that happened.
"I'm sure. We'll release it first thing tomorrow. I'll see you in the morning. Night, Chief."
"Good night, Clark," Perry said and thought about what this could mean to not only Lex Luthor, but to the entire City. After the video had stopped, he stood up and walked over to the window looked out at his devastated city. This was his home, had been his home his entire life. He shook his head, extremely worried now. We need Luthor's money, and if we don't get it, the City may fall into further disrepair and neglect then fade away into nothing as if it never even existed. He was sure of it.
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Minutes later, Clark decided to knock first instead of using his key. Her Father was also there. He was still worried about him finding out about their living arrangements.
Lois opened the door and smiled at him. He nodded his head and glanced at her Father. Lois got the point. "Clark, thank you for coming over. I wanted you to meet Mr. Wayne, and of course you know my Father."
They both stood up when Clark walked in.
"Of course, I do, good evening Sir," Clark said and shook the General's hand.
"How are you Clark? It's nice to see you again," Sam said politely.
"I'm fine, Sir," he replied. He reluctantly turned to Bruce.
"Clark, this is Bruce Wayne. Bruce, this is Clark Kent. Mr. Wayne came to our city with an incredible offer." Lois introduced them.
Its Bruce now, is it? Clark thought, feeling odd. Was that jealousy? He didn't like the feeling at all. He then shook Bruce's hand a bit too tightly.
Bruce inwardly winced, but outwardly, he grinned at him. "It's nice to meet you Mr. Kent. Lois told us that you were new to the Planet. How's it going so far?"
"It's going Ok." He turned to Lois. "Could I speak to you in the kitchen for a minute?"
Lois frowned. "Alright, we'll be right back." She explained to her guests. Once in the kitchen, she pulled his arm. Lois whispered. "That was rude."
"I'm sorry, but what is Bruce Wayne doing in my girlfriend's living room? Is your Father playing matchmaker hoping you two would hook up or something?" He whispered, upset and worried at that idea.
"I cannot believe you would think that. My Father has never tried to hook me up anyone."
Clark felt contrite. "I'm sorry, Lois, but why is he here?"
She pulled his arm. "Come on, I'll let him tell you the story."
They both apologized then Clark sat down, then Bruce and Sam told their story.
Clark was truly shocked. "And you think Luthor was actually trying to kidnap you in broad daylight?" He couldn't believe it. Luthor needed to be stopped.
"Yes, I believe he was," Sam replied. He then went on to explain about everything that he had done, meaning the tracking drone and spying on Superman.
Clark inwardly winced. "It was you, you were behind it?"
Lois glanced at him feeling awful about this.
"Yes, it was me. I did it to protect my daughter and, unfortunately, the last time I talked to him, he refused to stop the tracking. I feel horrible about that."
"Don't worry about it, Daddy, everything will be alright in the morning."
Clark could see that he did regret it. "He's alright, Sir, don't worry about it. I'll explain everything to Superman," Clark said hoping to make him feel better.
Bruce perked up. "You know Superman? Do you know how to contact him?" Bruce was wildly curious. Everyone stared at him then he tried to explain. "Well, everyone is curious about him. He seems unusually slippery and not speaking to anyone, except you Lois." He paused. "Do you know how to reach him?"
"Well, no, he just shows up whenever things get dangerous," she replied and ducked her head. Clark smiled at her. She couldn't help returning his smile.
Bruce picked up on their vibe. It was obvious. They're in love, he thought, but then he thought about it. Clark doesn't seem the least bit suspicious that his girlfriend is being rescued by Superman. I've seen photographs of him from her articles, and he was handsome in a bizarre otherworldly sort of way. He scratched his chin thinking.
Suddenly, Clark heard a familiar noise, and it was definitely close. He glanced at the ceiling, and there it was … the drone again. He stood up suddenly. "I'm sorry, everyone, but I have to head back to the office. Perry and I have to finish up a few things before we take care of urgent business for tomorrow."
"Alright, I'll walk you out," Lois said and wondered what was happening.
"Mr. Wayne and I are both leaving, honey." That was the General.
Everyone went to the door, and the drone was hovering outside the side window just down the hall.
"What in the world is that?" Bruce asked anyone who was listening. He walked over to it. "It's a drone. I've seen those before. The military uses those for scouting purposes, but they're usually in war zones. That's odd." He turned to the General. Lois, Clark and the General were all standing there not saying anything. "You know something? Tell me General."
"There's nothing to tell. It's a mistake. It shouldn't be in civilian territory. I'll take care of it. Don't worry about it," Sam replied and headed for the elevator. So did Clark.
Everyone, including Bruce, left and Lois just stood there staring at it, then it lifted up into the sky. She ran to the window, but it was gone.
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Once out onto the street, Clark needed to catch the drone before it returned to Luthor. "I'll see everyone later, good night."
"But …." Sam said, but he walked away so fast he was almost running.
"Your Clark is a strange one," Bruce commented. "Where is he going? Isn't the Planet that way?" He pointed in the opposite direction.
"You're right. It is in the opposite direction." Sam shook his head. "He is strange, but my Lois adores him. I may just see a wedding in their future." Sam liked that idea.
"Really …?" Bruce asked surprised. Then suddenly, they heard a swishing sound. "It's him!" He pointed to the sky. He was thinking, and thinking some more, and then an idea came to him. "Well, I'll say good night."
They shook hands. "Good night, Mr. Wayne and thanks again. I'll just grab a cab from that hotel over there."
"Good night, General." Bruce's car pulled up, he jumped in and then he was gone.
~o~o~
"Alfred, follow that man."
"What man? Alfred had no idea whom he was referring to. "Do you mean the General?"
"No, the one in the sky! Look, there he is!" Bruce exclaimed, excited about finally seeing him in person.
"Alright, give me a second," Alfred said, then leaned out the car window, and then he spotted him. They followed for several miles.
"That's odd he's outside of the Luthor building." Then, they watched the drama unfold.
Clark had caught the drone, but instead of destroying it, he waited for Luthor to come outside.
Luthor was there in the lobby then he saw Superman. Gritting his teeth, he told the guard to get lost. He did.
"Well, well, you finally caught it." Lex said. He was amiable, but inside he was furious.
Instead of saying anything, Clark held it up in front his face and crushed it in palms. It fell to the ground in pieces. "Don't send any more drones, Luthor. Your time is almost up."
Lex frowned wondering what he meant by that statement. "What do you mean?"
Clark didn't answer him but flew up and away.
Lex picked up a piece of the drone, but it was impossible to do anything about it now. Furious and upset, thinking all his plans seemed to be falling apart, he threw it against the wall. He paced back and forth then entered the building. "Clean up that mess," he told the curious guard. He had heard every word.
"Of course," the guard replied. He did as he was told.
Bruce and Alfred had watched the whole scene, and of course, Bruce knew in which direction Superman was headed, back to Lois' apartment.
~o~o~
Lois was pacing back and forth and wondered what was happening. Clark hadn't answered her text. Suddenly, the door opened, and he walked in. "Did you catch it?"
"Yes, I got it. It's gone."
She went to him and held him close. Lois was so relieved. "So it's almost over? Lex will be brought down tomorrow?"
"Yes, it will all be over tomorrow."
Lois pulled away. "But there will be a trial. He will put up a fight."
"That's probably true. He won't confess, but he will be tried and convicted, and he will go to jail for a long time. He'll never see his daughter now," Clark stated the obvious.
"It's such a sad story." She shook her head. Clark had filled her in on all the shocking details.
"I know, but it's all true. " He paused for a moment. "It's a sad cycle of abuse, but it had to stop. Lena won't be influenced by Luthor's hate."
Suddenly, there was a knock at the door. It was Bruce again.
What is he doing back here? Clark thought. Lois was her nightgown and robe, not appropriately dressed. "It's Bruce, I'll speak to him. You're not properly dressed for company." She had on a nightgown underneath her robe, but not much else.
She didn't know Bruce that well, so she reluctantly agreed. "Alright, I'll wait in the bedroom."
Clark opened the door, and Bruce was leaning against the door jab with a knowing expression, his arms crossed and waiting for Clark to admit it.
"Well?" Bruce asked and waited.
Clark frowned. "Well what?"
"Do I have to say it?" Bruce casually walked in, and Clark shut the door. "Where's Lois?"
"That's none of your business. Now look Mr. Wayne ..." Clark began. Those twinges of jealousy came back.
He interrupted him. "Call me Bruce and I'll call you Clark … Superman."
Clark frowned. "You can leave now. Lois is taken, she's mine."
Lois gasped. Clark heard it then he corrected his statement. "Ummm, I didn't mean that the way it sounded. She and I are close, very close."
Bruce held up his hands. "You don't have to worry about me. I'm engaged, now just answer the question."
"What question?" Clark refused to give in.
"Are you Superman or aren't you?" Bruce was getting inpatient.
"Oh, for goodness sakes!" Lois walked in. She was suitably dressed now, in jeans and a sweatshirt which happened to have the 'S' shield on the front.
Bruce tried to keep a straight face, but he failed. He chuckled.
"Lois?" Why did she put on that shirt?
"Clark, Mr. Wayne may have his reasons for asking those questions. Maybe he could use your help in contacting him. Just tell him that you'll help him because I'm tired, it's getting late and I want to cuddle for a while."
Bruce chuckled again.
Clark sighed. "Alright, Mr. Wayne, tell me what you want, and I'll contact Superman."
Bruce gave in. "Fair enough. It's about Lex Luthor."
"Oh, no, what is it now?" Lois reluctantly asked.
TBC!
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A/N: I can't tell you how much fun that was to write. *LOL* I so love writing Bruce. Clark's jealous? *dies laughing* Bruce is so awesome, funny, and the best part, he gets on Clark's nerves. Obviously, I'm excited about Bruce being in town. Please tell me your thoughts. Thanks for reading.