Pairings/Characters: (this chapter): Clark/Lex, Chloe Sullivan, Martha Kent, Lois Lane
Categories: Drama, Fix-It
Rating (this chapter): PG-13
Spoilers: "Nemesis" (Season 6)
General Summary: Being trapped in a cave-in brings out certain hidden truths for Clark and Lex.
Summary: Clark’s loved ones realize that Lex is now back in that category.
Date Of Completion: September 2, 2007
Date Of Posting: September 4, 2007
Disclaimer: I don’t own ‘em, DC and Warner Brothers do, more’s the pity.
Word Count: 1998
Feedback welcome and appreciated.
Author’s Note: I used the episode, "Nemesis" as the jumping-off point for this story. It follows the aired script for the beginning scenes, slightly changing how Clark and Lex meet up, and veers off from there. All chapters can be found here.
I fudged a little by allowing Lionel to get out of the hospital a lot quicker than he should have, and I didn’t give an explanation for the Lexana pregnancy as the show hasn’t yet.
Lex certainly hoped he would end up with angel’s wings instead of a red union suit, but there was no sound, smell, sight, touch, or taste for the space of seconds, or maybe it was centuries. Stars began to pinwheel in his darkness and he coughed harshly.
He stirred, groaning at the sudden feeling of sharp cuts and bruises on his arms and face. He opened his eyes, bolting upright.
He looked around frantically. Where was Clark?
He saw a blood-streaked arm and began to dig at the mound of dirt like a man possessed.
He can’t be dead, not after what we said to each other, don’t leave me alone, Clark, I need you so much!
His digging finally succeeded in uncovering most of Clark, who was motionless. Lex felt for a pulse, fear clawing at his insides until he felt…there!…something thready, but there.
“Clark, wake up, we survived. Somehow we’re still here!” Worry gnawed at him at the lack of response. “Clark?”
Eyes fluttered open. “Lex?” The voice was so faint that Lex could barely hear it.
“Yes, I’m here. We’re here. Still ticking after a helluva licking!”
Tiny laugh. “Good.” Clark’s skin was definitely showing a greenish cast. “I…still love you…you know.”
A smile broke out on Lex’s face. “I still love you, too.”
I’ve always loved you.
“Good.” Clark closed his eyes, lashes glittering.
“Hallo! Anyone in there?”
Lex turned and shouted, “We’re in here! This way!” A weak hand grasped his wrist. “What, Clark?”
“I…the sun…when they get me out there, I’ll start to heal. That piece…of meteor rock…” Clark pointed at a small piece the size of a golf ball. “Slip it into my jeans pocket.”
“Are you crazy? This stuff will kill you!”
“I have to have it. Otherwise…” Clark coughed, grimacing as it hurt, “…if I heal too quickly, they’ll know something’s up. Stay with me, Lex. At the hospital, make sure to get rid of it. Then make sure I’m released so that I can heal at home.”
“All right.” Reluctantly Lex picked up the rock and brought it closer to Clark, who winced. “I really don’t think…”
Lex slipped it into Clark’s jeans pocket just as the rescuers appeared at the end of the tunnel.
& & & & & &
Lex had hovered the entire time the rescuers were digging out Clark, and now was walking beside the stretcher as the EMTs hurried toward the ambulance. He was stopped by a cold voice.
“I see you survived.”
He turned to see a furious Chloe as her eyes darted to Clark.
“I did.” As she moved toward Clark he said, “He wants me with him.”
Anger flashed in blue eyes. “Really? What gives you the right?”
Lex knew that it was going to be like this for a long time. Maybe forever. He could survive it, if Clark would keep loving him.
“He told me everything.” At Chloe’s shocked look, he said, “He was dying, Chloe. He probably wouldn’t have said a word otherwise.” That hurt but after learning the reasons why, he could live with it. “I have to be with him.” His voice grew very soft. “I know I hurt you…about your mother. I’ve hurt a lot of people. I had…reasons…but I’m not going to be that man you hate so much anymore. Not with his help.”
Chloe watched as Clark’s stretcher was lifted into the ambulance. “He got to you, didn’t he?”
“He always has.”
Chloe turned back to look at him. “He’s always loved you, Lex. Lana was a smokescreen and he loves me as a friend. Lois, too. You’ve always been the one to light his eyes up.” Her tone grew cold. “You’ve been given a second chance, Lex. Don’t blow it. And if you hurt him again this time around, my friend, I’ll kill you.”
Chloe walked away toward her car, and Lex watched her go, then wiped blood off his hand onto his dirt-stained shirt as he headed for the ambulance.
& & & & & &
The hospital emergency room was chaotically efficient, and the doctors and nurses worked on Clark, giving him shots and trying to stop the bleeding. At first Lex was confused, as invulnerability shouldn’t have allowed the shots to pierce Clark’s skin, then he remembered that Clark was powerless with the meteor rocks, and he still had one in his pocket.
Not to mention the fine green dust that coated his hair, skin, and clothes.
Nervously he shifted from foot-to-foot.
The voice beside him was laced with shock. He turned to see Martha Kent standing there with a look of incomprehension on her face.
Lex took her hand and drew her away. “Clark got stuck in tunnels that collapsed.” He decided not to go into detail at the moment. “He was hurt.”
Martha bit her lip, obviously not wanting to ask too many questions but wild with worry. Lex said, “The meteor rocks were all around us. He’s covered in rock dust.”
Shock crossed her lovely face. “How do you know…?” Her green eyes narrowed. “How much do you know, Lex?”
“Everything,” he said simply.
She tried to process that, then said, “Why did he tell you?”
“He thought he was dying.” Please, don’t let him slip away now! “He thought we both wouldn’t get out.”
Martha looked wary and Lex didn’t blame her. He didn’t know if he could ever make up for all the rotten things he’d done in the past few years.
He intended to try, even if it took the rest of his life.
Lex squeezed Martha’s hand. “I won’t betray him, Mrs. Kent. I know you have no reason to believe that, but it’s true.”
Martha looked into his eyes, Lex seeing the knowledge dawn in her eyes of the truth of what was between him and Clark.
A mother always knows.
“Be good to him, Lex,” Martha whispered, and Lex nodded.
“Mrs. K.! What’s going on here?” The worried-yet-angry voice of Lois Lane interrupted. “What the hell are you doing here, Lex?”
“Keeping close by.”
Lois snorted. Her hazel eyes looked at his bloodied, torn clothes. “So Clark got you out of that place? What were you doing down there, anyway?”
Lois Lane could be pushy, arrogant, and demanding, but the woman was intensely loyal to her friends and had as good a nose for news as her cousin Chloe, who was standing beside her and enjoying Lex’s discomfiture. Carefully Lex said, “Just some renovations for the plant. Listen, could you take Mrs. Kent down to the cafeteria for coffee?”
Lois frowned but cupped Martha’s elbow. “Come on, Mrs. K., Chloe. Oh, and we’ll be back, Lex.”
Lex suddenly remembered Lana as he watched the shapely Lois walk away. He took out his cellphone but received no answer.
He had to speak to Lana, and it wasn’t going to go well.
He sighed as the door to the cubicle area opened. “Mr. Luthor?”
“Yes, Dr. Hansen?”
The doctor looked around. “Is Mr. Kent’s family here?”
“I’m his best friend, Doctor.”
The doctor looked dubious, obviously uncertain. Smallville was a small town and people gossiped. The rift between him and Clark was well-known by now.
“He’s weak but we stopped the bleeding. He’s got two cracked ribs and severe bruising on places like his torso and legs. His head wound will likely cause him some headache, but it should be okay. We’re keeping him in the hospital tonight for observation.”
Lex bit his lip. That damned meteor rock would have to stay with Clark. If he was wearing a hospital johnny, Lex would have to make sure it was close by so that Clark didn’t heal too quickly.
Odd, but how like you that is, Clark. And don’t worry, I’ll make sure no one knows your Secret.
He suddenly thought of his father. Did Lionel know? Lex’s instincts were screaming that he did. That could cause some serious complications. His father would have survived his surgery, caused from the tunnel collapse, because he was too ornery to kill.
He suddenly felt very tired. He leaned back against the wall.
& & & & & &
Clark had finally been moved to a private room. Lex entered quietly, the beeping of the monitors the only sound in the room.
He approached the bed cautiously. Clark was looking a little better as rays of sunlight peeked through the closed blinds. Maybe he could ask Martha to leave a request to keep them closed until they could get Clark out of here tomorrow.
He felt a little giddy. Being part of the Secret and working with women such as Martha and Chloe whom he admired would be a twist.
Of course, Chloe would probably just as soon cut his heart out after the fiasco with her mother, and that was okay. If someone had done the same thing to his mother, he wouldn’t welcome them with open arms, either.
He made a note to get the experimental drug shipped to the facility in which Mrs. Sullivan resided, and once she was back in the world again he would assure the woman that he wouldn’t use her powers of control over meteor freaks ever again.
As he stood by the bed, he wondered at how all the rage and fear had slipped away during that brief time in the tunnels. Clark had told him his Secret, and the fact that he might never have done so if he hadn’t thought they were facing imminent death didn’t bother him very much. The important thing was that he knew now, and he was going to keep Clark safe with every ounce of power and money he possessed.
Clark stirred, his eyes fluttering open. “Lex?”
“Right here.” Lex took Clark’s hand. “How do you feel?”
“Weak.” Clark’s voice reflected the word. “Why am I still here?”
“The doctors want to keep you overnight for observation.” At Clark’s grimace, he said, “I couldn’t think of a way to persuade them to change their mind without arousing suspicion.”
A faint smile curved Clark’s lips. “Already protecting?”
Lex chuckled softly. “Appears so.” He squeezed Clark’s hand. “Do you really need that rock near you anymore? Can’t you get by with the blinds closed until tomorrow morning?”
“I think so.”
Relief swept Lex. He didn’t like those meteor rocks at all. Besides, there was bound to be fine dust still in Clark’s hair and that could keep him from healing too quickly.
“Yes?” Lex came closer.
“I love you.”
A mix of sadness and giddiness filled Lex. “You may regret that.”
“There’s always that possibility, but somehow I doubt it.”
Clark’s eyes were stunning emerald windows into his soul, and Lex knew he was lost.
“You’d better get home and get some rest. Have the doctors looked at you?” Clark frowned.
“They have. Just some cuts and bruises.” Lex looked down. “Clark, I…”
“We’ll talk more when I get out of here.” It was Clark’s turn to squeeze Lex’s hand. “Go home and clean up and get some rest. I think you’re going to need it in the days ahead.”
Lex looked up. He had worked hard to be accepted to some degree in Smallville when he had first arrived, and had squandered all that goodwill. He was going to have to work twice as hard this time around, and there would be people who would never forgive him.
But he could handle that, as long as one person forgave him.
“All right.” Lex allowed a small smile to grace his face. “I’ll see you first thing in the morning.”
He began to lean forward, then hesitated. Clark smiled and his eyes invited Lex to kiss him, a gentle, easy kiss that promised so much more.
Lex left the hospital, a dark weight off his shoulders, though his doubts were still there, waiting at the edges of his mind.