Fandom: Smallville AU
Over All Rating: NC-17 THERE BE SEX IN THIS FIC!!! BEWARE!! BEWARE!!!
Chapter Rating: PG
Disclaimer: I do not own Smallville/DC or the characters. I am just playing with them.
Summary: A fan fic challenge from Lilmoochie Write a Halloween Chlollie fic.
A/N: To all my wonderful friends here on the web, I am so sorry that it’s taken so long to finish this fic. It was never my intention to keep all my readers hanging for as long as I did…thank you for your patience. Real life kind of got in the way of my Chlollie habit and my writing took a back seat, my muse went on vacation and just returned. :D I hope you all enjoy the conclusion to this fic which was supposed to be a quick short little ficlet and it morphed into a monster of a fic. :D LOL
Thank you all so much for reading. I do hope you enjoy the ending. Comments and Constructive feedback is always appreciated.
Previously on Back to the Future:
”Come on, you owe me a coffee and a LONG conversation.” She grabbed a handful of his shirt and pulled him after her towards the door. “You don’t mind watching the rug rat do ya, Chlo?” She didn’t even wait for an answer before she pulled Clark to the door.
”Talk to you soon, Clark.” Oliver hollered after them as the others chuckled at poor Clark. Jonny just shook his head at his parents, completely used to their ways and continued to eat his breakfast.
The walk to the coffee shop just at the corner of the street was silent and awkward. Clark wanted to speak but one look at Lois, who was walking angrily through the crowded sidewalk, he knew it was best to just let her get her coffee and for her to start the conversation. Waiting for her to speak to him was the longest 10 minutes of his life. For a man who couldn’t sweat he swore that he could feel the perspiration begin to bead on his forehead. Once she had her coffee she grabbed his hand, squeezed it reassuringly, and then proceeded to drag him out of the coffee shop.
“Clark,” she said as she turned to him, “this is huge! I mean really GYNORMOUS! You’re the BLUR!” she yelled excitedly and startled the people that were standing next to them at the corner who were also waiting for the walk signal to turn. Clark looked down at her like she had lost her mind and snickered, fully aware that people were staring at them curiously due to her loud outburst.
“Oh Lois, you’re such a kidder.” He chuckled as he prodded her forward across the street and away from prying ears once the walk signal turned white. “Why don’t we take this conversation to a place a little more private? Like my place.” He looked down at her.
“Your place?” She said quizzically, “Smallville, have you lost your brai…” she never finished her sentence because her breath was knocked from her as she found herself traveling at the speed of light to a white frozen tundra. The only sight for miles besides the white of snow was the giant crystal structure.
Lois was in awe of the crystal structure. She felt as though she had been there before. And as she slowly exhaled, she realized that she was standing before Heaven…or rather what she had believed was Heaven on Dark Thursday.
“Clark,” she said breathlessly, “this…” she looked around in astonishment, “you mean…this is YOUR place? THIS?” she pointed to the crystal tower before her. “Wait a minute; I’ve been here before…this is my Heaven. This is where I was when I thought I had died.” She shivered and she wasn’t sure if it were from the cold or from the thought that she had come so close to dying.
“Yeah, this is my place and yes, you have been here before. Let’s get you inside before you freeze to death.” Clark smiled at her as they made their way to his sanctuary, his Fortress of Solitude. As they entered Clark’s ice palace, Lois noticed that the temperature began to rise with each step into the building she felt warmer and warmer.
“Hello, Kal El.” She heard a male voice boom from every crevice around her. It was as if the place were a live and had welcomed him home. “I see you have brought a visitor, Hello Miss Lane, it’s a pleasure to have you visit again.” Lois could almost hear the voice smile at her. She could picture an older man not unlike Mr. Kent greeting her.
“Clark?” She said as she turned to look at him questioning him without having to voice her question.
“Lois, there’s a lot to tell you. I don’t even know where to start.” He looked around trying to think of the best way to tell her that he was the only surviving member of an alien world light years from Earth.
“The beginning is always a good place to start, Smallville.” She looked at him expectantly.
“Well, huh…” he looked away from her and began to rub the back of his neck, a clear sign to Lois that Clark was really struggling with whatever it was he was trying to tell her.
“Clark, just tell me. Whatever it is you can tell me, I promise I’ll understand.”
He smiled sadly at her, knowing that she probably wouldn’t understand, that no one could really understand what he was or has been going through.
“You may want to sit down for this, Lois…it’s going to be a bit of a shock to you. See, I’m not like everyone else…” Lois jumped up out of her seat and began to pace in front of him very much the same way Chloe does when she’s agitated too.
“I know that, Clark,” Lois waved her hands in the air in a dismissing manner, “hello you ARE the BLUR!” She stopped pacing and pointed at him. “I mean if everyone were like you,” she started pacing again, “then there would be no need for you…err the Blur…err you…whatever, you know what I mean….”
“Lois, stop. Sit down and let me finish please.” She turned to look at Clark in shock at his assertiveness, but sat down and remained quiet so that he could finish telling her what he had started to.
“Thank you. Look the reason I’m not like everyone else is because I’m not from around here.”
“Where are you from, Clark, New York? Boston? Washington? I know your parents adopted you already…”
Lois, no. Farther than that.”
“Are you telling me that you weren’t born in the US?” She looked at him.
“Yes, you could say that. I was born far away from the US….”
“OH MY GOD! You’re Russian! That’s why we’re here in this ice palace; we’re in Russia! It’s ok, Clark, I’ve known a few Rusckies in my life time…not all Russians are bad…”
“Lois! Stop, I’m not Russian, not that it would have been a bad thing had I been Russian, but I’m not. I was raised in the US.”
“Phew, thank God…that would have been a hard sell to the General if you had been.”
“Lois, this is going to be a secret that you will have to keep from the General. You will have to keep my secret from everyone you love. Can you do that? Can I trust you with the most important secret I have? Can I trust you with my life?”
“Whoa, Smallville, getting a bit melodramatic there.” She giggled.
“Lois, I am serious. I’m not from Russia but if someone were to find out my secret it would be worse.”
“Clark, you’re starting to make me nervous, just tell me already.”
“Fine. Ok. Here goes,” he took a deep breath and paused dramatically, “my name is Kal El. And I am the only surviving member of my planet, Krypton. It was destroyed when I was an infant and my birth parents Lara and Jor El sent me to Earth to be raised by my parents Martha and Jonathan Kent in Smallville.”
The laughter started softly as a giggle but quickly it erupted from her lips.
“You can’t be serious, Clark.” She said as she wiped tears from her eyes. “You are an alien? You are telling me that you are an alien? Did I just hear you right?” she snickered; he had to be pulling her leg.
“Yes, Lois, I am serious. I am an alien, born far away on some distant planet.”
She looked over at him, her laughter dying once she realized he wasn’t joking with her. “Oh, Clark,” her demeanor changed swiftly from joyful to sad, “I know some people who can help you with your delusions…it won’t be so bad once we find the right person to help you and you get the treatment you need.”
“I’m not delusional, Lois.” Clark was starting to get irritated, how was he going to get Lois to understand let alone believe him? His eyes lit up when he realized how he was going to get her to understand…Jor El was going to have to tell her himself. “Lois, come with me.” He motioned to the panel that held all the crystals of knowledge. He searched for one for a moment then he placed it gently into a slot, “hold onto my hand this is going to be a bit dizzying for you.” She quickly walked over to him and just as she grabbed his hand and was going to say something the entire room that they were in went black. Lois felt like she was in an anti-gravity chamber as she began to feel like she were floating. Her grip on Clark’s hand tightened as she tried to keep her balance.
“Clark? What’s going on?” She asked him as she tried to keep her panic at bay.
“Just relax, everything’s ok. I’m right here with you. I just want…no I just NEED you to understand, Lois.”
“Ok, ok I get that but couldn’t we have done that with my feet still planet on terra firma? Clark, I’m sorry I thought you were…”
“Kal El, my son.” Jor El appeared in front of them not exactly how Lois had pictured him in her mind but still his face matched the voice.
“Jor El, this is Lois. You have met before. Please, can you tell her of my origins and how I arrived here on Earth?”
“Of course, my son.” And before her eyes the darkness vanished and she was amidst chaos. Watching but not interacting. “These images that you see, Lois Lane, are of the past…the far distant past. Kal El’s past. You can not stop what is about to happen nor can you interact with the persons that you see. Watch. Absorb this knowledge which Kal El is giving to you so that one day you may help him in the future.”
Around her massive brightly glowing energy columns encircle a lab in which Jor El worked in the center. His hands swiftly glided over portions of a gleaming, silvery object as he placed a crystal inside it which responded to him with throbbing lights. A beautiful tall blond woman entered the lab carrying a baby swaddled in three blankets of' red, blue, and yellow and Lois could tell that she was seeing Clark with his biological mother, even though he had his father’s looks he had inherited his mother’s eyes. It was with her eyes that he was watching her intently. There was a sad look on Clark’s mother’s face as she watched Jor El who turned when he sensed her presence. “That is my mother, my biological mother, Lara.” Clark said to Lois softly.
“She’s beautiful, Clark. You have her eyes.” She said as she continued to watch the events unfold before her.
“Have you ... .finished?” Lara asked her husband.
“Very nearly.” Jor El replied softly.
Lara turned away, and shut her eyes tightly, Lois could almost feel her wishing that she didn’t have to do what she knew she was going to have to do. Jor El walked over to her and enveloped her in his strong arms.
“It's the only answer, Lara.” He said softly, sadly. He too, didn’t want to send his son off into the cold darkness of space, but he knew what would happen if Kal El should remain.” If he remains here he will die,” he paused and made her look at him, “as surely as we will.”
Tearing up and gripping Kal El tighter in her arms Lara asked, “But why Earth, Jor-El? They're primitives. They’re thousands of years behind us.”
“He will need that advantage to survive. Their atmosphere will sustain him...”
“He will defy their gravity...” She argued.
“He will look like one of them.” Jor El reasoned.
“But he won't be one of them.” She looked down at her son.
“His dense molecular structure will make him strong...” He reassured her. “He’ll be fast. Virtually invulnerable...”
“Isolated. Alone...” She whispered. Jor El looked at her, compassion for her anguish on his face but strength in knowing that what they did was right in his eyes.
“He will not be alone. He will NEVER... be alone. We will always be with him, by his side. He will be loved by us from afar. I have made sure that he WILL know us. I promise you, my love, our son will grow up to be a man we will be proud of. But time is running short, my love, we have to move quickly. We must say our good-byes now and send Kal El on his way.” Lara’s eyes fluttered close as tears spilled from her eye lashes. Lois watched in horror as the bright white light that lit Jor El’s lab turned to a blood red color. She watched the panic in the parents’ eyes and the sadness as they laid tiny Kal El into the ship that would carry him safely to Earth. Tears fell from her own eyes as she watched Lara lean over the edge and kiss her son for the last time and sobs escaped her as she listened to a father’s fare well to his only son.
“You will travel far, my little Kal-El. But I will never leave you. Even in the face of my death the richness of my life shall be yours. All that I have learned, everything I feel, all of this and more I have bequeathed to you, my son. You shall carry me inside you all your days. You will make my strength your own, see my life through your eyes, as your life will be seen through mine. The son becomes the father, the father becomes the son. This is all that I can send with you, Kal-El, and not near so rich a gift as that your mother sends along. Her...love.”
A tremor suddenly shook the ground - a thin fissure appeared on the wall of the lab.
The massive energy columns throbbed with red light. The baby had been fastened in the module, wrapped in his blankets. Lara reluctantly stepped back as Jor El secured and sealed all the openings. The module door automatically closed and baby Clark/ baby Kal El was sealed inside.
A glass wall facing the capsule slid open. The launcher raised. The ceiling above retracted, exposing the doomed red glow of Krypton.
The room shook in a violent tremor as Jor El tried to get the engines fired. The energy columns flared at feverish pitch. Suddenly a huge tremor dislodged a mass of crystal which crashed down, obliterating the aura.
The tremors continued in the lab. Tons of crystal crash down into the room as Jor El frantically tried to fire the rocket. With a last desperate effort he lunged forward through the tumbling debris and struck the control which ignited the module. With a deafening roar, the rocket started to glide off into the night as the house began to collapse, the energy columns shattered under the strain. The module raced away from the disintegrating planet. Lois and Clark watched helplessly as Jor El and Lara were buried beneath a cascading shower of debris, clinging together desperately in the moment of their death as their child was whisked away to safety. The House collapsed in ruins. The capsule headed out into the intergalactic void as the red sun ate its way into the core of the planet and Krypton suddenly imploded - leaving a vast black void. The module sped through space to the accompaniment of steady electronic pulsing. The child within safe and secure unaware of what had just happened to his parents, to his people, to his planet.
The room was dark once again and silent all but the sobs coming from Lois.
“Clark,” she sobbed as she turned to him, “oh Clark, I’m so sorry. I’m so sorry.” She hugged him as the room once again returned to the white of the crystal.
“Shhhh, Lois, I didn’t show you that to make you upset…I just wanted you to know…to believe me. You have to know, Lois, you have to understand.” She looked up at him, tears leaking from her lashes; to him she looked like the most beautiful creature in the universe.
“Why?” She sniffled, “why did you have to show me that? Why is it so important to you that I know your secret, Clark?”
He smiled a little, “Well, I thought you had that figured out, Lois. I thought that you already knew that you were my soul mate. You are the one for me, Lois, you are my one and only. I love you; in some way from the moment we met, I have always loved you.” He chuckled thinking back to all the times he said to anyone who would listen about how he couldn’t stand Lois Lane.
“You do?” She looked up at him with all the innocence of a child at Christmas.
“Yes, I do.” He chuckled as he caught her in mid leap, her legs wrapped around him and her lips connected with his cheek, his neck, his fore head, his nose, any bit of skin she could kiss.
“I,” kiss, “love,” kiss, “you,” kiss, “too,” kiss, “Smallville.” Kiss.
“Well, I am glad that we established this, Lois, I really am, but right now we have to talk about the two little boys back at the Watchtower and how we are going to get them back to their own time.”
That statement was like a bucket of ice water being thrown onto her. Her son, they’re son was sitting back at Chloe’s waiting for his mother and father to return and save the day and here she was just wasting precious time. Her son and nephew needed her and she wasn’t going to let them down.
“Oh My God, Clark, we have a son.” She stilled in his arms.
“Yes, we do, but not for a while yet. Jonny and Connor are from the future and if we can’t figure out a way for them to return their lives could be in jeopardy.”
“How in the world did they get here anyway? How did they manage to get from their time to our time?”
“Ahhh, that would be my fault…” he stopped talking when he received a glare from the woman who seconds before had been showering him with kisses and love proclamations.
“What did you do, Smallville?”
“Ahhh, nothing. I didn’t do it really, you see, the boys got a hold of a ring.”
“Yes, a ring. A very special ring. One that was given to me by a friend who travelled from another time…the future, and well, left me the ring should I ever need to travel to the future for help.”
“Clark, let me get this straight, you left the ring, that can travel through time, just lying out where our son, who I am sure has the adventurous nature of his mother and our nephew who has the curiosity of his mother, to find? Are you CRAZY!?” She yelled at him.
“I am sure that I wouldn’t have done something like that, Lois.”
“Really? Then how did those two boys end up here in our time?”
“Ya, that I am not too sure about.”
“Come on let’s go.”
“Where are we going?”
“Well, back to Metropolis, Smallville, I want to spend some time with my son before we send him back to the future.”
Just as they were about to leave the palace of ice a blinding flash erupted in the crystal chamber. Fearing for Lois’s safety Clark grabbed her and spun her around so that his body was shielding her from the threat. Once his eyes readjusted he was pleasantly surprised to see Rokk standing in front of him.
“Rokk? What are you doing here?”
“Looking for you, Kal, your ring has been used by an unauthorized person.”
“Yes, I know. That person or should I say persons are my future son and future nephew. Somehow they stumbled a crossed the ring in their time and managed to end up in our time. Wait. How did you know about the ring being used?”
“Ahhh, so this is when Conner and Jonny first did their time jumping. They are quite the duo those two and quite the trouble makers too. They mean well but somehow they always manage to end up in trouble.” Rokk chuckled. “You and Oliver are definitely going to have your hands full with those two.”
“I can tell. But all in all they seem like good kids.”
“Oh they are. They’re the best in the Legion…it’s just that they seem to find more trouble than all the others is what I am trying to say. You will be quite proud of both of them. But as of right now we need to get them back to their time.”
“Ya, you were just going to tell us about that ring that you gave to Smallville here.” Lois piped up. “Not that the reunion isn’t fascinating but there are two little boys in Metropolis who are definitely in the wrong place at the wrong time.”
“Hello, Lois, you are just as brazen as the history books say you are, aren’t you?”
“Never mind, the most important matter at hand right now is getting Connor and Jonny back to their time…which isn’t all that difficult, Kal.”
“But Rokk, how did you know about the boys and the ring?”
“The Legion ring is not only a time traveling device but it’s also a beacon. Once the ring has been activated by someone other than its owner, the ring sets off a beacon that alerts members of the Legion that the ring that belongs to say you, for instance, Kal, is in use. Each member of the Legion has his/her own ring...the ring that Kal has is his ring and only his ring. So when someone who isn’t Kal uses his ring a beacon is sent to the other members of the Legion alerting them of the deed. It’s away for us to always know who and what are using the rings. That is how I knew to track the ring to this point in time as well as to who’s ring it was.”
“So, that explains how you know about the ring, but how do we send the boys back to their time?”
“Kal, they have to put the ring back on after I program it for the specific moment in their time.”
“But will it take them both back to their time?”
“So long as they stay physically connected they will both go back to the moment that they left no worse for wear and having an adventure to tell all the other super hero kids about.”
“Other super hero kids?” Clark exclaimed.
“Oh come on, you didn’t think you and Oliver were the only ones who procreated, did you? Granted, Connor was the first, but the first in a long line.”
“Really? Who else has kids? AC? Vic? Don’t tell me that Bart has a kid…he’s way too young…”
“Kal, now is not the time. Bart will have children, in a few years when he’s ready as for the others….well, lets just say that they have their own adventures to go find first. That’s all I can say on that. Where are Connor and Jonny now?”
“They’re at the Watchtower with Oliver, Chloe, and the other guys.”
“Ok, I’ll meet you there and we can go over what needs to be done.”
“Ok, Rokk. We’ll see you there. Let’s go, Lois. I would like to spend some time with our boy before he has to return.”
“Ya, me too, Smallville. Let’s go.”
Back at the Watchtower
When Clark and Lois arrived at the Watchtower the place had looked like a bomb had gone off inside. Tables had been over turned, chairs laid on their sides, the couch in front of the TV had been pushed onto the flat of its back. Clark and Lois could hear the hushed giggles of the two little boys as well as the ‘shushes’ of their “uncles” Clark looked over at Lois and smiled just before they were ambushed with pillows by Jonny, Connor, Bart, AC, and even Vic had joined in. Oliver and Chloe stood off to the side at one of the computers chuckling at the scene before them. It had been a long time since Chloe had seen Clark act the way he was…having fun. Clark snatched one of the pillows right out of AC’s hands and began to defend him and Lois.
“HEY!” AC yelled just before he was wacked in the face with Oliver’s pillow. No pillow was safe from this crowd. All the pillows in the Watchtower had been rounded up…throw pillows, sleeping pillows, decorative pillows, couch pillows, you name it…all the pillows were thrown into a huge pile in the middle of the floor and each person got to choose which pillow he wanted. Chloe and Oliver had opted to do some research on time traveling while the guys played. But they did more watching them have fun than researching. They all saw Clark and Lois entering the building on the monitor and they had all decided to ambush them. Watching them scramble for hiding places had almost been Oliver and Chloe’s undoing. They had to hold their hands over their mouths to keep the laughter inside.
Lois looked over at Clark just before Jonny smacked her with the pillow to the face.
“Why you little munchkin!” Lois called after Jonny as she chased the little boy around the room. He was a fast little kid but not fast enough. Lois caught him and scooped him into her arms. Jonny screamed at the top of his lungs at being lifted off his feet in mid run but the squeals of his giggles is what stopped everyone. Lois had the little boy wrapped in her arms tightly tickling him until he could barely catch his breath. Chloe thought that Lois was laughing as much as Jonny was. It was really good to see Lois adapt so quickly. Lois was going to make a great mother someday. When Chloe thought about that she placed her hand on her belly wondering if her someday was going to be coming sooner than later. Oliver noticed her hand move and he placed his hand over hers. He was just as nervous and as excited as she was, she could read it in his eyes. They shared a smile before they were interrupted by a buzz from the door alerting them to someone waiting to be left in.
“Rokk?” Chloe said as she looked at the person on the monitor. “What’s he doing here?” She asked aloud and turned to Clark who was being pummeled with pillows by the band of heroes he called friends.
“Rokk? Oh he’s here already?” He looked sadly at Lois who had stopped ticking Jonny but still held him close to her breast.
“Not yet, Clark.” She said to him sadly.
“Lois, it’s time, the longer they stay the more danger they are in.”
“But Smallville…” She said sadly.
“Hey, what’s going on?” Chloe said to Clark.
“Well, we found out how to send the boys back to their own time.” Clark said to everyone. Everyone stilled and their sadness could be felt throughout the room. The boys had to be returned they all knew that, but they had all grown attached to them. The sullen silence had been interrupted by another buzz. Chloe pressed the button that allowed Rokk into the Watchtower as Clark and the guys began to set the room back to order. Connor walked sadly over to Chloe and wrapped his arms around her waist. He knew what was going to happen. He and Jonny were being sent away because they had done something bad and that guy that buzzed to be let in was the one who was going to take them.
“Please don’t let him take us, Momma.” Connor looked up at Chloe with his big green eyes welling with tears, “I promise, I promise with all my heart that I won’t be bad again. I will listen. Please, Mommy, please don’t let him take us.” He begged her. Chloe’s heart shattered into a million pieces as did everyone’s heart. He just couldn’t understand that he needed to go back to his own time. He needed to return to the future, that it just wasn’t safe for him to remain here.
“Oh Connor,” her voice broke, “this man knows how to send you back to your own time, hunny. He’s not taking you from us, baby, he’s going to be returning you to us. Do you understand? He’s going to send you back to the mommy and daddy that you remember, that love and miss you. Not that we’re not going to miss you, baby, but I KNOW that the mommy that is in the future is scared and worried about you. Connor it’s time to go home.”
“NO!” He cried and held onto Chloe tighter. Chloe’s composure began to break and she looked to Oliver for help. He knelt down to Connor’s level before he began to speak.
“Connor, look at me, please.” Oliver’s heart broke when his son looked at him with his reddened green eyes, tears still leaked from the corners of his eye lids as Connor tried to control his breathing.
“Daddy? Why? Why can’t we stay here with you? Why are you sending us away? Don’t you love us anymore? Were we bad? I promise we’ll be good, right Jonny? Won’t we.” Connor looked over at Jonny who also was crying in the arms of his mother.
“Connor, it’s not that we don’t love you, son, it’s because we love you that we have to send you back to your time. Please understand, Connor, we’re sending you home.” Oliver’s voice was thick with emotion that he had only experienced once before in his life. Just as he finished saying that the door opened up to reveal Rokk with a puzzled expression his face.
“Why so sad, everyone?” He asked.
“Well, we’ve all kind of got attached to these kids and we don’t want to see them leave, DUH.” Vic said to Rokk.
“Well hello to you too, Cyborg.” Vic gave Rokk a strange look.
“I know that most of you are not familiar with who I am. Let me introduce myself, I’m Rokk Krinn, also known as Cosmic Boy. I am a member of the Legion of Super-Heroes from the 31st century. I have returned to this time and place because the Legion ring that I had left for Kal had been used by these two boys to jump to your time. I am here to return them safely to their own time.”
“Well, what if the little guys don’t want to go back? What if they want to stay here in this time? What if we want them to stay here with us? What are you going to do about it?” Bart said to the young man who wanted to take the two boys that he had grown fond of away.
“Listen, I must warn you that the time for them to return safely is running out. We do not have the time to argue over whether or not they will return to their own time. We must return them shortly otherwise the door in the portal that was opened will close and they will forever be stuck in this time with no means to be returned to the parents who will be forever changed in a negative way should they not be returned. Look, by them staying in this time will alter not only your time, but theirs as well. They have a path, a destiny to fulfill in their own time. If they remain here then the future that I know will no longer exist. The heroes that they become, the lives that they save will forever be altered. Don’t you understand it is imperative that they be returned immediately?”
Clark and Oliver looked at one another, eyes locked in a conversation that no one else was privy to. With a shake of his head in the affirmative, Oliver stood and removed Connor’s arms from Chloe’s waist and picked up the small nearly hysterical boy. AC, Vic, and Bart walked over to Chloe who was doing all she could to hold herself still and not chase after Oliver as he carried Connor over to Rokk. Clark did the same thing to Jonny. Lois walked slowly over to Chloe and they held each other as they watched Rokk gather the boys to him.
“The ring?” Rokk looked at Clark. Oliver turned to Chloe and with a deep breath walk slowly back to her. She held the ring still covered in the tissue out to Oliver. Oliver took the ring from her hand with a reassuring squeeze before he walked it over to Rokk.
“Do not worry, you will see them again.” Rokk tried to reassure all the saddened heroes in the room.
“Daddy?” Connor cried as he broke out of Rokk’s grasp and ran right into Oliver’s arms. Jonny wailed as well for Clark and Clark took the little boy from Rokk and held him tightly.
“We will see each other very soon, my son. You will close your eyes and when you open them I will be there waiting for you. Never forget that I love you, no matter what, never forget that.” Clark squeezed him a little and then handed him over to Rokk.
“Connor, just like what Uncle Clark just said to Jonny. This trip you take with Rokk is important and Mommy and I will be waiting at the other end. We love you, Connor and I am sure that the parents you left in your time love you as much if not more than we do. It’s time to return to them, Connor, it’s time. I love you, my boy.” Oliver hugged Connor to him and with a sorrowfull sigh he handed the boy over to Rokk. “Take care of my boy, Rokk, or no matter what time or place, I will hunt you down.” Oliver said to the young man.
“I promise, Oliver…Kal, your sons will be back in your arms momentarily.” And with those words and a blinding flash of light, the two little boys who had arrived last night were returned back to the future.
Oliver and Clark made their way out to Clark’s barn. The two men were still saddened to have seen their sons sent back to the future. They each knew that they would see the boys again soon but still their hearts ached to hear their laughter, to see their bright ecstatic faces. They had only known the boys for a day, yet it had felt like they had known them for a life time. Both Oliver and Clark had no idea how they were going to go on with their lives. Were they supposed to just carry on like before the boys came…or maybe that was why they jumped through time and space to begin with, maybe they were sent to the present by the powers that be to kick them onto the right path to their destinies?
Oliver and Clark silently ascended the stairs that lead them into Clark’s loft. They both walked over to Clark’s desk. Clark’s blue eyes looked at Oliver, uncertainty written clearly in them for him to read.
“Do it, Clark.” Oliver said.
“But what if…”
“No. You know as well as I do that if the boys don’t find that ring and go back into the past then they will never exist. Chloe and I wouldn’t be together and you and Lois wouldn’t be together. The boys are the catalyst that creates their future. Without them finding this ring, then they will never be and I don’t know about you Clark but I want that future. We have to ensure that they travel back in time in the future. That ring is the key.”
”You’re right.” Clark admitted as he pulled out the desk drawer and pulled the back of the drawer off then carefully slid the draw onto the rails and put the back of the draw back into place. Oliver smiled.
“Of course I am, I’m always right.” Oliver chuckled and Clark smiled as he placed the ring into the far corner of his desk drawer. He would have to be very careful about how he opened that drawer. He still wasn’t at all comfortable with the idea of just leaving that ring where anyone could find it and put it on…but as the last few days showed, it was only the people who needed to use the ring that put it on.
”Come on, Boy Scout, I’ll treat you to a cup of coffee.” Oliver clapped his hand on Clark’s back as they began their trek back to Clark’s house where Chloe and Lois and the rest of the gang waited for them to return.
”You know,” Clark turned to look at Oliver, his face serious once again, “I’ve been meaning to talk to you about that code name…you do realize that I was never actually in the boy scouts, right?”
“You weren’t?” Oliver asked genuinely surprised by that statement.
”Nope. Never.” Clark smiled at him.
”Hmmm, well I just assumed, you know, because if anyone had ever graduated from Boy Scouts 101, I would have bet my last dime that it was you.”
”Ha, guess you’re glad that you wouldn’t have to make that bet then, huh?” They chuckled and Oliver waited for Clark to finish his thought. “Anyway, I was thinking that maybe it’s time to change the code name? Jonny and Connor both said that I was called something else in the future.” Oliver turned to look at Clark and smirked.
”You want your new code name to be…” He started to laugh then cleared his throat trying very hard to get his game face back, he settled for smirking at his friend, “Ok, all kidding aside, you really want to be called Superman? A little presumptuous of you, isn’t?” Clark blushed a bit.
”It’s not what I want to be called; it’s what the boys said I was going to be called. We’ve already messed with their timeline enough.”
”They also said that you can fly, can you do that?”
“Ahh, no…not yet, but I am sure that I will soon.”
”Well, then, how about until you can fly we keep your code name as Boy Scout…but the minute you start flying, we’ll change it then to Superman.” He chuckled, “Damn it, Clark, I really can’t say that without laughing, sorry.”
They were still laughing together as they entered the house.
“Clark,” Oliver said his fear for his son coloring his voice.
”Oliver, they’re fine…don’t you remember. It really wasn’t all that long ago that they visited us in the past. They’ll be back soon.”
”But what if we were wrong. What if…”
”Ollie, listen, if we were wrong back then…then we wouldn’t even remember them now. Don’t you remember what Rokk told us when he returned the ring to me after he returned the boys? Their time travel is pivotal to their future. They went back; they will be brought back to us here in this time.” Just as he was saying that a blinding flash of white light erupted in front of them. And when they opened their eyes there stood Connor, Jonny, and Rokk.
”Hello, Kal, Oliver, are you guys missing something?” Rokk smiled at Clark and Oliver. Connor and Jonny ran to their respective fathers and jumped into their arms.
“We’re sorry, Daddy!” Connor said as he squeezed Oliver as tightly as he could.
”Yeah, we sorry, Daddy! I promise we won’t play up here no more. Please don’t be mad. I love you!” Jonny hugged Clark as tightly as he could and peppered his cheeks with kisses. Rokk stood back and watched the scene before him, extremely happy watching the reunion.
“Well, Kal, it’s time for me to head back to. Take care of these kids, ok? They have a bright future before them. And you two, no more time traveling ok?” He chuckled as they looked at each other before answering.
”OK! Rokk!! Safe traveling!” The boys said together as though they had rehearsed it. Rokk smiled and then vanished in a bright light.
”WOW! Connor, did you see that? Is that how we traveled?”
“Yeah! I guess soo! Daddy, has Mommy had Bella yet?”
“Oliver looked down as his son and smiled. “Nope, not yet, she’s still in Mommy’s belly.”
”Phew! I thought I missed it.”
“Nope, squirt, but she’s in the house waiting for you with Aunty Lo, Uncle Vic, Uncle AC, Uncle Bart, and Gramma. You ready to go in?”
“How about you, Jonny, are you ready to see your Mommy and Aunty Chlo, all your uncles,and Gramma?”
“YEAH!!!” Clark and Oliver smiled at one another and then carried their sons into the house where the women in their lives waited.
THE END! FINALLY! :D