Title: Skipping Stones
Series/Sequel: Nope
Author: Lydia
Author's Email: silver_sun31@y...
Pairing(s): Clark/Lex
Category: AU
Disclaimers: Smallville characters not mine. *sniffle*
Rating: PG-17
Author's Notes: Thanks for everyone who sent feedback, I appreciate
it.
Skipping Stones 3
Clark stopped and looked around the field wearily. The sky was
getting dark and the clouds made it seem later than it probably was.
He was tired, and just wanted to go some where and curl up to sleep.
He saw a patch of trees that looked very familiar to him, and headed
for them. He pulled out a blanket from his pack and folded it up into
a pillow and once his head rested against it he fell asleep dreaming
about being home, and seeing Lex.
Clark jerked as he was kicked not so lightly in the side by a pointy
toed boot, and a light was put in his face. His head rose from the
makeshift pillow and his gaze traveled up a pair of black slacks, to
a lavender lightweight sweater, following facial features from full
lips in a tight line, a straight nose, piercing steel blue eyes and a
smooth plate.
It was silent for several minutes before Lex turned and walked away.
Clark didn't move, since he hadn't gathered any information about
this dimension. He didn't know where he stood with this Lex, or what
he would encounter if he followed him.
Lex stopped and turned towards him. "I think you better come with me.
Your parents are worried sick, and they asked to know any news about
you. I think you should be the one to deliver it." Then he started
walking to the manor without slowing down.
Clark debated, but then decided to follow. This Lex didn't seem to
like him very much, but at least he wasn't trying to throw Kryptonite
daggers at him or something. He got up and stretched his muscles and
hiked after Lex.
'I wonder how he knew I was out here. Does he have some type of
surveillance cameras?' Clark pushed the questions to the back of his
mind when he walked into the manor after Lex, who had left the door
open. The manor was the 'exact' same thing as the one in his
dimension. He had noticed that every dimension differed in some way,
but this looked so much like his Lex's home...
'Don't get your hopes up Clark. This may not be your dimension.'
He found Lex upstairs in his study, pouring himself a drink. He
gestured to the phone on the desk and walked to the door.
"Lex?"
Lex stopped back stiff, but turned his head to see him out of his
peripheral. "You know how to use the phone. Your parents need to hear
from you so call them."
"Lex we need to talk first." Lex was already shaking his head and
started walking out the door again.
"Talk to your family and maybe we'll talk later." Clark shivered
suddenly in the sharp silence after the door had been shut. He had
heard the cold exterior in Lex's voice snap into place against him,
and thought that this was another Lex who he had failed to love.
'I'm so sorry.' Clark sighed and stared at the phone. If this wasn't
his dimension and his other self was missing he didn't want to get
his parent's hopes up, but he needed to find out where he was.
The phone rang twice before a tired and stressed sounding Martha came
on over the phone.
"Mom?"
"Clark! Oh god Clark! Are you okay? Where are you honey?"
Clark waited until she wound down and heard his father come over the
phone as well. "Clark are you okay son? Where are you? We can come
and get you."
"I'm at Lex's dad. He found me, and told me to use his phone."
"Okay we'll be right there."
"Wait! Mom, Dad I have something to tell you. It's going to sound
strange so think about it hypothetically. What if..."
By the time Clark got off the phone he had confirmed that this was
his dimension. He grinned as his parent's told him to come home as
soon as he could, that they needed to see him after a 'whole' year.
That part had upset him a great deal. A year that his friends and
family didn't have him...A year from the day he had hurt Lex. Was it
to late for him to try to make things right between them?
He walked to Lex's library (having x-rayed and finding him there),
and sat on the couch opposite his soulmate. The silence stretched
until Clark got up and paced. "I'm sorry, and I know that that
doesn't even begin to cover the serious making up I have to do so
please get out all the anger, hate, and pain, so I can start making
this lost year up to you."
It was silent again for so long that Clark stopped pacing and turned
to see Lex staring at the fireplace. He suddenly looked up at him and
focused on his face, and his reply made him extend his super hearing
to hear it, until his voice gradually became stronger. "What makes
you think I want, or need you to make it up to me? My life has
progressed without your high mightiness, and it will continue to do
so. I'll have James show you out when your parents arrive. Have a
good life Clark."
Clark stared back into the hard blue eyes and felt a sinking feeling
in the pit of his stomach. Lex was up and out of the room, before he
even registered the mans' words completely. 'Have a good life?' Clark
knew that Lex was dismissing him with those words, and he ran after
him. 'No way in hell am I going on without you.'
He found Lex in his bedroom and tried the doorknob finding it locked.
He twisted it until it gave in his hand and pushed the door open,
then closed it behind him. Lex was staring at him, half undressed, to
get into bed Clark assumed, and Clark turned around to use his eye
lasers to weld the door shut. He turned back to Lex and saw the man
pale and step away from him.
Clark couldn't help the predatory stalk towards Lex that had him
backed up to the wall. He also knew that to back Lex up meant to get
a fight, so he braced himself while giving no quarter to Lex.
"As you can see you're stuck in here with me until I get us out. I
have no intention of doing so until I have a chance to make
everything right, so I suggest you get comfortable."
Lex swallowed, and then looked around him at the door. "Wha-What was
that?"
"I'm an alien. From outer space. I can do a lot of stuff, and we can
spend the night exploring them to your hearts content."
Lex watched him wearily and Clark couldn't help but want to erase the
harsh lines on his forehead. So he kissed him.
Lex gasped and Clark took the opportunity to slide his tongue
achingly slow against Lex's, one hand on the back of his fragile
head, the other found the small of his back. He kneaded the tense
muscle there until Lex's legs gave way to trembling and he leaned
against his chest panting.
"You can't think that this," a hand gestured between them, "will make
everything 'better'." The last was said with a bitterness that Clark
could feel deep in his bones, and heart.
"No I don't. Which is why we're going to have a very long talk. But,"
Clark lifted his hand up and stroked the smooth cheek of his beloved
tenderly. "Before we start I want to tell you I love you.
Unequivocably, unreservedly, and forever if you'll let me."
Lex's eyes widened and he stared at Clark incredulously. "I don't
know what games your playing Clark but I'm not going for it. Let me
go and get out."
Clark simply shook his head and lifted Lex in his arms to deposit him
gently on the bed. He laid down beside him and snuggled close, all
the while Lex was twisting trying to escape his grip.
"Lex I have a long story to tell you, and I think we should start
now. It's a story where I discovered my love for you, and what a
serious mistake I made in hurting you, who are the other half of my
body, mind, and heart."
Lex lay still as Clark told him everything from his dimensional
travels, his origins, and powers, to his encounters with their
interdimensional selves, and his weaknesses. It was early light by
the time Clark stopped talking, all the while staying connected to
Lex one way or another through the night.
"You are my soulmate through and through, and where I've been I've
seen that we'd be at one extreme or the other. I made a mistake and
you can't know the extent of my pain over it, as I can't yours. But
one thing I do know is that I refuse to be your enemy. Will you be my
love?"
Lex turned his head away to blink wetness from his eyes. He was
silent, but stroked the arm that was slung over his belly. Minutes or
hours later, Clark didn't know, Lex turned back to him. He studied
him for a little bit before snuggling into his arms.
"If you ever hit me physically again I'll find a block of Kryptonite
to knock over your head."
"Okay."
"If you ever leave me like you did, vulnerable and weak, you'll live
the rest of your life looking over your shoulder in terror. I'll make
your existence hell."
Clark shivered at the cold, hard tone of voice and nodded.
"I expect to be treated respectfully, and for you to hear me out
before jumping to conclusions."
"Yes love."
"Hmm. I guess that settles it then."
Clark's head snapped up and he watched his soulmate's face carefully.
The smile he saw made one blossom on his face and he whooped. "So
you'll let me love you?"
Lex' chuckled at the practically bouncing Clark and nodded. "I will
always love you Clark."
Clark shifted closer to Lex and held him tight. Soon he couldn't
resist his body and mind screaming for him to connect to his heart.
He made love to his soulmate sweetly in the shaft of sunlight gracing
the bed.
Afterward as they drifted off to sleep, Lex stirred at Clark's
side. "So how many other me's did you make it with?"