The next chapter to my new story! Hope you're liking it so far! Please read & review! :D
Story: 24 Hours
Pairing/Characters: Collie, Lexana, mentions of past Clana & Lollie
Disclaimer: don’t own anything
Spoilers: through 6x14, Trespass
Summary: The only constant part of life is change. And
He needed to stop being so rash. It was always those crazy decisions, made when he let his emotions get the best of him that screwed him over in the end. Yet he never seemed to learn from his mistakes. Whenever someone he loved was in trouble, he just couldn’t help but doing everything possible to save them.
So many close calls, too many close calls . . . so many times that he had put himself and the ones he loved in even more danger.
18 hours ago:
For all of Lex’s money, his security was a joke. The hard part was waiting for him to leave and making sure Lana was not around. Bart and Clark had mutually agreed not to tell Chloe about their little detour. They were sure she wouldn’t approve but neither could just stand around anymore.
Breaking into the mansion was as easy as ever and
He had tuned into the conversation where they were attempting to break into Lex’s laptop and overheard the password. This was not something he was used to doing but it was a last resort. Opening the laptop, he typed in the password and voila, he was in.
Minutes passed as he searched through the computer, trying to find some piece of evidence that Lex was behind this. A clue, a hint . . . he would take anything but it seemed that either Lex really was innocent or he had hidden the information elsewhere.
Hearing a noise, he quickly shut off all the programs and then the laptop. The door swung open and
“Yes, Dr. Langston, you did hear correctly,” Lex was saying.
Hearing Lex command the other person gave
Footsteps were approaching the desk and
“Lex! There you are!” Saved . . . by Lana.
“Lana?” Lex said, “Is everything all right?”
“Everything is fine,” Lana assured him. “Are you busy?”
“I’m never too busy for you,” Lex said smoothly, approaching her.
“Good,” Lana said, “I have a doctor’s appointment and I was hoping that you could come with me.”
Yes, go, go now. If they left, he could as well.
“Of course Lana,” he said. “I don’t know where the time went. Shall we head out?”
“That would be lovely,” Lana replied.
The moment he was waiting for finally came. Lex and Lana were walking out. They were heading toward the door. They were . . . stopping? Wait, that wasn’t part of the plan!
“Hold on a minute,” Lex was saying, “I just have to get some files from my desk, with information on the baby . . .”
NO! Lex couldn’t come to the desk. He would find
“Lex, the doctor has the same files,” Lana said, tugging his hand, “We waste another moment and we’ll be late.”
“All right, if you say so,” Lex said reluctantly.
Thank god for Lana.
Then he got out from underneath the desk and got out of the mansion the fastest way he knew how.
When it was all over, it was easy to analyze the situation and pick out the mistakes. But during a situation, when every second counts, decisions are over thought. They’re just made and though
“You know, we all make bad choices,
Oliver had told him that, after what happened with
But he still couldn’t help but think back and wish that he had done things differently.
16 hours ago:
“Chloe, you have to understand,”
“But what if Lana hadn’t come in
“I know, but I’m fine,” he insisted. Which was true, he had gotten out in the nick of time. Bart hadn’t been in there with him. After his last tango with Lex,
“It doesn’t matter,” Chloe sighed, “It seems for once Lex had nothing to do with this.” That was true . . . all five of them had searched nonstop and found nothing that linked Lex to what happened to Oliver.
“This is getting ridiculous,” Victor said, clearly annoyed. Which was a surprising reaction from him, considering he was the calm one out of the group.
“Any word from the doctor?” AC asked, directing his question at
“But he’s one of the best doctors,” Bart complained, “I mean, Oliver only hired the brightest . . . if he can’t figure it out, how are we supposed to save him?”
“I think,” he said slowly, a smile creeping across his face, “I might know someone who can figure out what is in Oliver’s bloodstream.”
“Yes,” he said firmly, “I definitely know someone.” Chloe tilted her head in confusion but he just gave her a reassuring smile.
The other three guys were staring at him, curiosity evident in their expressions but
This was going to be their last resort. If his current plan didn’t work, nothing would.
The man had come into his life and changed it. Oliver had been dating Lois! So how did he manage to find a place in
Then this had happened and everything had changed. Everything had changed and
15 hours ago:
Convincing the doctor to give him a vial of Oliver’s blood had taken forever. The other man was skeptical and even though
“So you’re saying you know someone who can find out what is in this blood?” Dr. Michaels repeated for what seemed like the hundredth time.
“Yes, I do,”
“But you won’t tell me who it is,” Dr. Michaels pointed out.
“You’re going to have to trust me on this,”
“That’s true.” Dr. Michaels was relenting. “All right, considering that you were the one who brought Oliver to me, I will trust you on this one.” He left briefly and then returned with a vial of blood. “Here . . . this is it.”
“You’re welcome,” Dr. Michaels replied. “And good luck.”
Giving him a nod,
It seemed that his castle in the Artic was more than it appeared to be. It was meant to be built up and Jor-El was waiting for him to do so. He had been going there secretly to learn more about the zoners and Krypton in general. Though he was not ready to commit to his training, he needed information. It was time to stop avoiding his destiny.
He could find the entrance with his eyes closed now, with his frequent visits. Placing the key in the familiar slot, the trip was the same as always. Upon arriving, he looked around. Though it looked as it always did, a few words and all the alterations he had made over the past couple of months would be visible. For protection, in case someone managed to get in, it had to appear ordinary. If the technology was just open, it could lead to a dangerous situation.
Raya had given her life to save him and that was the moment he knew he couldn’t avoid the Fortress any longer.
“Hello Kal-El,” Jor-El’s voice boomed to greet him.
“Good day Jor-El,” he replied.
“Password?” Jor-El asked. They had come up with a password to activate the system.
“Accepted,” Jor-El said. “Activating all systems.”
“What is the purpose of your visit Kal-El?” Jor-El asked.
“I need you to analyze something for me,” he said, pulling out the vial. “A friend of mine has been drugged and the best doctor can’t figure out what is in his bloodstream.”
“All right,” Jor-El said, “I am confident I can figure out what it is. Please place the vial in the appropriate area.”
He dropped the tube into the slot and waited. There were noises and
Then everything stopped. “Well?”
“I have found out the reason that the doctor could not figure out the substance,” Jor-El announced.
“Your doctor is a human,” Jor-El told him. “And the substance in the blood . . . is nothing that can be found on the Earth’s surface.”