Smallville, Kansas, Present day
Lex Luthor sat the large mahogany desk that stood in front of the window in his study. He was looking handsome and stately as usual, dressed in a dark blue suit, with a silk tie in a matching color. He ran a hand over his bald head and sighed. Paper work was spread out in front of him, but he wasn't really looking at it. He was thinking about her. Helen. His wife. Well, not really his wife any more. What with her trying to kill him and then disappearing, an annulment hadn't been hard to get.
He had loved her. He really had. He knew there were probably people out there who thought that it wasn't possible for a Luthor to love anyone, but that simply wasn't true. He had planned to spend the rest of his life with Helen. To have her betray him...he wasn't sure how he would get over that. He wasn't sure if he would ever get over it.
Lex heard a noise and looked up to see Clark Kent standing in the doorway. He smiled softly at the tall, dark-haired youth. He was no longer surprised when the farm boy showed up in the Luthor mansion unexpectedly.
"Hey, Lex." Clark flashed a bright smile. "My mom sent me over with this," Clark held up a pie. "It's apple. She's worried that you might be wasting away."
Lex smile grew and he shook his head. It was just such a Martha Kent thing to do, sending a pie. "Please, Clark, come on in." Lex motioned to the chair in front of his desk.
Clark walked over and put the pie on the corner of the desk, and sat down. Lex glanced at the pie. He breathed in deeply, there wasn't anything like the scent of homemade pie. "Tell your mother thank you, it looks delicious."
"She'll probably want proof that you actually ate it." Clark said jokingly, his hazel eyes shinning.
"She's actually worried about me, huh?"
Clark turned serious, "Of course she's worried. You almost died, Lex. You've only been back for two weeks. You went through hell, and it shows. We're all worried about you."
Lex leaned back in his chair, and crossed his arms behind his head. "And what about you Clark? You haven't been back in Smallville long either. You may not have been stuck on some desert island, but you were off on your own in Metropolis all summer. I know your parents were going out of their minds. So were your friends."
Clark bowed his head, his thick black hair falling into his eyes. He was still wracked with guilt over that. The things he had done this summer.... He could never take them back. He knew that his actions would be staying with him for a long time to come. He had hurt a lot of people and he felt terrible about it.
"So how are things going between you and Lana?" Lex asked.
Clark said with a sigh. "I mean, when we kissed that day before your wedding, I really thought that things were finally going to work out. But now I really don't' think it's going to happen. I mean, she wants someone who can tell her everything, and I can't do that. That's one of the reasons that I broke things off with her. I faced a lot of stuff about myself this summer. I don't know that Lana could deal with this other part of me."
Lex studied Clark thoughtfully for a moment. "I'm really sorry to hear that,
Clark. I know that you've been in love with her for a long time now. You're
sure that you can't just be honest with her."
Clark shook is head. "I really can't."
"Well, I hate to say this, but maybe it's for the best. You need someone you can be yourself around. If you think that Lana would reject you if she knew the real you, maybe you should move on."
"I don't know if I can. I mean, it's always been Lana. Always."
"Clark, you're in high school. You can't honestly think that you've somehow missed out on the woman you were meant to spend the rest of your life with. I was married and it turned out to be the wrong person. At least Lana didn't try to kill you." Lex's tone was harsh.
Clark looked at Lex. He suddenly felt bad about dumping all of his problems on his friend. Lex had problems of his own, worse problems. Clark smiled sympathetically. "Don't' worry, Lex. You'll find someone. The right woman is out there for you."
Inwardly, Lex smiled. Clark had certainly inherited his father's use of platitudes. Still, Lex knew that Clark genuinely meant what he said. He steepled his fingers beneath his chin and sighed. "Not everyone ends up married and happy, Clark. Not everybody finds their soul mate. Who knows, maybe I'm just not meant to be with anyone. I really thought that Helen was the one. I've been with a lot of woman, Clark. But I'd never been in love before. Maybe I never will be again."
Clark just shook his head. "I don't believe that, Lex. You'll meet somebody." Glancing at his watch, Clark stood up. "I hate to leave right now, but my mom's going to kill me if I'm late for dinner. I'm sorry."
Lex waved his apology away. "Don't worry about it. Go on Clark, I wouldn't want to get you in trouble with you mother."
Clark flashed Lex another smile, and walked out of the room. Alone again, Lex swiveled in his chair and stared out the window. Clark was naive about a lot of things, but maybe his was right. Maybe he would fall in love again. "No," he said softly to himself after moment. "It's never going to happen." He continued to stare out the window, watching as the stars came out. "It's never going to happen."
Next part: So, what's going on with our favorite comatose seer?