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Jason and Chloe's Story	By : daciavu73 Category: Smallville > Het - Male/Female Views: 2780 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: Don't own anything related to Smallville, no money is made on the fics I write. I just like to play with the characters for entertainment.

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While Jason spent the night with Chloe in Smallville, Lionel was being escorted into the Teague penthouse parlor. The butler was silent the entire ride up the elevator, and didn't bother to inquire after his beverage preferences before shutting the parlor doors behind him and leaving Lionel alone.
Usually, Lionel Luthor was not a man to be kept waiting, but he knew Genevieve Teague would have him cooling his heels purposely, just to get the upper hand. He was experienced enough to recognize it, and although it grated, he wouldn't give her the satisfaction of seeing his annoyance.
He walked around the parlor and admired the expensive artifacts that decorated the room. No doubt from her travels while trying to obtain the stones of power.
There was a picture on the mantel, an 8" x 10" of Genevieve and Jason. It was a formal picture with Genevieve sitting as regal as a queen, back straight in a formal gown and Jason standing next to her in a tuxedo, a hand on her shoulder, practically daring the cameraman to take his picture.
Lionel snickered at the attitude in Jason's stance. He and Lex had a few pictures taken similar to this, publicity shots for Luthorcorp. Although he knew Genevieve was the type to simply have a picture done for bragging rights.
Poor kid, Lionel thought as he stared at Jason's likeness, shaking his head. The true nature of Genevieve's twisted, incestuous relationship with her son was well known to the elder Luthor. It disgusted him that the woman had taken such a brilliant mind and drew such pleasure out of transforming him into a monster.
Lionel almost wished he would have known what Genevieve was doing to the boy when it started. He could have taken him in, trained him as he had trained Lex. Jason was incredibly smart and resourceful. He would have become a businessman to be reckoned with. He hoped for Jason's sake that one day he could break free from his mother's hold and move on to his full potential.
The butler brought in a bottle of wine and explained it was requested by Ms. Teague. He offered to pour some for Lionel and he accepted. Once poured and re-corked, Lionel watched the butler leave.
This was his chance!
Lionel made sure no one was coming as he uncorked the bottle, pulled out a vial of amber liquid and poured the contents into the bottle, swishing the bottle a bit to mix. Then he re-corked the bottle and sipped his own drug free wine.
Genevieve finally arrived, about 45 minutes late. She smiled insincerely, "Good evening Lionel. I apologize for the wait."
She walked to the bar and he picked up the wine bottle and pretended to read the label for the first time.
"1961 Pinot?" Lionel hands the bottle to Genevieve, "I am honored."
Genevieve smiled back discreetly. She poured her glass of wine and topped off his, "Well...I have reason to believe I have cause to celebrate."
Lionel's tone was almost flirtatious, "Don't all my visits deserve to be celebrated, Genevieve?"
She passed Lionel his glass and answered with a shrug, "Some more than others." She stepped closer to Lionel, her body millimeters from his as she looked up into his eyes and asked in a seductive whisper, "Do you have something for me?"
He winked at her and answered, "Oh, I most certainly do." Lionel smiled and they touched glasses, the fine crystal ringing in accompaniment with his toast. "To the resolution of both our problems."
Genevieve took a sip of her wine, Lionel only pretended to. Once he saw that she was drinking hers, he smiled, turned from her and walked to other side of room. He studied over the pictures on the fireplace mantel again and he kept his back to her.
"Parenthood..." he began, looking at the picture of Genevieve and Jason as he continued, "It's an interesting phenomenon, isn't it?"
Lionel heard Genevieve cough and choke behind him and he watched her in the reflection of the mirror behind the fireplace. In satisfaction, he watched as she grabbed her throat suddenly and began choking and struggling to breathe. She dropped her wineglass and it shattered on the floor by her feet. Lionel placed his own wineglass on the mantle and turned to her. He stalked toward her, much like a panther before jumping in for the kill. He showed no emotion over her struggles to breathe and he spoke conversationally to her, like they're still having a pleasant chat.
"The lengths we go to, to protect our children." He smirked while Genevieve gasped for breath. She collapsed to the floor at Lionel's feet, her hands clasped around her throat, eyes bulging. Lionel simply raised an eyebrow and shrugged, "No limits."
Her mouth opened and closed, like a fish out of water and it was some time before she could speak, and even then the words were halting, grating as though they were being forced past a great blockage in her throat. "Wha? Did this... to me? Oh!"
Lionel stood over her, liking the advantage of watching one of his greatest enemies struggle at his feet, liking the fact that he had the upper hand. He gave her a quiet and deadly warning. "The wine you just drunk will kill you in a matter of minutes. I'm told the pain will be excruciating. So how about a trade? You give me the stone you stole from Bridgette Crosby..." He reached into his inside pocket of his suit jacket, pulling out a blue vial and waving it slightly, smiling smugly, "and I'll give you the antidote."
Genevieve desperately reached out for the vial, but as Lionel squatted next to her, he kept it just out of her reach. He raised a finger as an afterthought, "Oh, and one more thing. You go anywhere near my son and anything that happens to him, happens to you. Is that understood?"
Genevieve nodded emphatically, tears in her eyes from her struggle. Lionel waved the antidote tauntingly, just out of her reach and demanded, "The stone, Genevieve. Where is it?"

The next morning, the song "Back in Black" by Black Sabbath woke Jason from a sound slumber. Groaning, he thought briefly about answering his cell, where the music was originating, but his companion sighed contentedly, burrowing farther into her pillow. It eventually stopped and he rolled over to snuggle against the woman in the bed. He decided whoever it was could leave a voicemail.
He tried to go back to sleep and he kept his arm around the waist of his bed partner. Something tickled his nose, making him want to sneeze... Popping one eye open, then two, he raised up to see who it was, still half-asleep. The blonde headed girl shifted again, murmuring, exposing her face, flushed with sleep. Upon seeing Chloe's face it all came back to him and he grinned like the Cheshire cat before he lay back down.
This was a first for him: the first time he ever spent the night with a woman, except for- again Jason purposely pushed that woman from his mind.
And then his cell phone rang again on the nightstand. Getting irritable, he muttered, "Son of a bitch!" and then turned over, grabbed his phone, saw the number on the caller ID and flipped it open. Not caring how he sounded, he barked, 'What the hell do you want?"
He noticed Chloe begin to stir, and he winced at how loud his voice was and it might have woke her up. He whispered into the phone, "Hold on a minute." He made sure Chloe was still asleep before he got out of bed, quietly walked out of the bedroom, and headed down the hall to the living room. He gathered his clothes as he got back on the phone, and hissed angrily into the phone, "Lionel did what?"
Genevieve was still hoarse but she told him, "Lionel Luthor forced me to give up our stone, Jason! He poisoned me!"
Jason rolled his eyes. For the love of..."And how did he manage that, Mother? No one I know can force you to do anything."
"He tried to kill me! He poisoned my wine somehow."
"Trust me Mother, if he wanted to kill you, he would have succeeded." His mother sighed, snapping the fragile hold he had on his temper. Briefly his mind flashed back to the night he'd had, and the beautiful woman asleep one door away. It made his voice sharper than he intended. "So what do you expect me to do now?" He cradled his cell phone between his ear and shoulder and was putting on his boxers, then his jeans.
"I already have a hired hand I completely trust to get Lionel for me. But I need you to do something for me as well."
"And that is?" Jason wanted her to get to the point as he shrugged into his shirt.
"I need you to kidnap Lex and bring him to the hunting cabin. I don't care how you do it, but I want him alive."
"Mother, will you let me in on exactly why Lex needs to be kidnapped? What did Lex ever do to you?"
"Because my dear son... Lionel will never give that stone up willingly. unless his only son and heir is threatened with harm. Come now Jason... don't you want to get back at Lex for how he set you up in China?"
Jason gnashed his teeth at the memory, his jaw ticking. He found out that Lex had paid the Chinese to kidnap them and torture Jason for information. However, they had turned on Lex and tortured both of them, and then Lana was inadvertently brought in and she was electrocuted as well... until Isabel showed up again and took care of the problem. All because Lex Luthor's scheme went south and put them all in danger.
He had had many thoughts regarding how and when to torture Lex Luthor and exactly how he wanted it done. He hated the man more than words could say. His stupidity should be punished. Only a complete idiot tried to set up Jason Teague and anticipated getting away with it.
The thought of finally getting a chance to get back at Lex put a smile on his face, "Mother, don't worry. Just leave it to me."
He flipped the phone closed and stood in the middle of the living room, his shirt still open as he tapped the phone antenna against his bottom lip while he was thinking... thinking about the best way to get Lex from Point A, which was his castle, to Point B, which was their cabin.
"Jason?" Chloe had a sheet around her, her hair sticking out everywhere and she yawned, placing a hand over her mouth as she did. He turned toward her, smiling when he caught sight of her. In his mind, she looked like an angel with her halo of blond hair and wrapped in a white sheet. Or maybe a Venus statue would be more accurate; he doubted angels had such beautiful bodies.
He flipped back into caring lover mode in an instant. He wanted to keep Chloe out of the messes he dealt with regarding his mother. Chloe was like a breath of fresh air to him, and made him forget for just a little while what his mother was grooming him for.
"Good morning, Chloe." He smiled and walked toward her, placing his cell phone in his shirt pocket. He bent down and kissed her. He really liked the way she looked and felt at this moment, all sleep rumpled and warm and just plain sexy in that sheet.
She moaned into his mouth, he moaned back and said against her lips, almost whining, "Please tell me you're ready for another round!"
"I wish!" She gave one final kiss and tried to push him away gently, "But I have to get to school."
He pulled her against him, making her feel his arousal underneath his jeans, smiling wickedly at her intake of breath. He continued kissing her and began walking her back toward the bedroom, Between kisses, he exclaimed, "Ah! I see... but you're a senior and you have one week left of school." He nibbled a path down her neck and asked, "What are they going to do if you're late? Detention is really no big deal anymore is it? And besides..." he kissed her senseless again on the mouth, walking her back toward the bed. "Wouldn't you like to show up at school with a huge satisfied smile on your face?"
He pulled the sheet away from her, and she didn't resist... Submission was sounding better and better by the moment. She truly never thought sex would be so...spectacular. But Jason proved to her how her body could react when manipulated just right.
He found that spot just below her ear again and she turned to mush and groaned, "Fine! But it has to be a quickie!"
Jason snorted, "Silly girl, you don't know me at all do you?" He pushed her down on the bed, causing her to bounce and laugh as he stripped off his pants again, dropping them on the floor, leaving his shirt and boxers on for the time being. He quickly climbed on the bed after her, "In a few minutes you are not going to care what time it is, you'll just want me to fuck you senseless."
And he began to prove his point, causing Chloe to miss homeroom completely.

Jason sat in his car, loading a tranquilizer gun with quiet determination. He heard the click when he was finished and he got out, placing the gun in the small of his back, tucked into his waistband. He walked in the doors like he was supposed to be there and strode purposely to the library, where he knew Lex conducted all of his business transactions.
Most of the staff probably believed Jason still worked for Lex, and he hoped it would appear so and no one be the wiser. He quietly opened one of the double doors of the library and listened carefully. He heard Lex in the upstairs loft of the library. Quietly, Jason crept in, closed the door and locked it. Then he began to climb the staircase to the loft, hearing Lex talk to someone on the phone.
Jason stayed out of sight and watched Lex. He was pacing his library and talking on his cell phone, looking really agitated.
"Luthorcorp is the executor of those caves, we can do any excavation work we want to down there!" Lex barked into the phone.
Jason stepped out from his hiding place and Lex turned, seeing Jason and not looking the least bit happy to see him. Irritated at the intrusion, Lex snapped into the phone, "I'll have to call you back." Before closing his phone and glaring at Jason.
Lex's tone was cold, "I thought we concluded our business?"
Jason only stood about eight feet in front of Lex. He met Lex's eyes, pulled the tranquilizer gun out of his waistband, lifted his hand, aimed and pulled the trigger. The tranquilizer dart hit Lex in the neck and he fell to his knees in shock, then passed out.
Jason looked down at Lex coldly and answered the question that Lex had asked with a cold smile.
"Almost."
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