Rain pt02

Title: Rain 2/?
Author: Blue Gold
E-mail: midnightscribbles@gmail.com
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Pairings: Clark/Lex , Bruce/Dick
Rating: NC-17
Summary: Smallville is in the middle of a rain patch, and Clark and Lex are kidnapped.
Disclaimer: I *sniff* do not any of the characters in this story
Spoilers: General All Episodes,
Warnings: Angst,
Authors Notes: This is not following any cannon comic or for the show. Now a mini cast Batman = Christian Bale, Robin = your choice. For me he looks suspiciously like Nightwing with a hair cut.

Opening bleary eyes Lex was surprised to see Clark strapped to a chair across from him and from what he could tell Clark was clearly unconscious and seemed to be feverish as his body was covered in sweat and occasionally suffered from a full body shiver.

Casting a quick glance around he could see he was at a warehouse of some kind. And since there was no lingering smell of compost that meant they were no longer in Smallville. Wherever they were it was raining as well so he assumed that he was still in Kansas.

Looking again at Clark he wondered why they had taken him as well. If they were going to hold them both at the mansion it would have made more sense. But Lex wasn’t going to question it. Let them capture them both instead of worse. Now he had to figure out how to get them out of this situation.

He strained to the left when he heard an argument start up. “Just look at the clothes, his pants are worth more then the crap load you drive around.”

“But who is he? Even Luthor walks around with ID.”

“What ID? His cueball? He doesn’t even have a twenty on him.”

Lex’s mind whirred wondering how he could use this. It was obvious that if they learned Clark was a poor farm boy he would never make it out of this alive. He glanced at Clark and started to think of acquaintances that were famous enough to be recognized by these thugs.

Oliver was constantly referred to as a golden boy looking at Clark’s dark hair he knew that would never fit. Looking at Clark, he hoped his friend was still camera shy.

“Bruce,” Lex hissed rather loudly or someone trying to hide it. He noticed the complete silence coming from the other side of the room and decided to try again. “Bruce, wake up.”

“Bruce? You think its Wayne?”

“Shit, he has more money than Luthor.”

“Okay‚Ķfind out who’s missing him. But we can take him for five easy.”

*****

Seated in the kitchen Alfred was sipping tea as he watched his charge eat a sandwich, after being coerced out of the cave by himself and Dick. The phone rang and Alfred intercepted the lord of the manor and answered it indicating he should continue to eat his sandwich.

“Wayne Manor,” Alfred answered and his eyebrows arched as he listened to the call. He said very little before hanging up the phone and looking towards Bruce.

“I am to bring five million dollars to the warehouse district, number 142, if I ever want to see Bruce Wayne alive again. Oh and I have 2 hours to do it by.”

Dick choked on his soda as he looked towards Bruce whose expression was calm. “So much for a quiet night,” Dick whispered and shoved the last of his sandwich into his mouth and downed his glass before catching up with Bruce who was already moving down towards the cave.

Batman and Robin were making their way through the rain soaked roads on the outskirts of Gotham fifteen minutes later. They made it to the warehouse district in less than an hour and parked a few dozen warehouses away before scaling to the roof tops. They reached 142 rather quickly. Looking down into the warehouse Bruce spotted the bald head first.

“I guess that guy is supposed to be you,” Dick said indicating the brunette across from Lex.

“There are four guys, over there, and two watching that door. They must be waiting for Al,” Robin stated even as he began to move towards the two that were watching the door. Robin incapacitated his two brutes and went to untie Lex and Clark as Batman dealt with the other four and interrogated them.

Once free Lex immediately went to Clark’s side worried now that the boy was still unconscious and clearly ill.

“Clark?” Lex whispered pushing his hair back as he felt his forehead and pulled his hand away quickly at the scalding heat.

“We need to get him to a hospital,” Robin said.

“No! We can’t,” Lex exclaimed as Batman approached them his voice even gruffer than usual.

“They aren’t talking, do you have any idea who would have hired them? Until we know you are still in danger.” Lex stared at Batman, looked him up and down, glanced at Robin then stood. Approaching Batman he leaned forward to his ear.

“You should have gotten a full facial mask, or hopes there aren’t that many people out there who spent years obsessing over your lips. We are not going to a hospital. I’m sure you can arrange something. I’ll admit the voice almost threw me, but you sound like that when you come.”

Any surprise Bruce felt about being identified was suppressed so quickly Lex wasn’t sure he saw it. “Do you have a car?” Batman hit a few keys on his gauntlet and turned to Robin.

“Put them in the batmobile, and watch them.”

Robin nodded his affirmative and started to walk. Stopped when he realized Lex wasn’t following. Turning back Robin and Lex each had one of Clark’s arms over their shoulders as they dragged the taller boy out towards the batmobile.

“Batmobile?” Lex sniggered then stared as he saw the car approach. “How do you hide something like that?”

Robin didn’t answerer already trying to figure out how four people were supposed to fit inside the batmobile. Hell he felt cramped ever since he had hit puberty, he didn’t know how Bruce did it. It had seemed so much bigger all those years ago. He hit a button on his utility belt and knew the Robin cycle would be appearing soon.

“He can stay on top of me,” Lex said guessing what Robin was thinking.

“Okay,” Robin said when he noticed Batman running out of the factory. He hurried them into the mobile as his motorcycle pulled up. Batman hit a button shutting the lid of the batmobile and throwing himself over Robin his cape absorbing most of the subsequent explosion.

“They were double crossed,” Batman explained moments later. “Someone wanted Luthor dead.” He added as he stood brushing the debris off as he watched the factory burn. Opening up the batmobile he climbed in as Robin got on his cycle to follow. They left destruction in the distance long gone before any sirens were heard.

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