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Title: Lionel 1/1 (Interludes in Sin I)
Author: Eleni Angel
Rating: R
Synopsis: Interludes in Sins of the Daughter, Lionels role in the whole
mess.
Spoilers: Sins of the Daughter, All seasons of Buffy to an extent,
heavily AU.
Content: Buffy/Lex implied, Buffy/Angel implied, BtVS/Smallville
crossover.
Disclaimer: I am in no way affiliated with Mutant Enemy Productions,
Warner Brothers company, Tollin/Robbins Productions or any of the other
creative minds behind Buffy the Vampire Slayer, Angel, and Smallville.
All songs contained within are property of the artists listed. Which
means, duh, that Im just an unpaid fan.
Distribution: Your Eyes, Fanfiction.net, Land of Denial, and anyone else
who is archiving my stories. If youd like to have this story, just
e-mail me the URL so I can link to you.
Feedback: Send all comments to eleni9724@juno.com.
Note: I dont even know why Im doing this, I should be working on a
thousand other things, but so many people requested a sequel and I dont
like writing those all that much, so Im indulging in a small interludes
series. They wont be POV pieces like many interludes Ive seen, and
there will be at least two or three of them, depending on how many
situations I find to explain.
Note 2: I didnt mean to sound so crabby in my last story about the way
that Smallville is set up. It is true that in some tiny parts of Kansas
that we grow corn, but the fact still remains that our soil is far too
dry and acidic, and our weather is far too unpredictable to grow many
other different kinds of crops. Mostly is just wheat, barley, sorghum,
and other grains. On another note, having two major universities,
respectively Kansas State University and Kansas University can be rather
confusing, it is one of the reasons for the acronyms that we use (e.g.:
K-State and KU, just like Wichita State University is WSU and so on). It
also irks me that people think that were not very advanced in
technology, and even more those who still think that we all farm and
travel around by horse and buggy. Im not kidding either, you should hear
some of the things that people say when theyre on the phone and theyve
never been here. (TELEMARKETER: We were wondering if youd consider
trying AOLdo you have a computer? MY USUAL REPLY: No, but my cow came
standard with one of them new fangled modems, does that work?). Im very
serious, though it doesnt happen often, it really does once in a while.
Im going to shut up now. Hope you enjoy the short interlude, more of The
Summers Project should be out by the end of the week.
Note 3: I apologize if I just offended anyone. Im just a little pissy
about my Algebra class, Im so not having fun. : (
Note 4: Lyrics are Secrets by Eternal.
Interludes in Sin
Metropolis, KS 1997
"And youre sure?" Lionel Luthor asked, staring down the small,
weasel-like man in front of him. Joshua Sparks was a reporter who aspired
to be a private detective, and often lent himself out to people willing
to pay the price of his film and a good referral to his brothers firm.
For days hed suspected that Lexs little trips to Los Angeles on
business were more than just such. He had been informed of the Summers
girls move to the City of Angels, and had no doubt that the little hussy
was enticing her wayward husband there for obviously devious reasons.
"Yes sir, Mr. Luthor, sir," Sparks replied. Lionel mused that if hed
been any more obedient that he probably would have saluted him. A folder
was pushed across the obscenely expensive cherry oak desk. "As youll see
for yourself, Ms. Summers and your son have been intimate on several
occasions in Los Angeles. Always at uneven intervals and almost always at
another place of residence than hers."
//I wanna know about all of your secrets
And all that, that you've been keeping
Oh, tell me your secrets
Tell me some of your secrets, your innermost thoughts
Don't hold it back, let it all out
I wanna hear every single part
I wanna know all about you, don't hide
Tell me your secrets//
Lionel flipped open the folder to reveal several illicit photographs of
his son and Elizabeth Summers. It appeared to be a rather low rent
apartment or a shabby hotel. One of those ones that let customers pay by
the hour and didnt ask questions. He had known that his son was somewhat
of a wild child, always out of control and getting into trouble with the
law. It was one of many reasons that he was considering sending Lex out
of Metropolis, perhaps he would do better in a smaller town, maybe
managing Luthor Corp.s interests in Smallville.
//I wanna know about all of your secrets
And all that, that you've been keeping
Oh, tell me your secrets
Tell me one of your secrets
Leave nothing out
Try and tell me in detail that'll remove every single doubt
I wanna know all about it, don't make it up
Tell me your secret//
"Interesting," he murmured, flipping through the dozens of pictures.
Sparks had obviously enjoyed this assignment far too much. Looking at the
naked body of his daughter-in-law, he couldnt blame the man. She was
like a ball of steel wrapped in silky flesh with all of the prettiest
trimmings.
"What are you going to do about it, sir?" Sparks asked.
"Nothing at the moment," Lionel answered, closing the file and slipping
into the back of one of his private drawers. He locked the drawer with a
silver key from a chain around his neck and was done with it. This would
be perfect for when the two wanted to rid themselves of each other.
Sparks stood there expectantly. "You may go now."
"Of course, sir," the reporter answered, beginning to back out the door,
he knew that his money would be in the account that hed set up, and that
he would be required to take many more pictures of this young womans
life. "Call my office if you need anything, sir, and Ill get right on
it."
And then he was gone, leaving Lionel alone with his thoughts.
//I wanna know about all of your secrets
And all that, that you've been keeping
Oh, tell me your secrets
Tell me all about all of your secrets
And all that, that you've been keeping
Oh, tell me your secret//
Smallville, KS 2002
"What the hell are you doing here?" Lex asked, his voice void of any and
all emotion. Hed come into his private office to find his father sitting
behind his desk, holding a folding file in his hands. Lionel slid it
across the desk, and Lex walked forward to pick it up.
"Just covering all bases," the older man said cryptically.
//Sing it to me//
Lex opened the folder to find nearly a hundred different pictures, many
of them of his wife. Several of them depicted her with him in a more
intimate fashion during two or three trips that hed made to Los Angeles
a few summers ago. Some of the last ones, more recent photographs were of
her, grown and on the arm of a tall young man with dark brown hair and
chocolate eyes.
"Youve been spying on her?" he demanded, enraged that his father would
sink so low as to intrude on Buffys privacy like that. "What the hell
gives you that right?"
"Shes the wife of my son, the daughter of a very important business man,
and my keeping tabs on her is probably the only thing that has kept all
of her scandalous behavior from becoming public knowledge," Lionel
answered, his voice grating over clenched teeth. He could not believe
that his son could be so blinded that he didnt see what a bother the
blonde Ms. Summers really was. "If she was going to trollop around with
this young man, Id expect that she would have shown more discretion."
Lex watched as his father slapped down another photograph of Buffy and
the brown haired man, this time they were in bed.
//I wanna remove all doubt my baby
Take a look inside
I need to see your heart, your feelings
I wanna make it right
I wanna remove all doubt, my baby
Take a look inside
I need to see your heart, my baby
I wanna make it right//
"Its not like shes cheating, father," Lex replied, folding his arms
over his chest. "We went our separate ways years ago, we havent even
been in contact. Ive had dozens of lovers since then, and you havent
worried about them. Whats changed?"
"I dont want to loose the Summers deal," Lionel spat. "Theyve become a
major player in Luthor Corp. and if they no longer see a need for
loyalty, they can leave and take a great many of our clients with them."
"Is that all this ever was? A business deal?" Lex demanded, blood boiling
furiously in his veins. "Something that you could sweep into the company,
no matter what it did to me?"
"Yes," Lionel Luthor replied smugly. Without a word, his son spun on heel
and walked back out of his office, leaving his father alone with the
ringing echo of the door slamming shut behind him.
//I wanna know about all of your secrets
And all that, that you've been keeping//
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