Clark Kent (Supernatural / Smallville ) AU Crossover

Chapter 9

Back in the present, well you're annoyed.

Right about now you'd like nothing more than to drop kick the douchebag. His appearance is by far the worst possible time.

You were about to get it on with Clark.

"Dick."

You don't voice that.

"How the hell did you find me?"

That's a more reasonable thing to say. It's not just the fact that he popped up now, but you're still invisible to most entities. Especially angels. The only reason Gabriel and Castiel have been able to pop in is because Dean and Sam told them where you were.

"I felt a surge of your grace. It still feels the same." You glare.

"Is that supposed to flatter me?"

"I understand why you might be angry."

"Don't you stand there and pretend to care about me!"

The spark of blue in your eyes is much brighter and Clark is stunned when a bulb above his head shatters. The barn window slams shut. Your fists are clenched painfully tight.

You hate that seeing him has such an effect. The last time you saw him you were determined to never waste another thought on him. It took about two years, but you finally succeeded. You haven't thought about him at all in what feels like forever.

Until now.

Clark steps forward, standing in front of you protectively. You look up, and the look he sends you is one of understanding. You know he has no idea about your past with Michael, but he's still there, willing to stand with you, protect you. The light slowly leaves from your eyes, body relaxing just a bit.

Clark turns back to Michael.

"I don't know who you are, but she doesn't want you here."

Michael looks annoyed. A rare sight for someone who's good at acting like he's in control.

"This doesn't concern you Kryptonian, leave or I'll remove you."

Clark takes a step forward and Michael lifts his hand. You panic, rushing in front of Clark as you lift both hands.

"P-Please don't hurt him!"

It's a gut response. While you have no problem standing up to Michael, you're aware of how powerful he is. You can't lose Clark, not ever. You're holding unto him desperately, and Michael just watches you for a moment. He doesn't make another move, at least not a threatening one.

"Do you care about him?"

Your eyes are still hard.

"That has nothing to do with you."

He has no right to ask that question.

You're not sure what to make of the expression he's wearing at the moment. If you didn't know any better you would have thought he was displeased.

"It doesn't matter, I need you to come with me. We have something to discuss."

There's nothing about that statement that you like, but you like the idea of him anywhere near Clark even less. You need to make a choice. As horrible as Michael is, you don't get the feeling that he's trying to hurt you. He would have done so already, he also could have just dragged you away, it wouldn't be hard. The fact that he's asking means he needs something that you can provide.

There seems to be only one decision.

"I'll go with you."

"(Y/N)."

Clark is against it, but you just send him a comforting smile.

"Don't worry, Michael is a douchebag, but he won't hurt me."

He really has no reason to. There's no apocalypse, no war. It's been that way for over a while. You're not sure why he's back, but you feel less comforted being here with Clark's family. You don't want to bring them into whatever angel crap you might have to deal with.

"Let's go."

Michael nods, and the second he touches your shoulder, you're both gone.

Clark is left standing there, helpless.

~

The next time your feet land, you're in a hotel room from the looks of it.

"Really, trying to wine and dine me?"

His expression is still neutral. He likes to act unaffected but you know that whatever this is, it's important to him.

"Care to tell me how you really found me, cause I'm pretty sure this wall around me works on everyone. Especially you."

He's still wearing that stupid superior look on his face.

"It was simple, I tracked your cases, it was only a matter of time before I found you. Your need to help has always been strong."

You aren't sure what's more unsettling, the fact that he still has Adam as his vessel, or that he's apparently trying to give you a compliment.

"Just tell me what you want."

The sooner you get this over with, the better, because the longer you're around him, the faster all those memories rush back.