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    Luthor Family Values.

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    "Fuck you! What right do you have to decide for me!" Kon screamed at him. "They grabbed some of your DNA and some of Clark's DNA and they grew me in a vat, okay? That doesn't make you my father."

    Lex said, "Yes, it does."

    Kon broke off, staring at him.

    "I don't claim to be a good one," Lex said. "But I'm what you've got, and I intend to do my best."

    "Oh, yeah?" Kon snarled. "Then where the hell were you? You knew about me for years, but you never bothered to show up before I got hurt. Is that what this is all about? You only wanted me once I was weak and useless and you could use me to get to Clark—and it wouldn't be any good anymore if I'm fixed?" He stopped, panting, his hands clenched.

    Lex didn't turn around. He put down his empty glass on the counter with a soft click. "When I was twelve years old," he said, "after I'd lost my hair, after all the doctors my father hired failed to fix me, my parents had another child. My brother Julian. My replacement." He gave a short, mirthless bark of laughter. "My mother realized, correctly, that my father planned to pit us against each other, make us rivals for his affection and his empire, except with a foreordained conclusion. Because after all, I wasn't perfect anymore."

    He paused. Kon folded his arms. "So what?" he said, coldly.

    "So the night after they came home from the hospital, my mother took a pillow and smothered Julian in his crib," Lex said.

    It was weird: for a moment Kon just didn't understand what he'd said. Lex's voice was so completely calm, unemotional. But his shoulders were so tense the suit sleeves were hanging down at right angles, stretched across the blades.

    "Two years later, my mother was diagnosed with cancer. Long after there was no hope left, she went through every harrowing treatment, anything that could let her wring out a few extra months, weeks, even days. Because every minute she lived was a minute before my father could remarry. A minute that I had her protection, that I could grow older and strong enough to defend myself," Lex said.

    He turned around. "That was my family, Kon. I would have given everything I had, everything I might ever have, for Clark's family. For his home. And by staying out of your life, I could give you that."

    He got up and walked out of the room. Kon just sat still. His hands were shaking. Lex came back in and threw a manila folder on the kitchen table, pictures spilling out the sides. A handful were newspaper clippings, but most of them were surveillance shots: Kon on the Kent farm throwing bales of hay around, or half-asleep leaning against the side of a cow; him at Smallville High, smiling at one of the cheerleaders; at the Talon, drinking coffee, talking on the phone.

    Kon turned them over slowly, one at a time. Years worth of photos, all three years of his life since he'd gotten out of Cadmus Labs, and under that a stack of papers: that final exam in history he'd aced, math problem sets, chem lab reports, English papers, all of them photocopies marked up with Lex's hand in purple ink over the teacher's comments; copies of his high school report cards, an F in English marked with a paperclipped note that said, Fix this.

    "I got a D-minus that quarter," Kon said, his voice wavering in his throat. He couldn't make it stay steady.

    "It would have kept you out of Met U," Lex said. "The school got a new tutoring center out of it."

    Kon put down the folder. "So this, this was your idea of—did it ever occur to you that maybe I'd have liked to know you, too?" he said. "Everybody around me said you were some kind of monster, I thought that's what was in me, what was part of me."

    "And now you think they were wrong?" Lex said. "I've done everything Clark's ever told you about, and some things he hasn't. Some things not even he knows about. I'm not a hero, Kon, and I'm not one of the good guys. But I am my mother's son."

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