Disclaimer in Chapter 1
A/N: I know I posted this before, and it's a slightly
different angle than the last one I wrote for those of
you who actually got to read it. But seeing as how I
didn't save the last one I wrote, I stuck to the same
premise, only reworded it. Enjoy...
Chapter 4: Memories...
Max turned his head and saw Lex watching from the
hall, Chloe's head rest against his shoulder as they
sat side by side on the couch. Slowly his lips
quirked upwards and with eyes still watching Lex he
let his lips touch base on her forehead. Stormy blue
eyes narrowed sharply as Lex watched the young man
provide Chloe with the comfort she had once turned to
him for. "I should probably get going." Max's voice
broke upon the room. Chloe lifted her head to look up
at the man beside her.
"Thanks, Max. You've been wonderful." She smiled
wearily at him and gasped as his lips brushed against
hers. Was that supposed to be friendly? Her mind
sped as thoughts of what the hell he was doing shot
through her endlessly. His lips hardened on hers and
her eyes shot a panicked look to Lex's figure leaning
in the hallway. With one look from her Lex stepped
forward and rest a hand on the man's shoulder,
squeezing the muscle underneath with just the hint
that it was time for him to go....NOW.
Max shrugged his hand off and stood. Chloe's hand
felt her lips in awe. "What the fuck was that?" Her
voice carried low and undertoned with every inch of
hostility she felt growing deep inside her. "Max."
She shook her head and then realized Lex was holding
the door open for him. Her eyes darted from Max's to
those familiar ones of her exhusbands. "Goodnight,
Max." The absolute feral comment dripped from Lex's
tongue as Max smiled at Chloe and stepped out the
door. Turning to say his goodnights he was met by the
door slamming against his nose.
Chloe's confused, deer-in-headlight, eyes searched
Lex's. "I have no idea..." She shook her head
slightly, her eyes still connected to his across the
room. "I don't know what got into him." Suddenly not
caring about what had just happened and the
realization of her son, her only son being taken from
the comfort of their own home, she began to berate
herself. Here she was confused and appalled at a pass
made on her by her neighbor, yet her son was out there
somewhere with god only who knew and her stomach
rolled as she felt the uneasiness of the whole day
settle into her. "I think." Her hand covered her
mouth as she flew from the couch to the kitchen and
threw up stuff she hadn't even realized she had
consumed. Lex came up behind her, pressing his cold
hands to the back of her neck.
"I, can't...Lex." His name rolled off her tongue as
she collapsed onto the floor and sobbed as hard as she
could into her hands. Lex knelt beside her, he had
been biting his tongue in the presence of company, but
now, he had no choice but to console her with
meaningless words. His hand ran through her hair as
it landed on her nape once again and he pulled her to
him. "Shhhh." He whispered things into her hair that
weren't quite audible, and his low soothing voice
controlled her emotions as she settled against him.
"It's okay, baby." His term of endearment had her at
an undecision, not sure if she should stiffen in his
embrace or pretend as though nothing had ever gone
wrong in their lives. As if she could rewind five
years and do things differently. As her inner voice
attempted at advising her to move away quickly, the
shrill ring of her phone made her jump back.
She stood quickly, Lex following closely as she
reached the phone and the reciever was pressed close
to her ear. "Hello." Control overrode her, from
being a Luthor for half of a decade, she still had a
few tricks up her sleeves. Surprise was only evident
in her gut as her voice took on an unemotional tone.
"Miss Sullivan." A low steady voice captured the
hairs on the back of her neck and she stilled at Lex's
hand on the small of her back.
"This is she." Lex's brow furrowed as his hand
dropped from it's resting place and he moved beside
her, to take in her outward appearance.
"Are you ready to meet some of my demands?" The
masculine voice had her hooked.
"Depends." She was playing hardball with an absolute
psychopath, as all that she knew, and Lex's eyes on
her nearly broke her resolute composure.
"I really don't think you are in any position to make
deals, Miss Sullivan." A noise carried over through
the phone and the sharp sound of glass broke on the
other end. "Your son, Chloe, he's quite the fighter."
The man muttered as Chloe sank down onto the
coffeetable. Her eyes closed breifly until she felt
hands on her shoulders, easing the knots away slowly.
Leaning slightly into the all too familiar feeling she
had to remember one thing, there wasn't a chance her
and Lex would ever be what they one time were. He was
a married man. No matter how much she wanted to
change that. "Miss Sullivan." A rather impatient
tone carried over.
"Yes."
"Do we agree that you will meet my demands."
Tired and hurting and wanting just to curl up in the
past, have strong reassuring arms wrap around her as
they had so many times before. "Anything." She
sighed in agreement.
"Good, now, I'd like to know how exactly Lex Luthor
fits into your life."
"I don't see how his involvement in my life is of any
concern to meeting your demands." Her voice stern and
hard, Lex dropped his hands and took a seat on the
couch, watching her back as the tension was ever so
present thorughout her body.
"Well, Miss Sullivan, that's where I should make
myself clearer. I want you to deliver 50 million
dollars to me."
"Done." Chloe's voice held a bout of confidence. She
would get the money, she could get the money, but she
knew the only person she couldn't turn to was the man
sitting behind her.
"Perfect. You have 24 hours to make the drop. I'll
call you back in the morning with the details." The
phone disconnected and Chloe stared down at it in her
hand.
"That's it?" The anger she felt bubble deep inside
her, finally won over and seconds later the offending
object connected with the wall.
"Chloe." Lex's hand was on her elbow and he pulled
her towards him. She turned on the coffee table and
stared back at his concerned eyes. Worry lines
clearly etched where there were usually none present.
"What do they want?"
Chloe let him pull her over on to the couch and she
tucked her feet in beneath her leaning back, her eyes
closed against the stillness of the room. Her heart
pounded at a steady rythym and she could only faintly
hear her own breathing as her head pounded through her
ears.
"Fifty million."
Lex shook his head and pulled her closer to him,
tucking her into his side. "That's fine." Chloe
stiffened as she realized he was going to pay it and
she leaned her head back to look up at him. His money
wasn't welcome and he could see that. "You weren't
going to ask me for it, were you?"
Chloe leaned back into his side. "No, I have a friend
I can get a loan from."
"Anyone I know?" Sounding more like a sigh and that
he was already pretty sure where she'd be getting the
money.
"Probably." His lips touched the top of her head and
she relaxed further into him.
"You three can stay at the penthouse, Chloe, I'd like
you to."
She shook her head solemnly. "Somehow I don't think
your wife would appreciate the company, and I want to
be here in case anything else happens."
"Are you going to keep the girls here with you?"
She shook her head again. "No. I'll call my father
and they'll be safe with him back in Smallville."
Lex nodded in agreement. There was a long pause, it
surprised Chloe how comfortable she was to sit with
him after all these years of being apart.
"What are you thinking?" Lex's voice cut through her
peaceful thoughts of their past.
"The past."
"Me, too."
"I don't hate you." She suddenly felt the need to lay
it all out there, hoping that it sounded like she
actually meant it, which she didn't.
"Yes, you do." Lex sighed and bowed his head to lock
his eyes with her. "And I don't blame you."
Her gaze stilled at his lips and she tentatively
brushed hers against them. She had wondered what it
would feel like after so long. His lips stayed soft
and pliable as her eyes fluttered close and she
deepened the kiss.
Lex's arms were around her in one swift move and she
was pulled onto his lap. Her hands on either side of
his face, she directed his head to tilt as her tongue
slid against his. His arms tightened around her waist
pulling her hard against him.
It felt too right. After all this time, there was
still the chemistry she remembered. She felt at ease
in his arms. It reminded her of the times they spent
laughing and smiling, it reminded her of the first
time she kissed him. The first move she'd made on
him.
She knew she may not have him for long. She knew it
wouldn't work between them. But for tonight, she
needed him, and tonight, she would have him.
TBC...
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