The Great Deception
Rating: NC-17
Disclaimer: I don’t own Smallville, hence the lack of Chlex action in the series.
Spoilers: Up to S4 possibly.
Summary: What would have happened had Smallville been a soap and Chlex centric.
Prologue
It was past midnight and horrendously cold, the kind of night that everyone should be curled up in bed fast asleep. Evidently, most people were; there was only one car speeding along the long stretch of highway which lead deep into the Kansas countryside. The lone Jaguar battled its way through the howling wind and pounding rain which slammed against it.
The driver craned forwards straining to make out the road through her puffy streaming eyes as the windscreen wipes fought ineffectually against the torrent of water which almost drove the vehicle backwards. Her hands gripped the steering wheel as they battled their way forwards, with only headlights to combat the darkness which surrounded her. She had no idea where she was going. She just knew that she had to get away.
Her breath came in harsh pants, interspersed with occasional choked sob as she tried desperately to come up with some plan of action beyond simply escaping. There was a sign some way ahead although mostly covered by foliage. With some difficulty – being as she had to keep both hands on the wheel and her eyes on the road – she managed to negotiate the voluminous layers of white silk and lace around her legs to slide further forwards. Her corset digging into her rib cage, she leant so that her nose was almost pressed against the glass and, with only a few metres to spare, she deciphered the town name on the sign.
She ignored the exit, forging ahead, still hoping that something would occur to her. She tried to think but was too overwhelmed by the relentless pounding in her ears of the rain, the stinging of her eyes, and the crippling pain in her chest. She felt like death. Actually, death might have been preferable.
An angry cry shattered her concentration. She glanced in the rear view mirror. Her heart constricted even more painfully. Her darling angel was nestled in his car seat and was just stirring from sleep. The one thing left in her life. The one things worth living for.
“It will be all right, darling”, she tried to coo but her voice came out distorted. So much for never lying to her child.
She fixed her eyes back on the road, blinking back the tears, her heart shattering even further as she heard another squall. She would have to find somewhere to stop soon she just had to …
She let out a blood curdling scream mimicked by her child as another car came out of nowhere, heading the wrong way, straight for them. She yanked on the wheel, narrowly missing a head on collision only to swerve off the road, flip over and plough into a ditch.
The screaming ceased.
A/N: So, yeah, I don't learn. The plot bunny demands a new story and I start to write it before I have finished the others. If anyone is interested in this one and wants it to continue then please let me know.
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