A/N: This may end up being the last chapter. I'm still not completely
decided. Thanks to everyone who stuck through the whole story! And thanks
to Pamela for all the help!
Chloe looked at her reflection a final time before leaving her room. It was
almost time to leave for Lionel Luthor's funeral. She wore a dark blue
dress, unwilling to wear black when she felt no real grief at his passing.
Lex smiled at her as she joined him in the main room of the Penthouse. "You
"Thank you, Lex. You look very nice yourself," she complimented him. He
wore a black suit and white shirt. While she enjoyed seeing Lex in casual
clothes Chloe had to admit he looked handsome when he dressed formally.
15 minutes later they arrived at the private cemetery where Lex's mother,
and soon his father, were buried. Chloe was not surprised at the large
number of people gathered. Looking at the faces Lex remembered when he'd
long ago told Clark that Kings and heads of state would attend his father's
funeral. He'd been right. The thought of Clark made it easy for Lex to
Lex had arranged it so that he would not have to speak. He knew that most
would believe he didn't want to show the grief he felt. In truth he was
simply tired of lying for his father and about his father. He would leave
that to others.
That evening they watched the news coverage of the funeral as they ate
dinner. As Lex had hoped the reports of Chloe's sudden reappearance were
overshadowed by the reports of the funeral and would not cause any problems
for her, or Gabe.
The next night Chloe woke up and realized she was alone in Lex's bed.
Looking at the clock she saw that it was 2:30 am. 'Where is Lex?' she
wondered. Climbing out of bed she went into the living room. She let out a
soft sigh as she saw Lex looking out the huge glass window, staring at the
Lex was so lost in his thoughts that he didn't even notice Chloe's arrival
until she spoke.
"Nice view," she said, looking at him, not out the window.
He turned to face her and noticed where her focus was. He gave her a
seductive smile before answering. "Yes, it is," he said, slowly looking her
By now she was used to their flirtation and managed not to blush.
"I'm sorry if I woke you," he told her.
"Being alone woke me," she answered. "Come back to bed?"
"I can't seem to sleep tonight," Lex admitted, turning back to the window.
Chloe walked up behind Lex, wrapping her arms around him and resting her
head against her back. She felt him tense slightly as her body pressed
against his, and was pleased at his reaction.
He placed his hands over hers. They stayed like that for several minutes.
"You don't have to stay up just because I can't sleep," he told her in a
"Why can't you sleep, Lex?" she asked, even though she felt sure it had to
do with his father.
"I. . . I keep thinking of my father. I don't want to be like him. But I
feel no guilt at his death, no sorrow. What does that say about me when I
feel nothing at my father's death?"
Without losing the physical contact Chloe moved to stand in front of Lex
and made eye contact. "It says you're still numb, maybe still in denial.
Give yourself some time. And trust me. Trust me when I say that you are
nothing like Lionel . I hated Lionel, but I love you. I love you because I
know you. You're not just your father's son. You're also your mother's son.
I've done some research on her life. From that and what you've told me I
know that she was a good woman. She'd be proud of you. I'm proud of you."
Even in the dim light he could see in her eyes that she believed what she
said, and a weight seemed to lift from him. He took a slow, almost
shuddering, breath. "Let's go to bed."
"That the best idea I've heard tonight," she told him with an intimate
Together they walked into his bedroom. Once they were lying down, instead
of curling up next to him Chloe slowly ran her hands down his chest. When
her hands reached the waistband of his pants Lex stopped her motion by
placing his hands over hers. "Chloe, what are you doing?"
Chloe spoke in a mock reproachful tone. "You disappoint me. I thought you
were smart enough to figure out what I'm doing."
"Chloe, I don't think this is a good idea." He felt her tense at his words.
"Not tonight. I don't want to use you. I don't want our first time to be
because you think I need you to help me feel again. You do that just by
being near me."
"And what if *I* need to do this? I want us to be together, in every way
possible. I have for a long time. Now we can be. And if you're worried
about using me then don't use me, love me. Make love with me."
"You're sure this is what you want? Tonight."
"Very sure," she told him.
Lex captured her lips with his, then released his hold on her hands as he
ran his hands up her body. Chloe offered her body and balm for the wounds
on his soul, and once he realized she was a willing partner in their love
making he turned on the intensity she adored about him. She found it a
heady rush to be so completely the focus of his attention and emotions. As
the joined Lex used all his skill and experience to make sure the
experience was as painless as possible for her.
They fell asleep together just as the sky outside began to lighten.
Veronica: Hope you liked how I wrote their first time together. Thanks for
the wonderful reviews!! Clark isn't going to try to ruin their lives, he's
still a good guy. But if I do another chapter it will be them worrying a
little that he might.
Katieshaz: Thank you! I think I'm going to leave them having a baby for
another story . . . But I do like the idea. THANKS!
Kathy: Thanks! Glad you liked the chapters. Yeah, Lex and Chloe get to be
together now. YEA!!!! Thanks for the kind reviews.
Autumngold: I'm blushing, THANKS!!! Glad you like it. It figured it was
about time for Lionel to "go away" and let them be happy! LOL