Lois watched silently from the sidelines with Clark as Lex and Bruce talked silently at the other side of the private waiting room. She had never seen a man so terrified and not even bothering to hide it. It took Wayne a long time to get the other man to acknowledge his presence, let alone speak to him.
"Clark, what's going to happen?"
Clark Kent rested his elbows on his thighs as he stared at his former best friend. He could not read anything other than fear in the man's eyes. There was no real way he could hazard a guess about what he was going through at that moment. All he knew was that his heart stopped when he overheard the paramedics say that his best friend for so many years was in danger. He shook his head. "I don't know," he whispered. "I didn't even know she was pregnant. I mean, why would she hide if she were? Was she scared of Lex?"
The brunette beside him took his hand and squeezed. "I—I knew. I helped her hide. I'm sorry."
Clark glanced back at his partner in confusion. "What?"
"It was my need to find out the truth, Clark. You know that. You were uncomfortable with me running around digging where I shouldn't have been," she explained. "That's how it all started. I was reading her life over and meeting people she knew. I researched on her life and I was just… so sad it ended like that." She turned in her chair to face Clark, her eyes shining in earnest. "And the more I found out, the more I thought… she's just like me. And I wished I met her. I looked at pictures and articles, all telling me I could have been that girl. And then, something amazing happened. I walked into a coffeehouse and she was… She was there, Clark. I had to help her."
"I guess you are like her," was all he said. "You look for the truth and get more than you bargain for."
"We're all looking for the truth, Clark. That's why we're journalists." She gave him a small smile that turned to a frown when the doctor walked into the room. "You've known him for a while, haven't you?"
Clark nodded. "Even before he met Chloe."
"Who do you think he'll choose if he had to?"
"The baby," Clark answered, not even needing to think about it. "Lex had always thought he would never have one. He's had a dream of having a brother all his life. Now a son… That would something."
At the other end of the room, Bruce Wayne stood next to his old friend as the doctor approached him. Even before the doctor spoke, Lex said, "Save my wife. I don't care how much it costs, doctor. I choose her."
Bruce moistened his lips. It was a decision that Lex had not even shared with him.
"Mr Luthor, I know you're confused and frustrated right now. The other doctors are looking at her right now. I was just sent here to see if there's anything you needed, if anyone demands medical attention. But I have to remind you that she's between the first and second trimester. This is not a matter of choosing to save the mother. Without her, there would be no baby."
Lex's back visibly relaxed. "So I don't have to choose?"
The doctor shook his head. "In the worst case scenario, you would only be advised to allow us to remove the baby for the mother's safety."
His mind flashed back to the terror and anger Chloe had experienced when she woke up to find out that he had effectively killed their baby. "No," he whispered. "I can't do that."
They both turned to see another doctor walk into the room. X's heart raced. It hadn't been an hour since they arrived. He dreaded hearing the words. Bruce Wayne's supporting hand on his shoulder calmed him just a bit. His eyes sought Clark's, and the quiet comfort he found in them gave him the strength not to fold his knees. "Mr Luthor. She's going to be fine."
Lex blinked a few times, processing the doctor's words. "Wha—What?"
"One of her vessels burst from the pressure of the fall, but the man took the brunt of it. She bled because of the vessel but we cauterized it. She should be fine."
Lex looked down at his trembling hands, unable to find the words to respond. The doctors instead nodded at the to her occupants of the room. "If you want to visit her, Ms Sullivan will be taken to room 515 in a few minutes. She just needs some rest and…" The doctor looked at Lex, who still was staring down at the floor unresponsive. "No sexual activity for about one month."
When the doctors left, Bruce clapped Lex on the back. Both Clark and Lois had also risen to grasp Lex's arms. "You see, Lex… everything turned out right."
Lex's throat worked furiously as he swallowed the large knot. He ran his hand over his face and backed into a chair. He slumped heavily on it. "Could you all leave me for a little while?" he whispered.
"Sure. Sure." His three companies hurriedly left the room.
At the sound of the door closing, Lex leaned his head back on the wall, his eyes tightly shut. He swallowed to free his throat. It was only then that he felt the burn all the way to his cheeks and his eyelids. His temples throbbed with the effort to keep himself in check. Finally, a lone silver steak from the corner of his eye, and shone down his cheek to vanish below his chin.
Lex Luthor stepped into the hospital room silently, not willing to wake her up if he caught her sleeping. To his surprise, there she was, golden hair illuminated by the incandescent above a small table, sitting propped up by large white pillows. "Hey," he managed to choke out.
It was almost like that bright smile of hers, unchanged over the years, was out of place not only in the starkness of the hospital but also in all the events that happened, that he instigated really, that took them to this moment. But like all her smiles and words or even just her breath, this particular one drew him to her. Lex walked over to the foot of her bed and looked down at her, not knowing how to begin.
She took the decision out of his hands when she held up hers and said, "What are you doing all the way there, Lex? Come here."
He carefully took her hand and sat at the edge of the bed, just by her belly. Chloe placed his palm on her stomach and closed her eyes. It was just a tiny flutter, but it was enough. Lex felt everything rise to his chest until he could barely breathe. "Chloe," he managed. Lex removed his palm from where it rested and instead pressed his trembling lips on the heartbeat. "I almost lost you both. Again."
"Shhhh." She ran her hand comfortingly on his scalp. "I know, Lex. But you didn't. And I am so proud of you."
He lifted his face from where it was pressed against the blanket as he stared at her. "Why?"
The corner of her mouth lifted in a grin. "I'm not exactly frozen at the moment."
"Oh God!" he groaned, burying his face once more in her belly. "I can't believe you actually made a joke about that. Chloe—"
She took a deep breath and caught his face with her hands. Chloe pulled him to her and he carefully placed his arms on either side of her so he wouldn't crush her. "Lex, I love you so much I think I've gone insane with it. And after I found out what… what you did, I was terrified. Not because of you, but because of what I made you do."
"It wasn't your fault," he denied.
"I guess I've always harbored this belief that I was saving you, when in fact, I pushed you to the edge."
He caught her hand and placed a kiss her palm. Chloe closed her fingers over it. "I disagree." When she opened her mouth to speak, he placed one finger over it. "You saved me everyday, Chloe. I would have long gone to my father's hell if I didn't have you. But we have the rest of our lives to hear your arguments, okay?"
"You still owe me dinner," she reminded him.
"Oh and I still have a contract with Bruce."
"I'm sure I can persuade him not to file charges if you can't complete it," he said teasingly.
"Oh you think? Because you know, my boss Bruce Wayne is one tough businessman."
"Who are you talking to here?" Lex leaned down to press a kiss on her forehead and closed her eyes, breathing in her scent and feeling the heartbeat of his tomorrow against his palm.
Lex didn't even notice when he started to fall asleep sitting on the chair, with her hand in his. When he awoke, the sun streamed through the windows of the hospital. Funny how just a few months ago, he was freezing in a closed off room in his building in Metropolis, harboring a secret that destroyed so many lives. Now, he was here, warmed by daylight, with his family by his side. All that was left was to see Gabe. That would come soon. When she was ready to travel. By then, he would have thought about the best way to apologize. Funny, really. Funny but so beautiful.