TITLE: Desperation
RATING: Strong R for Violence and Language
DISCLAIMER: I own nothing (dammit)
SUMMARY: Pregnant Lana is kidnapped by Helen.
PAIRINGS: Lex and Lana/ Helen and Lex

It felt like a white hot iron had been placed in the small of her back, and the pain wrapped its nasty fingers around her middle and settled at her groin. She screamed and then gritted her teeth and growled. Like a woman knows, Lana knew that the baby would be born soon. Very soon. She looked around the plain white room, and wondered where the bitch was. She hated her, but at the same time was deathly afraid of giving birth on her own. And Helen was a doctor after all.

Another sharp pain, and Lana felt herself split in two. A rush of fluid, like a garden hose had just been turned on, flowed from her body, and Lana began to cry. Hoarse, thick sobs- very unbecoming of a lady, but Lana didn't care. She felt manic almost, posessed by the devil himself maybe and she JUST WANTED IT OUT!

"How are we feeling?" Helen asked sweetly as she swept into the room. "How the fuck do you think I'm feeling!" Lana screamed back at her. During the contractions, Lana had gone from lying on her back, to crouching on all fours, to back again, and just lately she very much resembled a crab. She braced herself up on her arms, and while her butt was resting on the bed, her knees were bent and open.

Yes, soon.

There was no way of knowing how long she had been locked in this room. The last real time that she could recall was 7:30am. She'd gotten up, showered, and had decided to go to the retirement center in town at the last minute because she'd been filled with a sudden burst of energy- a giant change from the past few weeks. She couldn't drive of course, and so she had a driver take her there. She'd been so preoccupied with her thoughts and to-do lists that it was a full 25 minutes before she realized that the driver had gone the wrong way. It took another 5 for Lana to realize that her driver was completely ignoring her questioning, and she felt the first cold stab of fear. She'd hugged her belly, as if trying to protect the baby inside, and sat in silence until the car finally stopped at some run down looking warehouse.

Men with guns had taken Lana by the arms and thrust her into this room, and there sat Helen. The shock of seeing her had stunned Lana so badly that she barely even tried to get away (as if she could have) when Helen pounced on her and injected a syringe full of a clear liquid into her upper arm. The world became fuzzy.