A/N: Hey, I'm back. I don't know if anyone was waiting for this, but here's the start of the sequel to Metropolis Love. Please R&R! Thanks!
Disclaimer: I don't own Smallville.
Prologue:
Lex was lying peacefully in bed in a sleepy daze, not quite awake and not quite asleep. He loved the mornings. That is, he loved them before he had to get up and go to work. Chloe had told him a million times that if he didn't like what he was doing than why didn't he just quit? But it wasn't that he hated the work, it was that he hated his father.
Even after seven years of his total and complete service to Luthorcorp his father was always around, always badgering him in his subtle ways. Keeping Lex on his toes through the years. There wasn't much Lex could do about it, he had resigned to that fact awhile ago. Lionel was the head of Luthorcorp; he had created it even if it was under nefarious circumstances.
Just as Lex was beginning to relax again, something suddenly pummeled his face. He sat up and realized it was only the blanket being tossed off and landing on him. He was fully awake now; pulling off the covers he stared at his very pregnant wife storming out of bed.
"Chloe," he sighed, knowing this was going to fall on deaf ears. "You need to slow it down now. The baby will come any minute now if you don't."
"No can do Lex," she said forcefully, pulling clothes out of her closet. "I've got places to be, people to see."
"Does one of those people include me?" he pouted. She stopped to stare at him; he knew that she couldn't resist him when he looked at her like that.
Chloe waddled around to his side of his bed. She leaned in and gave him the kiss he had been hoping for.
"Lex, you know I've got to meet Clark and Lois in Metropolis. I've got that information they need for the story they've been working on," she reasoned.
"You shouldn't be working right now," he grumbled. "Clark and Lois should know that."
"Come on Lex," Chloe scoffed. "This isn't really working, it's researching."
"Ok, ok. One last thing then I'm done. I promise," Lex said.
Chloe threw him a 'yeah right' look, but nodded. "Ok."
"Why can't you just email it or fax the info to them, tell them on the phone or something?" Lex questioned.
"Because this stuff is highly classified," she informed him, sounding too much like a spy for Lex's comfort. "I don't want anyone to know about it. I can't let anyone know about it."
Lex through her a concerned look. Not that he didn't believe he could protect his wife, he just wondered if she should have been dabbling in these kinds of stories, in her condition or at anytime at all.
Chloe stopped to look at Lex; she knew the look on his face. "Lex look, don't worry, only a limited amount of people know I have this info, and trust me they aren't going to spill."
"Can you at least tell me what this is about?" he asked, knowing she wouldn't tell him. They'd been married long enough for him to know that asking about Chloe's stories was almost one hundred percent of the time off limits.
"You know I can't Lex." She always answered apologetically. "Just trust me, ok?"
He let out a sigh. He could do that. "You know I do… When will you be home?"
"Around four," she told him as she finished dressing; she stepped back for inspection. "Ok so how do I look?"
Lex took in the sight of her appreciatively, even at eight months she cold make a short skirt and tight shirt look hot. "Like my very pregnant wife."
She looked dejected at his answer. "Oh, so you mean fat."
"No," Lex answered slowly. "I mean beautiful, extremely beautiful."
Chloe's face lit up in a radiant smile. She walked over to him and kissed him long and passionately. Pulling back an inch so their foreheads still touched, Chloe breathed out, "You always know the right things to say."
Lex smiled and then shrugged. "I try."
She kissed him again. "I love you Lex."
He hugged her close. "I love you too, Chloe."
Well that's the prologue. Remember I said this one is going to be darker than the first. So I hope you like this chapter and the rest soon to come.
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