When she came to, she was wearing an itchy, white hospital gown, and was strapped down flat on her back in a small bed. Helen sat nearby, and seeing that Lana was now awake, she smiled and moved closer so that Lana could see her. "What? Wha.." Lana could barely form whole thoughts let alone get them out properly. She shook her head, and tried to begin again. "What?" Helen chuckled. "I doubt you'll really be able to speak for another half hour or so. The drugs I gave you are quite powerful."
What drugs?
As if hearing her, Helen answered, "A sedative and a good dose of Oxytocin." She smiled sympatheticly at Lana's ignorance of drugs and explained, "It will bring on labor." She stood, and examined Lana's very large stomach which made Lana want to kick her in the face.
Get away from my baby!
"You're very far along already, so this is really just a helping hand. Shouldn't be long." She smiled again, and then disappeared from Lana's line of sight. She heard a door latch, followed by the click of a lock sliding into place, and knew that Helen had left. From her vantage point, Lana could only see the wall closest to her, which was plain white with no adornement. From what she could remember of the room, it was small, square-ish, lit by a single naked bulb and windowless. Her feet were cold, and it was then that Lana realized that her legs were strapped down as well. She tried not to panic, and did her very best not to think of coffins, tunnels, basements or any other small confined places.
Yeah. Didn't work.
"Help!" she screamed finally, though to her ears it sounded like mush, and even though she understood that nobody in this place probably gave a shit, she screamed again anyway and did so for several minutes. When the echoes died away, the crying started. She was too drugged to think properly, and only had the vaguest idea of what was happening to her. Kidnapped. By Helen. That's bad.
The baby inside of her was very still, asleep maybe, lulled into peaceful unconscious by the drugs they had been given. She wished he weren't. More than anything right now she wanted to know that he was okay, and even a kick to the bladder would be positive. Lana had no concept of the time, but no doubt Lex already knew about her disappearence. She tried to send him some kind of subliminal message, but she was pretty sure that only worked in the movies. Still, Lana centered her thoughts on Lex. Maybe he would get them after all. In just a few minutes, the door would break down, and there he'd be, ready to take her back home.
Any minute now.
The room was eerily quiet, and since it didn't appear that the cavalry were about to bust in (yet), Lana tried to focus on the problem. What did Helen want? Must be money, Lana's drug induced brain reasoned, because it certainly wouldn't allow her to think of that. There's no way that Helen would want that. No, it must be money, and really, this was a great way to get it. Kidnap a man's pregnant wife, and he'll hand over his mother. Helen did want money before- she'd tried to kill Lex to get it.
She was a reasonable person, had even almost been Lana's friend. Surely they could talk this through and come to an understanding. X amount of money to be transferred to someplace Swiss. Gotcha.
Lana squirmed under her straps. The weight of the baby was heavy on her kidneys, and it wouldn't be long before the little ache she was feeling turned into a problem. Maybe it wasn't a bad thing after all that Alexander was being so still. If he managed to wake before Lex rescued her- well better to not think of that. Everything will be fine in just a few more minutes.