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"I don't know how or why or when but one morning I woke up and realized I was in love. The craziest part about it, we had never even kissed. After ripping him into shreds over my father's unexplainable illness and Lex sobered up he promised me he would take care of it. Now, when a Luthor says they'll take care of something, it normally refers to a pair of concrete shoes. Instead, Lex hired home nursing for my dad and moved the two of us into the mansion. I know, you're thinking there were ulterior motives. Hell, *I* was thinking ulterior motives, but it simply wasn't like that. Now, of course my dreams came more and more often, and more and more often I would wake up and wander the halls of the mansion with no real destination until I'd come out of my haze and realize I was standing in front of his bedroom door. That was a bit unsettling.

"Lex went through two more wives in the course of one year. I teased him constantly and he took it like a man. I went overboard once and behind his back and did a background search on wife number 8. I think it put him in a funk because he stopped dating.

"At this time I had broken things off with Clark and hadn't dated since. Sadly I couldn't even remember the last time I had had sex. Sex with Clark was a no go. He was afraid he'd hurt me or some bull like that. It had been well over three years, since I was in high school, and I was ready to jump the next thing that moved. Of course the next thing that moved in my line of sight was none other than Lex Luthor himself. And did I jump him? You bet I did. He was holding a file and had entered the living room. He didn't even look up at me. And then, well, I said fuck it and took the plunge. I stood up, walked over to where he was standing, grabbed him by his shirt and pushed him back.

"The floor broke his fall. He asked me if I had gone certifiably insane and I told him most likely I had. He laughed and I jumped. Okay, I didn't jump, I kinda dropped to the ground and straddled him and told him word for word everything I planned to do to his body. I'm more than a hundred percent sure he didn't believe me. I had never shown him I was interested in him before besides our verbal sparrings that were sometimes laced with innuendo. Very well placed innuendo.

"It wasn't until I actually started to unbutton his shirt and he leaned up so that I could push it off his shoulders that he took me seriously. And that day, we made love. Okay, maybe not *made love* but there was a certain amount of passion, and the fact that once we started on the rug in the living room, we stayed there until the following afternoon. Sometime within the first hour I was pretty sure one of the staff members had crossed the room and shut and locked the double oak doors. Lex gave the entire wait staff a raise the next day.

"Oh, so anyway, we didn't start a relationship right after that, we were both too busy. I had quit school and was doing work as a freelance investigative journalist. I wasn't exactly sure why you even had to go to school for that, it's pretty simple, but maybe I had had enough experience living in Smallville.

*Chloe clears her throat* "So I left for a month to go after this story. When I got back my father had fallen even more ill. I decided to hang up my reporter hat and after selling my story to the Daily Planet, I stopped writing. I was in the mansion every day, from morning to night and no matter what room I was in I could feel him watching me. *Rolls eyes* He swears that all the security cameras are on a motion sensor, but I don't believe him. Okay so I came back from Gotham after doing a story on some caped guy named Batman. Sold it, and within two weeks I had become a world-renowned reporter. I was thankful to a very good friend of mine named Bruce Wayne for getting me an interview with the masked man. Of course it was Lex who set up the interview with Bruce Wayne, so I pretty much thanked him. In more ways than one.

"After we had been sharing the same bed for about three months I woke up one morning to take a shower and Lex grabbed me, pulling me back into bed. He continued to tell me that I belonged to him and yadda yadda yadda..."

"You knew I was listening."

*Chloe smiles* "I know everything, come here."

*Lex sits down beside her on the bathroom floor*

"Like I was saying, one morning Lex decided he would tell me that he loved me. I don't think we got out of bed for something like three days. About five weeks later I had missed my period and was scared shitless to tell Lex that I was pregnant. I avoided him for all of two hours before he found me out in the garden and asked me why I had become so distant. I cried. I just poured my heart out to him and told him I was pregnant. And then he cried."

"I did not."

"Oh, that's right, he had something in his eyes. *Whispers: He was crying like a little baby* *Lex laughs* Anyway, I am now seven months pregnant with you. My father is gradually getting better after finding out what was causing his illness and finding an antidote and Lex and I are getting married next year. He tried to get me to marry him, but I blew up into a blimp and couldn't fit in the maternity dress we had bought so that was out of the question. So we're waiting. Patiently. I guess what I want you to get out of all of this is that never give up on love. It may not be staring you right in the face, but one day, one day all the smoke will clear and there it will be."

*Chloe moans as her speech is cut off* *Click*

The End