A/N: I know it has been forever since I last updated and sorry about that, but I am updating now. Enjoy….

Chapter Fourteen

Cassie sat on the couch of her apartment quietly watching TV thinking over everything that had happened.

She had coaxed Clark back into her apartment and they had sat down agreeing to tell each other everything. Cassie wasn't prepared for what she heard.

Clark had gone home, after the long tiring conversation. Cassie looked at the clock; it was four in the morning. She shoved herself off the couch and walked around her living room trying to find something to make everything make sense.

Why did she feel like this? She had no right too.

Sank to the floor at the foot of her bed and felt tears in her eyes. Why did she feel like this? It was ridiculous? She had learned that Clark and Lois…or rather Superman and Lois had indeed loved each other.

But a son…

Cassie choked on a sob, she felt scared, abandoned, angry, yet she couldn't justify any of these feelings. That was a lie.

She was scared because if it came down to it would Clark choose Cassie or Lois, the mother of his child. She felt abandoned because she knew she would never mean as much as Lois did to Clark and she was angry because Clark couldn't be a normal father to his son.

One of her cats meowed and lay down beside her. She stood up and went over to the phone, she picked it up and was about to dial her mothers number, she needed to get out of the city, to think but the TV distracted her.

"I am not sure Brian, but from our reports Superman is being held in the top floor of this building." She stared at the reporter from the twenty four hour news channel. "Yes, yes, it has just been confirmed that crazed career criminal Lex Luther has re-immerged claiming to have Superman held hostage."

Cassie fell to the ground panic clutching her chest. This wasn't possible, she had just seen Clark, and he had just been in her apartment.

Something inside her gripped her very soul. She got up and grabbed her overcoat and left the apartment quickly. She recognized the building; her firm had just finished work on it. She ran into the elevator and pushed the button to the lobby.

The elevator moved unbelievably slowly. She threw herself out of it when it reached the ground floor. She ran out into the street. She could vaguely feel rain drops on her cheeks, she ignored them and ran down the steps of her building and threw herself into the first cab she saw.

"Fifth please."

"Fifth, lady are you crazy? It may be four but it is jumping over there what with the news crews and all,"

"Look just get me as close as you can," The man nodded sceptically and drove on.

She had no idea why she was going there or what her plan was but she had to get there. She had to be sure…

"That is as far as I am willing to go, I ain't pulling a three point turn with all these people around," The man said rather savagely. Cassie threw the money she had on her at the front seat and got out of the cab.

She weaved her way through all the people to the police barrier. The police were trying to hold the people and reporters from getting near the building but occasionally an over ambitious reporter or strange person wearing a Superman t-shirt would get through the barrier and dash the building.

Suddenly Cassie felt a pain in her right temple.

'Quickly the guards can't see you,' a voice screamed in her head. She had no idea where the voice was coming from but she trusted it and ran. The building didn't seem to be getting any closer until she actually broke through the door.

The lobby was empty. Cassie ran over to the elevators as if a mysterious force was pulling her guiding her through the building. Just before she got in for some reason she turned and saw Lois Lane being restrained by the police, for some reason it made her smile to her self.

For once in her life Cassie felt no fear, no intimidation. She knew she was meant to be there. Her wet jacket clung to her skin. She shed the uncomfortable garment and shivered as a cold breeze bit into her skin only shielded by her nightie. She could see her self reflected in the doors of the elevator, she was standing there, hair soaked, wearing her baby doll style white nightie about to face Lex Luther.

The doors opened and she looked into the darkness that flooded her. She couldn't see a thing. She took a step until the doors closed on the elevator leaving her in complete darkness. A sense of foreboding clutched her just before a large beefy hand wrapped around her neck.

She let out a stifled scream as the hand tightened its grip. Her feet left the ground, she couldn't breath.

"I didn't think you were actually stupid enough to come, mind you I tend to give people more credit then they are worth." The voice pierced the darkness suddenly. Lights switched on and Cassie's eyes were blinded.

Everything in the room was painted white, there was no furniture, just a couple of enormous wooden crates and a couple of burly men and then there was Lex. He was standing across the floor from them in a white suit, his horrible bald head reflecting everything in the room.

His eyes took Cassie in quickly, "Why, you aren't Lois Lane," He said methodically walking over to stand in front of Cassie. He looked her up and down, "No you are more…angelic. 'Bout time the old clout moved on you know, what with Lois with that other fellow now, and a son and everything, myself, I like to get rid of my women before they get the chance to." He smiled at Cassie and patted her cheek. "That's enough Bruno; I doubt Superman will save a corpse."

The man let go of Cassie, she fell to a heap on the ground gasping and splutter for air. The man bent down and grabbed a hold of her upper arm and hauled her into a standing position.

She tried to take in her surroundings a little more. There were five men; they were all wearing white suites, shaved heads, extremely muscular and all looking like they couldn't add two and two. There was another man in the room Cassie just notice, he was short and his suit was rather grey. He had curly grey hair and a moustache and looked rather crazy.

She looked back at Luther; she couldn't believe that she had just walked into a trap.

"Max, fix the elevator, we don't want police or a certain reporter getting in our way." Luther walked further into the room. The man holding her, Bruno, followed him practically dragging Cassie behind him until she got her feet underneath her.

It occurred to her that the trap was meant for Lois. It was a funny feeling knowing that she was there instead. She couldn't let Clark walk into this because she was stupid enough to walk into it. An idea hit her, it was a long shot but it was worth a shot.

"Don't come Superman," She screamed. Bruno quickly covered her mouth as Luther spun on his heel to glare at her. He quickly marched over to stand in front of her struggling form.

"Very silly, because now he knows you're in trouble, and oh, he'll come." He snarled.