Disclaimer: DC Comics/Warner Bros. Entertainment owns these characters, except for Joanne Kent and Samuel Hamilton; they're mine. This is strictly for my own amusement.
Author's Notes: In this next chapter, Damian and Kara can't fight their attraction, but their families are worried, Alex is released from the psychiatric facility, and later it was time for Kara to go out on her 'promised' date with Alex, much to Damian's dismay. Please read and review. Thanks, everyone! :D
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Chapter 21: Because You Loved Me
The party was still going strong. Everyone seemed to be truly enjoying themselves. It was a rare occasion indeed to have all the famous superhero teams together in one place, but of course a few urgent alerts pulled a few of them away for some kind of emergency or another.
Bruce anxiously stood back and watched Clark and Lois and for a minute, then he suddenly lost sight of Kara and Damian in the crowd. It was her party. Where are they? Bruce suddenly stood up straighter. He wasn't going to turn into Clark or even Ra Ghul who tried to control Damian. He would not do that to him. Damian was an adult, and besides he had girlfriends before and hopefully he knows how to handle himself, but that did not stop him from searching for them and asking about them or wondering where they could be.
~o~o~
Meanwhile, on the observation deck:
Damian and Kara were at that very moment on the lower decks watching the sunset, laughing and smiling happy they were able to spend some time alone. He had wanted to kiss her for so long, and she looked so beautiful when she arrived at her party that he couldn't stop himself when he came up behind her pulled her close. He closed his eyes enjoying their closeness.
Kara leaned into him. "Damian, I don't know what's happening."
"Me neither," he whispered as he breathed her in, taking her inside of him in this one small way. He stroked her hair. "I can't stop thinking about you."
Kara closed her eyes as his words burrowed themselves inside her mind and her heart. "I feel the same."
He still wanted to kiss, but he felt that he should tell her why he hadn't made a move. "Kara, I have to tell you something."
She turned around still within the circle of his arms. "You can tell me anything. What is it?"
"My Father … he's worried …"
"Kara!?" They jumped apart, each feeling embarrassed and sorry they had been caught … again. "Everyone is asking for you." Clark was not in the mood for this. After speaking with Mona and setting up a time for them to meet away from Watchtower and other prying eyes, Mona had agreed not to run the story at least for the time being.
"Of course, I'm coming." Kara walked past him, but she couldn't look at her cousin.
Clark stepped in front of Damian. "Wait here, I wish to speak with you."
"Yes Sir."
Clark sighed as he watched Kara enter an elevator then he walked over to the window enjoying the view, but this next conversation will be hard for both of them. "Kara may seem older than her years, but she's not. She's sixteen years of age. She misses her family immensely and now is not the time for her to be seriously involved with anyone."
"Sir …"
Clark turned to face him. "Let me finish, please. I'm her guardian, and as her guardian, I will look out for her and make sure she's not taken advantage of, no matter who they are."
"I would never do that, Sir."
"I hope you mean that Damian. Both your Father and I are terribly worried about you two."
He hung his head. "I know that Sir."
Clark touched his shoulder. "You're going through a lot yourself. Listen to your Father, Damian. He's a decent man and he's been around the block a few times."
"Yes Sir."
Clark turned to go. "Are you coming?"
"In a minute, if that's Ok?"
"Of course, enjoy the view."
Clark left him standing there. Damian turned back to the window, closed his eyes and wondered again about where he belonged. His Father wanted to help him, but he felt lost. When Kara was around when he was with her, he didn't feel this emptiness, this loneliness that threatened to choke him. Tears welled up.
"Son?" It was Bruce.
Damian wiped his tears away with the back of his hand.
"Don't be afraid to show your feelings. Let me help you."
Confused by his Father's advice, he turned to him. "So which is it? Don't show how I feel or don't be afraid of my feelings? Make up your mind, Father."
Bruce sighed. "Son, I just want to help you. That's all I want."
"If you want to help me, then please don't forbid me to see her."
"Damian, I won't forbid you to see her, but both of you need time to adjust to your new surroundings. Kara will be moving in with Clark and his family once this party is over. I understand she will be attending high school, so you see, she won't have time for …" He hesitated.
"She won't have time for me. Is that what you were going to say?"
"Yes, as I said, she needs this time to adjust. Give her that, and Son, you need this time as well."
Damian knew he spoke the truth. "Alright, I'll stay away from her." He was devastated, but he hid it well.
"I'm not doing this to hurt you." He paused. "Come back to the party, and try to have some fun."
Damian sighed and decided to play along. "Sure, lead the way." He was thinking. If this is what it takes to stop him from getting between Kara and me, then this is what I'll do.
~o~o~
Meanwhile, back at the psychiatric ward:
Alex was pacing in his room, getting more and more agitated.
I have to get out of here. I'm losing her, I can feel it. I have to convince them that I'm not crazy, that I can function in the real world without hurting anyone. I can do this. I'm ready to get this done.
I can't lose her, I can't …
~o~o~
The next day, the Daily Planet offices:
Lois and Clark were trying to come up with a strategy to stop Mona from printing those pictures of their family and ruining their lives, destroying everything they had built and secured for years.
"Well, any ideas?" Lois asked her husband. He was standing by the window looking up at the sky. "Clark?"
"I'm sorry honey." He sighed. "I think we start with one question … What does she want from us, and then we'll go from there."
"What if she wants money or something?"
"Mona won't stoop that low. It would be blackmail, and she can't get away with it."
"You're right of course."
A knock came at the door. "Come in," Lois answered.
Perry came into her office and shut the door. "Why in God's name is Mona Miles doing here?"
Lois and Clark glanced at each other. "She knows, Perry," Clark answered.
"What!? How did she find out?"
"Talia Ra Ghul sent her the photographs I told you about a few weeks ago. Apparently, she sent them to her before she died."
"That is a problem. What are you going to do?"
"That depends on her, Perry. We have to give into her demands. We have no choice in the matter," Clark answered sadly.
"Maybe you do have a choice," Perry said.
"I can't imagine what other choice we would have," Lois said.
"You could tell everyone," Perry said to the shocked couple.
"You can't be serious, Perry," Lois said wondering if he had lost his mind.
"Now listen for a minute."
Clark was not giving into this. "Perry, we have to at least listen to what she has to say. Maybe we can work this out." He paused. "We are not going to tell anyone, ever. Is that clear?" Perry was silent as he thought about it.
"Yes, it's clear," Perry sadly replied.
"I'll go get her," Lois said and left them alone.
"Perry, you should leave. If she knows you know, it will only make matters worse."
"Alright, I'm going," Perry said and left his office.
A minute later, Lois walked in with Mona behind her. Clark realized that she did not have the photographs with her.
Instead of sitting down, Mona walked around their office. "Nice set-up you have here."
Lois and Clark glanced at each other. "What do you want Mona?" Clark asked.
"I need a job," Mona replied.
Lois rolled her eyes. "But you've been at the Inquisitor for years. What happened?" Lois asked.
"It's going out of business, well not entirely. It's going on-line only. It's a death sentence. They won't profit from it."
"Well, they may get lucky?" Clark was doubtful about that.
"There's no such thing in the newspaper business and in six months, The Daily Planet will be the lone newspaper in this city," Mona replied, upset and worried.
"There are other papers, Mona," Lois said hoping to steer her away from the Planet.
"Not in this city and certainly not reputable ones."
"You can't work here, Mona," Lois told her.
Mona was desperate. "But what about the photographs?"
"This is blackmail, plain and simple," Clark said and frowned at her. He then tried to intimidate her. He came over to her and gave her his full height. Mona backed up until she hit a chair. She sat down abruptly. "You should leave."
"I'll print them," she told them.
"If you do, I'll sue you, and that rag you call a newspaper for lies and slander. No one is going to believe it. The photographs were doctored. Whoever sent them to you is a remarkably talented manipulator … with Photoshop!"
She frowned. "You don't have any proof of that. You're bluffing."
"I don't think your editor would think so. As you said, they don't have the money for a long drawn out court battle." She opened her mouth, but did not say anything. Clark continued. "I didn't think so."
Lois walked over to the door and opened it. "Mona, good luck with your job search."
Mona tried to keep her back straight. "You haven't heard the last of me." Mona walked out. Lois rolled her eyes then shut the door.
Clark slumped back onto the desk, took off her glasses and rubbed his eyes.
"You were fantastic," Lois said then gave her incredible husband a hug.
"Do you think she bought it?" Clark was worried.
"I think she did," Lois replied, hopeful that their plan worked.
Perry knocked then came back in. "Well, what happened?"
"It worked," Lois replied.
Perry was doubtful and extremely worried. "I don't trust her."
Lois and Clark glanced at each other. "We have to find the photographs and end this once and for all," Clark said, determined to protect his family.
~o~o~
A few days later, at LexCorp:
Kara was at the company with Sam and Jo. They would be starting college in a few days, and Kara was going to miss them. They had become truly close. Damian had not called her, and she had not called him. It was obvious that their families were not keen on them seeing each other, and she did not want to rock the boat. Kal-El, Lois, and Jo treated her like a member of the family and they helped her get into high school. She would be a sophomore, and she was actually excited about that. It would take her mind off of Damian. She missed him terribly.
Even though, Sam was not working at LexCorp, he did stop in from time to time to consult with the interim executives from the Wayne Foundation just to see how the company was doing. The company was now relatively stabilized, no jobs were lost, and things were now looking up.
Suddenly, Kara got a call. She did not recognize the number. "Hello, Kara Kent here."
"Hello Kara." It was Alex.
"Alex, what's happened?" Kara was shocked to hear from him.
"Well, I haven't heard from you. Are you alright? I saw your debut. You looked fantastic."
Jo and Sam glanced at each other both wondering why he was calling Kara now after all this time.
"Thank you, Alex, but why are you calling?"
"Well, I got word this morning that they're going to release me in about a week."
"Release you?" Kara glanced at Jo and Sam. Both their mouths dropped open.
"Yes, I will be out on bail, and I was hoping we could set up our date." No response. "Kara, are you there."
"Yes, I'm here." Kara was stunned, but she could not go back on her word.
"I'll call you in a few days to confirm where we'll go. Do you have a preference about food?"
"No, I'll eat anything," she responded.
He chuckled. "Me too. I'm so tired of the terrible food in here. It will be terrific to have some real food for a change. I'll call you in a few days. Bye, Kara."
"Good-bye, Alex." Kara hung up the phone.
"What was that all about?" Jo asked her cousin.
"I have a confession to make," Kara began.
"Go on," Sam said.
"I made a deal with him. If he helped us with the assassins, I told him that I would go out with him … on a date."
"You what?" Jo exclaimed, shocked. "You can't go out with him. You have to get out of it somehow. I know, Dad will help you."
"No, no, I can't go back on my word. I told him that I would go out with him and I will."
"But Kara, you can't," Jo was worried about her.
"Look, would they have released him if he were crazy? Well, would they?" Kara tried to look on the bright side.
Jo and Sam glanced at each other. "I suppose," Sam finally replied, still worried.
"Besides, it's only one date. What harm could it do?" Kara asked and dreaded any possible answer to that question.
Kara gasped to herself. She suddenly thought of Damian and prayed he never finds out about the date.
~o~o~
A week later, Alex was released from the psychiatric ward. His attorney met with him and told him to be a decent guy and in a few months when trial would start, this may turn around for him. After the news of the assassin attack had hit the airways and the newspapers, Alex's defense would lean toward what happened there, and his attorney was confident of his defense.
After leaving the hospital, he went directly to LexCorp. He needed a job and the appearance of being a sane person. He was sane, he told himself. His fixation on Kara and getting her into his bed did not make him crazy. He could control himself. It won't be a problem.
He walked into LexCorp as if he owned the place. The security guard was so shocked, that he almost fell out of his chair. "Mr. Luthor?"
"Yes, it's me. You're looking well, Ben."
"Thank you, Mr. Luthor."
"Is Mr. Hamilton here? I understand he comes here from time to time?"
"Well, Sir, I don't see your name on the visitor list."
"Could you please call him? I was hoping to speak to him for just a minute."
Ben did not like this. Mr. Luthor did shoot Mr. Hamilton. "Well, I'm not sure."
"Look, dial the number and then I'll speak to him."
Ben dialed the number then handed him the phone.
Sam answered his private line. "Sam Hamilton here."
"Hello, Sam."
"Alex?" Sam was shocked. "What do you want?"
"I would like a few minutes of your time." Alex was calm and collected. Not like him at all.
Sam had nothing to say to him. "Give me one good reason why I should speak to you or even see you?"
"You need me here. I know what's going on around here," Alex replied, confident he could talk him into it.
"I have no idea what you're talking about." Sam couldn't deny that he was a brilliant businessman.
"Can we discuss this in your office? I'm drawing a crowd down here."
Sam sighed. "Alright, tell Ben to let you up."
Alex handed Ben the phone. Alex was then escorted to the elevators and then he waved goodbye to Ben.
Minutes later, after receiving shocked and curious glances from employees, Alex stood at the door of his old office, but Sam's name was on the door. He shrugged it off then he knocked.
"Come in, Alex," Sam answered the knock, stood up and came over to the door.
Alex walked in, and Sam actually staggered a bit as he stared at him. Sam still could not get over how much they looked alike. It was truly astonishing, same height, breath of shoulders, all exactly the same. The only difference … their eye color.
Alex held out his hand.
Sam stared at it for a moment, unsure whether to shake his hand or not. "I can't, I'm sorry."
"That's Ok," Alex said and lowered his hand. He slowly walked around Sam's office, and nothing much had changed.
"I'm listening, Alex. Were you truly serious about working here?" Sam did not think it was such a bright idea.
"Well, I know the company was sold to the Wayne Foundation. I recognized a few of their consultants."
"Yes, that's true. The sale went through a few days ago. Why would you wonder about that? It does not concern you. You have no claim on this company, or any of Luthor's assets."
Alex held up his hands. "Don't get upset. I know I have no claim on anything in this town."
Sam calmed down a bit. "So I'll ask you again. Were you serious about working here? It won't work."
"Well, maybe not here in this department, but maybe in research and development. I've always been interested in start-up, you know getting things started from the ground up. This company could use a few new ideas to get things going again. Well, what do you say?"
"You truly are wasting your time here. I don't do any hiring or firing. That's up to the consultants."
"But you must have some say in it?" Alex was sure of this.
"No, I don't."
He frowned. "I don't believe you."
"Believe what you want, but I suggest you call H.R. next time, and speak with Diana Johnson, the head of H.R."
Alex was losing it. Taking a few deep breaths, he stared at him. "Fine, I'll give her a call." He took another breath. "I appreciate you taking the time to speak with me. Have a nice day." He abruptly turned and walked out.
Sam narrowed his eyes as he stared at the door. He wanted to feel him out and he got his answer loud and clear.
~o~o~
Later that evening at the Kent house:
"She did what?!" Clark was astounded at Kara's thinking.
"Now Dad, stay calm," Jo said as she watched her Father pace back and forth getting more and more agitated by the minute.
Just then, Kara walked in loaded down with books from her first day of school. "I need a backpack, maybe one with rollers." She stopped suddenly as she placed her books on the dining room table. Removing her black wig and fake glasses, she knew what was going on just from the looks of their faces. Groaning to herself then shook out her hair. She turned to her cousin. "Now Kal-El before you bite my head off, let me explain."
"Kara, I told you to call me Clark here at the house. Kal-El at Watchtower, Clark here got it?"
"I got it, sheesh!" Kara mumbled and sat down to do her homework, unconcerned about her family and their constant worry about her.
"Kara, I told him about Alex and your date," Jo said.
"Oh, that; it's no big deal. I'm going out with him on Saturday. He just called me."
"Kara, no, you can't do it," Clark was terribly worried about her.
"Kal, I mean, Clark, it's for a few hours. He'll be here at 7:00 pm and I'll be home by 9:00, and then that will be that, no more dates."
"Are you sure about that Kara? He won't settle for that, and you know it," Jo asked, unsure about her thinking.
"I'm sure about it. I won't go out with him again. That will be the end of it, please stop worrying. Now, I have to study, or should I go to my room? I need the space here. There's no desk in my room."
Clark sighed. "Of course, go ahead and study. I'll have Lois get you a backpack," Clark said and went upstairs to call his wife, who was still at work.
Jo tentatively sat down and watched Kara for a moment. "Kara, I hope you know what you're doing."
Suddenly, the doorbell rang. Jo knew who it was. She opened the door, and Sam walked in. He kissed her cheek. "Hi, honey."
"Hi, Sam, and thank you for coming. Kara, Sam is here, and he needs to talk to you."
Kara groaned. "What is it now?"
"Hi, Kara." He sat down and so did Jo. "You should know that Alex came to the office today, unannounced and asked for a job at LexCorp."
She was surprised to hear that. "What did you tell him?"
"I told him that I did not have any authority to hire him. He looked pretty upset and then he left."
"How upset? Did he rant and rave, like a crazy person?" Kara was being sarcastic, but inside she was worried.
"No, he didn't but …"
"And did he threaten you in some way?" Kara crossed her arms.
"No, Kara, he didn't but …"
"But what? What were you going to say?"
"I just got this awful vibe from him. When I explained that I had no authority to hire him, he took it badly. It felt as if he were holding himself back to prove that he was ready, that he could be trusted, but I don't trust him, not at all and you shouldn't either."
She stood up suddenly. "A vibe, truly? Look, I am not a child and I can take care of myself. The date is set for Saturday, please get over it." She then gathered up her books and headed upstairs. "I'll be in my room."
Jo and Sam both sighed.
"She can't go through this alone. Someone has to be there for her. I know what, I'll call Damian. He asks about her every day," Jo said.
"He does? I knew he still cared about her. It was pretty obvious, especially witnessing them on Watchtower," Sam thoughtfully said.
Kara had just come out of her room and had overheard them talking. Damian asks about me? Oh, Damian.
~o~o~
Meanwhile, at the Mansion:
Damian was at that moment about to pick up his phone and call Kara, but his Father entered his room to give him the unwelcome news.
When Damian heard it, he didn't believe it. "She made a deal with him?"
"I'm sorry Son."
"No, you're not. You're happy about this."
"Do you think I want to see you unhappy? Of course, I don't."
Damian sighed. "I'm sorry, Father, but there must be an explanation for this. I know she doesn't like him. She never once talked about him."
"Well, that should have given you a clue. She was hiding it."
"I don't believe that." He then thought about it. "I'm calling her, and you can't stop me so don't even think about it."
Bruce held up his hands. "Don't say I didn't warn you." He then left him alone.
Kara was almost done with her assignments, when her phone rang. She knew the number. "Damian?"
"Yes, Kara, it's me."
She sat up in bed, smoothed her hair as if he could see her. She felt silly. "How are you, I mean … ummm …."
He interrupted her. "Kara, I know about the date."
Kara fumed, but did not reply. Her silence spoke volumes.
"Then it's true?" Damian was hurt, but he had no one to blame but himself. He had stayed away from her, left her alone, all because their families thought they weren't ready for any of it. Now, he realized what a terrible mistake he had made.
"Yes, Damian, it's true, but you have to listen to me."
"Go on." The pain was unbearable, but he wanted and needed an explanation.
"Alex refused to help us with the assassins. I knew he had feelings for me, so I told him that I would go out with him for one date, and that's it, one date."
"Kara, it was deceitful to do that. I'm sure his hopes are up, maybe thinking there could be something between you, but it's all a lie."
"I realize that now, but I can't back out. Damian, he's the last person I want to see." She paused almost in tears. "I want to be with you, no one else."
His heart soared at her confession. "Oh, Kara, I miss you too."
"What am I going to do?" She tried to hold back her tears.
"Kara, listen to me. You have to back out of it, you have to."
She sniffed and wiped at her eyes. "Damian, I can't do that. I gave him my word, and I can't back out now. My word is all I have, and I promised him."
He couldn't fault her for it. Her heart was true and pure, and he couldn't fault her for doing something at the time that felt honest and desperate, but he had to help her. "What time is the date? I'll shadow you, follow you, just to be sure you'll be Ok."
"I don't know, Damian. What if he sees you? It could set him off or something."
"Kara, you don't feel safe with him, do you? That's why I have to be there."
She got the feeling he would be there no matter what she told him. "Alright, he's picking me up here at the house a little before 7:00 and then we'll be at a French restaurant downtown. It's called Chez Daniel, located off 34th Street and 8th Avenue."
"I'll be there, but you won't see me unless you need to."
Kara was truly grateful. "Thank you, Damian."
"Bye, Kara."
~o~o~
Chez Daniel, 7:15 pm, Saturday night:
Alex jumped out of the car, helped Kara out, and then handed the keys to the valet. He felt like the luckiest man in the world. He had gained an appointment for a job interview, not at LexCorp, but one of the many corporations that had sprung up recently. The economy was on the upswing, and he was going to work his way up from the bottom. It didn't matter, as long as he could support himself and maybe one day a family.
He held out his arm and Kara took it. She was truly stunning this evening. Her long blonde hair was hanging loose about her shoulders. The glasses were a surprise, but she explained that she needed a disguise. He understood.
She was wearing calf-high black boots, a black jersey evening dress. It wasn't low cut, but just below her neckline that showed off her beautiful throat and shoulders.
"You look lovely, Kara," Alex told her again.
"Thank you Alex, but please stop complimenting me. You're swelling my head," she said, trying to make light of it.
He chuckled at her quip. "You deserve it, especially after what I put you through." He didn't actually want to talk about those nights in the lab, but he found himself thinking about those nights more and more.
The hostess brought them to their table. After pouring their wine and taking their orders, the waiter left them alone.
Kara decided to set the tone for the evening. She was not going to talk about those nights in the lab. "Look Alex, you and I both know the reason I asked you out. So, let's leave it at that."
He frowned. "Keep telling yourself that, Kara, but I can't forget those looks you gave me at the courthouse, in jail and at the psych center." He grinned at her shocked expression. "You know it's true, so please don't try and deny it."
Not far away just out of hearing range, a tall, handsome, gentleman sat and watched the couple. His menu was high enough to cover his face, so he watched them closely on the alert for anything that may happen.
Kara took several deep breaths and thought about his words. She had felt something during those visits, but now there was Damian and what she felt for him far surpassed anything she had felt for Alex. It was clear to her now. "Alex, look …"
He stopped her by taking her hand and held it tightly. She tried to pull her hand free, but he wouldn't let go. "Kara, please just forget about all of it. Enjoy your meal and then we'll talk."
He finally released her hand. Alex sighed, but did not try and take her hand again. Minutes later, their food arrived and then they ate in silence. Kara refused to talk to him. Her nerves were raw. She finally admitted to herself that she had led him on, and it had been wrong and deceitful. Damian was right about that.
Damian frowned and continued to watch them. It was clear even from where he was sitting that they were not enjoying each other's company. He felt Kara's resistance and Alex was trying way too hard to get her to talk to him.
"Kara, please talk to me. How are you? I read about the celebration on Watchtower, and I saw you on television. Everyone loves you." He paused then glanced at his plate. "By the way, who was that tall, dark-haired man? He seemed to be following you around all evening."
He was casual and relaxed with his question, but Kara felt the steel will underneath it. It grated her nerves and suddenly she was terrified for Damian. She cleared her throat and took a sip of water, but she refused to answer him.
Alex closed his eyes for a moment then hoping to get a rise out of her, he murmured, "I know who he is."
Kara did not like his tone. "You stay away from him."
"Aha …who is he?"
She frowned. "I thought you just said you knew who he was?"
He frowned too. "What I meant to say was that I know what he is. He's a member of that Justice League team."
"Yeah, so what? We're friends."
"Friends? I'm not an idiot," he raised his voice.
"Alex, calm down." She looked around but did not see Damian anywhere.
"I'm perfectly calm," Alex said and took a deep breath.
Kara put her fork down. "I'm finished. Please take me home."
"Kara, I'm sorry, please. I won't ask about him again. I promise."
She did not want to make a scene, so she picked up her fork and quietly finished her meal. She glanced at him several times, then she couldn't hold it in anymore. "Alex, I cannot believe you brought a gun on our date."
He frowned. "It's for my protection. I've gotten a few death threats." He tried to change the subject. "Would you like dessert? This place is famous for it."
She did not believe him. "No thank you." She sighed. "Alex, about the gun …?"
He sighed. "Kara …"
She sighed again and realized he wasn't going to tell her the real reason he had brought a loaded weapon on their date. "Please take me home, Alex. I'm sorry, but this was a mistake."
"What do you mean a mistake?" Alex was getting upset.
She looked around then tried to diffuse the situation. "Please, Alex, can we go now?"
"Not until you answer me. Did you want to go out with me or was this a pity date?"
"I explained why, and no, it was not pity, not at all. I just …" She hesitated.
"You what? What was the real reason you asked me out? You asked me out Kara, not the other way around."
She sighed. "I'm sorry, Alex, but it was the only way you would help us. You were attracted to me, so I asked you out so you would help us." She repeated herself. "That's all there was to it." She paused. "I'm sorry."
He covered his ears. "Noooo! Stop saying that!" He raised his voice again.
That was it. Damian left his chair and came over to them. "Kara, is there a problem here?"
"You!" Alex suddenly stood up, knocking over his chair. "You did this! She's mine! Do you hear me?! Stay away from her!" He pulled out the gun.
"Nooo, Alex, don't do this!" Kara screamed terrified for Damian.
Damian reacted immediately. Kara realized it was happening again. She couldn't use her heat vision; someone could be harmed. Damian grabbed Alex's arm, the gun raised over his head then he tackled Alex to the floor.
The gun went off, but no one was hurt. Everyone screamed and ran for the exit.
This time they were not evenly matched. Damian was stronger, taller, and he had been trained to fight and to protect himself at all costs. He gained the upper hand pretty quickly pulling the gun from his hand. After pulling Alex up from the floor, a few waiters came over to subdue Alex until the police could arrive.
Damian walked over to Kara. She watched him come closer, admiring him, then she went into his arms holding him close. "It's over." He whispered and pulled her closer and stroked her back.
All Alex could do was stand there and watch them knowing he was going back to prison, and this time, there would be no help from her or anyone else.
TBC!
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Song Inspiration: Because You Loved Me, Whitney Houston.
A/N: Alex and his irrational fixation on Kara had to end badly. That was televised, wasn't it? Did it have to end this way? Well, yes and no. There really wasn't a threesome, not really. I feel kind of bad for Alex. He wanted to change but he was hooked. Poor guy. Please come back next week for an update. Thanks for reading everyone. Reviews are love.