Disclaimer: As always, I disclaim.
A/N: Well.erm.this is Chapter 4.and I guess that's it.
Lex straightened his collar and sucked in a deep breath. As Kyla suggested he decided on the black suit. He had yet to discover why he was so nervous. She was just another woman, certainly not the first he'd met. He sighed. Should he really have gone with the blue shirt?
A knock sounded on the office door. "Come in," Lex said, sounding slightly annoyed. Kyla entered, smiling nervously.
"Ah, Mr. Luthor. There's no word yet on that shard of yours. NASA does use similar alloys. At least that's what your scientist says, so they may have been experimenting. It's surely more likely than any 'spaceship' theory," she added disdainfully.
"Forget that," Lex ordered, pausing uncomfortably. "How.do I look?"
"Very nice Mr. Luthor. I'm sure she'll be impressed. But, you should have worn your hair up."
Lex pulled a toothbrush from his suit pocket. "Don't worry, it's new. You may start in the hallway, Miss Evans."
As he strolled out the front door, he heard Kyla call shrilly, "He's not serious?!"
* * * * * * * * * * * *
Pamela was sleeping, the monitors the only sound in the room. Brina lay, curled up in a chair beside her, a makeshift hospital pillow tucked beneath her head. Sometime during the night, a member of the staff had lightly draped a blanket over her slumbering form. Lex entered, careful not to wake them. Both looked so peaceful that he could not bring himself to disturb either. Brina stirred and a content sigh escaped between her parted lips. Slowly she woke, rubbing her sore neck. She brushed the hair from her eyes and stretched her arms out before her.
"Morning," Lex said, almost shy, which produced a slight blush to fill the apples of his cheeks. Brina, too, turned scarlet because Lex Luthor was standing over her. Not in a threatening way, but it intimidated her all the same. She looked over at her aunt, who was resting in a somewhat calm manner. Brina's mother, Caroline, had spent most of the night with Pam and around 2 a.m. Brina drove her home, staying by Pamela's side ever since.
"Hi." she said uncertainly, still sounding sleepy.
"Sleep well?" There was a note of concern in the casual question.
Brina stood and stretched. She wore faded jeans and a hooded white sweatshirt, Metropolis U stitched on the front. She gave Lex a vague look, but didn't answer him. Lex took a seat in one of the hospital's trademark uncomfortable chairs trying to think of something relevant to say to Brina. He'd noticed a coffee machine on the way in.
"Coffee?" he said, and immediately felt like smacking himself. What had happened to the rest of the sentence?
Brina smiled at him, amused. "There's a machine down the hall in the waiting room," she informed him.
Lex grinned sheepishly. "No, I meant do you want some coffee?"
She gave Lex a pleading look. "Cappachino?" Lex nodded and left the room.
Brina glanced at her aunt, still asleep. Beside her bed was a huge bouquet of roses tinted a faint peachy pink. She sighed. He was all too much: all that money, all that attitude. Arrogant, that was it. Or was it elegant.
The door opened with a loud bang and Lex Luthor, definition of poise and style, practically flew through it. Coffee spilled from the flimsy paper cup, scalding his hand, He landed hard on the floor, one hand holding up the now half-full coffee cup. "Ouch." he moaned softly, picking himself up. Definitely NOT elegant.
Brina eyed him skeptically. "Walk much?"
Lex glared at her as he handed her the cup. "Bitch much?" he replied acidly.
Brina gave him a sarcastic smile, "Actually, yes. Especially when people spill my coffee."
Lex ignored her, walking over to the bed and taking Pam's hand. She was awake now, and she smiled as she recognized him.
"Hey beautiful," he whispered. "How've you been?"
She laughed weakly, then started to cough. "Only you'd still call me beautiful, Alexander," she said. "I'm doing.not bad, I guess."
Lex sighed. "I can help you know," he reminded her.
Brina fumed at that remark. He could, she realized. Why hadn't he offered before?
"I don't want charity Alexander. And it was too far along when I finally came to see you." She searched his face. "Don't feel so bad. Now, I know you didn't mean to wake me up, but I'm feeling very tired. Come back soon?"
He managed a smile. "Of course," he replied hoarsely. He kissed her hand, turned and left the room.
"You too Sabrina," Pam said to her niece. Brina huffed slightly then hugged her gently and left as well.
She met Lex standing waiting for the elevator, and gave him a sneer. "Ever heard of stairs?" she remarked dryly.
"I'm still working on flat surfaces," Lex said without looking at her. "Stairs are next week's lesson." Despite her efforts not too, Brina giggled. An all out girly giggle. She caught herself mid-laugh and cleared her throat, trying to pretend that it didn't happen. Lex smirked at her and she tried to avoid his gaze.
BING! The elevator doors swung open. Both got in, ignoring each other the entire way down. Out in the parking lot, Brina stopped at her BMW Z9 silver convertible. Lex walked past toward his midnight blue Ferrari F355. Brina called out as he passed, "Keep practicing!"
Lex half-turned, "If I win an award, you'll be the first to know."
* * * * * * * * * * * *
"Mr. Luthor, you should really ice that, or.something. It's very red."
"Call me LEX ALREADY!" he snapped bad-temperedly. "And I'm quite relieved to find you're not color blind."
Kyla looked startled. "Didn't make a good first impression?" she asked, concerned.
Lex slammed a fist down on his desk. "I made an ass of myself," he said angrily. "All she did was mock me."
Kyla didn't know what to say to make him feel better. Lex's reputation usually preceded him, which was almost never a good thing.
"Well," she tried to sound encouraging, "at least she knows you're human."
"KYLA.." he began in a low warning tone.
"Yessir?" she replied.
"Get..out.."
"Yessir!"
The door slammed behind her. Something occurred to Lex. "Miss Evans!" he called.
She was back in a flash. "Yessi-er..Mr...uh.Lex?"
"Did you finish my floors?"
A/N: Well.erm.this is Chapter 4.and I guess that's it.
Lex straightened his collar and sucked in a deep breath. As Kyla suggested he decided on the black suit. He had yet to discover why he was so nervous. She was just another woman, certainly not the first he'd met. He sighed. Should he really have gone with the blue shirt?
A knock sounded on the office door. "Come in," Lex said, sounding slightly annoyed. Kyla entered, smiling nervously.
"Ah, Mr. Luthor. There's no word yet on that shard of yours. NASA does use similar alloys. At least that's what your scientist says, so they may have been experimenting. It's surely more likely than any 'spaceship' theory," she added disdainfully.
"Forget that," Lex ordered, pausing uncomfortably. "How.do I look?"
"Very nice Mr. Luthor. I'm sure she'll be impressed. But, you should have worn your hair up."
Lex pulled a toothbrush from his suit pocket. "Don't worry, it's new. You may start in the hallway, Miss Evans."
As he strolled out the front door, he heard Kyla call shrilly, "He's not serious?!"
* * * * * * * * * * * *
Pamela was sleeping, the monitors the only sound in the room. Brina lay, curled up in a chair beside her, a makeshift hospital pillow tucked beneath her head. Sometime during the night, a member of the staff had lightly draped a blanket over her slumbering form. Lex entered, careful not to wake them. Both looked so peaceful that he could not bring himself to disturb either. Brina stirred and a content sigh escaped between her parted lips. Slowly she woke, rubbing her sore neck. She brushed the hair from her eyes and stretched her arms out before her.
"Morning," Lex said, almost shy, which produced a slight blush to fill the apples of his cheeks. Brina, too, turned scarlet because Lex Luthor was standing over her. Not in a threatening way, but it intimidated her all the same. She looked over at her aunt, who was resting in a somewhat calm manner. Brina's mother, Caroline, had spent most of the night with Pam and around 2 a.m. Brina drove her home, staying by Pamela's side ever since.
"Hi." she said uncertainly, still sounding sleepy.
"Sleep well?" There was a note of concern in the casual question.
Brina stood and stretched. She wore faded jeans and a hooded white sweatshirt, Metropolis U stitched on the front. She gave Lex a vague look, but didn't answer him. Lex took a seat in one of the hospital's trademark uncomfortable chairs trying to think of something relevant to say to Brina. He'd noticed a coffee machine on the way in.
"Coffee?" he said, and immediately felt like smacking himself. What had happened to the rest of the sentence?
Brina smiled at him, amused. "There's a machine down the hall in the waiting room," she informed him.
Lex grinned sheepishly. "No, I meant do you want some coffee?"
She gave Lex a pleading look. "Cappachino?" Lex nodded and left the room.
Brina glanced at her aunt, still asleep. Beside her bed was a huge bouquet of roses tinted a faint peachy pink. She sighed. He was all too much: all that money, all that attitude. Arrogant, that was it. Or was it elegant.
The door opened with a loud bang and Lex Luthor, definition of poise and style, practically flew through it. Coffee spilled from the flimsy paper cup, scalding his hand, He landed hard on the floor, one hand holding up the now half-full coffee cup. "Ouch." he moaned softly, picking himself up. Definitely NOT elegant.
Brina eyed him skeptically. "Walk much?"
Lex glared at her as he handed her the cup. "Bitch much?" he replied acidly.
Brina gave him a sarcastic smile, "Actually, yes. Especially when people spill my coffee."
Lex ignored her, walking over to the bed and taking Pam's hand. She was awake now, and she smiled as she recognized him.
"Hey beautiful," he whispered. "How've you been?"
She laughed weakly, then started to cough. "Only you'd still call me beautiful, Alexander," she said. "I'm doing.not bad, I guess."
Lex sighed. "I can help you know," he reminded her.
Brina fumed at that remark. He could, she realized. Why hadn't he offered before?
"I don't want charity Alexander. And it was too far along when I finally came to see you." She searched his face. "Don't feel so bad. Now, I know you didn't mean to wake me up, but I'm feeling very tired. Come back soon?"
He managed a smile. "Of course," he replied hoarsely. He kissed her hand, turned and left the room.
"You too Sabrina," Pam said to her niece. Brina huffed slightly then hugged her gently and left as well.
She met Lex standing waiting for the elevator, and gave him a sneer. "Ever heard of stairs?" she remarked dryly.
"I'm still working on flat surfaces," Lex said without looking at her. "Stairs are next week's lesson." Despite her efforts not too, Brina giggled. An all out girly giggle. She caught herself mid-laugh and cleared her throat, trying to pretend that it didn't happen. Lex smirked at her and she tried to avoid his gaze.
BING! The elevator doors swung open. Both got in, ignoring each other the entire way down. Out in the parking lot, Brina stopped at her BMW Z9 silver convertible. Lex walked past toward his midnight blue Ferrari F355. Brina called out as he passed, "Keep practicing!"
Lex half-turned, "If I win an award, you'll be the first to know."
* * * * * * * * * * * *
"Mr. Luthor, you should really ice that, or.something. It's very red."
"Call me LEX ALREADY!" he snapped bad-temperedly. "And I'm quite relieved to find you're not color blind."
Kyla looked startled. "Didn't make a good first impression?" she asked, concerned.
Lex slammed a fist down on his desk. "I made an ass of myself," he said angrily. "All she did was mock me."
Kyla didn't know what to say to make him feel better. Lex's reputation usually preceded him, which was almost never a good thing.
"Well," she tried to sound encouraging, "at least she knows you're human."
"KYLA.." he began in a low warning tone.
"Yessir?" she replied.
"Get..out.."
"Yessir!"
The door slammed behind her. Something occurred to Lex. "Miss Evans!" he called.
She was back in a flash. "Yessi-er..Mr...uh.Lex?"
"Did you finish my floors?"