A/N : Firstly I want to say thanx for the reviews from kj, lil, and Maria. Secondly, I'm sorry if you don't think I update fast enough or if you think my chapters are too short, but I am writing several fics at the moment which tends to slow down my updates and also there's this little thing called 'real life' that keeps getting in the way too. I am writing and updating as quickly as I can. Anyway, I hope you all enjoy this next chapter.

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The doctors had tried to talk to me, so had the nurses, I think one guy who tried to get an answer out of me might have been a psychiatrist. I didn't want to talk to anyone, except Chloe and they wouldn't let me see her, something about surgery. I didn't fight, I couldn't, and I know that if anyone ever heard me say there was a time when I felt useless and completely without power they would laugh. I'm a Luthor, we are known for our power over others, our domination and our strength, but I'd changed since I'd fallen in love with Chloe and even more so since I'd married her. It was on that day that I realised just how much I had changed...

"Lex" I heard my name and I moved only eyes to see who it's owner was. I was more than a little surprised to see Clark standing over me.

"Lex, the doctors called me. How's Chloe?"

"Why did the doctors call you?" I asked flatly, staring off into space the same way I had been for hours.

"They said they were worried about you and when you wouldn't talk to them they checked your cellphone and our number was top of the speed dial so they called me and Lana. We drove straight up and she's at my parents house with the kids"

"Chloe could be dead" I said suddenly. I didn't cry about it, I think I was almost numb to it after all those hours sitting there, thinking about it.

"Don't talk like that Lex" Clark laid a hand on my shoulder and I flinched, the memory of what he and Chloe had done to me suddenly ringing back into my mind, "She's going to be okay"

"Well, you would know" I looked him in the eye now, "You know her better than I do"

Clark looked confused and I guess that was understandable. He had no idea that I had found out the truth, that I knew all about his dirty little secret. He didn't get a chance to say anything, as a doctor came over and spoke to me.

"Mr Luthor, would you like to come with me?"

I rose from my seat and followed the doctor not taking my eyes off of my ex-best-friend until I absolutely had to. The doctor took me to an office and sat me down.

"Is she going to live, doctor? I need to know the truth" I said as soon as he'd closed the door.

"Mr Luthor, your wife has suffered severe internal and external injuries, particularly to the head and chest"

"Is she going to live? Just tell me" I asked, raising my voice slightly, angry that the no-one in that hospital would give me a straight answer to a straight question.

"We can't be absolutely certain, but the signs are good at present"

I sighed the biggest sigh of my life. The signs were good - that was something at least.

"And the baby?" I needed to know what was happening with the child my wife was carrying. There was a chance it was mine and there was a chance it was Clark's but either way it was a part of Chloe which meant that I wanted it to live.

"Baby?" The doctor looked at me strangely, "There was a baby involved in the accident?"

"No, well, yes" I babbled, "Chloe was, or is, pregnant" I explained.

There was a moment of silence as the doctor tried to take in what I was saying.

"Mr Luthor, your wife isn't pregnant" he told me.

"She lost it?" I choked back a few more tears. I thought I'd cried all I could but this turn of events seemed to trigger the opening of a new flood gate.

"No, she never was pregnant. I'm not sure why she thought she was but I promise you Mr Luthor your wife has not lost a child because there never was one"

I looked from the doctor to a spot on the wall which seemed to hold my attention for a few minutes. I just sat and stared as the words sank in. Chloe wasn't pregnant, she never had been. That piece of information was an extraordinary thing, being both devastating and joyous at the same time. She was not having Clark's child which would make life easier, but she was not having mine either like I hoped she might be.

I had the opportunity then to pass on some of the pain I felt. I could so easily have told Clark that I knew the truth. I could also have told him that Chloe was having his child. I could even tell him that his unborn child was dead. I could threaten to tell Lana the truth and end is marriage. The old Lex Luthor would have chosen to do all of the above, but I wasn't that man anymore.

Clark would suffer, he would suffer badly but maybe not as badly as the old version of myself would have made him suffer. I would tell him that I knew the truth, I knew that would be punishment enough for him, but he would receive more. I blamed him the most for what had happened to Chloe. I couldn't blame her, no matter how much I wanted too. I hated the fact she had betrayed me, lied to me, cheated on me, but with all that had happened I felt she had suffered enough. If she survived this, I would forgive her, although there is a difference between 'forgive' and 'forget'. Oh no, I would never forget what she had done, what they had done and although I knew it would cause some pain to an innocent party, I was determined no more lies would be told. Clark would have to tell Lana the truth. It was a necessary evil that Lana would suffer, but she had got stronger this past few years and I knew she would be okay in the end, but he would feel pain, Clark would feel real pain and so my revenge would be exacted. I had loved him like a brother and this is how I am repaid? I am no saint, I never was and it is unrealistic to expect such behaviour from someone who's upbringing was as painful as mine, but I could never do to Clark what he had done to me.

He would be forgiven too, if he did as he was told. As soon as the truth was revealed to everyone concerned, then there was a chance of us all moving on. But like I said, as much as I had learnt to forgive, I had also learnt it was impossible to forget. The painful memories of all of this, would stay with me, forever, no matter what happened.

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