Part 7
Methodical. That was what he was aiming for. He raised the receiver to his ear and listened to the report. And then he sent his scientists home. The plan had been set into motion, and it had come to the point that he personally chose to execute on his own.
All business in LexCorp was done for the day. He had given his employees the half day off to finish the job he had started. Chloe had been transferred to the sterile room where he would inject the formula into her and wait for her to regain consciousness. Lex Luthor proceeded to the room and stood over his fiancé.
He raised his hand and steadied it before finally touching her skin. His throat closed up at the shock of feeling for the first time in the two years and a hundred that her skin was warm, almost as though she really were only asleep for the day. "Chloe," he whispered, "time to get up, sweetheart. You have a deadline." Lex's fingers stopped on the puncture wound where the IV connected to sustain her. Outside the hypothermic room, Chloe was just like another patient, who needed tubes and sensors and other paraphernalia that made him wince to look at.
His hand went to his pocket and he drew out the tiny vial and a syringe. He forced the trembling to stop but found it too hard. Briefly Lex thought about calling the head scientist back to the building and having him administer the drug, but he tamped down the urge. This was something that he needed to do by himself. If Chloe were to see anyone first, it should be him. Only him.
The syringe filled quickly with the green tinted liquid. He pressed a little to let out the air bubbles and then brushed the hair away from her pale neck. Lex leaned down and pressed a kiss on the warm skin that he was about to pierce, apologizing silently to her. The drug had to shoot straight to her brain, and injecting it on her arm or another part of her body would greatly diminish the effect. He was supposed to inject her right on the soft spot where where jaw and neck met, for the drug to be administered straight and forcefully where it was needed.
After pressing his lips on her skin for an endless minute, Lex straightened and raised the needle. He plunged it in and slowly pushed the contents out of the syringe and into her body. Lex placed the empty syringe on the table and sat beside her. He held her hand and waited for her to take a sharp breath.
The lights flickered around him, and then everything went dead. Lex cursed the department. He had replaced the entire staff there already and still they could not find out what the problem was? He stood up. Since he had sent everyone home, there was no one to check on it except him. Lex took a small flashlight and went out the door.
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Colors swirled in her head and even with her eyes closed she felt the nausea overtaking her. One moment she had been sitting in her son's room, reading him a bedtime story while waiting for Lex to arrive. Alec had been growing heavy on her and she knew that he was already falling asleep. She was about to carry him to bed when suddenly she was plunged into this black, black hole. The next moment, thousands of colors were swirling masses in her sight, and the entire world was spinning. She found her arms empty and was filled with dread.
She turned to her left and to her right, but there were no real images to hold onto. Her son. What had happened to her son?
Chloe shot up from the bed and looked around her. It was so dark. What happened? It was then that she noticed how utterly weak she felt. Her limbs felt so slack, as though she hadn't used them in ages. But that couldn't be right. She had just been out with Lex in the fields yesterday, and there was definitely a lot of activity there.
Chloe fell back on the bed and felt the tubes running out of her arms, and the stinging feeling on her neck. "Oh God," she mumbled. Had she been in an accident? Alec. What happened to her son? "Alec," she murmured, trying to scream but finding no strength to do be louder.
She ripped off the lines on her body and forced herself out of the bed. She clutched the side of the bed and let her legs dangle off the side. Chloe was surprised to find that her muscles were like jelly, and she immediately slid down to the cold floor. "Where's my son?"
The sudden flood of light blinded her. Her arms automatically rose to cover her eyes. The door swung open and she heard a frantic "Chloe!" before she put her arms down and looked up.
Lex had just managed to get the generator to work before he raced back to Chloe's room. After everything that happened, he didn't want her to wake up alone and without any knowledge of what was happening. As far as she knew, she hadn't been in any accident at all. Two years ago was a nightmare that only he had. They have been living the life he had been feeding her with through the Bliss sequences.
Seeing the empty bed stopped his heart. He ran to where she had fallen on the floor and knelt in front of her. His emotions warred in his chest so violently he was afraid he would have to vomit. And then she lowered her arms and met him with tearful eyes. He reached out to her slowly, careful about scaring her off, and held her hands in his. "Chloe, it's all right. It's me. It's Lex, Chloe. You're going to be fine."
The gathered moisture in her eyes spilled over and she threw herself forward into his embrace. "What happened, Lex? Why am I here? What's going on? Where's Alec? I need my baby, Lex. Where is he?"
He closed his eyes, hardly believing that this was real and not a simulation. He had finally done it. He had done it to make them both happy. "Shhhh. Don't cry, Chloe. Everything will be okay."
"Where's my son?" she demanded.
"Chloe," he said slowly, "there's no Alec. At least not yet." He tipped her chin so that she would meet his eyes. "There's only you and me."
She pushed at his chest weakly, her gaze sparking with anger. "What the hell are you talking about, Lex? Give me back my son!" She tried to stand, but her limbs wouldn't carry her. "What's all this? What's going on!? What happened to Christmas? Aren't we supposed to be in the castle now? Lex, what are you doing to me?"
"Chloe, listen carefully," he told her in a firm voice. "The last two years you remember are not real. Only you and I were real there, the rest was computer fabrication. I needed to keep you with me, Chloe, and it was the only was I could do it."
"Oh my God," she shrieked, "you've gone crazy!" He was reaching for her, but she swatted his hands away. "Where is my son, Lex? Alec could be out there crying for his mommy and all you're doing is feeding me this bullshit! Give me back my son!"
"Chloe," he pleaded, not liking the tinge that her skin was taking, "calm down, sweetheart, please." When she started hyperventilating, he wanted to take her in his arms and comfort her, but she kept moving away from him. He was trying to crawl over to her, but she was frantic, demanding that he give her back Alec, who was probably tired and scared and hungry-things he knew that she was probably feeling right now. He needed to calm her down. He took a deep breath and drew out the drug that the doctor had given him for this very likely event. He slipped her the sedative and carried her back to the bed.
Methodical. That was what he was aiming for. He raised the receiver to his ear and listened to the report. And then he sent his scientists home. The plan had been set into motion, and it had come to the point that he personally chose to execute on his own.
All business in LexCorp was done for the day. He had given his employees the half day off to finish the job he had started. Chloe had been transferred to the sterile room where he would inject the formula into her and wait for her to regain consciousness. Lex Luthor proceeded to the room and stood over his fiancé.
He raised his hand and steadied it before finally touching her skin. His throat closed up at the shock of feeling for the first time in the two years and a hundred that her skin was warm, almost as though she really were only asleep for the day. "Chloe," he whispered, "time to get up, sweetheart. You have a deadline." Lex's fingers stopped on the puncture wound where the IV connected to sustain her. Outside the hypothermic room, Chloe was just like another patient, who needed tubes and sensors and other paraphernalia that made him wince to look at.
His hand went to his pocket and he drew out the tiny vial and a syringe. He forced the trembling to stop but found it too hard. Briefly Lex thought about calling the head scientist back to the building and having him administer the drug, but he tamped down the urge. This was something that he needed to do by himself. If Chloe were to see anyone first, it should be him. Only him.
The syringe filled quickly with the green tinted liquid. He pressed a little to let out the air bubbles and then brushed the hair away from her pale neck. Lex leaned down and pressed a kiss on the warm skin that he was about to pierce, apologizing silently to her. The drug had to shoot straight to her brain, and injecting it on her arm or another part of her body would greatly diminish the effect. He was supposed to inject her right on the soft spot where where jaw and neck met, for the drug to be administered straight and forcefully where it was needed.
After pressing his lips on her skin for an endless minute, Lex straightened and raised the needle. He plunged it in and slowly pushed the contents out of the syringe and into her body. Lex placed the empty syringe on the table and sat beside her. He held her hand and waited for her to take a sharp breath.
The lights flickered around him, and then everything went dead. Lex cursed the department. He had replaced the entire staff there already and still they could not find out what the problem was? He stood up. Since he had sent everyone home, there was no one to check on it except him. Lex took a small flashlight and went out the door.
~~
Colors swirled in her head and even with her eyes closed she felt the nausea overtaking her. One moment she had been sitting in her son's room, reading him a bedtime story while waiting for Lex to arrive. Alec had been growing heavy on her and she knew that he was already falling asleep. She was about to carry him to bed when suddenly she was plunged into this black, black hole. The next moment, thousands of colors were swirling masses in her sight, and the entire world was spinning. She found her arms empty and was filled with dread.
She turned to her left and to her right, but there were no real images to hold onto. Her son. What had happened to her son?
Chloe shot up from the bed and looked around her. It was so dark. What happened? It was then that she noticed how utterly weak she felt. Her limbs felt so slack, as though she hadn't used them in ages. But that couldn't be right. She had just been out with Lex in the fields yesterday, and there was definitely a lot of activity there.
Chloe fell back on the bed and felt the tubes running out of her arms, and the stinging feeling on her neck. "Oh God," she mumbled. Had she been in an accident? Alec. What happened to her son? "Alec," she murmured, trying to scream but finding no strength to do be louder.
She ripped off the lines on her body and forced herself out of the bed. She clutched the side of the bed and let her legs dangle off the side. Chloe was surprised to find that her muscles were like jelly, and she immediately slid down to the cold floor. "Where's my son?"
The sudden flood of light blinded her. Her arms automatically rose to cover her eyes. The door swung open and she heard a frantic "Chloe!" before she put her arms down and looked up.
Lex had just managed to get the generator to work before he raced back to Chloe's room. After everything that happened, he didn't want her to wake up alone and without any knowledge of what was happening. As far as she knew, she hadn't been in any accident at all. Two years ago was a nightmare that only he had. They have been living the life he had been feeding her with through the Bliss sequences.
Seeing the empty bed stopped his heart. He ran to where she had fallen on the floor and knelt in front of her. His emotions warred in his chest so violently he was afraid he would have to vomit. And then she lowered her arms and met him with tearful eyes. He reached out to her slowly, careful about scaring her off, and held her hands in his. "Chloe, it's all right. It's me. It's Lex, Chloe. You're going to be fine."
The gathered moisture in her eyes spilled over and she threw herself forward into his embrace. "What happened, Lex? Why am I here? What's going on? Where's Alec? I need my baby, Lex. Where is he?"
He closed his eyes, hardly believing that this was real and not a simulation. He had finally done it. He had done it to make them both happy. "Shhhh. Don't cry, Chloe. Everything will be okay."
"Where's my son?" she demanded.
"Chloe," he said slowly, "there's no Alec. At least not yet." He tipped her chin so that she would meet his eyes. "There's only you and me."
She pushed at his chest weakly, her gaze sparking with anger. "What the hell are you talking about, Lex? Give me back my son!" She tried to stand, but her limbs wouldn't carry her. "What's all this? What's going on!? What happened to Christmas? Aren't we supposed to be in the castle now? Lex, what are you doing to me?"
"Chloe, listen carefully," he told her in a firm voice. "The last two years you remember are not real. Only you and I were real there, the rest was computer fabrication. I needed to keep you with me, Chloe, and it was the only was I could do it."
"Oh my God," she shrieked, "you've gone crazy!" He was reaching for her, but she swatted his hands away. "Where is my son, Lex? Alec could be out there crying for his mommy and all you're doing is feeding me this bullshit! Give me back my son!"
"Chloe," he pleaded, not liking the tinge that her skin was taking, "calm down, sweetheart, please." When she started hyperventilating, he wanted to take her in his arms and comfort her, but she kept moving away from him. He was trying to crawl over to her, but she was frantic, demanding that he give her back Alec, who was probably tired and scared and hungry-things he knew that she was probably feeling right now. He needed to calm her down. He took a deep breath and drew out the drug that the doctor had given him for this very likely event. He slipped her the sedative and carried her back to the bed.