Yea! New chapter! I got this one out faster than planned, thank god for three day weekends. (Which suck when you can't go home by the way) Thanks for the reviews! BTW: I don't have this story exactly planned out so if I contradict myself in anyway I apologize. I just saw Sorority Boys for the first time, I like Lex without his hair! Sexy!

Disclaimer: Don't own 'em sadly.

After an hour, Abby was able to get all the information she could without giving away her true intentions. "They don't need to know, not yet," she thought. She had a name, an address, family history, birth certificate, and the one piece she needed the most. "Metropolis Medical, we were in the same building, I could've passed him in the hallway at any point, I don't believe it!" she thought. Clark gave her a lift back to Lex's, "Thanks for the help Clark."

"No problem, I hope everything works out."

"Me too."

She pulled her coat around her a little tighter, the cold breeze invading her warmth. She walked into the house noting it wasn't much warmer than outside. Heading into the study she saw Lex standing in front of the fire, a glass of wine in his hand. "You know Lex, turning on the heat wouldn't kill you, it is December you know," she chided. "That's what the fireplace is for, saves money," he smirked. "Since when does a Luthor worry about paying the heating bill?"

He ignored her and took another sip of his wine, Abby moved and sat in front of the fire place. "Any luck?" he asked finally. "Some, enough for now, I'll have to go back to Metropolis soon," she said. He nodded and took another sip, "I have to go in on Wednesday, if you want to wait I'll give you a ride." Abby just nodded, "I have to go make some phone calls, I'll see you at dinner," she excused herself. "And turn up the heat, would ya?" she called over her shoulder before leaving.

Somewhere in Metropolis…

Dark blue eyes looked over the papers once again, anger clouding the usual serene eyes. "How could you lose her?" he demand to the trembling man in front of him. "Well, we didn't lose her she ran off, I mean I don't know how but she did," he fumbled with the words. "You're lucky you still have your head! I'll clean this up, you find out where she might have gone, phone records, credit or bank transactions, do what you must just find her!" The man nodded, bowing before he left, "Yes sir, I'll find her I promise."

He ran his fingers through his hair, "If she went to the police they would've notified me by now, where would she go? She's got no family, no one that she could go to without my knowing. That bumbling fool, how could she get out without my knowing? When I find her, I'll rectify my little problem."

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Lex entered the kitchen to find Abby tearing through the kitchen. "Can I help you?" She pulled her head out of the cabinet and climbed off the counter. "Grape Jelly?" she asked. He walked over to the other side and pulled it out. She took the jar and completed her sandwich, "Is that bologna?" he asked disgusted. "Yea, want some?" she asked extending the sandwich. "No thank you." He put away the few things she left out, "You do know dinner's in an hour," he stated. She nodded, her mouth full. "I can't help it I'm hungry," she finally managed. "Uh-huh," he said still looking at her strangely as she enjoyed her sandwich, "Do you still want to go in on Wednesday?" he continued. "Yea, I think that'll be fine, I need to go back to the hospital to tie up some loose ends," she told him. "You mean to tell them why you ran away."

"I didn't run away, Lex. You assumed I did, I just never corrected you." With that she put her dish in the sink and left him.

She flopped down on her bed, her peace interrupted by her ringing cell phone. She pulled it out, "Hello?"

"Abigail, wherever have you gone? Who said you could leave me?" came the voice.

"Leave me alone!"

"I'm hurt, I thought you loved me. After what we've been through…"

"You killed them!"

"Purely accident, they weren't supposed to be there, but you were."

"Why?"
"You know very well why! You defied me! You'll be the embarrassment of the community and you'll take me down with you! I won't allow it! All you had to do was say 'Yes, I'll marry you' and we wouldn't have any of these little troubles now would we?"

"Stay away from me, I'm not going to say anything."

"Do you think people will be that stupid, we were together for two years, they'll know."

"Then I'll deny it! Just let me be, let me have my life!"

"Not unless I'm in it. Your life is mine, we are tied together for ever, and I won't be denied."

The phone clicked off, Abby slumped off the bed unsure of what to do. She couldn't face anyone right now, not Lex. She grabbed a sweater to hide her arms, her coat and scarf and took off for town. "Dinner's ready," he said poking his head into her room. "Abby?" No response. He headed down to dinner and sat and waited for her to come.

Abby wandered through town, people were stopping off at places to eat, shops were closing up. She stopped off at the Talon, Lana was running around from table to table. "Hi Lana," she called stopping the girl in her tracks. "Hi, umm, I'm really sorry but things are crazy…"

"Do you want help?" she interrupted.

"I'll be your best friend for life," Lana joked. "Let me go grab a pencil and paper and I'll get started," Abby said. "I owe you."

"Well, that's the last of 'em," Lana stated putting the final chair up for the night. Abby finished cleaning up behind the counter, "Lana, I don't know how you do this day in and out," she commented. "It's the price I pay for wanting to keep this place intact. Lex wanted to destroy this place, it took a lot of work but I convinced him not to," she said. "How come?"

"This is where my parents met, I didn't want to see those memories torn down and turned into a parking garage." She noticed the unsure look on Abby's face, "They were killed in the meteor shower."

"I'm sorry."
"Don't be, you couldn't have known. How about your family?" she asked

"My parents were killed in a fire not to long ago," she said quietly.

"I'm sorry,"

"Don't be, you couldn't have know either. They weren't my biological parents though, I was adopted."

Lana thought for a minute, "So that man in the picture, is he?"

She nodded, "He's my father, far as I know. I found the documents in a safe box after the fire, there was an envelope that had my records in it. It only had the documents my parents signed not the ones from the adoption agency. The picture I showed you I cut from the original. See, his arms cut off, right next to him was 'baby' me. One of the things Chloe was able to come across was an adoption record with his signature on it, however, I'll say my mom didn't have as clear of writing. So once I find him I can find out who my mom is too." She put the picture away.

"How come you didn't say anything earlier?" Lana asked. "There are a lot of things in my life that aren't what I wish they would be. And there are people who would use that against me," she paused, "and anyone who might get in their way."

Lana placed her hand over Abby's, "If you want to talk I'm here. C'mon, let me give you a ride back to Lex's," she said grabbing her coat and keys. Abby got her things and followed her.

When she got inside she noticed the light still on in the dining room, Lex sat in his chair his plate empty and her's full. "I'm sorry, I didn't, you shouldn't have waited."

"But it's the polite thing to do. It's also polite to tell your host you won't be attending dinner or that you're leaving and won't be back until, 11," he said eyeing his watch. "I'm sorry, I went into town and Lana was really busy so I helped her and I totally forgot about the time and...wait…why am I even explaining to you?"

"Because you're sorry for keeping me waiting and making me worry?" he asked. "Worried?"
"I suggest heating up your dinner if you're still hungry, I'm going to bed," he rose and left the room. She grabbed her plate and went into the kitchen putting the cold food into the microwave. "Life sucks."

* A note on the sandwich… Yum Yum. (It's been years since I've had one, but it's good, my grandpa used to make 'em for me. I think he still eats 'em. I fear getting strange looks in the d.c. for making one ^_^ )