Downward Spiral Part V: Sequel to The Sins of the Father

A Smallville story by Merrie

Disclaimer: If I did own anything from Smallville, you would see my name in the credits, now wouldn't you? Alas, I've checked and it's not there.

Summary: Sequel to The Sins of the Father. Lex needs Chloe's help in a big way, but will she be around when he needs her?

Characters: Any and all, including Lance Thorne, an all new, problem causing OFC!!

Author's Note: This chapter was so much fun to write!! I hope you guys like it and don't hate me too much for it!!

Rating: This story is rated PG-13 for language, angsty-filled dramatic scenes and drug use.

Chapter Five: Reactions

"Ah, Mr. and Mrs. Kent. Thank you for coming." Gabe Sullivan said with a small smile, reaching out his hand.

"It's no problem, Gabe." Jonathan said, gripping the other man's hand firmly. "We're here to support you and Chloe. Can you tell us what happened? Clark wasn't too clear on the details."

Gabe sighed, and ran a hand across his face. He hadn't been exactly pleased to find out that his 16 year old daughter was dating his 21 year old boss, but he had let them be out of respect and love for Chloe. He was now cursing that decision. "Apparently, Chloe was on her way to Lex's mansion when she ran through a stop sign, being broadsided by Lex in the process."

"My God." Martha whispered. "I didn't really believe it when Clark told me. How could this happen?"

"Is Chloe alright?" Jonathan asked with a frown at what he had been told.

"The doctors don't know. They don't know anything right now." Gabe said with a sullen frown.

"And how is Lex?" Martha asked as delicately as she could.

Gabe sighed again, and once more ran a hand across his face. He wanted to blame Lex for what he had done to his daughter, but in the young man's current condition it was difficult. "The doctors tell me that he's in shock. They tell me that they had to sedate him."

"Sedate him?" Martha asked, turning to her husband. "Why did they have to do that?"

"He wouldn't leave Chloe's side to let the doctors do their work." Gabe said softly.

After a moment's contemplation, Jonathan spoke up. "Gabe can we see-" he was cut off in mid-sentence by a young man's voice.

"Somebody get a doctor in here now!"

"Jonathan," Martha said, casting a glance in the direction of the voice. "That sounded like Clark!"

After a second's hesitation, the three of them ran in the direction of Chloe and Lex's hospital room.

'Oh God, I need a fix. Oh God, Chloe. What have I done to Chloe? Oh it hurts. Why does it hurt? Heroin, evil. Never going to drive again, too dangerous. What if Chloe dies? Don't leave me Chloe! Pain. Aching. I need a fix. I need it, give it to me please?' Lex's thoughts continued on in much the same manner, fragmented and almost incomprehensible as a man in a white coat shined a light into his tear-blurred eyes.

"What's wrong with him, doctor?" Martha Kent asked, casting a look at Lex's feverous body on the bed. They had come to find Lex groaning and writhing on the floor beside his bed. They had then hurried over to his side and helped the nurse put him back into bed where a young looking doctor checked on him.

After a moment, the doctor sighed disgustedly. "You want to know what's wrong with him? I'd say in addition to the shock, he's going into drug withdrawal."

"Withdrawal? What do you mean?" Clark asked, unbelieving.

"Is Mr. Luthor right-handed or left?" The doctor asked.

"Um..left." Clark said after he took a moment to think about it.

The doctor nodded and lifted up the shirt sleeve on his right arm. He sighed again and stepped back to show them what he had discovered. "You see the track marks? It looks like he's been injecting something, most likely heroin, for a couple of weeks now."

"A couple of weeks?" Clark turned to his family with wide eyes. "You know what happened a couple of weeks ago don't you? That's when Lex was taken."

"My God, you're right. Lex was forced to take heroin by the man who kidnapped him." Martha Kent said, casting a concerned look at Lex who was still mumbling somewhat incoherently and breathing heavily.

"Yeah. The guy did it to get Lex addicted to heroin again as a form of revenge for what his father did to his daughter. I guess it worked." Clark said quietly. "Can you do anything for him, doctor?"

"I'm afraid not." The doctor said, shaking his head sadly. "We don't have the facilities to deal with drug withdrawal. In fact, before today we have never needed them."

"You mean he has to go through this alone without any help at all?" Jonathan asked somewhat concerned. He was angered by the fact that Lex was a drug user. He had never done drugs in his life and never wanted too, but after he took a moment to calm down and think about it, he found that he felt sorry for the young man. After all, it wasn't really his fault he got addicted, was it?

"Oh Lex, why didn't you tell us this was happening?" Clark asked his friend, leaning over the bed. Lex opened his eyes widely at the mention of his name and looked at the people in the room. Clark winced as he saw no reaction in them whatsoever. "Oh God, Lex. What has happened to you?" Lex started again at the mention of his name and pushed himself back against the headboard, his eyes wide and fearful. Tensing, Clark worried about what he would do next. He moved closer to his friend with a hand out to calm him. "Lex? It's Clark. Calm down. You're alright, Chloe will be alright. We'll help you through whatever is happening to you." His figure almost a blur, Lex darted out of the bed and tried to make his way for the door. Before Clark could move to stop him, Lex's eyes fell upon Chloe's limp body and he stopped.

"Ch-Chloe?" Lex whispered, his face becoming more white and colorless than Clark had thought possible. After seeing that she wasn't going to wake up, Lex sunk to the floor by her bed, drew his knees to his chest and started to gently rock back and forth. The occasional 'Oh God,' and 'Chloe,' could be heard emanating from his lips.

It was all Jonathan Kent could do not to gape in utter shock at what he was seeing. In front of his very eyes, Lex Luthor, one of the most cocky, confident and brash young men he had ever met, had crumbled. When he looked to Lex's face and into his eyes, those once too-wise for his years eyes, all he saw innocence and fear. He didn't know what was happening to Lex exactly, but he did know that the young man now seemed a lot younger than his twenty-one years. It was Martha, thankfully, who went to him first. "Lex? It's Martha. Do you remember? Clark's mom. You're scaring all of us," she cast a glance up at Chloe's figure on the bed. "and I'm sure Chloe is worried about you right now as well. So why don't you come with me back to the bed, huh?" She reached out her hand to touch him on the shoulder. He flinched away and Martha quickly raised her hand in a calming gesture. "It's alright. Everything's alright." She paused a moment and tried to think of a way to get through to him. A sudden inspiration dawned on her. "Alexander, come with me." She said firmly. Lex's eyes and head snapped to hers. "That's right, now take my hand." After a moment's hesitation, he did as he was asked. The room collectively sighed in relief as Lex allowed himself to be led back to his bed. 'He didn't once glace at Chloe,' Jonathan thought. 'I don't think he's even aware of anyone in the room right now, save Martha.' After Lex was placed back in bed, the doctor pulled a syringe out of his jacket pocket and injected its contents into Lex's arm. Once last look of both fear and betrayal flashed across Lex's face before he sank back into oblivion.

"What did you do that for?" Clark asked, somewhat angered by the doctor's action.

"Experience. I know what happens during a drug withdrawal. It's not a pretty sight. He'll be thanking me later, believe me." He turned and left in a hurry. After a few minutes, he returned with a couple of large, bury- looking men and they proceeded to strap Lex's arms to the bed rails.

"My God, is that really necessary?" Martha asked, not bothering to hide her disgust and shock.

"It will be." The doctor said with a strained smile. "The drugs I gave him won't last long, call me when he wakes up." No one bothered to acknowledge him as he left the room.

"Is this really happening?" Gabe Sullivan asked the room in general.

"I'm afraid so, Gabe." Jonathan said, putting a hand on the other man's shoulder. "Come on, there's nothing we can do for them right now. Have you eaten yet, Gabe?"

"No, but I don't want to leave Chloe." He said, moving to his daughter's side.

"Don't you think that Chloe would want you to take care of yourself, Gabe? We'll just go to the cafeteria for a little while, make sure we've all gotten something to eat, and then we'll come back. Now come on. You too, Clark. You're not staying either." Jonathan said when he noticed a familiar stubborn look come across his son's features.

"Alright, we'll all go. But as soon as we're done, we come back. I don't want to leave Chloe alone for long." Gabe said firmly.

"Don't worry. I'm sure everything will be fine." Jonathan said, forcing a smile. "Now let's go."

TBC

A/N: Please don't hate me!! The next chapter will be up very, very soon. I promise!!