A/N: *hugs reviewers* Thank you so much!! I'm finally posting again!! I was not able to upload chapters to fanfiction.net, that
why I was not posting. Their are three more chapters coming in the next couple days and I hope to write many more soon.
Please review! It really does make me write faster! I hope you enjoy the rest of this story. Any comments you have would be
great! Just NO flames!
Also, I'm sorry about the formatting. Right now, you either read it like this or not at all.
Queen Of Tact : Thanks for your review! I hope you enjoy this chapter.
Pöö : Me too! He's the best! I've really missed him this season but I'm enjoying the banter going on between him and Lex
over Helen and Leavel Three! I'm sorry I made him out to be such a jerk in this story. I promise that I will make it up
in the coming chapters. Thank you for your review!!
baramslullaby : Here it is! Did I wait long enoght to post it? Thanks for your review!!
Ruffyan : I'm shocked that you reviewed this! I love "In His Image". Thank you for reviewing my fic, better late then never
for a review! I'm glad you like it, I never really thought of Chlex until I began talking to another friend and Smallville writer,
once I read a couple storied I was on board with the idea. From watching the show however, I would never have seen it.
***
"Are you telling me that some whore takes persistence over the operation of my plant?
The press will have a field day with this!" Lionel never raised his voice, yet his tone was clearly
laced with the anger and hate that is Lionel Luthor.
"She is not a whore!" Lex yelled. No one called Chloe a whore and got away with it.
"You do not know her as I do, nor do you have the right to. You may not judge her as you
do every woman you sleep with!"
"You're getting very emotional, Lex." Not wanting the press the issue any farther than he already
had, Lex tried to end this discussion.
"Say what you will about me to the press, father, but if you say any thing in regards to her..." Lex
knew he was playing a very dangerous
game, however, he felt at this point he had no other option.
"I will not be the only Luthor tagged with a scandal." Wanting nothing more to do with his father
today, Lex started to walk away but
was yanked back by his father's hand which had a very tight grip on his upper arm.
Going pale, Lex found his face just inches away for his father's. Lionel leaned in and whispered
into Lex's ear, "We are not done Lex. Once the plant is cleaned up and the spin is over, you and
I are going to have a long talk." Stressing the last part, he let go of his son's arm.
Lex knew far too well the meaning of his father's words, yet he also felt the love he had for Chloe,
and knew--well, more hoped--that it would let him overcome the inevitable "talk" with his father
that would be coming all too soon.
~ Later that night ~
Chloe sat in the Torch office, frantically typing on her lab top. She had an article due the next day
and it was already eleven in the evening. As she was sending the document to the printer, she felt
strong hands massaging her shoulders. There was no need to turn around; only one person in the
world could make her feel this good.
She removed one of her hands from the keyboard and rested it on his.
"Mmm, thanks, I needed that."
"I thought you would," he told her, as he planted a kiss on her neck and then took the empty set next to her.
Chloe took Lex's hands in hers. She knew what a day with Lionel could do to him, yet she tried to avoid
speaking directly about him as it seemed to hurt him.
"I heard about the press conference. How are you doing?"
"I'm all right, I guess. After the years of doing these things, you build up a tolerance to the bastard."
"Hey! Watch it, reporter here," Chloe replied, giving him a playful smile and getting a small one in return.
"I just wish we could be alone tonight," he said, getting up from his seat and returning to his former position
behind her "I know this may sound selfish, but after the day I have had it would be quite nice to be curled up with you."
Snuggling into his loving arms, Chloe said to him, "It would be a welcome change for both of us.
But sadly, my father is now home and yours is staying at the manor. How do you propose we accomplish being in
each others arms?" Laughter shone through as she spoke each word.
"It's almost midnight Chloe. Even the janitor has gone home. Your dad is most likely sleeping, and he
knows how late you can work here. My father does not care if I live or die so long as he can spin it. However,
just in case anyone were to come, the door does have this nice little device on it called a lock."
"You know, you have a point there," Chloe said while wrapping her arms around his waist. They curled
up in the corner of the Torch office and talked well into the morning, simply enjoying being with each other. They could both
converse freely with one another and that was something that neither could do with any one else.
~ 6:35 AM, Torch office ~
"Oh no! Lex, Lex wake up!" Chloe whispered, shaking him. They had spent the night in the school and teachers
would be coming in very soon.
"Ummm, what's--" Lex started to mumble, but stopped abruptly as his vision returned.
"Come on, we need to get out of here before some one finds us!" she told him.
"Yes, principal Reynolds, we could--OH MY GOD!! What the hell are you two doing?!" It was Mrs. Reaker,
the journalism teacher with the man whom neither of them had on their Christmas card list, Mr. Reynolds.
Unfortunately, in his rush to be close to Chloe, Lex had merely pointed out the lock, but forgotten to latch it.
A/N, the last one. I just wanted to ammend one thing I wrote. Janitors stay until 1:15 AM. I wrote this before having stayed at a school
until 2 AM.
why I was not posting. Their are three more chapters coming in the next couple days and I hope to write many more soon.
Please review! It really does make me write faster! I hope you enjoy the rest of this story. Any comments you have would be
great! Just NO flames!
Also, I'm sorry about the formatting. Right now, you either read it like this or not at all.
Queen Of Tact : Thanks for your review! I hope you enjoy this chapter.
Pöö : Me too! He's the best! I've really missed him this season but I'm enjoying the banter going on between him and Lex
over Helen and Leavel Three! I'm sorry I made him out to be such a jerk in this story. I promise that I will make it up
in the coming chapters. Thank you for your review!!
baramslullaby : Here it is! Did I wait long enoght to post it? Thanks for your review!!
Ruffyan : I'm shocked that you reviewed this! I love "In His Image". Thank you for reviewing my fic, better late then never
for a review! I'm glad you like it, I never really thought of Chlex until I began talking to another friend and Smallville writer,
once I read a couple storied I was on board with the idea. From watching the show however, I would never have seen it.
***
"Are you telling me that some whore takes persistence over the operation of my plant?
The press will have a field day with this!" Lionel never raised his voice, yet his tone was clearly
laced with the anger and hate that is Lionel Luthor.
"She is not a whore!" Lex yelled. No one called Chloe a whore and got away with it.
"You do not know her as I do, nor do you have the right to. You may not judge her as you
do every woman you sleep with!"
"You're getting very emotional, Lex." Not wanting the press the issue any farther than he already
had, Lex tried to end this discussion.
"Say what you will about me to the press, father, but if you say any thing in regards to her..." Lex
knew he was playing a very dangerous
game, however, he felt at this point he had no other option.
"I will not be the only Luthor tagged with a scandal." Wanting nothing more to do with his father
today, Lex started to walk away but
was yanked back by his father's hand which had a very tight grip on his upper arm.
Going pale, Lex found his face just inches away for his father's. Lionel leaned in and whispered
into Lex's ear, "We are not done Lex. Once the plant is cleaned up and the spin is over, you and
I are going to have a long talk." Stressing the last part, he let go of his son's arm.
Lex knew far too well the meaning of his father's words, yet he also felt the love he had for Chloe,
and knew--well, more hoped--that it would let him overcome the inevitable "talk" with his father
that would be coming all too soon.
~ Later that night ~
Chloe sat in the Torch office, frantically typing on her lab top. She had an article due the next day
and it was already eleven in the evening. As she was sending the document to the printer, she felt
strong hands massaging her shoulders. There was no need to turn around; only one person in the
world could make her feel this good.
She removed one of her hands from the keyboard and rested it on his.
"Mmm, thanks, I needed that."
"I thought you would," he told her, as he planted a kiss on her neck and then took the empty set next to her.
Chloe took Lex's hands in hers. She knew what a day with Lionel could do to him, yet she tried to avoid
speaking directly about him as it seemed to hurt him.
"I heard about the press conference. How are you doing?"
"I'm all right, I guess. After the years of doing these things, you build up a tolerance to the bastard."
"Hey! Watch it, reporter here," Chloe replied, giving him a playful smile and getting a small one in return.
"I just wish we could be alone tonight," he said, getting up from his seat and returning to his former position
behind her "I know this may sound selfish, but after the day I have had it would be quite nice to be curled up with you."
Snuggling into his loving arms, Chloe said to him, "It would be a welcome change for both of us.
But sadly, my father is now home and yours is staying at the manor. How do you propose we accomplish being in
each others arms?" Laughter shone through as she spoke each word.
"It's almost midnight Chloe. Even the janitor has gone home. Your dad is most likely sleeping, and he
knows how late you can work here. My father does not care if I live or die so long as he can spin it. However,
just in case anyone were to come, the door does have this nice little device on it called a lock."
"You know, you have a point there," Chloe said while wrapping her arms around his waist. They curled
up in the corner of the Torch office and talked well into the morning, simply enjoying being with each other. They could both
converse freely with one another and that was something that neither could do with any one else.
~ 6:35 AM, Torch office ~
"Oh no! Lex, Lex wake up!" Chloe whispered, shaking him. They had spent the night in the school and teachers
would be coming in very soon.
"Ummm, what's--" Lex started to mumble, but stopped abruptly as his vision returned.
"Come on, we need to get out of here before some one finds us!" she told him.
"Yes, principal Reynolds, we could--OH MY GOD!! What the hell are you two doing?!" It was Mrs. Reaker,
the journalism teacher with the man whom neither of them had on their Christmas card list, Mr. Reynolds.
Unfortunately, in his rush to be close to Chloe, Lex had merely pointed out the lock, but forgotten to latch it.
A/N, the last one. I just wanted to ammend one thing I wrote. Janitors stay until 1:15 AM. I wrote this before having stayed at a school
until 2 AM.