Chapter 2
Lex's point of view'Bloody meeting, what person in there right mind holds a meeting this early??!!! ah, fuck I need to get my laptop' he thought galledly as he strolled easily down the hall to his office. 'What the fuck?' he thought as he opened the door 'the last thing I need is more reporters, and what the hell is she doing in My office uninvited?? I am really NOT in the mood for this.'...... pffht nice try… "I was just leaving" who says that?' 'oh fuck.' He thought as Avi fell to the ground. Lex kneeled down and tried to revive her. 'fuck... fuck' he thought as he saw the bruises all over her body. He picked her up and put her on the couch and checked her pulse. It was steady. He reached for his phone when he saw a note tied to her leg. He removed it. It read: "Present for you, Lex. I thought you might have use for her. - Her mutual enemy and thus your friend." 'What??' 'Who IS this girl?' he thought annoyed. 'You will never find out, will you, if she dies on your couch?'
Lex sighed and called his on-staff 24-hour doctor. " Come to my office, immediately, and quietly bring all the equipment you can carry subversively." and hung up. A minute later the doctor arrived. "How can I help you, Mr. Luthor..."(seeing the woman's innate form) he rushed over. "What happened??" The doctor asked while examining Avi. "That is none of your business, now is it doctor?" answered Lex acidly. But seeing the doctor blanch and glance at him furtively, he added reading the doctor's mind "No, doctor, if you must know I didn't." "Didn't...?" the doctor responded innocently. Lex rolled his eyes "Do this" he said, gesturing at the girl; 'fuck, i don't even know her.' he thought. The doctor nodded agreeably "Of course you didn't Mr. Luthor." After a few minutes of watching the doctor in silence, Lex made a call and canceled his meetings for the day. 'ugh' he thought looking at the clock which now read 6:30 ' it is going to be a long day.'
It was a long day. The doctor spent an hour patching Avi up while Lex worked on his laptop. "I am all done Mr. Luthor." "Really?" Lex said turning his full attention to the doctor, "Well then, what is wrong with her?" "She has 3 broken ribs, a fractured arm, bruises and lacerations all over her body, and has recently had a concussion." Lex blinked, glancing over at the girl 'what could have she done to earn those?' he thought. "Anything else?" he asked the doctor, forcing him to meet his eyes. "She has been raped, repeatedly." The doctor said lowering his eyes. 'Fuck' Lex thought glancing again at Avails prone form. " So what can you do?" Lex asked. " I bandaged up her ribs, only time can heal them now. I also put a splint on her arm and gave her some painkillers and something to make her sleep. I can give you some painkillers for her to take regularly. And she should sleep for about 2 days. She will not be able to walk for a while, and she will be weak for a longer. I need to check up on her tomorrow and at least once a week after that. She wont be able to keep anything but water down for a couple days but the soon try giving her something mild. Also I can give you more information on her once I get her blood work done" "Very well, contact me as soon as you have new information" Lex said. "Anything else?" The doctor shook his head. "Well then let us get down to the gritty stuff shall we?" Lex offered the doctor a generous check "Will this do for your silence and continued cooperation?" The doctor looked at him dubiously. Lex sighed meeting the doctor's eyes and said again "I promise I did not do it." 'Why doesn't anyone ever believe me?' He thought. Finally the doctor nodded and accepted the check. "I will see you tomorrow and I will speak of this to no one" he said. Lex nodded and returned as he opened the door " If anyone inquires about your visits tell them I have become interested in your research." The doctor left.
'Now what to do with her....' Lex thought bemusedly as he closed the door, watching her still frame, prone on the black leather couch. 'Of course' he thought amusedly looking at his hands 'fingerprints.' He got a kit out from his drawer. 'One of the only useful things my father ever gave me.' He opened it revealing high-tech yet simple tools for the taking of fingerprints. He took out a little sheet of paper labeled left hand and gently picked up Avails limp arm and pressed her fingers to the paper. " I wonder what makes me glad that you are unconscious right now?" he laughed gazing at her face. "Maybe its just because I don't believe you will want me within a mile of you when you wake." He smiled as he took the other hand. 'Talking to an unconscious girl? You need to get a life' he thought to himself as he took the other prints and scanned them into his computer. "Well, I should know your name and life story by the time you wake up" he said feeling accomplished. "Now where to put you? You certainly cannot stay here. What would my associates think?" He smile faded and he sighed knowing full well what they would think. "Well I will just have to put you into one of the 'secret' rooms" 'but which one?' 'I do NOT want my esteemed father to find her... so... ah, I've got it. The room I had built that no one but I know about.' He bent down and picked her up gently, minding her arm and ribs, and carried her through a secret tunnel that led to the residential area of the castle. After a while he stopped and said the password to open the door to his personal quarters. He entered a hallway through a nonexistent door disguised as part of the wall and turned into his study. "Finally" he murmured as walked through another nonexistent door and entered a simple bedroom with a queen bed, TV and full bathroom. He lay her down on the bed. And looked around the room. He remembered when he had had it built, it was designed as a haven for his "wife," a room where she could always be safe. But he had never given it to her. There was something about her being evil, marrying him to steal his money, and a long and complicated divorce that just kept him from making the gesture. He sighed 'Women.' He searched the room and then glanced at the girl. She was sleeping with the peace only the drugged enjoy and he envied her for it. For the first time he really looked at her. She had medium-length brown hair and a very bruised face. She was about 25 he realized and he changed his perception of her from girl to woman. He sighed, running his hand over his scalp, girls he could deal with, but women, women were dangerous.