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Jack, the limo driver, had the flat tire changed in 15 minutes, even though it was pouring rain.
Lois had questioned whether they ought to help, but Lex had shot her down. "It's why he makes six-figures to drive me around," he said.
Lois simply nodded and 15 minutes later they were back on the move.
The duo sat in silence and Lex suddenly found himself racking his brain for any topic of conversation. For what was maybe the second time in his life, Lex was speechless. And not one to sit through uncomfortable silences, Lex shifted in his seat. The leather underneath him offering a noise that most would consider in poor taste. Lex paused mid-shift, and horrified he hazarded a glance at Lois. She was staring right at him, an amused smirk on her face. Lex opened his mouth to explain when Lois spoke.
"Relax, Lex. I know it was the leather of the seat," she flashed him a grin. Lex, never confronted with a situation like this before, returned the smile apprehensively and relaxed in his seat where thankfully no more noises sounding like bodily functions were made.
Lex, still feeling completely unlike himself, glanced out the window. The sky was black. Not a star could be seen, and the rain was steadily increasing, now coming down in sheets.
I'm not sure we'll be able to fly to Chicago in this weather, Lex thought, looking to Lois. She was also staring out the window, and Lex could see that a strand of hair had fallen out, touching her neck. Lex's hand was out half the distance to her when he pulled it back. Lex tried to figure out what was wrong with him. He didn't think Lois would appreciate if Lex were to suddenly start stroking her hair. It was still to early in the evening. What is she doing to me? Lex thought folding his hands on his lap so they wouldn't stray again.
"This weather isn't cooperating like I wish it would," Lex said absently-trying to fill the deafening silence that was still hanging over them.
Lois shrugged. "Hey, I'm not picky. We could go bowling and have greasy pizza and beer for all I care. I'm just glad to be out of the house. Sitting around that place when half the occupants are upset with me is a little uncomfortable."
"Is Clark upset with you, too?" He asked, preparing for the possible destruction of the so far somewhat pleasant evening.
Lois shrugged noncommittally.
"Yeah, but what else is new. Clark and I fight all the time. We're worse than siblings, I think. Whether it's hot water for showers, the last drink of milk, or dating Lex Luthor, it's all the same."
"And Mr. Kent just doesn't like me or trust me, so of course he'd protest," Lex added, watching Lois nod.
She looked over to him, with a half smile, "Sorry?" She offered.
"I'm used to people disliking me-it comes with being a Luthor. I deal with it daily," Lex, forcing a smile, said to Lois.
For some unexplained reason, the fact that Jonathan Kent didn't like Lex had always bothered him. Maybe it was his need for a principled man, a father figure with morals and standards. Lex wasn't sure why it was so important to him. He'd tried so hard, though trying to gain the elder Kent's acceptance had proved harder than Lex realized. So he'd given up. He'd saved Clark and Jonathan from death on several occasions, but there was still no room for forgiveness in carrying the Luthor surname.
"Mrs. Kent just told me to have fun," Lois added, disrupting Lex's thoughts.
"Mrs. Kent has always been good to me. I see her as a mother-figure," Lex added.
"Me too. Even though I told her I was just going out with you to get you off my back, she still insisted I have a good time."
Lex felt his breath catch like he'd been punched in the gut. He couldn't breath and his chest felt compressed, like there was an elephant standing on him. Lex's heart, which had been beating warmly while in the presence of Lois, grew cold at her apparent lack of interest. Lex kept up appearances however, and only smiled (though somewhat weakly) at Lois, who apparently was unaware she'd said anything hurtful.
Lex recovered quickly, feeling more determined to show Lois a fabulous time and maybe make himself worthy in her eyes. Lex locked his jaw. Time for a change of subject, he thought.
Lois sat, hands in her lap, staring out the window once again.
"Lois, would you like a drink?" Lex moved himself nearer the minibar-silently cursing himself for not offering sooner.
"Sure," she moved closer to Lex, leaning across him to read the labels on the assorted bottles.
Lex closed his eyes and inhaled her scent. He didn't need any liquor, she was intoxicating enough. His hand wanted desperately to trace down her neck and along her exposed back. Her exposed skin looked smooth and inviting.
She sat back up, startling Lex out of his fantasy, and pointed to a tall bottle of white wine. "I'll have some of that, thanks."
Moments later, she gladly accepted the wine glass. Lex then poured himself a drink as well.
The limo started to slow, and made a wide turn. Lex glanced outside, barely able to make out the sign, Smallville Municipal Airport.
Figures, Lex thought.
"It appears we are here," Lex set his glass of brandy on the minibar as the car slowed at the entrance gate.
The barrier window lowered after few moments.
"Sir, air control has grounded all scheduled flights, visibility is zero."
"Why didn't they call me? I could have made alternate plans," Lex's tone sharp with frustration. They wasted so much time driving out here, just because Lionel wouldn't let the copter land at the mansion. Lex felt a growing resentment towards his father and his apparent control over everything in Lex's life. It wouldn't have surprised Lex if Lionel had somehow conjured the bad weather too.
"Sir, they tried calling but the network is jammed and the weather is severally interfering with cell service."
Lex locked his jaw. "This is ridiculous."
"Lex, it's fine, really," Lois piped up, reaching her hand forward and touching his shoulder, the warmth of her hand immediately calming him.
Realizing he was on the edge of the seat, he relaxed and sat back. Lex looked over at Lois. She was looking at him, a slight furrow on her brow. Lex warmed again at the look, taking it as concern for him. He smiled at her and her own face relaxed. Lex took his glass back from the top of the bar and nodded to the driver. He took several deep breaths before he spoke again.
"Jack, take us back to town."
Jack nodded and raised the window, leaving Lex alone with Lois again. Soon the car was swaying with motion, the occupants on their way back to Smallville.
"I'm sorry, Lois. It looks like we'll have to make other plans," Lex sipped his brandy, eyeing her over his glass.
"Okay. So do you have any ideas?" Lois asked sipping her wine and meeting Lex's stare. Lex felt his pulse quicken as he resisted the urge, again, to take her in his arms and kiss her.
Instead Lex shrugged. "I'll figure something out."