'Dammit, why won't he give up already?' she thought. It had been two weeks since she noticed Lex staring at her in the Talon, white as a sheet. The look of disbelief in his eyes confirmed her suspicions-he recognized her. Not that he had any idea who she was. But he definitely realized who she resembled.

Just perfect.

And if that weren't bad enough, it appeared that he enlisted Chloe's help in finding her. Her entire reason for coming here was to keep them from getting together in the first place. Instead, she pushed them together.

'Stupid.' She thought and smacked herself in the forehead.

Ever since that fateful day, she kept noticing a man in black watching her wherever she went. He had been sitting two feet from her for the past hour and still hadn't spotted her behind her paper. Some investigator. She always managed to lose him quickly, after all she learned from the best, but it was still getting on her nerves.

Then, as if summoned by her thoughts, the front doors of the Talon opened and Lex and Chloe walked in, deep in conversation. She watched as they walked over to the counter to exchange pleasantries with Lana before heading to a small, somewhat secluded table, with their drinks to talk.

She felt her heart breaking. Even from across the room she could see the love in her dad's eyes as he looked at Chloe. This wasn't fair. He searched his whole life for someone to love him the way she did, and now he was going to lose it before he realized he had it.

The dull pain in her chest she'd been feeling since the night she threw a rock through the window flared up and she rubbed over where her heart was. He'd told her there would be some minor discomfort. 'Minor my foot.' she thought. There was no doubt what the consequences of her actions would be, but it had to be done. The 'minor' pain she was going through now more than made up for saving them all the heartbreak that was to come.

Over the top of her paper, she continued to watch her parents. They were so suited to one another, even now. Lex's calm composure was the perfect compliment to Chloe's exuberance. Her bright clothes set off the simple monotones of his wardrobe. Apart, they stood out. Together, they blended perfectly.

She thought sadly for a moment about the blend of them in her. True, she had her grandmother's features and her mom's eyes. But her hair was the perfect mix of her mother's honey blonde and her father's bright carrot red. Smiling, she remembered the picture her mom had put on her dresser as a little girl. A large framed picture of Chloe and Gabe when she was seven next to one of Lex and his mother at the same age. Lex hated that picture. He always said he looked like the cheese puffs Chloe ate constantly while she was pregnant.

The other mixes of them within herself were more subtle. She had inherited her mother's fierce curiosity but kept it in check wit the patience learned from her dad. She had his love classical music and literature, but Chloe's taste in fashion and fast food. The better part of her childhood they had debated from which one she had gotten her stubborn streak and her knack for trouble.

She watched as a piece of hair fell in front of Chloe's eyes. Without a second's hesitation, Lex leaned over and brushed it away. A faint blush swept across Chloe's face. Again, her heart clutched painfully. But this time she knew it wasn't physical.

………………..

The storm raged outside as Chloe pored over the papers spread out in front of her. "Lex, we've researched your mother's entire family going back two hundred years. If we haven't found anything by now, I don't think we will."

"Chloe the resemblance is too accurate to be a coincidence." He argued. He could tell she was ready to pack it in for the night. They had been working steadily for four hours and Chloe was beginning to rub her eyes, which Lex now recognized as a sign she was getting tired.

Chloe groaned at the determined tone of Lex's voice. Why couldn't he just be sensible about this?

"You can go if you want. I'm going to keep looking." He sat down at his desk and pulled the papers Chloe had been studying across to him. She sighed. "I said I was going to help you, remember?"

"You don't have to-" she cut him off by raising her hand up to silence him.

An hour more passed, and Lex found himself studying Chloe more than the papers that could give him the answers he so desperately wanted. She tended to have that effect on him.

She had her head propped up on her left hand, her right holding the pen that was skimming underneath the lines she was reading. She was biting her lower lip in concentration, her forehead crinkled. He smiled. It was an all too familiar sight, and one he was welcome to seeing a lot more of.

Chloe felt Lex's eyes on her. It was just one of those things. She could be in the Talon, sitting at the counter and as soon as Lex walked in she knew. She felt the moment his eyes settled upon her as if they were his hands. Even from across a room, she swore she could smell him. That scent she associated with Lex. It filled her nostrils, and she didn't even need to turn around to know how close he was.

She looked up and locked onto eyes burning with passion, none for the subject they were currently studying. She felt a fire spread throughout her body and felt like her bones were melting. "Stop it Lex."

"Stop what?"

Chloe sighed. She hated when he did that. "Stop looking at me like that."

"Exactly how am I looking at you?" The amusement was evident in his voice. She could see the faint beginnings of his trademark smirk beginning to form at the corners of his mouth.

"Like I'm a piece of meat." She clarified.

The smirk finally appeared, in full force. Silently, Lex pushed back his chair and came around the desk to sit on the edge, facing her.

"Would you please tell me why you're resisting this so much?"

Chloe sucked in a breath. She had not been expecting that. More come-ons and innuendo she was prepared for. Not this.

"You're dangerous." She said finally.

Lex nodded. He'd thought as much. But something in her words, a hesitancy, betrayed the fact that there was more to it than that. "What else?" he stroked his finger gently down the side of her face. She closed her eyes and fought the fire running through her blood at the simple touch.

"Why do you want this so bad Lex? The truth."

"I feel this thing with us," he began, "has the potential to be something great."

"Great how?" she asked.

Instead of voicing his explanation, Lex decided to answer her another way, a better way. He shortened the gap between them slowly, allowing her time to pull away. When she didn't he stopped a breath away from her and looked into her eyes. Fear was shining clear as day. But there was also an intense desire burning that matched his own. Without another thought, he closed his eyes and erased the distance.

Chloe fought back the gasp that threatened to erupt when she felt the spark shot throughout her body at the first contact from Lex's lips. Like static electricity, but more powerful, it set every nerve ending in body blazing. With a moan she wrapped her arms around his neck and pulled herself out of her chair against him.

He never would have expected such a passionate display so quickly. But he certainly welcomed it. His arms reach around to grasp her around the waist and pull her tighter against his chest if that were possible.

A loud crash from the hallway tore their attention. Both pairs of eyes swiveled to the door as two of Lex's security detail entered, each holding an arm of the mysterious girl in question.

"We found her snooping around the grounds sir." The one on the left said.

Lex moved around Chloe and raised his hand to dismiss the men. He swept his hand toward the leather couch and she sat hesitantly.

"Care to tell me why you were snooping around my property?" he asked.

"Care to tell me why you were having me followed?" she shot back.

Chloe resisted the urge to smile at the aghast look on Lex's face. She liked this girl already.

"I think you know the answer to that." He replied calmly. He studied her carefully. The resemblance he'd spotted at the Talon was still there, and more prominent up close. She had an air of sophistication that could only come from being raised among the world of private schools and etiquette training. This girl had breeding. Luthor breeding. Yet there lingered a look of deep inquisitiveness in her eyes that never transpired among the rich and old-moneyed. He knew he'd seen it before. But where?"

"Who are you?"

His question hung in the air, wrapping itself around the three and filling the air with a tension that seemed to pulsate in the large room.

"You wouldn't believe me if I told you." She said.

"Try me."

Her gaze ticked over to Chloe. She had remained quiet through the whole exchange. Uncommon for her, but probably out of respect for Lex. She turned her gaze back to him.

"My name is Lena. I'm your daughter."