Okay, i'm glad you lot are liking it. Thanks for the reviews, and taking the time to read this story...i apologize if there's a bit of a wait for the next chapter because i haven't written it yet - - it's just notes at this moment in time but i'm hoping to get a jolt of inspiration soon.

Oh, and i'm sorry if the ending to this chapter doesn't really work, it's just that i found it difficult to make a point...but i'll try and fix it in following chapters...


Timing Is Key
POV: Lex

It's been at least five or ten minutes now. Gwen isn't back and I haven't heard a gun shot. I just hope that she hasn't hurt Chloe. In fear of the situation I make another attempt to free my body from the ropes, but it's no use. Everything's too tight. I think back to Gwen starting to untie the ropes around my wrist and attempt to wriggle it. Nothing really happens but I won't give up. Suddenly, I hear something and stop. To my surprise the double doors of the study burst open and the image of Chloe's lifeless body being dragged meets my eyes. Tell me she's not dead. Please tell me she's not dead. Gwen positions her on the floor and leaves the room once again. In the span of thirty seconds she's back with tools for tying and gagging. At least I know she's alive. As she binds her arms and legs I catch sight of a patch of blood on the top of her head. My face winces from the pain I know that must have cause. Chloe doesn't deserve this. She shouldn't even be here. Why did she come? And it all comes flooding back to me – it's my fault. I was the one who asked her for a favour; to check out Gwen.

"She is alive…for now," as her words hit the atmosphere I grow frustrated and angry. I yell at her but the tape is in the way. I forgot, and all I make is a loud mumbling sound. All I can do is stare at her, defeated. She walks over to me and rips the tape off, "Lex, did you have something to say to me?" there's a lot of things I want to say, but none of them would help matters, so I keep quiet, "you know I still can't get my head round why you'd want her over me," as she talks she moves over to Chloe lying on the floor. She crouches next to her, "is it her legs?" she says lifting up her long skirt and running a finger up and down her bare skin, "or is it her face? I'm much prettier than her," this time she's holding her chin up caressing the back of her hand against Chloe's cheek. I can't take it so I unknowingly shout,

"Stop touching her!"

Gwen's eyes glitter; she knows she's got me, "so you admit it?" she says getting up, putting on her heels and walking toward me.

"Admit what? There's nothing going on between us!" I shout. As I finish my sentence she grabs her gun and in one swoop hits me over the head and I'm unconscious.

POV: Chloe

I flicker my eyes open. The first thing I see is the wooden floor beneath me. My head hurts, a horrible headache. I just want to close my eyes and hope I'll wake up without the pain. I try to lift myself up but I'm tied up, I roll to get a better view of the room; Lex Luthor's study. I drop my head to the floor hoping the pain will just stop for a while. I grind my teeth and blink in hope to lessen it, but it doesn't work. I continue searching the room and I see…Lex? I try to speak but there's tape. I stare at him in hope he'll look at me, but his head just stays down. Then he moves. His head sways a little and I see him blink. He raises his head and our eyes lock. For a moment we just stare until he whispers,

"Are you alright?" I nod, as it would be difficult to explain the pain in my head without speech. Strangely he starts to look around himself – has he lost something? Then he looks at the door before starting to shift himself whilst tied to the chair, around his desk. He's got a plan. Ouch, my head. I take a few deep breaths bracing myself for the pain and attempt to hoist my top half off the ground. Once sitting up my eye falls onto an ornamental dagger sitting on an end table. I scoot myself along the floor and reach up with my bound hands, but the dagger falls. Luckily my legs break its fall and I unsheathe the blade, hold it between my knees and begin to cut the rope apart. As I move my wrists together forward and backward, I use too much force causing the dagger to push away from me and hit the floor with a clatter. Lex and I both look at each other and attempt to get back to our original positions before Gwen gets back. My heartbeat is racing as I hear the click of her heels down the corridor.

POV: Lex

Gwen's on her way in, but it doesn't matter. The police will be arriving soon. I've pushed the panic button under my desk. She's got no chance. I struggle to get back to where she left me, but it's too late. She's back. I stop moving.

"I see you're both awake," she says looking from me to Chloe. She seems to have noticed the dagger next to her foot and kicks it to another corner of the room, "you're so silly," she raises her gun to Chloe's head and my palms begin to sweat.

"What do you want from me? Money?" I shout, I need to stall her. Of course she wants money everyone wants money. She looks at me, then back at Chloe.

"I hear you've been to my house, snooping around my bedroom. Did you find anything nice?" Is she talking to Chloe? She knows who she is – that's why she came, to warn me. I'm so sorry you came, "Lex, how much do you care about her?" At the question I see Chloe's eyes go wide.

"What do you want to hear? I told you there was nothing between us and you didn't believe me! What do you want me to say – that I love her? That we're having an affair?" During my last words I look at Chloe. I don't know why, but my eyes are drawn to hers, but Gwen digs the gun in deeper and I see her whimper in pain. I glance at the floor. It's silent for the moment but I hear the police sirens. I see Gwen panic and stand nervously thinking about her next move. She runs to the desk to see the cameras, then under the desk.

"You pushed the panic button," she says before she hits me, knocking me onto the floor. As I collide I yelp in pain, "all I wanted was someone to love me! Someone who could provide me security and you had to ruin it!" she says glancing at Chloe. The sirens are so loud that I can almost feel them, "I can't go to prison," she says alternating her aim between Chloe and me, "My whole life has been like living in prison! Do you know what it's like to be an orphan? Moving from home to home because people figure that they can't love you like their own!" BANG!