Alright, so I'm sorry it took so long, but for some reason I had to edit this chapter about a million times before I was somewhat satisfied. I'm not entirely sure that I like the overall flow of it, but chalk it up to getting back into the swing. Everything leading up to the first sex encounter as well the actual encounter itself is very important because it will set the tone for everything Lois feels as she remembers flashbacks. And eventually she'll regain her memories and it won't do to have Zod being too horrible. It would be too hard to get over. Even if it technically never happened.

Lois was practically vibrating with fear and anxiety. Oliver was being led through the double doors across the room and she instinctively tried to go to him but the guy behind her jerked her back. She glared at him and ripped her arm free. What the hell was she supposed to do? Watch Oliver die?

Oliver saw her as he was shoved to his knees and smiled. Zod, ever observant, noticed the shared look and snapped his fingers for the guards to release him, thus gaining their attention.

"Oliver Queen," he said with a smile. His eyes bored into the kneeling man's as if trying to read every secret thought in his soul. Queen was all too easy. He wore his heart on his sleeve. His love for Lois was plainly written across his face and if he'd had the power he would kill to free her from Zod's grasp.

He shifted in his seat lazily. "My trap it seems worked out beautifully." He smiled at Oliver's confused look and darted a sly glance at Lois.

Queen clenched his jaw. "You used Lois as bait. You planted a tracking device on her." He'd already known, but it still pissed him off.

Lois sucked in a breath and looked at Zod's smirking face. Her heart stopped. It was her fault that Clark and Chloe were dead. He inclined his head mockingly.

"Guilty. Once I ordered my men to spread it around that she was to be killed, I knew the cavalry would come charging in to save the day. And then all that was left was to wait."

"You asshole," Lois spat. Her head was jerked back and she hissed in pain.

"Shut your mouth, human," her guard ordered roughly, twisting her hair around his fist.

"Get your hands off her," Oliver shouted, jumping to his feet. He didn't get far when a Kryptonian planted his fist squarely in his stomach and he fell to his knees again, groaning and choking back bile.

Zod raised a hand to stop the assault. "Oliver, I'm prepared to make you an offer. Swear allegiance to me and I will let you live." He stared down at the blond and smiled infuriatingly. He knew what Queen's answer would be and sat back to wait for the words.

"Fine," Oliver choked out, trying to straighten his posture somewhat. He looked at Zod. "I'll swear it."

That was unexpected. He couldn't possibly mean that. Zod's smile disappeared and he stood up abruptly. "I killed your friends and crushed any hope you had of gaining your world back. Why would you vow loyalty to me?" To say he was suspicious was an understatement. This was supposed to be a way to gain favor with Lois and it was slowly slipping out of his hands. It wasn't often that he misread people.

For some reason, Oliver felt he should do what the woman had told him to do last night. He didn't know why, but he could tell she wanted to use him for something and at least for the moment he would be around to help Lois. Oliver composed his features as best he could and thought of her. And his revenge. "As you said before, you've killed almost everyone I care about. What would be the point of my dying too?"

Zod said nothing and continued to circle him. His black boots thudded on the marble floor. Then he stopped behind him. "Could it be that you hope to reunite with Lois Lane?"

Oliver swallowed.

"How noble," he sneered, "Throwing away all your hatred of me and my kind and allying yourself with us after everything we've done to you just to be near your beloved. Humans capacity for useless emotions still astounds me."

"You want my allegiance or not?" Oliver demanded, swallowing his fear of having his neck snapped.

Regaining control of the situation was more important than manipulating Lois. Seconds ticked by and then Zod spoke. "No, I don't think I do." He clenched his fist and drew it back. "I can your heartbeat quickening. Don't worry, Oliver. Soon it won't be beating at all."

So much for the word of 'Xena: Warrior Princess'. Oliver inhaled sharply and squeezed his eyes shut, preparing to have his heart ripped out of his chest, when all of a sudden a woman's voice sounded throughout the room.

"General Zod."

He jerked his head over, angry at having been interrupted, and saw Raina standing out from the others. "What?" he hissed.

"I've claimed this human for myself, sir."

The rest of his soldiers didn't say anything, but it was apparent that this was news to them as well. He straightened and looked at her appraisingly. "That's ridiculous. The women are supposed to have children with our own kind."

"You said that we could choose Kryptonians, not that we had too."

He could hardly believe his ears and came dangerously close to striking her across the face for her insolence. "And why exactly wouldn't you want to?"

"With our great general leading by such example, how could I not?" There was nothing but respect in her tone. She kept her eyes lowered as if in subservience. "How could I live with myself knowing the sacrifices you've made to ensure we are treated fairly, and not make some of my own?"

Zod was almost sure that he didn't believe a word coming out of her mouth. But, not quite. If she was lying, what was the point? What was her game? He was trying with every ounce of his strength to keep his voice even.

"That was the point of making such a sacrifice, Raina. So that the women wouldn't have to." He turned away from her and said loud enough so that everyone could hear, "I thank you for your loyalty and desire to be a good Kryptonian, but I'm afraid that there is no reprieve for this rebel. You must choose another."

"I can't," she responded, causing Zod's anger to snap. In the blink of an eye he was in front of her, gripping her throat tightly in one hand.

"You dare to challenge me?" he hissed.

She made no move to dislodge his hand. "Sir, we were… together last night and I'm afraid that I might already be with child. There is a shortage of suitable humans left and if this one proves himself it would be wise for me to keep him." Her voice was tight, but she squeezed the words out and waited for whatever her leader would do to her.

Zod's face was contorted with anger and his stare bored into her head as he weighed his options. His soldiers would not allow him to harm one of their own without good provocation, especially if she were pregnant. Memories of Faora came flooding back which was more than enough to give him pause.

But, he was sure that she was plotting something against him and could not let that go. Raina was cold and devious. If she had taken Queen as a pet it was for a very good reason. One that could not bode well for Zod. There was nothing he could do about it at the moment however, so he lowered her back to the floor.

"Well, Queen," he said, smoothing his hair back and walking to his chair, "it seems you will live to see another day. Get him out of my sight."

His order was obeyed immediately and the Kryptonians started clearing out the room. They knew better than to be around their leader when his face looked like that.

His eyes narrowed as he saw Lois and Oliver exchange a look and cold anger began forming in his chest.

They probably thought this was a good thing. They'd get to see each other every day now and it would be some sort of comfort to have one another.

Well, he thought contemptuously, she would soon find out otherwise.

Raina was pushing Oliver out of the room and he was glaring at her, but they both stopped up short when Zod's voice rang out clearly.

"Lois, come here."

Her head had been turned to follow Oliver's retreating form, but it jerked around when he called her name. She looked over at him in disdain, but did as he ordered. He curved one finger and beckoned her closer when she stopped a few feet away from him. He wasn't satisfied until she leaned forward close enough for him to whisper in her ear.

"Is this any way to show your gratitude, Lois?" He looked at her with a slight mocking smile and she gritted her teeth before answering.

"You were going to kill Oliver. I should be grateful for that?"

He creased his brow. "Is that what you think I was doing? I'm afraid you're wrong."

Her eyebrows raised in disbelief. "Oh, really? Then what were you doing when it looked like you were about to rip out his heart? Stretching?"

He let his eyes linger on her lips. "All I remember is giving him the chance to join me and he did. And then I ordered his release. Isn't that what you wanted?"

She gave him an angry smile. "You have a really shitty memory, Zod. There's a few key elements you conveniently forgot."

He carelessly shrugged one shoulder and looked around her at Oliver and Raina who were still watching them. "He's standing right there, alive and well. If that's a problem for you it's one that can easily be rectified." He let his eyes glow orange as he looked at Oliver and she hastily grabbed his arm.

"No, what are you doing? Stop!" She exhaled quickly and looked at him pleadingly. "Thank you for letting him live." Ugh, it killed her to say that. Her fist ached to plant itself across his jaw.

He smiled and let his eyes cool. "Kiss me, Lois. Show me how grateful you really are." He toyed with a lock of her hair that had fallen over a shoulder and tugged it lightly.

She was horrified. Oliver could not see her locking lips with Zod. It would be the most humiliating thing of her life. And he knew that, she fumed. She watched his eyes dart back to Oliver and took a deep breath.

"Fine," she hissed, and leaned over his seat and balanced herself on one of the arms. She couldn't look him in the eye as she bent her head. She just focused on his lips to alleviate some of the embarrassment and noticed unwillingly how nicely formed they were. Lois pressed hers against them.

If she hadn't hated him so much, she would've liked kissing him. More than liked it actually. He was a good kisser.

She jerked away angrily and glared at him. "There, satisfied?" No matter how good he was, she would never forget what he'd done to Clark, the man she loved and gave herself to. And Chloe.

His eyes were still laden with desire as she had pulled away from him too soon and his neck was flushed with color. "Hardly," he responded, his voice a tad husky as he shifted in his seat. His burning stare pinned her to the floor and she couldn't look away from him until she heard footsteps echoing and the two people watching them took their leave.

Oliver had seen that, she thought with embarrassment. What would he think of her? She was doing it for him so if he had a problem with it he could go to hell. She'd do whatever it took to keep her friends safe, especially since it was her fault most of them were dead.

"Are we done here?" Lois asked stiffly.

"Not by a long shot," he said, in a low voice, "but, you can go back to our room if that's what you're asking." His eyes followed her form as she promptly turned and walked away. Oh, Lois, he thought, one day you'll want me and you won't even be able to help yourself.

XXXXXXXXXX

For the rest of the day, Zod devoted his every moment to the task of Raina. He met with Shor-Ra and gave him orders to follow Raina and find out what she was up to.

"I'm surprised actually," he commented, regarding the blonde man coolly, "I had thought that my two best lieutenants would naturally ally themselves with one another. Yet both of you seek human companionship. Curious."

Shor-Ra gave nothing away in his face. "I don't find the Kryptonian women acceptable. Raina and I are not suitable. Mara made her choice the second you announced that she was free to do so. Shara and Sonna…," he let his tone drift.

Zod raised an eyebrow. "What's wrong with them? They are beautiful."

Shor-Ra still was expressionless. "To say that they don't like me would be an understatement. They are softer than the other two women. A man would need to be far different than myself to please them. Since they are also my fellow comrades it would make doing our jobs difficult."

"You already have a human don't you? How is that going? Does she fight you?"

Shor-Ra shook his head slowly. "I believe she is very smart. I actually killed two before her, accidentally of course. Our superior strength can make coupling with them difficult."

Zod wondered at that and thought of Lois.

"Anyway, she is more than willing to accommodate me since her living conditions are far better than they were in the camps. She sees it as a mutually beneficial arrangement. What about you, sir?"

Zod looked at him in slight surprise, not understanding his question.

"The human captive, Lois Lane. Kal-El's woman. She is yours now?"

Zod did not like that he called her Clark's woman. He hid his displeasure and shifted smoothly in his seat. "Yes, she is. It is only fitting that after my destruction of the House of El, I get the spoils of war." His cold smile stretched further. "I only wish that Kal-El were here to see everything unfold."

Shor-Ra inclined his head in acknowledgment. "Why didn't he join us? We were his brothers."

"Because," Zod practically spat, "he lived among them too long."

The corner of Shor-Ra's mouth turned up very slightly. "Then we must be careful as well, sir, not to fall prey to the same affliction that befell Kal-El. Love of humans."

Zod's gaze sharpened and he studied his subordinate. Was he trying to insinuate something? He may have a vague sort of affection for Lois, but he would never be so pathetic as to actually love her. Humans had been studied for some time on Krypton and it was universally accepted that they were one of the lowest life forms in all of the known galaxies.

Because of that reason, he often wondered why Jor-El had sent his son to this planet. Was it to rule them? Or did he have some sort of affection for them?

"Yes," he agreed, rising to his feet. "But, regretfully I must go attend to other things. You know what to do?"

Shor-Ra nodded. Raina was a thorn in his side and he would never miss an opportunity to bring her down. "I do. I won't fail you, sir."

I know you won't, he thought, walking past him and out through the doors that led down to his room, because if you do, retribution will be swift and painful. Zod rarely failed at anything he attempted and therefore expected the same from his men.

The sun never fully set now that it was so close to Earth, but most of the orange glow did fade away at night. He smiled to himself. It was actually more of a slight smirk. Now that he had spared Queen's life, Lois should be more than willing to give herself to him tonight.

He snorted inwardly as he walked slowly down the hall. Somehow he doubted that she would be. She was the most stubborn, pig-headed woman he'd met since his arrival here on Earth, but secretly he admired her spirit. Out of anyone he'd met here, she was the most like a Kryptonian woman. Unwaveringly loyal, kind to those deserving of it, and a warrior.

She reminded him of his late wife. He supposed that was one of the reasons he was drawn to her. Even now, thinking of Ursa sent a stabbing pang through his heart. To just wake up one morning and be told that his wife, son, and planet had been destroyed… it was almost too much to bear. And by now, they had already been dead thousands of years; whatever dust was left of their bodies now floated around in the cold, dead space.

Before he'd been murdered, Jor-El had told him that Ursa and his son had been killed in a raid on Kandor by enemy forces. Obliterated. And he hadn't been there to save them.

That's what kept him awake at night. Picturing his son's little body crushed and burned beyond recognition. That was the usual. Sometimes it was different. He pictured the both of them terrified, Ursa trying to run far away to save her son, but never having a chance. They'd probably been screaming for him.

His fist clenched. Tears glittered in his eyes and he stared straight ahead so that they didn't fall.

He preferred to think that their deaths happened so quickly they didn't feel a thing. That was what he told his men anyway. It wouldn't do to have them dwelling on all the different ways their families could've been murdered. Better for them to think they'd passed in their sleep.

Zod stopped in front of the door to his room and settled his thoughts. He had business to attend to with Lois Lane and it wouldn't do to be thinking of things melancholy.

Pushing the door open, he expected to see Lois sitting in a chair or pacing with a scowl on her face. Instead there was nothing. The room was empty and she was gone. His heart rate quickened and he stepped back out of the room. Every previous thought went out of his head as his whole body tensed.

His head turned to the guard that was posted at the end of the hall and he strode over to him quickly. "Where is she?" he gritted out.

"Who, sir?"

Zod clenched his hand again. "The prisoner. Lois Lane. Where is she?"

"I saw her enter your room, sir. She didn't come out. Should I alert the others?"

Zod raised his hand. "No, I will deal with this myself." He stormed back to the room and shut the door. That little… She was trying to escape. Even though she knew that there was none. She thought she could outsmart him.

He laughed coldly and it echoed lightly throughout the room.

If the guard had seen her enter yet she wasn't here now, it would stand to reason that she had found a way out from inside. And that would mean that somewhere around here there was a secret entryway.

He shifted to X-ray vision and methodically scanned, turning in place until he found what he was looking for.

"Oh, Lois," he laughed to himself quietly, "it was too easy."

He jerked the bookshelf off the wall and threw it behind him. Lois could clean it up later as punishment. He punched open the steel door to the hidden passageway and descended into a tunnel. It continued at a downward inclination until it slowly leveled off and went straight. He moved with lightning speed and then suddenly stopped as the tunnel was intersected by another one. Which way would Lois have gone?

The smart thing would've been to continue straight and he could see that there was indeed a ladder leading up to an exit about a half a mile away. But, a human would never be able to see that far in the dark. He turned his head to the left and saw nothing but tunnel wall leading away. To the right however was another ladder leading up to a steel-covered hole.

He stared at the space above and without any effort at all, shifted to X-ray vision. And just as abruptly, shifted out of it again. His fists once again clenched as he seethed in fury.

XXXXX

Lois gasped for air as she ran down the tunnel. Who would have thought that one day Lex's paranoid psychosis would help her out? She almost rolled her eyes at the very Lex-ness of it all. Only a Luthor would have a secret tunnel leading out of his bedroom. And that was exactly what she'd been counting on when she'd begun furiously searching every square inch of that place. Fortunately, she'd pegged Lex accurately and had found a weird looking lamp that didn't have a bulb. One yank on the metal dangling down and she'd been home-free.

Something changed up ahead and she slowed down. Great. The tunnel forked in three directions. But which one led out? She couldn't see anything but darkness more than a few feet ahead of her. She quickly looked around for a sign that would help her out.

There was a ladder leading up to a circular opening to her right. She bit her lip and considered her options. Then she sprinted over to it and climbed up. Trying to be as quiet as possible, she slid the lock out of place. It made a loud clanking sound and she cringed, holding her breath and hoping there was no one on the other side.

She opened the lid and gasped as her eyes refocused. Strong arms lifted her up and set her down on the concrete floor. "Oliver? What are you doing here? Where are we?"

He was breathing heavier than usual and a light sheen of sweat covered his brow. "The cellar. She-Hulk threw me in here after that business with Zod." He groaned and slumped against the wall. Lois rushed over and knelt down.

"What's wrong? Are you hurt?"

He winced and grabbed his side. "That asshole who punched me earlier broke my ribs."

Damn Zod. She hated him. This was all his fault. She quickly helped Oliver to a reclining position on the cot and lifted up his shirt. Sure enough black and purple bruises covered his torso and she cursed.

"How did you get here? Where does that hole lead?"

"There was a secret door in Lex's room. I found it by accident."

Oliver clenched his jaw at the reminder of where she was staying. He had to ask but he knew that the truth might hurt. "Has he—I mean, did he-." He couldn't make himself form the words.

She reddened in embarrassment. "What? Force me to amuse myself with Lex's endless collection of philosophy books written by dead people a couple thousand years ago? Yeah, like every night since I've been here."

He chuckled and appreciated her 'Lois' answer. "Lois, we've only been here two days."

"Try reading Homer, Oliver. It'll feel like an eternity."

He groaned when she tried to help him sit up. "I actually like The Odyssey."

She paused to look at him and roll her eyes. "You prep school types, I swear," she muttered.

He put a hand over hers to gain her attention and when she looked at him, her stomach fluttered a tiny bit. He was gorgeous even when he was all beat up. Would she always love him?

Their time was over, she thought sadly with a sigh. Clark was the man for her even if he was dead.

The way Ollie was looking at her however was causing something to stir inside her. Something that could bring nothing but heartache. She pasted a smile on her face and tried to help him stand. That only brought his face closer to hers however and she swallowed.

"Lois," he whispered and was quickly silenced by a finger pressed against his lips.

"Don't Oliver." Her eyes pleaded with him to stop. "Just stand up and come with me. I'll help you. We can get out of here."

"The tunnel leads to Lex's room. How is that any better than here?"

She shook her head. "It branches out in three directions. I think if we head down the middle one it should lead out to the grounds."

"Lois, you were right."

She stopped moving and fully looked at him. "About what?"

"When I left you and you said that was the moment I'd always regret… you were right."

"Ollie-." Did he have a fever or something? He was burning up.

"There's never been anyone else for me but you," he whispered, raising one finger to lightly stroke her cheek.

It was bittersweet for Lois. Before Clark, all she'd wanted was for Oliver to realize his mistake and come back to her. She raised her hand to his and then clamped down on his fingers. Tears glittered in her eyes and it was so hard to say the next words that came out of her mouth.

"But, there has been for me." Her voice broke and a tear splashed onto his arm. "I love you, Ollie. I always will… but, I also love Clark. Even if he's…"

A little bit of light went out in his eyes. He opened his mouth to… he didn't know what, but he knew he couldn't let this go.

But, she stopped him. "Please, don't. I'm begging you because if you keep going I won't be able to stop myself from kissing you—,"

His eyes lit up.

"—but I'll still love Clark and you'll be hurt."

He stared at her for a second before exhaling a breath and throwing himself back against the cot. "Serves me right," he muttered bitterly.

She leaned over him. "Don't say that, Ollie. I didn't mean to hurt you."

"Then kiss me," he asked softly, "Just once. Prove to me that you don't want to be with me."

It was on the tip of her tongue to tell him off and she actually opened her mouth to do just that. But, his eyes… she wasn't cruel. She just couldn't say the words. His eyes were like pools of chocolate, begging her to just give him what he wanted and she bit her lip, unable to hold back anymore.

Lois lurched forward, hesitating a hairsbreadth away from his lips. He held his breath, about to close the distance between them. She was so close he could almost taste her again. He'd been dreaming of this moment for over two years. He needed her.

"Don't stop on my account."

Both heads jerked over at the low, accented voice and Lois sucked in a breath, going pale.

"Zod."

They hadn't even heard him come in. The gaping hole next his feet told them which entrance he'd used.

"How'd you find me?"

He cocked his head with an arrogant smile on his face. "You can't escape me, Lois. What were the two of you going to do? Hide in a cave somewhere, surviving on roots and berries?"

He began pacing slowly in front of them, a scare tactic Lois knew well since her father used to do it all the time. They both stood up, neither of them missing the look in his eye at the two of them standing together.

Lois drew her courage and set her jaw. "We would've found some way."

Zod dismissed her with a look and zeroed in on Oliver. Lois felt him tense beside her.

"I spare your life, though you've been a thorn in my side since I met you, and this is how you repay my generosity? I'm surprised though I don't know why. I shouldn't have expected any different from your kind."

"It wasn't his fault," Lois broke in quickly, "I was the one who snuck in here. Don't do anything to him."

He looked at her coldly. "I will do as I like and there's nothing you can do to stop me. I should rip your heart out, Queen, for touching what is mine."

It dawned on Lois what Zod was really mad about, but from Oliver's face he'd already guessed awhile ago.

"You can't force someone to be with you, Zod. Lois is free to choose whoever she wants."

"From the conversation that I overheard it seems that she wants Clark Kent. The only problem with that is he's dead."

Oliver's fists clenched as he ached to wipe that arrogant smirk off Zod's face.

Zod continued. "But, you know, you're right, Queen. Lois should be free to choose who she wants to share her… time with. So here's the choice." He directed his malicious smile to Lois. "You can choose to be with Oliver Queen here," he gestured at him with one hand, "and if you do, I will dismember him limb by limb. I'll be generous though and give the two of you a few precious minutes before his death."

She was horrified at the mental picture that presented. "What's my other choice?" She hated how the lump in her throat was affecting her voice.

He smiled. "The other choice is this. You come to my bed willingly and never try to escape again. I will let Queen live—again—as long as you do not defy me."

She choked out an angry laugh. "That's very generous of you, General. Some choice."

Oliver grabbed her shoulder and jerked her around. "Lois, I would rather be tortured and killed than know you bartered yourself for my life. He's just going to kill me later anyway."

He was right about that, Zod thought. When he no longer needed Queen around, he would take great pleasure in ripping his lips off right before his heart.

She felt the tears run down her face as she looked at Zod hatefully. Then she turned and wrapped her arms around Oliver's neck. She pressed her lips to his ear and murmured in the lowest tones she could.

"I have to make this right."

His thoughts flashed again to the Legion ring and hated with all his soul that she was right.

And then she slid away from him and walked stiffly over to Zod. "You win. I'll do what you say, just don't hurt him."

He gave her a mocking bow. "I give you my word." He looked down at the opening and kicked the cover back over it, sealing it with a ring of fire from his eyes. Lois shielded herself with her arms. "Can't have any more escape attempts."

Then before she could struggle, he wrapped an arm around her waist and hoisted her up effortlessly in a crushing embrace. After one last mocking look directed at Oliver Queen, they disappeared before his eyes, the wind ruffling his hair.

All the Kryptonians around the mansion could hear his howl of rage.

XXXXXXXXXX

Lois was alone again in Zod's room. She was so tired. Alternating between boredom and fear was emotionally taxing. After he'd super-speeded them away from the cellar, she'd expected to be forced to uphold her end of the agreement as soon as he tossed her onto the floor. He wasn't very gentle about it either.

But, he'd only squatted next to her and gripped her face tightly. Pain shot up her jaw. "Don't worry, Lois, I won't bother you tonight. I'd probably kill you. Accidentally of course," he added with a grin.

She didn't say anything.

He continued to stare at her, but something in his eyes subtly changed. "I knew that someone like you would never truly understand what I'm capable of. That you would think I have unlimited mercy."

Her entire face and demeanor was mutinous, but her voice shook slightly with fear. "Someone like me? You mean a human? If you hate humans so much then are you forcing me to do this?"

"Forcing you? I do remember giving you a choice. You chose this."

Icy rage washed over her and she had to dig her nails into her palm to keep herself restrained. "Holding my friend's life over my head isn't giving me a choice. It's coercion."

He laughed softly. "A man like Queen would welcome death if it was between that and watching the woman he loves give herself to another. Another whom he hates."

She looked at him like he was something she'd never seen before. "I don't care what Oliver would prefer. I'm not going to be the one to make that choice. If you kill him, then it's because you wanted it, not me."

"I understand. You love your friends and family and don't want to feel their blood on your hands. And yet, even after you gave me your word, you tried to escape."

Movement behind Zod attracted her attention and she turned her head slightly. Her stomach plummeted to the floor.

"You remember Lucy don't you? Of course, you do. She's your sister."

Shor-Ra was holding Lucy's arm with one hand and awaiting further instructions. Zod stood up and broke eye contact with Lois.

"Lois?" The name was a whisper.

"Lucy?" Lois darted forward but Zod's arm blocked her.

"Stay still."

Icy cold fear trickled down her spine. She'd forgotten about Lucy and her promise to Zod in exchange for her sister's life. And the other things he'd said he would do to her if Lois didn't obey him.

"Well, this is a happy reunion," he commented lightly. "I've brought your sister here because I don't think you really believe me when I say I will kill someone you love if you don't learn your place."

"No, I believe you," Lois said, trying to stay calm. "I just agreed in the cellar. I promise."

He shook his head. "You attempted escape and therefore I consider our original agreement null and void. The new deal is only for Oliver Queen's life. Lucy, I'm afraid, wasn't a part of it."

Lucy was terrified. "Lois, what's he talking about?"

"Don't worry, Lu. Everything's going to be fine." Her head was buzzing with her own inner monologue contradicting what she'd just said.

Zod motioned to his soldier and Shor-Ra looked down at Lucy dispassionately. He tightened his grip on her arm until she shrieked in agony. Then there was an audible crack and Lucy fell to the floor, cradling her broken arm and screaming.

Lois tried to get to her, but Zod still barred her with his arm. She turned on him viciously, punching and kicking and attempting to gouge out his eyes, but all she got was a sprained wrist and broken nails. He grabbed her by the hair and dragged her closer to her sobbing sister.

"Do you believe me now? The next time it will your precious Queen lying there, only instead of a broken arm, he'll have a broken heart." He gripped her hair tighter and jerked her face around to his. "And I'm not speaking metaphorically. I will crush it while it still beats in his chest and I'll make you watch."

He was mad, she realized. Angrier than she had thought he was. Furious actually.

"Did you want me to kill her now, sir?" Shor-Ra asked.

Lois eyes widened in panic. What could she do? How was she going to save Lucy?

"No," she choked out, "please."

He looked at her contemptuously and let go of her hair. To her credit she didn't massage her head. "And why should I spare her?"

She thought quickly. For some reason, all along he'd wanted her to come to him willingly. He didn't want to force her. That must be something she could use against him. Maybe he would feel triumphant, like he'd finally gotten his way. She looked down at Lucy who had passed out from the pain.

"Because," she whispered, wiping her face free of tears and steeling herself. Then without warning she turned and grabbed his shirt, kissing him hard on the lips.

It wasn't like their last kiss. She put everything into this one; all her pain, rage, and anger. Her hands entwined themselves through his hair, drawing him closer to her. And he was not unresponsive.

When she broke off the kiss, she flushed in humiliation as his eyes mocked her.

"Take the girl back to the camp after her wounds are tended to. Congratulations on your theatrical skills, Miss Lane. They saved your sister's life." He chuckled and walked away, not even bothering to lock the door behind him.

And why should he? she thought bitterly. She wasn't going anywhere.

Lois swallowed her distaste, but accepted her fate. Forming a relationship with Zod, any sort of relationship, was the only way to gain access to the ring, especially if Tess was after it as well. That could not happen. She had a score to settle once she was back in her own time.

She sat and reflected over what had happened with Lucy and Oliver and how frustrating it was that the only thing standing between her and freedom was one little ring slipping onto one little finger. Zod had left her alone so far, but she knew that after tonight, she wouldn't be so lucky anymore.

Alright, so yes, I ripped off Ursa's name and put it on his dead wife, since I think in the comics they were actually married. Also, the Kryptonian names that the creators came up with are better than mine. I won't be talking about Ursa much anyway.

Next chapter is the first time they have sex and I'll need to get it perfect before I post it. Also, she'll start trying to get ahold of the ring starting next chapter as well.

Lois will not be getting pregnant in the future.

Zod will show one tiny selfless act of mercy and that will help Lois think of him in a slightly different light—at least until he's a dick again. LOL.