Title: Then There Was Alex 2
Summary: Out of pain comes hope and life
Beta: By my sister Anna. All remaining errors are mine-with apologies.
Note: Mpreg-do not read if offended by such.
Then There Was Alex 2
Alex heard the bathroom door open as he started to shampoo his hair.
“Didn’t I tell you to get out?”
“I can’t do that.”
“You can. And you will,” Alex told him, trying to push him away. It got him absolutely no where.
“Let me go.”
“Planning on rape?” Alex asked, coldly.
“I don’t have to rape you, Alex. You’re more than willing to give me what I want and you know it.”
“That was before. I’m not willing anymore. I’ve had enough. Let me go and get out.”
“No,” Saying that
“God damn it,” Alex hissed, throwing his head back at the invasion. It hurt.
“You want it, Alex. You know you do.”
Alex braced his hands against the shower wall. There was no possible way he was going to be
able to get
“You’re resorting to rape.
I don’t want this and I sure as hell don’t want you. Ah,” Alex hissed again as
The pounding his insides were receiving was excruciating
painful, considering the time
“I’m sorry, Alex. I’m
really, really sorry,”
“If you were sorry you wouldn’t be raping me. Hurry up.”
“You got what you wanted. Get out of me.”
“What do you mean not yet? Get out. You’re hurting me.”
“Please, Alex just a little more time.”
Alex sighed softly.
He couldn’t in all reality force
“Just a little while more.”
Alex bit his lip hard enough to make it bled. “Hurts.”
“I know and I am sorry, but it’s necessary.”
“Once you get out of me. I want you gone. Out of my life. I don’t ever want to see you again.”
“I can’t do that now, Alex,”
“W…what are you taking about?” Alex asked, trying to move slightly too easy the burning pain.
“You’re fucking crazy,” Alex told him, backing away from him.
“No, I’m not and you now carry my child within your body.”
Over the next few months Alex started seeing some odd changes in his body. He tried keeping everything as normal as possible. Finding as more time passed it was getting harder and harder. Normal sure as hell wasn’t what he was any more.
The morning sickness was a dead giveaway,
One late afternoon having had more than enough, Alex packed his bags, took money out of his sizeable bank account and ran.
He shouldn’t have run. He knew he shouldn’t have run. He should’ve made his stand back in Metropolis. Luthor’s didn’t run and Alex was after all a Luthor. But run he did. Something he really didn’t regret.
He ended up in a border town in
Alex looked out of his bedroom window watching the beautiful southwestern sky set, absently rubbed his expanding belly. He had a zillion problems to be sure, but he’d never felt more at peace.
“Ow!” Alex said, softly as the baby kicked him in the side. “That hurt. But that’s alright. I know you’re going to do it a lot more before you make an appearance into the world.” Alex moved away from the window. “What would you like for dinner? How does a nice Chef Salad sound. I’ll even add a hardboiled egg just for you.”
Alex went into the kitchen to assemble dinner. All the while talking
quietly to his baby. Getting rid
of it had never entered his mind. He may
not have liked the way
He took the assembled salad out into the backyard. Enjoying the cool autumn weather. “I really like it here. How about we stay here when you’re born? I’ve got plenty of money and it’s not likely to ever run out. Not to mention it’s untraceable. I’ve checked out the schools even though it’ll be a while before you can go there. Or would you rather be home schooled. I can do that, too.”
Alex ate as he talked to his baby. Not thinking it the least bit odd that he was talking to an unborn child. Or for that matter he was the father and the mother of said unborn child. Or come to think of it the biological father was an alien.
“So, do you think that
Lex planned on buying as much food and supplies as he could store inside the huge refrigerators he’d had installed in the garage. Enough to keep him fed until his baby was born and then some. That was on plan for tomorrow. He was getting to big to wait much longer and he needed to get ready.
He wondered how the baby would be delivered, but he didn’t worry about it to much. The baby would probably come out the same way he or she’d gotten in. Something he REALLY didn’t want to think about to heavily. Being a pretty smart fellow he was being realistic and was preparing for the baby’s birth just as realistically. It was going to hurt just as much or more than the baby’s conception. Something he wasn’t looking forward to, but was ready for.
After the promised bubble bath, classical music playing in
the background Alex slipped in between the cool sheets of his bed. He wondered again if
He was taking out the last of the groceries when…
“Hello, Alex,” a calm voice told him.
Alex spun around so fast he dropped the bag he’s just picked up. Wincing when he heard the eggs break.
“H…How did you find me?”
Alex placed a protective hand on his stomach. “My baby. Not yours.”
Alex backed away. “Mine. Only mine.”
“You hurt me. I consider the baby compensation for the pain you caused,” Alex replied, unable to move any more. Stopped by the wall of his home.
“I didn’t mean to cause you pain. I was being ruled by instinct. The need to claim my mate in a way that was irrefutable. You are mine Alex as the baby is mine.”
Alex closed his eyes tightly when
“Yes,” A hand gently stroked his belly. Lifting his shirt to caress
his bare skin. The baby seemed to
“See the baby recognizes my touch.”
Alex winced. “No.”
“Yes. Lift your eyes,
Alex. I haven’t seen your beautiful eyes
in so long,”
Alex did. “I hate
you,” he hissed softly, meeting
“I know. And you have every right to hate me.”
“If I asked you to leave, would you?”
Alex sighed, “That’s what I thought. Well, then you might as well come in.”
“It’s a beautiful home, Alex.”
“I like it,” Alex replied, starting to unpack the grocery bags. Tossing the carton of broken eggs in the trash.
And it was a beautiful home,
“Are you planning on staying here, Alex?”
“Yes. I like it here,” Alex replied, as he placed gallons of milk in the refrigerator.
“Your father is looking for you.”
Alex gave him a bland look. “So?”
“He seems to think you’ve been kidnapped. He’s offering a huge reward.”
Alex began putting away cans of vegetables. “Again, I say so?”
“The baby will be born soon.”
Alex glared at him. “Tell me something I don’t already know.”
“I missed you.”
Alex snorted. “Right. You don’t even know me. We fucked, or rather you fucked me.”
“Isn’t it?” Alex replied, watching big, broad hands stroking his belly. “Or should I say fucked me over?”
“Let me go,” Alex demanded, pushing at
“You know what I did when I found out you’d run? I went back to Smallville. Talked to my parents. I told them everything. That I’d gone a little crazy.”
little crazy?” Alex asked, still trying to push
Alex had stopped fighting, listening despite himself. “And?”
“I’m afraid of heights. I don’t think so.”
“I’ll think about it. And besides who says you’ll be sticking around?”
The whole time
“Oh, and that makes it alright? You raped me. Forced me to carry a child I may not have wanted.”
“I never said that. I said may not have wanted. I never said didn’t want.”
“You want our baby?”
“I want this baby with my whole heart and soul. I just don’t want you.”
“I can. I do.”
“I do. I want you to leave now. Don’t come back. I plan on making a life for me and my baby. MY baby. I call it compensation for what you did to me. I like it here, but I don’t like you being here. I want you gone.”
“LEAVE. Don’t make me tell you again.”
“Leave.” Alex watched
“But what about the baby?”
“What about the baby?”
“I can take care of myself and my baby.”
Alex raised an eyebrow. “I’m not being difficult. I consider what you did rape and I don’t like rapist.”
“Yeah, you’re more base instincts. I get that. You still raped me.”
“If I said I was sorry?”
Alex shook his head. “Won’t help. You’re always saying that.”
“I do mean it and you might need help delivering the baby.”
Alex tilted his head contemplating
“Don’t get any undue expectations. Once the baby is born you will leave.”
As the weeks progressed and Alex got bigger, the closer they
got, much to Alex’s disgust. He still didn’t really like
And he was willing to make
runs to Wendy’s when Alex had bad cravings for a Frosty mixed with mandarin
Alex did everything he could think of to push
Alex started allowing
That was how they spent most of their evenings. Music playing quietly in the background,
The weeks went so quickly it was quite a shock when Alex
went into labor. His
blue eyes looking up into
Alex closed his eyes tightly at the searing pain coming at
him in waves. He held onto
Yet it hurt. It truly hurt as a body part not meant to be a birthing canal opened and expanded to allow a baby through.
Alex moaned, biting his lip hard
enough to make it bleed as an agonizing wave of pain tore through his
insides. “Oh, God,” He whimpered,
softly. He looked up into
“I could really, really hate you for this.”
Alex grimaced as another wave of pain hit. “MY baby.”
“Almost, Alex. Our baby is almost here.”
“M…my baby. God, it hurts,” Alex whimpered. He’d never in his life felt anything as painful as this. Never. He looked down into the warm water filling the Jacuzzi. Its clearness now darkening with his blood. The pain constant, no respite for him. “Oh, God. Please, baby-please hurry. You’re hurting your Daddy a lot, hurry. Be born now, please. Please, be born now.”
Alex gave a muffled groan of pain, pushing for all he was
worth. “Catch the baby. Don’t let
anything happen to the baby,” he told
“Oh, God. I really hate you,” Alex hissed at him.
“I know. Push anyway.”
Alex did as
“Is our baby okay?” Alex asked tiredly, slumping against the side of the Jacuzzi.
“Yes.” He looked up to meet Alex’s eyes. “We have a son. Alex, we have a son.”
“Let me see.” Alex smiled. “Yup, definitely a boy. Count the fingers and toes make sure everything is there.”
“Well,” Alex asked, impatiently. Trying his damnest to get out of the tub.
“Wait for me. I’ll
help you get out. All finger and toes
accounted for.” The baby suddenly opened
his eyes and blinked up at him. “Oh, Alex.”
“What? What is it? Is there something wrong with him?”
“No. No. Everything’s fine.”
“Is he alright?”
“Yes. It’ll be a few minutes before he starts screaming for his first meal.”
“Okay. Easy does
it. How do you feel?”
“Better. I want to
see our son,” Alex whispered as he wrapped his arms around
“Our son? Does this mean you’ll let
me stay and be a part of your life?”
“I’m still thinking about it,” Alex said as
“If only,” Alex said, wryly.
“Oh, Alex, isn’t he beautiful?”
“Yes, he is,” Alex replied, running his finger over his son’s soft cheek. Smiling when the baby made a soft cooing noise.
“Can I stay? Please,
Alex? I want to stay with you and the baby.”
Alex looked at his little son, then turned back to look at
“A little while?”
Alex picked up the baby. “Yeah. You can stay for a little while. He’s hungry now. Will you fix him a bottle?” he asked, sitting in the rocking chair he’d bought months ago.
“He’s really hungry.”
Alex looked up. “Yes,” He said, smiling.
“Don’t know. Any suggestions?”
“We could name him Alex.” Smiling when Alex crinkled his nose at him. “How about Alexander. We can call him Lex for short.”
“That works,” Alex replied, very, very carefully placing the baby against his shoulder. Patting him softly until he gave a delicate burp. “I’m tired.”
“I’m not surprised. Are you sure you’re alright?”
“Yes, I’m fine. Sore, very, very sore.”
“Will you let me check later to make sure, you’re okay?”
Alex handed the baby to
“You bet,” Alex replied, slowly making his way to the bed. Once he was settled, Clark and the baby followed. “You are after all part of the family, for now anyway,” He added, closing his eyes, overcome with weariness.
Laying the baby between them