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**gj430** · 11-05-2006, 02:46 PM

good so far keep going.

**emily feist** · 11-05-2006, 08:22 PM

Thanks for the feed back. Here is part two. Enjoy!

Part Two: Of all the coffee shops...

The day my liason with Lex started was completely unexpected. I hadn't planned on seeing him it wasn't like we were close friends who made plans to meet.

The day it all began I was in the Talon getting a cup of tea when suddenly I heard a very recognizable voice behind me say, "Tea. I thought you'd be a mocha latte girl, all the way?" It was Lex. I instantly felt irritated. The only image that came to my mind with Lex Luthor was his sarcastic remark that I was a college drop out, muffin peddler. I wasn't in the mood to go through another verbal sparring match with him, but I couldn't let him win either, so I replied, "Tea is more calming. Caffeine can really damage your body after a while, you on the other hand, could use a cup." He looked at me with that sly smile on his face and said, "When will you stop pretending that I irritate you when you know you like our little banter sessions. How about we call a truce and share a table together?" I was taken aback. We never really talked or hung out. The only real link between us was Lana. I wasn't sure what his game was, but I was curious to find out. Instead of saying anything I nodded a yes and he followed me to the booth by the window.

As we sat down I noticed him going over my body with his eyes. I knew it was wrong but I kind of enjoyed it. Oliver hadn't looked at me like that in a while. But then, I realized Lex Luthor was the admirer and came back to reality.
I decided to start the conversation:
"So, what did you need to talk to me about?"- Lois
"Well, I just thought it would be nice to catch up. We're both here, there is no need for either of us to sit alone"- Lex
"Catch up? We've never been friends. Acquaintances maybe but our only real link is Lana."- Lois
" Maybe that should change, don't you think?"-Lex
" Why all of a sudden, Lex?"-Lois
"I don't really have any good friends anymore. Lana trusts you and I've always thought you were interesting. Why not be friends."- Lex
I didn't know what to say. Knowing he was a Luthor made me doubt his sincerity, but I still wanted to atleast find out for sure.
I agreed to see him later that night at the Metroplis Cancer Benefit. Lana was ill and couldn't go and Ollie was away on business. It seemed like an innoccuous situation. Lex and I were just two 'friends' escorting one another to a benefit, nothing more. Well, at first, that's what I believed.

Part Three Coming Soon- I like building anticipation

**emily feist** · 11-06-2006, 05:13 PM

Just kidding about the wait, here's part three. Enjoy!

Part Three- That Night

I decided to meet Lex at the benefit. He kept trying to persuade me to ride with him, but something kept nagging at me to take myself. I didn't really know what his angle truly was, and I didn't want to be at his mercy.

These were all the rationalizations I made so that going out with Lex Luthor seemed more like an investigation, than a 'date'.
Truth be told, I was very excited to go that night. I hadn't been able to enjoy a night out in quite a while and this invitation gave me a reason to dress up.
However, when I arrived at the benefit I felt a little lonely. I would have rather Ollie been on my arm. Seeing so many couples on the dance floor laughing and talking made me miss him more. As I got lost in my thoughts I suddenly felt a hand on my shoulder. I turned around to find Lex grinning at me.

"For a minute there I didn't think I'd find you in this crowd"he said with that clever look in his eyes.
"Well, you found me so do we have a table or should we just go to the open bar now?," I said half trying to get a rise out of him.
"Our tables over there, I'm sure there will be enough wine to quench your thirst, but I was hoping my conversation skills could also do that," he said with the same reserved demeanor.

I was sure he just flirted with me. I didn't know how to react so I just smiled and walked toward the table. We started talking about the standard stuff, like work or any news stories that we found interesting. Eventually, the mood between us became more comfortable.
He must have sensed I was having difficulties within my relationship because the first thing he asked me was about Oliver:
"He hasn't been around much, has he?"

I felt as though he was reading my inner monologue. I thought my usual witty comments would throw off any vulnerablity I had, yet somehow he cut right through it. I responded slightly more angry than I meant to, "We are fine. It's none of your business if he's been away."

He didn't look effected by my comment. He just continued to say what he wanted:
"I can tell Lois. You miss him. I know the look because I used to see it on my mother's face every time my father went away. Even when he wasn't away. She hated him but sometimes she loved him"
I saw his eyes darken a little after he said that. I felt bad that I had become so agitated before. I tried to make amends in my own way:
"He isn't always around. It is hard sometimes,and I appreciate your concern. But you know we should be having fun not moping in our seats lets dance"
His clever smile returned and we proceeded to the dance floor. They were playing a orchestral version of the George Harrison song, "Something". We slowly glided across the floor. His hand was a the small of my back and his eyes were fiercely focused on mine. There was a comfortable silence between us as we swayed to the violins. It seemed like we were caught in this hidden world that existed only within this connection of our bodies. I knew I should look away or break the silence but I was transfixed. He was the first to speak:
"Me and Lana have been having problems too. She wasn't ill tonight. She just...she just didn't want to be here. I asked you to come because although I rarely believe the gossip columns, I also know that there is a bit of truth in them. I read there has been tension between you and Oliver. I thought maybe we could find solace in one another, atleast for tonight, two people getting lost for a while"

Solace in one another. What did he mean by that? Who am I kidding I knew exactly what he meant. It was just difficult to believe. He wanted to be with me tonight. I felt overwhelmed. Four people could get hurt if I went through with this. Could I really, in good conscious, carry this out? Would I really become that woman?

**imafan411** · 11-27-2006, 08:04 AM

keep it going!!!

**emily feist** · 12-02-2006, 11:33 PM

Part Four: Taken In

I was startled by Lex's words and ashamed by my own thoughts of complying. Lex Luthor was one of the most nefarious men in Metropolis, and I had disliked him with a passion. But somehow dancing with him so close to my body, feeling the senusality of his eyes, and his subtle breath on my neck, tempted me in a way that nothing had tempted me before.
He wanted an answer. I could tell his gaze wouldn't end until he knew, for sure, where this night would lead. It was then that I spoke:
"I love Ollie. You love Lana. We can't give into this, it isn't right."
He pulled me even closer to him and said, "Of course we love them, but sometimes we need to feel loved too. I thought of you before. Even when it appeared that I was irritated by you, I was really just enjoying the passion you exhibit. You are a challenge. I miss women with fire. I know you miss having a man who brings that out of you. Why not utilize each other?"
As he spoke his face moved so closed to mine that it felt as though we'd kiss at any minute. His words echoed in my head. I hated feeling like Lex was right, but he was. I did miss feeling that fire too. Although I knew I would pay for this one way or another in that moment I threw out all of my sense, and decided to do the unthinkable.
Pulling Lex in closer, I reached for his ear and whispered, "Let's get a room"
He looked at me with a hungry look and smiled like I had never seen him smile before.
He put out his hand for me to take, and we preceded to leave for the limo.
I felt hot,wild,ready, but also guilty. This night would be unimaginable, but what would happen if Ollie ever found out? I hoped this would be a one night thing that would stay between me and Lex. I thought I could handle it. Little did I know how wrong I would be in the end.

**emily feist** · 12-04-2006, 05:44 AM

No one seems to care about this story, but I'm gonna write it anyway. Here is the next update.

Part Five: By the Light of Morning

When I woke up the next day, it dawned on me what I had done. It was the worst thing I could ever imagine. I had spent the night with my husband's biggest nemesis. It was as though all of my morals went out the window that night.
As I lied in the bed, worrying about the state of my marriage, I suddenly felt Lex's arm cradle my body. This simple act made the events of the night before come flooding back. I could see myself pulling him close to me. I could see him kissing my neck. The smell of his cologne and my perfume coming together,shot through my nostrils. We started off rough then we fell into a slow tenderness that I didn't expect of Lex Luthor. That night was beyond many of my expectations.
I knew I could't keep laying next to him. I had to get out before he awoke. I gently removed his arm and preceded to get dressed. I was less than pleased to find my dress and undergarments gone. I knew we were a little crazy the night before but I didn't think I would throw my clothes out the window.
Suddenly I heard Lex groan. He was up. I turned around to find him rubbing his eyes.
"Morning. Did you sleep well?" I asked as cooly as possible.
"Definitely...What are you doing?"he said looking at me rummaging through my purse in my birthday suit.
"I was looking for my clothes. You wouldn't happen to know where they are?
"I sent them to get dry cleaned. It was late last night and you were asleep. I thought it would be good to take care of the rip that occured, when we got carried away. It should be ready by now. I'll call room service. We need breakfast anyway. What would you like?"he said very casually as he began calling room service. I stood in silence and when I didn't respond he preceded to order for both of us. After he got off the phone he just stared at me.
I couldn't believe how at ease he was. I felt so confused and he was ready to have some waffles. His nonchalant attitude made me somewhat annoyed. I wanted him to feel as guilty as I did. But I knew he didn't. Finaly I broke my silence and let it all out:
"Breakfast? Are you kidding? We should be getting out of here. How can you act so cool about this? We cheated on the people we love. You planned this didn't you? You knew I'd been having problems with Ollie and decided that I would be the next notch in your bed post. You somehow knew I'd be at the Talon that day, I wouldn't put it past Lex Luthor to play stalker!"- I was angry at myself but it was easier taking it out on Lex. Pretending that he manipulated me was easier than admitting that I was a consenting party to this betrayal.

"Lois, I know you feel guilty, but we both wanted this. I know it's your way to fight when you're feeling vulnerable, and I'm okay with that. Just get back into bed. Having room service isn't going to change what we did or make it any worse."
I knew he was right. I was taken aback by his calm response. I had acted like a crazy woman and he seemed unphased by it. It made me feel unsettled to know that he had me pegged so well.
"You're right. I'm sorry for snapping at you."- I said casting my eyes toward the floor.
It was then that he stood up and guided me back into bed with him. I felt safe again. I didn't understand how I was feeling. I felt terribly guilty, yet also very at peace. I placed my head on his chest and we both lay there in silence.
"Last night was amazing. I just feel bad that we may hurt them," I said as he stroked my back.
"I know it's seems like a difficult situation, but it doesn't have to be. This can stay between us Lois. No one ever has to know. This can be our own little world, just for us."he said with a far off look.
"You want to continue... seeing me?"
"Only if you want to. But deep down you've already thought of it" he said looking at me.
"I don't know about this. I'm too tense right now to say anything for sure. I don't know how I feel. I love Ollie," I said the last part, as if to make my uncertainty seem less terrible.
"Let's have breakfast and then we'll see. No pressure. We'll just talk," he said
I nodded yes and then there was a sudden knock at the door.

**patoksclo** · 12-16-2006, 02:13 PM

this is weird i never imagine lois and lex but i like it

so i guess lois is married to ollie and lex to lana

please continue

**emily feist** · 12-16-2006, 07:27 PM

Part Six- Over Breakfast

He ordered me an onion and cheese omelete. It was my favorite. I didn't know how he knew that. Maybe it was just a coincidence, but Lex is known for being very crafty. As I'm eating and mulling over the situation he reads the paper and eats his belgium waffles. Neither of us has started the 'talk' yet. I can tell that he's waiting for me to start. Every now and then I catch him looking at me from the corner of his eye. Finally I decide to speak:
"How did you know this is my favorite omelet? I mean there so many different types, how did you know?"
Coming up from his paper I saw a slight grin on his face.
"Four years ago when you were still working at the Talon, and you were actually in good enough mood to talk to me, you told me that your favorite breakfast was an onion and cheese omelete and cup of fresh coffee. Now that you're a tea drinker I had to improvise the last part. Anyway, it was morning at the Talon and you were craving that omelete. I guess I just have a good memory," he said with that same unmistakeable grin.

"Thanks for remembering." I said a little flustered.
For him to remember something I said so long ago made me wonder how long he's thought about the two of us together. I hate to say it but it touched me. It felt good to know that this man who has a million things to take care of everyday could remember something so small about me, and make me feel special. That was it. It was time to really talk.
"Lex... I don't know what's hapenning here, but I'm pleasantly surprised... I want to try...to see where this goes. Don't get me wrong I still love my husband, but I need to have this... for a while. Does any of that make sense to you?"
Taking my hand in his he began to speak:
"You and I, have always made perfect sense to me. No one has to know. It only matters that we know. That you know how deeply I need you"
"I need you too." I said in a soft voice.
It was then that he took my hand and kissed it. He looked up at me, with his soulful eyes and smiled.
I smiled back.
It was the beginning of something. Maybe it was wrong and I'd end up damned for it, but at that point I couldn't imagine leaving that room. I wanted to stay there and be held by him. I never wanted anything more than his touch and his penetrating eyes watching over me.

Part Seven: The Days and The Nights

During the day I am the image of the loyal wife. I have lunch with my husband, do photo op's , and converse with his board members. When we're alone I throw away the corporate wife appearance. We sit and catch up. He tells me about the awful food he ate at some foreign country with a name I can't pronounce. I tell him about my adventures in journalism, and how Clark and I just got the exclusive rights to all things Superman from Perry. He laughs when I impersonate Perry.
We then lay in one another's arms while watching some old movie. Even though we've been married for some time we still make love often. It's mid-evening and he's resting his head against my chest.
Once it's ten o'clock he's up and out. Some kind of emergency at the office. Sometimes he has a late meeting. Sometimes he has a lot of work that has to be done. It's always something.

When it's midnight I leave. I take a drive to Parkton Towers. I find my way to penthouse number 904. I slip my key in and start to get ready. He'll be coming within the next ten minutes. I change into my flowy crimson gown and spray some vanilla perfume on my neck. I pour the wine and light the candles. Before I know it I hear the door open.
Lex walks in.
There is a bouquet of lilies in one hand and a box of chocolate truffles in the other.
He walks to me. He pulls me into him and kisses me hard.
I eventually break the kiss and motion for him to sit. He complies.
I put out the chocolates and put the flowers in a vase.
I take a chocoate and gently rest it on his lower lip. I then slowly feed it to him.
He then feeds me one too.
Sometime later, when all the wine is gone, and the candles have burned out, I am between the sheets with Lex. I'm resting against his chest as he runs his fingers through my hair.
I tell him about a dream I had. He was in it.
He laughs and says he had a dream about me too. I nudge his arm. He laughs some more.
I kiss him hard. He eventually pulls back and strokes my face.
When it's two a.m. I start to leave and he does the same. There's always one last embrace, one last look, then we say,"Until next time"
We don't like the words goodbye.
I go back to my own home. Ollie isn't home yet. I take a shower. Then I get dressed for bed. As I shut my eyes I think of them. Oliver and Lex. What was I going to do? How long would this go on? I eventually fall asleep. Lex is in my dream. He always is.

**emily feist** · 12-17-2006, 04:50 PM

Part Eight: Two

It's been two months since I started my affair with Lex. I feel caught between two very different lovers. I ache for both of them in different ways.
Lex brings out my fire and sensuality. He takes control but likes it when I take control too. When I'm with him I feel like I could collapse from all of the fire flowing through my blood. He energizes me. Our trysts, phone calls, and letters gives me something to look forward to, to be excited about.

On the other hand, Oliver brings out my vulnerability. When I'm with him I feel at home. He's home to me. A home I always dreamed of made into reality. I laugh and cry and fight with him, but I never feel ashamed about letting these emotions out. He holds me like a man who knows who I am beneath all of the facades I wear. He holds me as a woman he loved then, now, and far from now, being eternally apart of his being. His kiss on my forehead and his hands interlaced with mine are small acts that always remind me why I married him.
When I think of them I feel amazingly happy and terribly awful. It isn't fair to Oliver. Part of me wonders if I'm cheating as a way of getting back at him for leaving me alone so many times. If I'm trying to get his attention. I still miss him. Even when I'm with Lex, sometimes I think of Oliver.

When I'm with Oliver I think about how hurt he'll be if he finds out. I think about Lex. I think about Lana. I start to beat myself up for risking so much. However, Lex and me weren't just sleeping together, we were also emotionally together. I couldn't shake him from my mind. I couldn't leave behind the sweet things he whispered in my ear or the poetry he would slip into my coat pocket when I wasn't looking. He loved me. He told me over and over. When we were eating dinner or falling asleep he would tell me how much he loved me. It was hard for him to say it to others, even Lana for a time. But with me he never hesitated.

I loved him too. But I still loved Ollie. I knew that would never change. I think Lex knew it too and often began fighting with me about it. He wanted me to want him, and him alone. But to stop loving either of them didn't seem possible. They both were what I needed. But I knew this wasn't fair either.

**emily feist** · 12-17-2006, 07:19 PM

Part Nine: Something is Different

It's Sunday afternoon, and I'm cooking all of Oliver's favorite things. Steak, risoto, green bean casserole and chocolate cheese cake for dessert. I used to be awful at cooking until I started taking lessons three years ago. It was nice to become successful at something that was once so difficult. I found myself the most fulfilled when I was cooking. I loved that my meal could make Ollie light up in satisfaction. He always complimented me. We had a cook the majority of the time, but he always would tell me how my food was the best.
As I prepare the risoto, I suddenly feel someone watching me. I turn around to see Ollie standing in the kitchen doorway.
"Hey you. Don't stand over there, come and taste the sauce," I say as I take out a spoon for him.
"I can wait till dinner," he said with a strange tone to his voice
"Atleast have some of this champagne. You'll love it,"I say with a little less cheer in my voice.
"Sure...that would be great." he said with a blank expression.
"What's wrong Ollie? You seem distracted."
It was then that he sat down on the stool near me.
"I guess I'm just tired from the week. There were so many communication break downs this week I'm surprised things didn't fall apart...it made me wonder if some things are destined to end." he said while staring at the champagne bottle.
I felt scared. Did he know? I thought I had been very careful. Maybe he really is just talking about work. I hope he is.
"Honey, some things never end. They just change. Don't let work get to you so much. Its Sunday and I'm preparing your favorite meal so just enjoy yourself," I say as I walk behind him and start rubbing his shoulders.
"You're probably right Lo. I should leave office talk at the office. Anyway, my girl is making me a great meal, I should be the happiest man in the world," He says while looking up at me with a faint smile. I could tell he was putting on a brave face. Something was different with Oliver. I had the painful feeling that I was behind this change.
Kissing him on his cheek I then walk back to the meal and proceed to drizzle the sauce on the risoto. He stays watching me from the stool. I begin talking about Clark and how he's always dating the wrong kind of girl. Then I talk about the new novel that Chloe's been writing.
He never says a word but I feel him listening more intensely than usual. Suddenly he breaks into the conversation:
"You know I love you Lo. I really love you."
I turn and look at him. He looks so beaten down. The brave face is gone. He must know. He must suspect something. Maybe it's just my guilty conscience. There's no way he could know.
"Of course I know you love me. And I love you too," I say with a little fear in my voice.
He smiles at me, and tells me he'll be in the study until dinner. As I watch him go I begin to cry. I feel like the worst person on earth. He loves me so much and I cheat on him with Lex of all people.
I start crying so hard that some of the tears fall into the sauce. I get a napkin and wipe my face. I sit down on the stool and look at the meal that sits across for me.
Was I making this meal to please Ollie or was I making it to ease my guilt? The room is so quiet. All I hear is the sound of my own heart, beating all around me. I sit staring out, wondering where it all went wrong.

**emily feist** · 12-17-2006, 09:49 PM

Part Ten- Trying

After the awkward talk with Oliver in the kitchen I decided to distance myself from Lex. I stopped meeting him, answering his messages, or his letters. I was going to forget that period of my life. I devoted myself to Oliver. Even though he still was gone a lot I treasured every moment I had with him. I could feel us getting close again. I could feel myself getting back to the person I once was.
But eventually my little dream dissolved as fast as it came.

Lex was persistent. When he realized I wouldn't communicate or meet with him he decided to find me himself.
It was a dreary Friday evening, and I was stuck at the Daily Planet researching a story. No one else was around except for the janitor down the hall.
Feeling tired I shut my eyes for a moment. When I reopened them Lex was standing in front of me.
"I thought I'd find you here," he said with a tinge of anger in his voice.
"Well, I am a reporter. Where else would I be", I said feigning irritation.
"It's been weeks since I've seen you or heard from you and you're going to try to push me away with your fake sarcasm? What the hell is going on? What did I do?," he yells while he throws his coat to the floor.
I'm a little shocked by his unabashed anger. No matter how angry Lex Luthor gets he always keeps it under wraps. But this Lex had no poker face. It scared me a little.
Standing up, trying to look unaffected, I walk toward the water cooler and get myself a drink. Suddenly I feel him come up behind me and begin speaking in my ear:
"I miss you. Don't you miss me? I thought we loved each other. What's changed?"
Turning around I see a tear roll down his cheek. He attempts to wipe it away but I beat him to it. Stroking his face I see him breathe in a heavy sigh. I feel like crap for hurting him. I have
missed him. I've missed him so much.
"I just felt so bad about Oliver. I thought I could break us off. I thought you could move on and so could I...but now seeing you brings back all of those feelings," I say with tears steadily coming down my face.
Both of us are red faced and dripping with tears. For a while we just watch each other cry. Suddenly he embraces me in a hug. At first I fight it but eventually I embrace him back. I want him to let go of me. I want to let go of him. I try one last time to end it.
"Please Lex, just forget about me. Let's go back to the way things were," I say as he holds me.
Pulling back to look at me he kisses my forehead.
"You love me Lois. You wouldn't fight this hard if you didn't. I love you more than anyone. I won't spend another night without you laying next to me," he says while kissing me all over my face.
He eventually finds my lips and we fall into our little world again. When the kiss breaks he gathers his coat and I gather my purse. He throws his arm around me and we walk toward the elevator.

We end up at Penthouse 904. We make love all night. I fall asleep with my head resting on the familiar spot on his chest. When it's two a.m. I start to go, but he pulls me back into bed. He tells me that I should stay until morning. But I'm worried of what Ollie will say. He tells me to use Chloe as an excuse, that I decided to stay at her place since it was closer and it was so late. I try to protest but he claims my mouth again and I find myself giving in once more.

Part Eleven: Confession

I was seeing Lex again. Once again I was living my dual life. Playing wife, playing secret lover. Whatever control I thought I had was completely gone. I felt stuck. All of the lying was getting to me. I felt so alone even though I was with two loving men. I felt completely lost.
My feelings weren't going unnoticed by Ollie. He asked me if I was feeling alright, if something was bothering me. I would always reply that I was fine. Ironically,that phrase usually means the complete opposite of how one feels. No matter what I said he could tell I was upset. This must have made him nervous because one night later everything would change between us.

I came home after a long day of work to find Oliver sitting at the table waiting for me. He had my favorite meal: cheese lasagena, salad, and coffee cake for dessert. It all looked so good. There were two candles and of course lilies placed in the center vase.
Oliver was dressed in his dark blazer. He looked as handsome as ever. Everything looked so amazing, yet I wondered what I did to deserve this? I knew I didn't deserve it.

Looking at Ollie I could see a worried look on his face.
He got up and pulled out my chair for me. As we both sat he told me that he wanted to do something special. He felt that the occasion called for it. I asked him what he meant. I was afraid I had forgotten an important anniversary.
"Well, this occasion is important because there is something very important I need to tell you," he said placing his hand over mine.
"What is it? It's not bad is it?," I say with a hint of paranoia.
Taking a deep breath and looking at his plate for a moment, Ollie fixes his eyes on mine and begins to tell me everything:
"It's not bad...well, I hope you don't think it's bad...Lois you know how much I love you and that I would never keep something from you unless I thought I was protecting you, right?"
"Of course, I know that. Ollie please just tell me,"I plead.
He shifts in his chair and takes a deep breath.
"Here it goes. I'm not just Oliver Queen of Queen Industries. There is another side to me. A side that takes me from you much of the time. This side keeps me out late and often leaves you alone. What I'm trying to say is that... I'm Green Arrow."
I'm in shock. For the first time in a long time I'm speechless. He's holding my hand tighter and I can tell he's losing it. He's afraid that I'll reject him. But I could never do that.

"It all makes sense now. Why you are always taking care of these so called business emergenices and why you have cuts and bruise sometimes, that you always blame on a rough basketball game with Clark...I'm married to the Green Arrow."
"Do you wish that you weren't?,"he says in a low voice
I smile and take both his hands into mine.
"Knowing this makes me love you even more. You protect people. You risk your life for others. I couldn't ask for anyone better or more honorable. I just wish you had told me so long ago..."
"I never knew how or when. Then I worried that if you knew somehow my enemies would use you to get to me. I also couldn't take it if you didn't want me anymore," he said in a shaky voice
"I've always wanted you. I stilll want you. Before I knew the truth I thought that maybe you loved work or possibly another woman and that's why you were always gone. I feel so stupid that I ever doubted you, that I ever doubted us."I said as tears formed in my eyes.
Smiling that trademark Oliver smile, he walked over to me and encircled me in his arms.
"I will never love another woman, Lo. Your the one I was searching for my whole life. I would do anything for you, I'd die for you."
Crying against his shoulder it begins to dawn on me what I've done. I cheated on him because I felt like he abandoned me, but he had never abandoned me. He was a hero. He was trying to make the world better and I had been cheating on him. I felt sick to my stomach. I pulled from him and ran to the bathroom. I began throwing up. Suddenly, I felt him pull my hair from my face and gently rub my back.
"I just felt really nauseous all of a sudden. I've been sick on and off today," I say hoping the lie sticks.
"It's okay Lo, it's alot to take in." He says in a soothing voice.
He wipes my face with a cloth and brushes my hair from my face with his hand. Such a small act, but it made me see how much this man has always loved me. How he always will. No matter what condition I'm in. His love is deep.
"I love you Oliver Queen. I love you so much," I say breaking down into tears.
He holds me. I feel safe. I feel at home again.

**emily feist** · 12-18-2006, 11:28 AM

Part Twelve: One More Night
(title also coincides with a Stars song
of the same name that fits this story
really well, I highly recommend it)

Knowing the truth about Oliver changed everything about our relationship. There was no uncertainty or loneliness anymore. I felt like his wife again. He told me he finally felt like a real husband. Neither of us had realized how distant we had been from each other for so long. But finally we were a team. His confession made me realize the kind of man I would be giving up if I had stayed with Lex. Although Lex was loving toward me I still knew that he had his dark, unscrupulous side. I had done stories on that side of him. But I still cared about him. I owed him one last conversation. I neeeded to end things right.

It was a cool fall evening when I ventured to Lex's mansion. I knew he wouldn't be expecting me. We never met anywhere but the penthouse. I knew Lana was out of town visiting her aunt so we wouldn't be found out.
As I came through the stained class colored doors I saw him turn in surprise. His face lit up.
"Lo, I thought we were meeting tonight? This is a pleasant surprise," he said while embracing my waist as he leaned in to kiss me.
"I need to talk to you," I say trying to keep up a strong face.
"Okay, let's sit then. Nothing's wrong is there?"he asks.
"I don't know how to say this, but I can't see you anymore... it's over between us...I'm sorry," I say trying to hold back my tears.
He looks at me with a new found darkness to his eyes. I start to get up but he pulls me down.
"Why are you doing this again? We need each other. He doesn't love you the way I do, and I could never love her like I love you. Don't do this," he says pulling my hands into his.
"Lex, I'm not going to give into this again. What we have isn't enough. A few nights here and there, wine, and soft music isn't a real relationship. It's only a dream. A beautiful dream I'll never forget, but a dream nonetheless," I say as I lay my head against his shoulder.
"Do you still love him?" he asks softly
"I've always loved him Lex. But that doesn't mean what we shared wasn't powerful," I say choking up a bit
Suddenly he gets up and walks to the bar to get a bottle of water. As he drinks he stares at me. I can tell he's about to yell and scream. He's done it everytime I try to end it. And everytime I end up staying. I'm afraid that I might do it again.
"So, I was just some fling for you until he got his stuff together? Are you kidding me? He's never gonna be the man you need. Never!" he says as he storms toward me and shakes me hard.
I'm crying now and he's starting to soften. He grabs me in a hug and I fall against his embrace.
"I'm sorry Lo. I didn't mean to scream. I just can't imagine my life without you, if you really don't want this anymore I'll respect that...but I ask you just for one thing,"he says pausing
"Anything," I say staring up at him
"Spend this one last night with me. One more night and then I'll let you go," he says with a tremor to his voice
Waiting for my reply he begins stroking my face. I can see how hurt he is. It kills me to know it will be over. In a perfect world none of this would ever happen.
"One more night, I can do that," I say with a faint smile
The truth is I needed one more night just as much as he did. Breaking it off without one final touch or kiss wouldn't have been possible and I didn't know why I thought it would be.
It was then that he kissed me. A kiss of desire and desperation. We held on to it for what seemed like years. When it broke he took my hand and led me to his room. There were no lilies or chocolates or wine it was just us. We were together for the last time. I could smell his cologne and my perfume coming together and the scents propelled my mind back to our very first night. The beginning of the end.
When it was over I layed against his chest and told him about a dream I had. He was in it.
He told me he would miss this part the most.
I said that I would too.
Eventually, we both get up and start to dress. He walks me to my car and we hug for a long time. He kisses my forhead, my cheeks, and then my mouth.
"Good-bye Lois," he says
"Good-bye Lex" I say kissing him once more as I get in my car and drive home. I don't look back. The saddest thing to do is to watch someone disappear from your life.

The entire drive home I wept. It felt brutal to end that chapter of my life, to never see him again. I had loved him, not the way I love Oliver, but I loved him in my own way.
When I finally get home I notice Oliver's car in the driveway. I thought he woud be at 'work' today. I head inside the house to find Oliver on the couch flipping through channels. He stops to look at me. He says hi. I say hi back. I know I look like a mess. I'm sure my face is wet with tears. He looks concerned.
"What's wrong Lo? Have you been crying?" He says while he walks toward me.
"No, I just feel really sick I think I'm going to lie down," I say halfheartedly
He says okay and asks if I want anything, I say no.

When I get to the bed I start to break down again. I try to stay as quiet as possible,but it proves to be difficult. It was then that I felt someone watching me. I turn to see Oliver standing in the doorway.
"So, you finally ended it with him." he says sadly
I look at him in shock. He did know. He always knew
"You knew?"
"I've known for awhile. It's part of the reason why I told you the truth. I didn't want to lose you. I couldn't imagine my life without you," he says starting to cry
I go over to him and hold him against me.
"I'm so sorry for what I've done. I just felt so alone. I'm so sorry Ollie... I love you.." I say breaking into sobs
He's crying just as hard. He holds me tighter.
"I'm sorry too...But even though I love you I would understand if you wanted him. If he's what makes you happy... then I'd let you go..."he says in a barely audible tone
I wipe my face and then I wipe his.
"I gave him up because I can't survive without you Oliver. No matter what I felt for him, he wasn't you. It's always been you..always," I say with proud smile
He kisses my forehead and we stay in that position for a while. Eventually, we lay on the bed holding each other. Everything is out on the table now. No more secrets. It's just me and him. The man I love. The man who would love me even though I betrayed him. The man who would take care of me. The man who would die for me. A man I would die for.

This is the final part. I hope you guys enjoyed the story!

Part Thirteen: Years Later

It had been six years since my affair with Lex ended an I had found out the truth about Oliver. Since then Oliver and I renewed our vows and had two daughters. We had moved to Gotham three years ago and I was working for the Gotham Examiner. Everything was great.
As for Lex, months after our affair ended he filed for divorce from Lana. It was reported that she got alot in spousal support. I know it was a very nasty divorce. Since ending it with her he's been seen with many beautiful starlets. But for the last two years he's been with Angelina Jolie. She seems like the perfect woman for him, and they both have so many similar issues. Even though they look happy enough I can tell that he's still missing a deeper connection with her. I can see it in his eyes. I see them on tabloids all of the time and that faint sadness is always in his eyes.

I had not seen Lex face to face since the day we finally said the words good-bye. So, it was very ironic when I ran into him at the Gotham Cancer Benefit, much like the benefit I went with him to all those years ago.
Oliver was busy talking to some colleagues and I was getting a drink when I noticed him from across the room. I saw Angelina kiss him on the cheek and walk toward the ladies room. He smiled and then looked my way. Once he saw me he began to smile even bigger. We started to walk toward each other.
"Hello, Lex. You look great," I say cheerfully
"You too. How is your life?" he says softly
"Better than I could have imagined. And you?"
"It's good but it's not great. She'll never be you," he says as his smile slowly fades.
My smile grows faint and I put out my hand for him to take.
"We should dance," I say
He nods in approval and we make our way to the dance floor.
The song playing is an orchestral version of The Beatles' "Because".
"You have a beautiful woman, Hubbel," I say with a wink, alluding to the lines from the film "The Way We Were" which I made him watch a few times when we were together.
Realizing my allusion he plays along.
"Yes, she is"he says
"Maybe, one day we could all get together, and do something," I say with a soft smile
Looking at me for a long moment he delivers the most painful line:
"You know I can't" he says in a low voice
Looking at him for while I then deliver my fatal lines:
"I know... I know," I say stroking his cheek.

We dance some more and then the music slowly ends. We look at each other one last time and give each other a knowing smile.
We walk toward our respective lovers. We walk away from our little world. We walk away from the ghosts of the past.
We needed that dance.

**emily feist** · 12-18-2006, 02:00 PM

I hope everyone liked this story. It was a beautiful tragedy. The next Lois/Lex fic will be more fluff, but I do like tragic romance more. Please give some feedback. Peace Out!

**Smallville_Angel** · 01-14-2007, 05:04 AM

I'll admit, I'm dead against the idea of Lex and Lois - the woman is far too fiesty, and has a burning hatred of Lex - perhaps what drew them together. However, I must say I honestly enjoy the nature of this fic.; Lois has moments where she questions herself, and Lex has times where he questions himself. And in all reality, affairs do happen, and sometimes, they happen between the two people you'd expect. While I'm don't approve of the idea of Lex and Lois, I can certainly see how they might be drawn together in such tough times. Congratulations - job well done!

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