Title: For sallie - "Ordinary Miracles"
Author: PMD
e-mail: mary.davidson@s...
Rating: PG-13
Category: Chlex Married, babyfic, futurefic, songfic, challengefic Lex's POV, AU
Spoilers: Anything during the first two years.
Summary: A first for the Luther´s---a child is born to them.
Disclaimer: To whomever owns Smallville, the characters, and the song lyrics to
Ordinary Miracles, I'm just borrowing, will give them back, not making any
money with their use in this story, so don't sue me.
Archive: To BtS, SPP, BT2, Sabby´s and Malu´s site.
Feedback: Yes I would love feedback.
Author Notes: This is a fic for my friend, sallie, who's always encouraged my
writing in Smallville. Thank you, Sweetie. Hope you like it. I also want to
thank David for giving it a once over and to a couple of friends who got a
glimpse of it. Enjoy. And the challengefic elements will be at the end of the
piece.
For sallie - "Ordinary Miracles" - by PMD
"Lex."
I turn to see she is awake and smile. "Hey."
She looks down at her stomach. "Ah---where's the baby?"
I walk over to the hospital bed and sit, leaning forward to give her a gentle
kiss.
I back away, amazed at how beautiful she looks---how calm she is---after 10
hours of the hardest labor I ever imagined for her. She is definitely a
fighter---and the pain of childbirth---was gone from her face and replaced with
love---for our little boy and me.
"So, where's our son?"
"Sleeping, like you should be, my love."
"I can't sleep."
"Too stimulated by my charming presence---ouch---watch it! I bruise easily."
"Well, then quit the smart ass cracks, Mr. Luthor."
"I will now, Mrs. Luthor," I state, rubbing my arm. "Well, one things for sure,
you haven't lost your strength."
"I'm sorry, Lex. I just can't sleep because---you're not lying beside me. And
I'm worried about the baby."
"Chloe---the hospital staff is taking the best of care of all their patients,
our son included. As to the other thing, wish I could help you with that but
this bed is way too narrow for the both of us."
She smirks at me. "Well, we could figure out something."
"Chloe!"
She lets out a sigh. "All right---I'll let that one go if---could we go see our
son now?"
"Now?"
"Yes, now---unless you have something better to do."
"But it's after---"
"Lex---you donated money to this hospital---you have a wing in your name---you
can get them to bend the rules for a good cause. And I promise to go to sleep
right after."
"All right, I'll try," I state, getting up, after pressing a soft kiss on her
forehead.
"Don't try---Do!" she retorts, when I'm at the door.
I let out a sigh and walk out. I motion to a nurse and ask for a wheelchair to
take Chloe to our son. She starts to argue the fact that it's after hours when
she remembers how stubborn my wife can be and nods her head.
A few minutes later, I'm wheeling in a chair.
"What's that for?" she asks me.
"Your transportation to our son, milady," I answer.
"I can---" She stops talking when she sees the look in my eyes. "All
right---I'll get in. Can you help me?"
I wheel it closer to the bed and help her in. She looks at the nightstand and
smiles. "Who got me the teddy bear?"
"Lucas did. And it's a very special teddy."
I lean over and pick it up for her to see.
She looks at it intently and smiles. "Oh---he put the baby's birth date on it."
Yes, Lucas didn't know the name of our baby yet but he had February 23, 2007
engraved on the bear. The baby's name would go on the back later on.
"So, shall we?" I ask, as I place it back on the table.
"Yes, let's."
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We take it nice and slow---her checking out everything along the way---me,
trying to get her to see that all is clean in the hospital. Gabe warned me
about first time mothers---they're worried about the littlest things---a sneeze
and the child has the flu---a cough----the child has a cold. First time mothers
jitters he calls it.
We arrive at the nursery and look into the large window.
"There he is," I point to her.
She looks and smiles happily at the baby. "Hello, Joseph Zackery Luthor---I'm
your Mommy."
"And I'm your Daddy," I state.
The baby starts to cry and the other's join in. "Oh God, he's rejecting me,"
she sobs, tears rolling down her cheeks.
I get down and pull her into my arms. "No he's not---he probably needs his
diaper changed or something."
We both turn to look at him again and notice the harried nurse. "Come
on---let's see if we can help," I say.
I wheel her to the door and knock on it. The nurse opens it and gives us a
slight smile. "Can I help you?"
"Actually, can we help you?"
"Oh---well---"
"Please, I just want to hold my baby. If I do, I might calm him down and the
other babies too," Chloe states.
"All right," she says, moving away from the door and allowing me to wheel her
in. She closes it and then we make our way to our son.
I take him out of the bed and place him in his mother's loving arms.
"Shush---shush--don't cry. Mommy's here and nobody will hurt you."
The baby still cries but it's less loud now. "Joey, would you like me to sing
you a song?"
He quiets a little more and she takes that as a yes. Her beautiful voice fills
the nursery as she starts to sing:
"At six weeks you learned to smile
At three months you learned to laugh
At six months you cut a tooth
And at ten months you took a step
At two years you made a best friend
At three years you rode a bike
At four years you learned to skate
And at five years you learned to write
Just ordinary miracles
Ordinary miracles
But all the same they're miracles to me
The days that I'll remember well
Have a simple kind of wonderful
Of ordinary miracles
Your silky head beneath my chin
For bedtime books and lullabies
Your angel kiss upon my cheek
Your teddy bear clutched to your side
How soon the bike wheels turn to car wheels
The lullabies to rock and roll
The teddy bears to pretty girls
And instead of you these thoughts I'll hold
Just ordinary miracles
Ordinary miracles
But all the same they're miracles to me
The days that I'll remember well
Have a simple kind of wonderful
Of ordinary miracles
And I know the day will come
That you'll spread your wings and fly
But I'll treasure these moments all my life
A gentle kind of wonderful
The sweetest days are always full
Of ordinary miracles
Each time I hold you near
It's an ordinary miracle"
Our son has quieted and not only him---all the babies are quiet now.
"We should hire you to sing every night," the nurse softly states.
"I'd do it for free," Chloe say, giving our son a gentle kiss on the forehead
and then placing him in my arms. "Lex---I'm a little tired---can we go back to
my room?"
"Of course," I say, placing the baby in the nurse´s arms. "Thank you for
allowing us in."
"No---thank you for helping me calm down the babies."
We say our good-byes and leave.
"Lex?"
"Yes?"
"He's perfect isn't he?"
I stop the wheelchair and kneel. "Yes, he's got his mother's hair---"
"---and his father's smile," she finishes, leaning forward to give me a kiss.
We back away and I get back up, wheeling her the rest of the way to her room.
"Now---to bed," I state.
She gets out of the wheelchair and into the hospital bed. I wheel the chair
away and come back, seeing her nestled into the bed and smiling at me.
"Remember---sleep---you promised," I reply, with a slight grin.
"I will if you give me a kiss goodnight."
"Well, if I must---"
I walk over and lean into the bed, meeting her halfway. The kiss is as always
spectacular. I've kissed women before but until you are in love---deep down,
would be lost without her, would do anything to protect her---in love---you
really don't know a kiss. And that's what I have with her and always will, I
pray.
I back away and smile. "To bed!"
"I am in---oh, you mean to sleep."
"Yes."
"All right," she states, as she closes her eyes.
I stand there, staring at the most beautiful girl in the world.
I reluctantly move away. "No--please stay till I fall asleep," I hear her
whisper.
God, I love this woman---this woman who believed in me when nobody else
did---who said I could do anything I set my mind too---including getting others
to believe in me. And she showed her vulnerability to me when she wouldn't to
others. And let me show it too---without repercussions or threats of disowning
me.
"Okay," I whisper back. I try to move away to get a chair but she won't let go.
"Chloe, I have to get a chair."
"No---get into bed or just sit on it, please."
I look into her eyes that have just opened and see the plea in them. I let out
a deep sigh and get into the bed, finding out; maybe this bed isn't as narrow
as I thought it was. Or maybe we are just the perfect fit. Or maybe, this is an
ordinary miracle that will live in our hearts forever---like our son will.
The End.
Further Authors Notes: The elements are as follows:
Place - hospital - Where Chloe and Lex are after she had their son.
time - future - Chloe is 21.
object - teddy bear with the date of birth---Feb. 23 - A gift from Lucas
Luthor, Lex's brother
three words - tears, happy, love - tears - they come from Chloe when she's
afraid the baby rejected her - happy - how she is when Lex points out their son
to her - Love - what is felt by all
Song - Ordinary Miracles - the song that Chloe sings to her son.