Walk Through The Fire

Earthly

A/N: I don't own Smallville or any characters and places in the DC universe. Nor do I own the episodes that these chapters are based and contained from.

I also don't claim to be a writer. My inspiration is simply to get a creative outlet going.

I only own Tyla Nevin and what pertains to her character story.

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Lex hung his coat on the railing at the foot of the stairs before moving toward the guest bedroom. He had just come back from Belle Neve to check up on his father, but the sight was still haunting him. Glossed-over white eyes staring back at Lex in an isolation chamber not too different from his own during his stint with the sanitarium. Since the attack on Tyla, Luthor wanted to keep Lionel in check. With the words that he uttered and the condition that his girlfriend was in, Lex knew that they were connected. Somehow, Lionel Luthor had not spoken since. Instead, it felt like he was all too aware of the place that he was in. Even with appearing blind, there seemed no change minus the threatening silence.

The billionaire had given Tyla her old room back that had now been converted back into a guest bedroom. Her lack of sleep and her overwhelming fear made it into a current in-patient room. Logic would dictate that he probably needed to admit her as well but in Tyla's brief sobering moments, she all but pleaded with Lex not to leave her. Thus, her isolation bound her to the guest room. He opened the door to see Tyla's attempt at sleep. Again, she stirred violently in the bed. Her eyelids rapidly moved, and her entire body shivered.

Without hesitation, he quickly rushed into the room and sat by her. He shook her, trying to stir her eyes open. He only did this when her lucid sleep became aggressive. "Hey...gorgeous," he tried to coax her. Tyla's head jerked to and fro. Her eyes shot open, and she gasped. It took her awhile to realize that she was back in the room with Lex shifting to kneel at her bedside with an expected look on his face. She could tell that she was having one of the "visions" in her sleep. The letters were still repeating themselves except slowly fading from her sight.

"I.." she trailed off, trying to find the words between comfort and reassurance. Lex glanced next to him and reached for a leather-bound green notebook. The blonde sat up to inspect the engraved mandala. She was still in a slight daze, but it was easier for her to write what she needed to. As she was coming back into the conscious world, she started to scribble. Her beloved tilted his head to the side, seeing the words LEVIATHAN across the lined page. "That's it," Tyla finally added.

He smirked. It wouldn't be a bad name for one of his upcoming projects. "Does that have to do with the military project?" He wondered.

"I don't know. It was just a word that I could make out this time." Her voice was sterner now that she seemed wide awake. "Everything else is hazy." She looked down at the page. She had bolded the letters exactly as she saw them in her head.

"I would be lying if I said that this hasn't been useful," he noted, causing Tyla to roll her eyes.

"I'm glad that my lack of sleep is of benefit to you," she mumbled, sarcastically.

Lex pressed his lips together. He could tell that her exhaustion was getting to her. A very well rested Tyla would have said that his ambition and drive was attractive. He let out a sigh and gave her a sympathetic kiss on her temple. "I have some good news and bad news," he said, changing the subject. The woman raised her eyebrows in confusion. "The bad news is that I have to go to Washington." This was a lie. He was going to National City, but he couldn't let her know that. "The good news is that I found a way to make sure that you have some smoother nights."

That good news overweighted the fib that she caught from Lex. She smiled, using the last of her energy to perk up. "Which is?" She asked as she watched Lex dig into his pocket to reveal a small vial of green viscous fluid.