Lost - Reader/Lena Luthor(FxF)

Another Nightmare

Prompt by: MachoNachoKennedy

Both Lex and Lillian had just arrived to the hospital that Lena was staying to check on her progress. They had been arguing back and forth about keeping her alive since today marked a few weeks since she's been a coma with no progress.

Lex wanted Lena to live and Lillian didn't. Lillian was quite good at manipulating her children and had managed to get inside Lex's head, telling him to not prolong his sister's suffering.

"Lex! You're better than this."

"I'll think about it mother."

X

You had arrived to an empty home. It felt quite strange that there wasn't anyone yelling at you because you were filthy or simply just to annoy you. It was just you and your lonely, sad self.

"You here?"

You call out to no one in particular, hoping that she would answer but no one replied.

"Guess not."

You ignore the lonely feeling and head to grab your pre-Lena food of chips and beer but in the end, you decide to cook a meal. It wasn't the same as it was with Lena but at least you knew that she wouldn't be yelling at you for eating unhealthy food. Finishing with your meal, you cleaned up and headed to your room for a quick shower before bed.

As your head hits the pillow, you fall asleep.

"Love, wake up. Breakfast is ready."

"No breakfast in bed? Come on! Aren't you cold?"

"Lazy ass"

"I know for a fact that you love this lazy ass."

You're both smiling but it quickly changes when you take notice of blood dripping down on her forehead.

"Baby!"

You tried to move her but your limbs didn't respond. All of a sudden, there's an intense feeling in your ribs and feet. Using all your strength, you're able to successfully push yourself off of your wife to realize that you were covered in her blood. You start feeling something drip down your forehead and as you touch it, you realize that it was your blood. You're confused, unsure of what's happening. You're vision starts to blur and you start to shake.

"Baby! No, wake up!"

X

"Fuck"

You yelled as you wake up from another nightmare. You're laying there on your bed, trying to catch your breath when you hear someone faintly call out your name.

"(y/n)"

You're more than sure it's your imagination as Lena had decided to stay at the hospital but then they call out your name.

"(y/n)!"

You let out a quiet sigh and stand up to drink a beer to deal with whatever your imagination had come up with.

"I told you, alcohol is not the answer."

You jump, startled when you suddenly hear a voice.

"Jesus! Why are you always scaring me?" You tell her. "What are you doing here? I thought you said that you wanted to stay in the hospital."

"It's fucking terrible. My own mother wants me dead. The only chance I have to live is my brother, Lex."

"Fucking hell. Your own mother? I mean, can she even do that?"

"No but knowing how she is, she'll find a way. I'm yelling at the top of my lungs but no one can hear me. It's frustrating. I just wanted to talk to you about it."

"Go on."

The two of you talk about everything. Her, about what she saw at the hospital and how she felt about it. You, about your life, job, and wife. Before you knew it, it was already morning.

Your phone rings as you're about to fall asleep.

"Hello?"

"Hello! and good morning to the luckiest woman in National City."

Your agent greets you in a cheery tone.

"Thank you? What's going on?"

Your agent tells you about the good news. Telling you that the matter was resolved and that the apartment was now yours. As a sign of good faith, the owner was willing to give you a much longer lease.

"How long?"

"Very long."

She doesn't want to tell you at first but you manage to convince. She explains about how the previous owner's family had reached out and that they were closing loose ends. You hang up and call Lena over, telling her about what happened.

"We need to pay your brother a visit?"

Lena is obviously upset about what she learned and the last thing she wanted to do was visit the person who was practically going to kill her.

"Why? He's going to let them kill me."

"I'm sure we can stop him. You're his sister, you must have some dirt on him."