Fighting Echoes (17/23)

[serafina19]

Author: serafina19
Title: Fighting Echoes
Summary: As identities and affiliations are exposed, the Justice League begins to form.  But once an old foe re-emerges and raises the stakes, Evie is forced to determine how much she is willing to sacrifice to protect everyone she cares about.  Sequel to “Notbroken,” and the final multi-chapter in the "Calendar Girl" verse.

Rating: NC-17     
Warnings: Coarse language, violence and adult content.

Special thanks to: 552158 for the amazing banners that I couldn’t stop admiring when you sent them to me. Also, big love to slytherinpunk, without you, I probably wouldn’t have the guts to try this.

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April


April 24

Someone was here.

Victor looked around Watchtower, which was supposed to be abandoned before he got here, but there was a single monitor light flashing in his face.  It didn't take long for him to realize that it was carelessness, not Chloe.

He took a couple steps further, noticing the papers spread around the console, and that’s when he knew.  It wasn’t strong, but he caught a hint of her perfume, and the only thing he could say as he bowed his head was, “What are you doing here?”

Victor waited, but there was no response, just silence around him.  “Come on, I know you’re here.” 

Turning when he heard a clattering noise from the upper floors, Victor saw Evie finally showing herself.  All of her nervous tells were on display: biting her bottom lip, her right hand gripping her left forearm as she continued towards the steps, deliberating her words.  “Just... covering bases.”

“You could have asked Chloe, you know that right?”  It was an empty question, Victor knew that.  Evie was hiding something from everyone, he could feel it.

Braving a look in his direction, Evie swallowed hard as she continued down the steps.  It was bad enough Victor of all people had caught her here.  At this point, the only thing that would make it worse is if she said why she came, but she could also see the determination in his eyes.  “This was something I had to do.”

Victor watched as Evie started to gather up her things, and he wanted to push her further, but he decided to plan it cool for now.  “So you’re good?”

“Yeah, I was just leaving.”  Evie grabbed the last of her things from the console, sharing a glance with Victor as they met eyes.  It was probably a couple seconds at most, but it felt like forever, the desperation of her eyes, the resolve of his staring back.  Evie knew she had to get out fast, so she turned and began to head for the doors, hoping Victor would let her get there.

But in her movement, a single paper slipped from her hands onto the floor.  She kept walking; unaware of that fact, so Victor leaned down to pick it up, freezing at what he saw when he flipped it over.  He hadn’t meant to read it, but there it was, in big black letters.

Sadie Warrick.

It meant nothing to most people, but this was the alias that Victor had caught Evie setting up last July.  Whatever reasons she might have for going back to that, they couldn’t be good.  He had every intention of letting her walk for now, but informing Chloe of the visit.  However, that wasn’t an option anymore, as now more than anything, Victor knew whatever Evie was planning, he had to address it now.

Victor picked up his pace, and fortunately found Evie still waiting for the elevator.  Grabbing her arm, he turned her around and pushed the paper in her face.  “What is this?

Evie stared ahead, mortified by what she saw.  He wasn’t supposed to see that.

Her expression affected Victor for a second, as he never meant to get rough with Evie, but he couldn’t take the safe route anymore.  “Are you running again?  Is that what this all about?”

“It’s complicated,” was her response, as Evie didn’t know what else to tell him.  Running away would be a consolation prize next to what she had brought upon herself.

Victor saw her reaching out to grab the paper, but he pushed it out of her reach.  “Then explain it to me.”  Evie expectedly shook her head, but Victor pressed on, wanting the truth. “Come on, since when do we keep secrets from each other?”

It's not what Evie wanted to say, but the easiest answer she had was, “Since you decided we had to part ways.”

Victor wasn’t buying that for a second, as there was no way she was pinning her strange behaviour on him.  “You agreed to that.  You know it was for the best.”   When Evie didn’t have a retort, he took a step towards her, so he stood within inches of her.  “Whatever you have Chloe hiding for you, it’s bigger than she realizes isn’t it?  And she has no idea what it’s doing to you.”

“Fine!”  Evie blurted, taking a couple steps backwards as she couldn’t handle his proximity.  “If not that, how does ‘since you and Oliver decided to research intelligence about me behind my back’ work for you?” 

She saw how Victor’s expression changed, so she scoffed lightly.  “I saw the research and there is only one person you could have gotten that intel from, and only one person that she’d risk giving it to.”  Victor’s face admitted everything to her, so Evie pressed on, telling him how she knew.  “Chloe’s a close second, but Tess has easier access to Oliver.”

Victor didn’t know what to say, she was right.  But Oliver had sworn him to secrecy, and it wasn’t like he could risk more phone calls to Evie.  It was then that he realized he hadn’t done anything wrong.  This was the path they had chosen a month ago.  “We were trying to protect you, something that you’re trying to compromise right now.”

“I’m not.”  Evie fired back, but knowing anger wasn’t the solution, she sighed before meeting his eyes again. “But Victor please, I need you to drop this.”

He had noticed her mood change, but Victor wasn’t quite ready to back down yet.  “Or else what?”  That comment sprung Evie into action, as she headed over to hit the elevator button.  “What are you going to do?”

No response, not even another sigh, as Evie continued to look at the floor, the furthest position for her eyes to go that weren’t towards him.  Taking calculated paces towards her, Victor noticed her head turn slightly towards him before it snapped back.  She was close to breaking, that much was clear.

Walking around her so that Victor stood between Evie and the elevator doors, he said, “You know that Bart and I are going to figure out what’s going on.”    He said it as reassurance, hoping that she’d open up, but when she hadn’t moved, he lifted her chin with his finger, just barely meeting her eyes.  “You’re not alone, remember?”

Evie had been surprised by the contact, but the smooth texture of his fingertips was a welcome sensation, considering the conversation.  She took a deep breath, admitting falsely, “It’s not a big deal,” as her face told the truth, a single tear sliding down her cheek almost in slow motion, yet she still added, “I can handle it.”

Reaching up, Victor stopped the tear’s progress, his fingers lingering on her cheek, as he moved his other hand from her chin to the side of her neck.  “Nice try, but whatever this is, it’s not small.”

Blinking the last of the tears back, Evie leaned towards his hands, not wanting to get caught up in this moment, but her body wasn’t letting her do what she wanted.  She knew this was likely the last time she saw Victor, so she managed the smallest of smiles, lifting her hand to take his off her face.  He likely knew she was holding into everything by a thread, and she couldn’t risk breaking.  “I need you to trust me on this one.”

She felt awful saying that, knowing the lie it was that she could handle everything, and knowing that she was an awful liar when it came to Victor.  So it didn’t surprise her when he said calmly, “Why can’t you just tell me what’s going on?”

“Because I can’t,” was her immediate reply, fully breaking both forms of contact.  She had to get out of here, but he was blocking her exit, and Evie knew now that he wasn’t about to let her walk out.

“That’s not good enough,” Victor said, shaking his head.  “You have to tell someone, it might as well be me.”

The elevator doors had come to their floor, opening up, and Evie wanted to walk around him to get there, but after a quick peek, she noticed them closing again.  Upon hearing them shut, she whispered, “No, it really can’t.”

Victor had heard the doors close, knowing that alone would give them more time, or rather, him more time to figure this whole thing out.  “Why not?”

Evie shrugged, as she took a step backwards.  “Because it’s going to make things worse.”

“We can help you, Evie,” Victor said as he walked towards her, but Evie kept stepping back, as if she was afraid of him now.  “Whatever it is, we’re a team, and we’ll get through this.”

All those days behind steel doors, behind a computer screen, saving each other’s lives, Evie had been one of the few people in his life that hadn’t let him down, and it was killing him that she was acting like this right now.

What he didn’t know was how much it was killing Evie, as all she wanted to do was tell him everything, but she couldn’t.  “Please... please Victor, don’t make this harder than it already is.”

“What are you talking about?”  Victor couldn’t understand what he was making harder, all he had done was show a little concern.  “Evie, what did you do?”

“Nothing, I –”  Evie stopped instantly, biting her lip hard, keeping a second wave of tears from showing.  “I ca—”

“Why not?” Victor interjected, tired of the word ‘can’t’ coming from Evie’s lips.

“I won’t risk anyone else, especially you,” Evie blurted as she finally looked up, surprised that she wasn’t able to stop herself from adding, “Because I love you Vic.”  She noticed the shock in his eyes, but Evie couldn’t blame him, as she doubted that he could have expected that.

But it was the truth.  All this time, he had been right there with her, accepting of her, and even though the last thing she wanted was to fall for someone in this time in her life, Victor made it impossible not to.  He was her hero.

It was that fact that made what she was about to do almost impossible, but there was no way other way.  “And I’m really sorry about this.”

Victor’s expression changed from shock to confusion almost immediately.  “Wha—”

He never had a chance to finish his thought, as Evie had taken control, forcing him to stay in his place as she walked around him to get to the elevator.  Fortunately, it was still on the floor, so it opened right away.  She got inside and desperately pressed the close door button before releasing her power once the doors started to close.

After a single blink, Victor turned around, seeing her solemn face in the elevator, so he rushed towards the elevator, reaching out to stop the door, but he was too late.  His fist collided with the closed doors, and out of frustration, he punched the door again.

Knowing that following her was going to be next to impossible when she wanted to be invisible, Victor rushed back into Watchtower, seeing if he could stop whatever she was up to.

Only he realized Evie implemented the lockdown on Watchtower’s server, meaning that he couldn’t stop the elevator and there was no way she intended on seeing him again.  Fortunately, the database’s history still had a couple files intact and Victor quickly noticed that she wasn’t inputting information, she was taking information out.  Every file, every piece of information Lex had on Evie was gone.  Victor rushed over to where they kept the back-up flash drives, relieved they were still there.  But they were also blank.

It didn’t take much for Victor to realize that this is what Evie was up to, not to mention the sudden arising of her Sadie Warrick persona, so Victor worked that angle, researching everything he had compiled on it a long time ago.

Fortunately, Evie hadn’t found all of those files, but he found things that he never expected.  The emergency fund was emptied last week, and everything to do with the alias had been shut down as of... tonight.

That couldn’t be right.
 

~0~

The ten minute walk from Watchtower to her apartment had almost felt like a nightmare, but that was nothing in comparison to the meltdown Evie had when she got back.

Breathing hard as she looked around, Evie crumpled to the floor.  She couldn’t take it anymore.  The whole time she was hiding her secret, she found a way to just hide the truth, not to lie to everyone she cared about.  This was killing her and everywhere she looked, all she could see was the mistakes she made, all she could hear were the voices of the people she had let down.

The apartment had taken the punishment, as tables had been overturned, picture frames broken, among other things as Evie sat in the middle of it, shaking her head.

She should have left.  She should have gone and never looked back.  It would have been hard, but now everything was held in the balance in her decision.  A decision she had already made but it was all because she had become sloppy.  Victor had been right back then, coming to Metropolis was a mistake, and now she knew the only way to keep everyone else safe was to pay the ultimate price.

But in doing so, she had to possibly betray the person she cared about the most. What was she thinking, telling him that?  And controlling him afterwards?  Really?

Not bothering to fix the apartment, Evie packed up a couple things and left the door wide open as she approached the elevator.  She knew it wasn’t the smartest move, but she only made things worse if she stayed.

It was only a matter of time before Victor came to find her, and she knew she couldn’t face him again, not after what she said, and especially not after what she had to do to get out of Watchtower.
 

~0~

After Victor called him, Bart bolted out of bed and zipped right over to Evie’s apartment, but stopped suddenly upon seeing the door open.

“Cuz?”  He pushed the door opened further, listening to the creak as it revealed the room, causing Bart to panic more.   He did a quick tour of the room, then again, again, and again, but no sign of her.

Turning his head, he then noticed her cell phone, open on the counter.  Bart picked it up and moved press a button to make it light up, his eyes widening as he read the message on the screen.

Don’t look for me, please.  Goodbye




April 25

Since Bart had found the text message, the team has pulled an all-nighter, trying to figure out what happened to Evie.  They determined that she wasn’t taken, through how the room was trashed, but that didn’t make their work any easier.

From there, everyone split up to cover more ground, but they agreed to meet up, try to see their progress, no matter how little they had.

The last to get back to Watchtower was Victor, who, among other things, was waiting for Metro was open, hoping for a clue.

“Any luck?” Oliver asked, not expecting a positive answer.

Victor shook his head.  “No sign since Thursday.”  It didn’t help that he could never get the right employees.  Most of the people were new and hardly knew Evie.  Unfortunately, the one person he knew that could help was on vacation.  

“It’s not like her,” Bart stated, feeling restless as he walked around the room, trying to figure out an answer for this.   “She usually tells me when she’s taking off.”  It was part of their deal, being family.  Even stuff she didn’t tell Chloe, Bart liked to think Evie kept him in the loop.  Except this time, he knew nothing.

“She hasn’t been herself for a while though,” Lois said.  They had tried to block her out, but she barged her way into the hero’s HQ, making it clear that she wasn’t about to sit back.

Neither was Chloe, as she had spent hours looking over camera footage, only to come up empty.  She wanted to say she was surprised, but she wasn’t.  In the last couple months, Chloe had taught Evie about all of the blind spots because she couldn’t do patrol.  There were loopholes, but Evie had avoided them thus far.

“Lois is right,” Dinah added, taking off her dark wig and placing it on the table.  She hated being so distant from the circumstances, but that was the fact of her job.  She was just grateful that she was en route to Metropolis when Evie went missing.  Her groundwork was yet to come, but she was willing to pull whatever strings she could to bring Evie back.  Dinah may have gotten to know her during a lighter time in her life, but she appreciated what the other woman sacrificed.

Chloe shook her head.  “She wouldn’t just leave like this.”  The whole time, she had trusted Chloe, but for some reason, she pushed away this time.

“Yeah, she would,” Oliver interjected, causing everyone to look at him.  He noticed how no one glared at him harsher than his girlfriend, but he pressed on. “She had a plan to leave before.”  Looking over to the couch, he remembered the morning when she told him everything.  It was all there, the frustration and sorrow in her expression, yet the slight hope that things would be better.  All this time, he could see that hope draining, but Oliver sincerely thought Evie would re-find her spark.

“He’s right,” Victor replied begrudgingly.  Taking over the controls, he pulled up what Evie had left behind of her alias.  “This was an alias she had planned on using back in July, but I stopped her.  I checked everything last night... the accounts under the name are empty.  She’s also been avoiding cameras since she got home from work.”

Still working at the Watchtower controls, researching a different angle, Chloe turned her head over her shoulder.  “How much did she have in those accounts?”

“Enough,” Victor replied, knowing if she needed more, she wouldn’t have been so frantic in her goodbye.  Everything was under control; she just didn’t anticipate Victor getting back to Watchtower before she left.  If he hadn’t showed...he could only wonder what her original plan was.   “But she’s in Metropolis, or she’s not far, I know that for sure.  The problem is that she doesn’t want to be found.”




April 31

Lifting her head off the steering wheel of the car she was forced to hotwire a couple of hours ago, Evie took a look at the clock, gleaming as the final seconds of her freedom ticked away.  She had long made her decision, but it hurt that she hid it like this, that she couldn’t say goodbye to everyone.

But her fate had been sealed since she watched the green light on the hotel room door.



“Why hello Miss Chambers.  Please... come inside.”

Evie stayed put where she was, not wanting to step anywhere inside the room if it meant Lex Luthor was with her.  She stared at him, her chest muscles aching in frustration of her past pain his family brought her, but also in terror that he was in Scott’s hotel room. 

She played the innocent card, hoping he wouldn’t see through it.  “How do you know who I am?”

It didn’t surprise Evie how calm her voice came out, she had learned to hide her pain well enough for years, and if she was lucky, playing it cool was the only thing that could keep her safe now.

“You don’t remember?  We were introduced at a couple charity functions where you accompanied Chloe Sullivan.”

His words seemed casual, but the way he said Chloe’s name caught Evie’s attention.  Even though they had spoken twice, maybe three times before, it was clear that he was aware of Evie’s opinion of him, which suited her just fine.  It made asking her next question a lot easier.  “What have you done with him?”

“Jumping to accusations are we?” Lex asked, eyebrow firmly raised as his eyes peered in her direction.  “What makes you think I did anything to him?”

“If you know about my friendship with Chloe, then you can answer that question on your own.”

Lex shrugged, played the poker face that had got him off so many times.  “I have no idea what you’re talking about."

Even though it was his father that caused Evie’s life to change, it was Lex that Evie truly despised.  The things he did with his father’s project after she got out, the expansion, the hurt and pain he had caused to everyone around her was unforgiveable, and the fact he could stand there so smug made her blood boil.  “I will find him Lex... and I’ll make you pay.”

“Such a bold threat coming from the girl with everything to hide.” Evie had gotten halfway down the hallway, not caring about his comment, but it was clear that Lex wasn’t ready for her to leave yet.   “How do you know he’s not working for me?”

It was a petty comment meant to confuse her, but that tactic would never work on Evie.  “He knows how you treated Chloe and Oliver... he wouldn’t trust you for a second.”

“Maybe not, but I provided him with the answers you couldn’t, maybe he couldn’t deal with the truth.  Just out of curiosity, how were you planning on explaining the fact that you’re the one he’s looking for?”

Evie confidently kept walking away, showing that she was stronger than he thought if he figured she’d crack after a single comment.  “I don’t know what you’re talking about.  I was only here to get some closure.”  As she pressed the elevator door button, she saw it open right away, so she was ready to leave, but she heard Lex hit the door with a sharp shove after Evie got inside.

“Closure... interesting.  I suppose you’re right, because after all, he did move on,” he said, standing next to her in the elevator as the door closed, “which led me right to you."

The first few seconds of descending, Evie felt her breathing speed up, only to have her nerves escalate when he moved to press the emergency stop button.  “You really should have run when you had the chance Emily, now there’s nowhere for you to go.”  Reaching into his jacket, Lex pulled out a photo.  “Look familiar?”

It was her alright, as Emily to boot.  During happier days and if she remembered correctly, it was the picture her mother took on her first day of high school. And with that, Evie’s face fell.  She considered arguing, but Evie also knew that Lex was too smart for that.  The sooner she gave in, the sooner she could negotiate.  “What do you want?”

“I figured that was obvious.”

Evie scoffed.  “If you only wanted me, you could have drugged me the second you opened the door.” She knew from experience that was 33.1’s style.

Lex’s eyes widened at her retort, taking a step back to lean against the corner.  “I’m impressed... but then again I guess there has to be a reason as to how you’ve stayed away from me for so long.”

After tapping the photo against his fingers a few times, he put it away.  “You know you would have gotten away with it, but you have terrible taste in friends.  You found the three people who ensured that you’d never be off my radar.  Although I suppose I should be thanking you... without you, I never would have been able to pinpoint the identities of the vigilantes that terrorize our streets.”

Evie’s eyes widened, as his intentions became clearer.  But she refused to meet Lex’s eyes to show her weakness.  “You’re bluffing.”

Lex shook his head, for he wouldn’t have let her walk this far without a plan.  “Victor Stone, your former cellmate is roommates with your cousin and resident speedster, Bart Allen.  Last I checked, they both work for Queen Industries, and while I used to think Oliver was oblivious to the world around him, it appears to be quite the opposite, isn’t it?”

Laughing, Lex remembered when he figured it out, wondering how it had taken him so long.  Queen always did have it out for him, why would 33.1 be any different.  “Yes, the high school bully has grown up into a leader of the group responsible for destroying my facilities while sporting green leather, no less.”  He leaned forward, taking note of how dramatically Evie’s body language changed in just a few seconds.  “I could go into further detail, but from your expression, I see I’ve made my point.”

“What do you want?” she asked again, knowing that negotiation was not likely an option anymore.

“The choice is yours,” Lex said with a shrug.  “You or them.”

“I don’t understand.”

Lex pushed himself from the corner, spreading his arms out to the side.  “You want your freedom, I’ll happily grant it.  Someone will hand over you and Mr. Kane to the authorities where you can never be found by me again.  A fresh start together or apart, but I’ll never bother you again.  All you just have to tell me the location and pass-codes of what they call Watchtower.”

“And if I refuse?”

He took a couple steps towards her and stared down into her eyes. “Then you turn yourself in to me... or else I’ll print the story that lifts all the masks of the people’s so-called heroes.”

She swallowed hard, even if she had expected as much for herself, the latter part of that sentence wasn’t what she wanted to hear. “You’ll keep their secret identities safe if I give myself up to you?”

“You have my word.”

Evie held out her hands, ready for the cuffs or bonds he’d use on them eventually.  “I’m not a traitor, Lex.  Do what you want with me, but I won’t let you hurt any of them.”

“Is that your final decision?”

Finding her inner strength, Evie was able to say with conviction, “It’s the only decision I’ll make to that offer.”  If she could keep her friends at least somewhat safe, Evie would be satisfied with her life, no matter how short-lived it was.

Lex titled his head before activating the elevator again.  “Because I’m a generous man, I’m going to give you some time to say goodbye.  I expect to see you in a month, or a phone call with an address if you change your mind.” 

Seeing the lower floors light up on the elevator, Lex added a final threat.  “But...if you even whisper that we’ve had this conversation... your boyfriend’s as good as dead.  And don’t think he’s the only leverage that I’ll use to my advantage.”

The doors opened and Lex simply smirked as he left the elevator, leaving Evie, confidence stripped away as the reality set in. 



Lex knew what he was doing, and it sure as heck wasn’t generous.  It was another round of mind games, trying to keep quiet, while the threat of changing her mind loomed through her mind.  Evie knew that Lex wanted her, but he also wanted to keep his facilities running, and if it took people like Oliver out of the picture, it was likely worth it to Lex to let her go.  But she wouldn’t let him have that satisfaction.  Even with her hands behind her back, she’d make this right, no matter what the cost.

But her plan wasn’t quite working as she hoped.  Sure, she hadn’t expected everyone to forget about her, but they almost found her once, and Evie couldn’t risk them being caught in the cross hairs of Lex’s deal more than they already were.  Oliver may have been compromised, but Lex would have played the Chloe/Watchtower card if he knew, which meant that she was still safe.  Furthermore, Clark’s identity was still a secret, and Evie had every intention of keeping it that way.  That was why she had to say goodbye one last time, force them to understand that it had to be this way.

Leaning against the car, Evie stared ahead at her soon-to-be jail.  It was the most prominent thing in the entire town, and it singlehandedly made up for the lack of evil in Smallville.  The things this place stood for, the things this place caused for so many lives, the place that represented the reason Evie was forced to look over her shoulder for so many years.  But she had to give credit where credit was due, Lex was smart.

He found every place Evie had messed up, and used it against her.  All those years ago, she thought she had beaten him and deserved a chance to live her life.  Now standing here, she knew that she should have left, gone as far away as possible, but it was too late for hindsight.  It wouldn’t fix anything.
 

~0~

It had been another quiet day at Watchtower, as Victor and Chloe stood next to each other, running through every angle they could think of as to where Evie could have taken off to.  They had a couple solid leads, but so far no luck, and as each second ticked by, the more worried everyone got.  Bart had been doing tours around town, almost getting caught inside apartments on two occasions.  Oliver suited up when he could, and even Clark offered his assistance to keep Lois’ involvement to a minimum after she almost got caught with breaking and entering.

But nothing came up.  Evie had planned enough ahead that she was a step ahead every time, something that didn’t add up to Chloe.  Why wouldn’t Evie come to her if she was in trouble?  She was supposed to be done with running away.

In the back of her mind, she heard her phone buzzing, but she shrugged it off, focusing on the task ahead, but soon she heard Bart’s voice call to her.

“Blocked number.”

It could have been Lex again, it could have been anyone, but for some reason, this piqued Chloe’s attention as she finally turned away from the screen, hurrying towards it.  Bart caught on, tossing it right into Chloe’s hand so she could open it quickly right before the fourth ring.

“Hello?”

“Hey,” Evie barely managed, as Chloe could hear her friend choking up at the single word.

But that word gave Chloe a sigh of relief as she found Bart’s hopeful eyes in front of her.  She nodded quickly before turning to Victor, giving him the signal to trace.  “Evie, where are you?”

Taking a deep breath, Evie replied, “I can’t tell you that.  Please Chloe; you have to believe me when I tell you to stop looking for me.”

“You know we won’t do that,” Chloe said, trying to keep the conversation going as long as possible, “You wouldn’t stop for me, or any of us.”

Chloe could hear Evie sniffling on the other side of the line, and it broke Chloe further that she couldn’t stop whatever she was going through.  Eventually, Evie found her confidence and said, “I know, and I know it’s a lot to ask, but it’s the only way you’ll stay safe.”

That struck a chord with Chloe.  Evie had always been willing to take the short straw if it meant keeping everyone safe, but there hadn’t been a recent threat.  “What do you mean?”

“I have to go.  Goodbye Chloe.”

“Evie, wait—”

The line went dead, the unceremonious click repeating in Chloe’s ear as she brought down the phone to her side.

“Anything?” The word barely came out as a whisper, mainly because she wasn’t expecting an affirmative answer, confirmed by the silence on Victor’s end.  “Damn it,” she yelled, Evie’s final words quickly replacing the click as the only sounds she could hear.
 

~0~

Evie didn’t wait for Chloe to finish the sentence, instead she hung up before she or Victor could trace the call, or even the chance that Clark could track her down.  Tossing the burner phone on the ground, she smashed it with her shoe.  Looking at the shattered pieces on the ground, she wiped a single tear from her eye and approached the door to the Luthor mansion.

It took a couple of minutes for someone to come to the door, but once Evie saw it open, she said, “My name is Evelyn Chambers, I believe Mr. Luthor is expecting me."




May

Comments

[hawkeyegal.livejournal.com]

Wow that chapter packed a wallop. Between Evie's confrontation with Victor and her flashback with Luthor. Hopeful the league can find her soon! Amazing update!

[serafina19.livejournal.com]

Thank you! That was the idea, so I'm glad to hear you enjoyed it. The league will be working non-stop to bring her back, but I like to think I still have a twist up my sleeve.