a/n: johnathan kent never died, he's in hospital recovering, clark didn't tell Lana his secret, not yet anyway. Clark was gonna tell her but was interupted by a phone call from martha.
p.s this is my first fan fic in a really long time so, be nice, reveiws always appreciated :)
It had been two days since his father was shot, two days since clark almost revealed his secret to the love of his life.
Clark sat on the uncomfortable hospital chair, dosing in and out of unconsciousness
when ever he was close to falling asleep, his head would drop to his chest and wake him up again.
Lana watched this through the window, sighing as clark yet again woke up.
she walked towards the door, slowly turning the handle, pushing open the door lana walked over to where clark lay sprawled on the chair.
She looked up at his face, exhaustion spread all over.
"Clark?" lana whispered.
she gently nudged him, waking him up
"Lana" clark said, surprised.
The last time he had saw her was in his barn when he was about to tell her... that.
"What are you doing here?" he asked, sitting up.
lana got up, as did clark
"I wanted to see how you were, i-i tried to call but you didnt answer, so i figured you needed some space" she said, staring at the ground
"Oh, im sorry, i must've left it at home, i havent beem home since..." clark trailed off
Lana looked up into his deep green eyes, god sometimes she could get lost in them.
"clark, you need to go home, you need to sleep. Look at you, your exhausted" said lana referring to his state.
clark shook his head " i cant, i have too be here, when dad wakes up, i cant leave him'
"clark, your mother is here every waking second, but even she went home for a few hours, she'll be with him while your gone" lana pointed out
at that second the door opened, revealing a tired looking martha
"lana, how nice to see you" she said, embracing lana in a warm hug
"thanks mrs kent"
"please, its martha, what are you doing here?" she asked lana
"uh, i just wanted to see how you's where doing, and im trying to get clark to go home and get some sleep"
martha looked at clark, seeing his dishivelled state
"lana's right clark, you look terrible"
"thanks mom" he replied sarcastically "but i cant leave, ive got to be here for dad"
martha moved towards her son, resting her hand on his arm
"clark, your father will be fine, the doctors said he'll be fine, now you need to go home and get some sleep"
clark looked as if he wanted to agree, but shook his head
"mom i just cant, it feels like im abandoning him" clark said
"oh honey, your not abandoning him, you've been here everyday, day and night, if your father were awake he'd tell you
the same thing, now please, go home and get some sleep" she finished, guiding him to the door as lana followed
"are you sure?" he asked, looking back over to his father
"yes" martha replied "now go"
clark finally gave in, stepping through the doorway, lana turned back
"thank you lana" martha said
"no problem" she replied, closing the door quietly behind her.
carpark:
Clark looked tiredly for his truck, spotting it at the other end of the parking lot, he started walking over but lana grabbed his arm
"wait clark"
he turned around, god she looks beautiful he thought, he didnt realise how much he had missed her
clark pulled lana towards him in an embracing hug
lana was startled at first, but gently held him, breathing in his scent
"oh lana, i missed you, i didnt realise how much i missed you" clark breathed
lana held him tighter "i missed you too clark"
they stood for a few moments before pulling apart
lana looked up at clark, gazing at him with her doe-brown eyes
"clark, do you want me to drive you home?" she asked earnestly
clark sighed, releived there was something less he had to do
"thank you lana" clark said
lana smiled as they walked towards his truck
kent farm:
lana pulled up at clarks house, turning the engine off
she turned to clark who had fallen asleep
she smiled, looking at his sleeping form, his dark locks of hair, strong chin, rosey cheeks, and one word came to mind, 'perfection'
lana gently nudged clark awake
"clark, we're here" she said
clark opened his eyes, looking up at his house. For once it didnt look wark and inviting, it looked cold and silent
lana walked clark up to his door
wishing she could've said something reassurring, but nothing came to mind, so she just squeezed his arm gently and smiled.
lana turned and started walking back to the car
"wait" clark said
lana turned around "yes?"
clark shuffled his feet nervously
"uh, lana would, would you stay with me tonight?" he asked, holding his breath for her reply
lana smiled, "of course i would, clark"
clark sighed in releif as lana made her way up to him
they both walked inside quietly, as if in fear of waking someone up, yet they both knew no-one was home
"um, you can have my bed, and ill have the couch" clark mumbled
lana shook her head "clark, the whole reason you came home was to rest, ill be fine on the couch, you take your bed"
clark turned to her "are you sure? i dont want you to be uncomfortable"
lana smiled "ill be fine clark, now get some sleep"
clark nodded and started walking up the stairs, he stopped halfway, and turned to lana, "thank you" he said, before going up to his room
lana quietly smiled to herself, and layed down on the couch
she turned over, catching a whiff of clarks smell, which had somehow clung to the couch
she smiled, thinking of how he seemed to be everywhere