"I just don't know if I can do it." Lex's reverie breaks at the sound of his own whispered words. Did he honestly just say those words aloud?! "Why are we stopping?"
"Because we're here." Clark dismounts swiftly; Lex follows slowly. "Turn around and look."
Lex turns. His breath catches. Purple flowers wave in an endless meadow. Right now, anything seems possible. "Maybe I can do it."
Hugging him from behind, Clark kisses the back of his head. "You can do it," he whispers.
Lex nods. "I'll tell my Father about us." Lionel already hates him anyway, but Clark loves him.
The End