The first time he saw her real strenght, was when he gave her the blade and she killed Adam. From that point on he knew that he loved her, but she was not avalabel...there was Finn.
He knew she loved him, and he knew that there was something,even if it was just a small spark it was something.
He had hope, he had hope for her, for himself and for them. That one day they could be something, anything not just enemies.
She knew how to comfort him and he knew how to comfort her, they maid eachother laugh, they knew what the other needed even when the other haden't even said anything.
When that day came.. when the day that the ship landed, well when it crashed
she fell to the ground, she fell and he has there for her, he was there to comfort her even if she acted that she didn't need any comfort she did...so that night she came to his tent.
She weped, she weped in his armes, not in Finn's. After she stopped crying they just stood there looking at eachother.
What he saw in her eyes was something he thought hed never see in his princess, her walls were broke all of them and she needed him to help her rebuild them.
"Clark, you can stay here...You can sleap in my tent tonight, I'l go it the ship" , he said to her placing her of his shoulders onto his bed.
"He was about to leave the tent when she grabbed his arm.
"Stay!"
"O.K. I'l stay I'l be here all nigt princess you just get some rest." He layed down, and she came closer untill he but his armes on her hips, and they fell asleap.