I dedicate this to my little sister and her die heart love for smallville and everything superman related.

DISCLAMER: I DO NOT OWN ANYTHING FROM SMALLVILLE/SUPERMAN! (Though, It would be pretty cool if I did!)

Clark's POV:

I needed time to think. Time to soak up everything I just witness. I knew that my ''gift'' seemed more like a curse at times. Choosing between the fate of the world and everyone I've ever loved or having Lana, the girl I've seemed to never get out of my mind be injected with the only thing in this world I can't handle. It seemed like a lose- lose situation for me, but in the end, I know it's the right thing. I needed time in my loft. The only place I knew I could be myself. I walked up the stairs to the very top of level. As I turned the corner, there stood Lana in a full black outfit. She looked so beautiful standing there, I wanted so much to wrap her in my arms and kiss her. I started to get closer.

"Clark, please" Lana said. She held up her hands to stop me. "I don't want to hurt you." I stopped. All I could do was stare. I could already feel the tormenting effects of the kryptonite that was within her.

"Lex already took care of that." I said. There wasn't anything else that anyone could possibly do to hurt me anymore than right now. She looked at me, understanding completely what I meant. I could tell it was hurting her too.

"Did you talk to Dr. Groll?" I asked worriedly. I hoped there was some way he could help us. Lana bit her lip shyly and nodded. Her facial reaction wasn't hopeful. "Can he help us?" I asked once more. I felt so helpless knowing that I couldn't help her myself. Lana's eyebrows pulled together for a second and shook her head. The news that was about to come wasn't good.

"No." She answered back. For some reason she looked brave, but it was breaking my heart. I had to swallow the lump burning in my throat .
I had to show her I was brave too, but the endurance was harder than the kryptonite.

"I'm gonna do everything I can to fix this, Lana."I assured her. I was inching my way, to show how committed I was, but she was backing away from me shaking her head. I could see the tears forming in her eyes. Her brave mask was no longer plastered to her face. "I will find a way for us to be together." I said indignantly looking in her sad eyes. Her once brave mask was turning into a mask of doubt. For once she didn't have faith in me.

"Clark, He tried everything." She said shaking her head. "He can't reverse the process." A wave of shock stunned me still. There was nothing I could do. For the first time in a long time, I felt defeated. It took everything I had not to cry. I could see the tear welling in her eyes again.
She tried to hide it with a small, quick smile.

"I love you" She assured me.

The smile was sweet but the sadness in her eyes was not.

"I always will." She continued nodding her head. She said it so convincingly that I almost had forgotten all about the sadistic fiend that now consumes her. Her smile faded.

"I know what I need to do with my life now." She told me. The way she said it made me feel that I was cut out. Like she didn't need me. I didn't want her to go out there and try to save the world. I know it feels selfish, but I know what kinds of danger the world holds. The cruelty that walks amongs us and will do whatever it takes to destroy someone like her, even if it means sacrificing themself or even the people they love. It was too much. I didn't want her to get hurt. Her eyes glazed over deep in thought.

"Life is..." She started. "... So Precious..." Tears were forming by her words. "...So beautiful..." A smile formed on my lips. "...And to be able to protect that, that's an amazing gift." There was a hint of excitement forming in her voice. "I know you feel the same way." I could feel her staring deep into me, searching for a connection. But she was so naive.

"What we have is beautiful." I reminded her. My eyes burned with acid tears. I wanted her to be with me, to stop time and be with each other, but doubt came washing that away.

"Clark, we made our choice on that roof." She assured me, swallowing back a lump in her throat. "And I know we would do it again, because both of us are driven to do this, even if we can't do it together." I could tell she had already sealed her fate, but I couldn't let her. I had to stop her. It was for the best.

"Don't leave." I begged. My broken heart couldn't take watching her walk out of my life again. "Don't leave again, Lana." My vision was becoming a wet blur. I could feel her heart breaking too. She didn't want to leave but she felt that the fate of the world needs her. But I need her more. Right here, right now.

"Even if we can't be together, I want you in my life." I said, hoping that my words could freeze time so we could be with each other. I could see that my words had an effect on her, but not strong enough.

"Well, that's where you're stronger than me." She stated. She sighed in remorse. "To see you..." She paused with sadden eyes and quivering lips. The thought and reality started to sink in. "... On the street everyday..." The tears were returning "... And not be able to touch you." A tear escaped from her eyes. She couldn't bear the thought, that much was noticable.

"Stay." I begged again. That was the only word I could say. Out of everything I've said, this is the one thing I want her to obey.

"No." She breathed. The tears were eating up her words. I had to swallow back a bigger lump. The words were like kryptonite. I had to prove to her. Make her want to stay. I couldn't let her leave again. It was killing me to see her cry, and the thought of her leaving was even more aggressive than that. I needed her badly. I didn't care what the price was. I couldn't live with myself if she left. I started my way towards her.

"Clark, don't" She choked out forcefully. Tears were streaming uncontrollably as she started to back away, but I couldn't stop. I wouldn't. "Don't." She mouthed. Her face was contorted in pure agony. The kryptonite started punching at me, throwing itself at me. It was almost hard to breathe, but I would go through this twenty more times before I let Lana walk away from me. It took everything I had to even stand up straight. I felt like I was carrying the whole world on my back. I stopped staring at her intensely so I could catch my breath, but I felt like I was drowning. Drowning in a pool of Kryptonite.

Lana stared at me with widened eyes, shaking her head. I felt like I was sinking, a prisoner to Lana and the fiend that was embedded in her. It almost knocked me down, but I still shuffled my way to her. She looked at me knowing how much pain she was unwillingly putting me through. It really wasn't her fault. She had no control, and that is what was killing her. I placed my hands firmly on her shoulders, trying so hard to defeat this agony. I took a deep breath, knowing I've made it this far.

I looked directly into her wet eyes, struggling even more to look at her. I cradled her face in my hands, showing her how much I wanted her close to me. And without any further thought, without weighing out the even more pain that was about to come. I put my lips to hers and kissed with everything I had, kryptonite and all. The agony was excrutiating, but her soft lips made it almost bearable. It felt like the kryptonite was eating its way through me. Like it would leave me to be a pile of ash skattered across the old wooden floor. I could feel her kissing me back, knowing how much pain I was going through, but we both didn't care. She placed her hand lightly behind my head, taking me all in as well. We could've been kissing for hours, days, months even. I didn't care. Nothing in the world mattered at the moment. I could feel the kryptonite rapidly taking over me, the piercing pain feeding it's way down my throat and clawing it's way out of me. I pulled away, forcing myself away from her lock. My head was spinning. The darkness was hastily taking over me. Lana's feeble arms were trying to hold me up, but her sobs took the best of her. I could see her feet scrambling away from me. I wanted to stop her from leaving, but the pain kept me to the ground.

"Goodbye, Clark Kent." I heard Lana's small, weak, whimpering voice say to me, this is it. I let her escape from my once iron grasp. I could hear her walking down the steps.
Taking in deep shallow breaths, I remained hunched over on the ground. I looked over at Lana. She stared at me armorously.

"That night at the cemetary, when introduced you to my mom and dad. You told me that I'd never be alone." She reminded me. "That my mom would always be watching over me." I looked at her sadly, remembering that freshman girl I had the biggest crush over. "We're in each others hearts, Clark." She said poetically, but I wanted it to be more. I wanted to be with her physically, mentally, and in every possible way.

"I love you." She said for the last time. And without another look, she turned around and walked away.

I stared at her, watching her walk out of my life. This time for good. My heart was breaking again. I couldn't find words to make her stay with me. I was speechless beyond belief. I didn't understand. I couldn't. What did I do? What could I have done differently? I was in too much pain, I couldn't move. I was paralyzed. Broken beyond repair. I had to find words, something to say. Anything. I could here her footsteps becoming more and more distant
"I love you." I said softly, almost inaudible to my own ears. No one could here the only three words that came to my mind. Not even the girl who said them first.

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