Okay, so here is my Smallville fanfic. This starts out as Clana/Clois deal, but I'm not sure how it will

end up. I started this a few days ago from spoilers I've read. I decided to start after Lana dies, and run

with the spoiler that she faked her death.

Chapter 1

Lana Lang stood outside of the Kents' barn. She quietly remembered all of the happiness and all of the heartache that she had experienced there. She thought of Clark and wondered if he still loved her. After all, she'd been dead for three months.

She remembered how she had left Lex. She still shuddered when she pictured his angry face. She had faced danger, and death, many times before, but she had never been as scared as she had been when she looked into her husband's furious eyes. But she smiled when she thought of her visit to Clark.

After all they'd been through, they still loved each other. And they'd finally been completely honest with one another.

She finally mustered the courage to walk in. "Clark?" she called up tentatively.

"Lois? Hey, babe, I know you wanted to go out tonight, but-" he stopped short. There was a beautiful dark-haired girl in front of him, a girl that he had loved everyday of his life since he had met her, a girl he thought he had let go. "L-Lana?"

They ran towards each other and met in a tight embrace. As Clark swung her around, he realized he was crying. He sat Lana down and gazed at her. She was even more beautiful than he remembered. "Wow, you, uh, you look amazing, especially since you're, you know, dead."

"Clark, I missed you so much! I'm sorry for all of this, I really am. It was so hard leaving, especially after we talked."

Clark gently pushed some hair out of her face. "Why? And how? I could've protected you. We could have been together. I never would've..." he trailed off.

Lana didn't seem to notice is hesitation, instead addressing his questions. "I had to get out. There were only two choices: kill Lex, or die. So, I died. I rigged the bomb. I never got into my car. I timed a truck to pass by and I jumped on."

They stared at each other, letting a new surge of love fill them when they heard footsteps. Lana quickly hid behind some old machinery as Lois walked in.

"Clark, come on! We're going to be late!" She called out, making her way towards Clark.

"Oh, sorry, Lois. Something came up. Rain check?"

"Fine," Lois replied, clearly annoyed. Then something happened that Lana couldn't believe. Lois moved in closer to Clark and kissed him. "Bye, babe," she called back as she strode out of the barn.

Lana stepped out of the shadows, trying to hold back tears. "Okay, then. I guess I'll see you later." Despite her efforts, the tears were now flowing freely.

"Lana, wait!" Clark supersped in front of her. "I know, this seems bad, but it'd been two months, and we'd been apart for way longer-"

Lana cut him off. "You don't have to explain yourself to me, Clark. I was dead. Before that, I was another man's wife. I understand what you're saying. It's really over." With that, she walked out. Clark could only stare in disbelief as he lost her. Again.