Clark gently laid Chloe onto the couch in the Fortress of Solitude. He held back a sob.
Shouldn't he be mourning a lot more over Lana? He almost forgot about what had happened to her. She was supposenly his "girl" and his "love". But Chloe seemed more important.
And that scared him.
Lois handed him a steaming cup of hot chocolate and let her tears run free. The fact that she somehow "forsake her life" to Lois made her feel guilty for even breathing. She set down her own cup, feeling like she didn't deserve it. Lois held her cold and limp hand.
"Come on Chloe. You're a fighter. You're the strongest girl I know."
She hated herself for being the one alive. It wasn't fair! She was supposed to be dead, not Chloe. If only Chloe was raised different. If only she wasn't so giving and wonderful. Now look where that got her. Now she's...Lois struggled to even think it...dead.
Clark x-rayed her body. It was odd to see-out of all people- Chloe Sullivan still. Her lungs were just there, no longer moving or providing air. Damn them. Her heart was silent and unmoving, refusing to give just one more beat of life. Damn that. He came out of his x-ray vision and sighed too softly for anyone to hear.
"I was stabbed, damn it! I died! I don't know how to describe it. It's like you get this feeling, like everything's floating away. You live for a second more, and your heart slows down. Everything goes black and even though you're dead, you know you died. How do you just wake up without a scratch?! And then I found Chloe...I wish I knew what happened. I didn't leave anything out-I just-just..." She sighed deeply and left the room. No matter what, Clark would never be there to see her cry. Ever.
Clark frowned. This was getting more complicated by the second. How is this possible? Lois said she was sure she died. Chloe must've found her body and did something. Maybe it was Chloe's secret.
Clark leaned over her still body, holding back tears. A few of them escaped. "I always knew you were amazing, Chloe," he whispered to her lifeless body."I still think you are. But please, just wake up! Tell me your secrets. What did you do? Are you able to heal?"
A strange sound filled Clark's ears as he used his super hearing to listen for a response. This is silly, he thought. She's not going to respond. She's... The sound was sweet and familiar, like a steady drumbeat. It was slow, then it began to speed up. I became faster and faster until it became a regular beat...almost like a heart. It was the same a pulse. Clark looked at her with astonishment. She still seemed dead, but she just might be reviving. Clark x-rayed the body once more. He was right.
Chloe's heart was beating.
As if in a deep sleep, the lungs broke out of a trance and began to rise and fall extremely fast. They slowed down to a normal steady breathing, as if Chloe was asleep. He came out of his x-ray vision.
Chloe was glowing so brighty, a human eye would have trouble seeing at that point. Rays of light burst from her skin, and color seemed to be appearing again. He gripped her hand in anxiety.
It was warm and alive.
Chloe was become warm and alive.