Clark paced the hall, listening to the clock tick. It had been three hours since "Superman" had brought Mayson to the hospital. Shouldn't there be some word by now?
Lois watched him helplessly. She was concerned for him (and for Mayson, too. Of course.), and hoped for his sake that Mayson would be alright.
She knew that it was incredibly selfish of her, but she couldn't keep her mind from straying back to the moment Clark had kissed her. It had been most definitely the best kiss she'd ever had, despite having been interrupted in a most disastrous way.
"Mr. Kent?" Clark looked up from his pacing. A young male nurse stepped out from Mayson's room. "Ms. Drake's condition is stable and she's awake. She's been asking for you," he said. Clark hurried to the door.
"Would you like me to go in with you?" Lois asked, hating herself. She might tell herself that it was concern for her friend-enemy, Mayson, but inside she had to admit that it was also partly concern for what might happen if she left Clark and Mayson alone together.
"No, Lois. That's okay," Clark said quietly. Then he opened the door, stepped into the room, and closed it behind him.
Mayson lay propped up in the hospital bed. Her arms and neck were burned, but not as badly as it had seemed to him when it had first happened. There was a patch of gauze taped to her forehead. Her blonde hair was straggly and her brown eyes had a look of confusion in them.
"Hi Mayson," Clark said. "How are you feeling?" Mayson sighed. "I'm okay, considering the circumstances. They think I'll have to stay in the hospital for awhile. But Clark... we have to talk."
A Note From Lara: Those are such ominous words, 'We have to talk', aren't they? They almost never presage anything good. Something interesting, sure. But something positive? Not so likely.
Earlier this afternoon, I started thinking, "Well, there are all these Clark-Lois revelation moments. Why not a Clark-Mayson revelation?" Of course, the romantic pairing is still Clois, but if Mayson were to survive the attempt on her life, it would just make it so much more complicated. It sticks a fourth (and seriously pissed off) corner onto the love triangle for two. And given her less than glowing opinion of Superman, well...
I know there's not a lot to work with here, but reviews are always appreciated. (Evil Me says: If you don't review, I will letterbomb you.) (Non-Evil Me kicks Evil Me in the shin) (No, I'm not as crazy as that makes me sound)