Clark always expected bad weather when he went to the graveyard. This day was the same. It was windy and dark, and grey clouds filled the sky. Clark looked toward the ground at where Ryan lay. Clark didn't visit him often. Looking back at the memories of Ryan, Clark knew that Ryan hadn't had the best love from his family. Clark always used to think of Ryan as a little brother, like the sibling he never had.

Many people had died in Clark's life, but the death of Ryan definitely left a hole. Kayla's death was traumatizing and Clark felt hatred towards destiny when she left him. But Clark was thankful for what he had, two loving and caring parents who chose him out of love. It was always this that guided Clark out of the graveyard, and the past, and into the future.

As Clark walked away from Ryan's grave and along the path, Clark heard a small silent crying from behind one of the gravestones. Of course being in a graveyard Clark wasn't surprised by this, however, after discreetly glancing at the mourner Clark did get a slight surprise.

It was Lex.

Clark watched him for a few seconds, Lex was oblivious to Clark's presence.

"I had a dream about you again last night. You were telling me that you loved me over and over. I thought you were never going to stop saying it. I miss you so much. Even now."

Clark moved in a large circle around the gravestones and ended up behind Lex. He read the gravestone and his heart went out to Lex.

Lilian Luthor

A beautiful Wife and Mother.

Our hearts shall be with you.

The gravestone was kept beautifully. Fresh flowers were planted and the gravestoned looked polished.

Clark didn't want to look as if he were spying on Lex so he decided to let him know he was there.

"Hey Lex…" Clark said cautiously.

Lex turned his head a lot slower than Clark expected. He looked away again and Clark saw him dry his tears before turning back to Clarck.

The control and confidence in Lex's eyes was there again but there was a hint of sadness in the background.

"Hey Clark"

Clark gestured toward Lilian's grave.

"I wish I had known her, she sounds … "

With the absence of the last word Lex chuckled. "I wish you had known her two. She was like your mother, always kind, gentle and thoughtful."

Lex looked back at the grave and a sob neither Clark nor Lex had expected escaped Lex's mouth. In a moment Lex was on his knees, tears streaming down his face. Every feeling, regret and sadness, that Lex had kept bottled up inside of him since he was a young teenager came out like a river destroying it's dam and running freely. Clark lent down and held Lex close, Clark was the only good thing left in Lex's life, and Clark wasn't going to ruin that.