Panic: Pure and uncontrollable panic, a smallville fanfic

This is what I believe Lois was thinking during the whole lie detection scene in "Committed" (S8E05 I believe). It is suppose to be in past tense because It takes place after the event has happened. Like self reflection... I am thinking of adding more on so I am leaving it opening and waiting for your input. Please review!

Panic... Pure and uncontrollable panic.

Panic... Pure, and uncontrollable panic. I felt my heart stop as soon as the asshole asked the question. I looked up at the man in question, watching his tired body trying to recover from the last "shock treatment". I watched as he raised his head up to look me in the eye. I felt my chest start to swell as he held eye contact. I was brought back to reality by the man with his finger on the trigger asking me the question again.

"Just tell the truth." He said still catching his breath.

I couldn't look him in the eyes as my breathing became erratic. I turned away to try and hide it only to feel the presence of the mad man, who started all of this, slide right beside me.

"Do you love him?"

He was getting impatient and it didn't take an A-class reporter to figure it out. I felt like my world was closing in. Still hearing the heavy breathing from the man sitting across from me, I could not hold it in any longer. I sobbed silently to myself and tried not to break. I sharply inhaled before uttering my one worded answer...

"Yes..."

I watched as he prepared himself for the worst. Which, let's face it, was to be expected. I watched as he suddenly relaxed and stared at me with confusion and what I believe to be wonder.

"And you," At the sound of this lunatic's voice, my head shot straight up; watching him walk over to the man she just confessed her love to.

"Do you love this woman?" he points to me like I'm just some object. I felt used. I felt alone. I turned away. I didn't want to look at him when he told me he didn't feel the same. I felt ashamed. When he was silent I felt like laughing. I realized I was holding my breath, almost hoping he felt the same.

And then there was steam... everywhere. I searched franticly for him to make sure he was okay. The only thing I could see was steam. Until I saw a silhouette walking towards me. I felt scared, and at the same time I felt...well awkward.

"Lois?" The way he said my name sent shivers up my spine. I watched him walk towards me with worry in his eyes.

"Clark?" His voice was full of concern, as if I had been thrown through the ringer like he had just been. Even after being publicly humiliated in front of him, my heart still tightened as he came into full view.

"Lois, are you okay?" He asked as he bent down on one knee. I felt like an idiot for imagining other scenarios of this happening.

"I'm not sure." I looked into his eyes once more as he knelt down. I swear I could still see the wonder and amazement in his eyes.

"Let's get out of here." It was all he needed to say to make this situation not unbelievably horrible. Leave it to Smallville to try and make me feel better...

So that is what I have so far... I am dying to hear what you have to say. I know its kind of short at the end but I haven't written in a while so I am craving some input! Should I keep going? I was thinking something along the lines of them actually sitting down and talking about the whole situation even though the elevator scene was priceless. Well hope to hear from you soon!