Chloe loved flowers. The red ones, the purple ones, and especially the white ones-they were her special favorites. Flipping through the wedding catalog was way too confusing though with all the different choices and none of the actual product. Chloe wanted to hold the flowers, to see and smell them, before making her decisions. She always had to research everything; have all of the options before actually making choices. Chloe had picked the flowers out several months before with her husband to be, and as much as it killed her, she wouldn't be able to see them until the actual wedding itself. One more week, just one more week, and then it would all be over. Chloe would be married.

The bridesmaids' dresses were solid black. The idea of a complete black and white wedding had struck Chloe as absolutely beautiful. Simple, yet elegant. The men would all be wearing tuxes of the regular variety. Chloe wanted all of the girls to match, and all of the guys to match. The pictures would be symmetrical, and everything would be perfect.

There was just one thing. As much as Chloe loved Zach, in the back of her head, she still felt she needed to be with Clark. She and Clark had been through so much together, the least of which being the death of Lana three years before. But he had pushed her away like he pushed everyone away, and eventually she just fell into Zach. She and Zach had worked at the Daily Planet together for several years, and had a lot in common. Chloe loved him, she really did. But then…there was Clark.

"So," Lois said, striking a pose in front of Chloe, "what do ya think?" She was wearing her bridesmaids dress.

"It fits!" Chloe smiled. "You don't have to get it altered or anything? You're good to go?"

"Girl, you are not calling me fat!" Lois laughed.

"No, I just, I meant…"

"It's okay, Chloe, I'm just messing with you."

"Have you ever heard of Bridezilla, Lois?"

Lois stripped quickly and changed back into her regular clothes. "What else are you up to today?

"I don't know yet. I hadn't really thought about it."

"I see."

"I was thinking…" Chloe paused. "Maybe I'll go visit Lana's grave. It's been a while. And if she were here…" Chloe let the end of her sentence trail off. They both knew that if Lana were still alive, she would be Chloe's maid of honor, not Lois.

Lois nodded. "Do you want some company?"

"That would be nice, actually. I think Lana would like that."

The two of them walked out of the apartment and got into Lois's car. The cemetery was only a short distance away, and when Chloe got out of the car, she saw the outline of a man at Lana's gravesite.

"Hey," Lois said, stepping out of the vehicle and lifting her sunglasses to get a better view. "Isn't that Smallville?"

Chloe took a closer look. "Clark?"