Watershed
DJ Dubois
October 2002
Notes: The characters from Smallville belong to the WB and DC Comics. All other characters are fictitious and are of my own creation.
Rating: PG-13
Takes Place: Mostly three days after "Red" and before "Nocturne"
Spoilers: Series thus far (including "Red")
Pairings: Clark/Lana, Chloe/Lex, Martha/Jonathan
Summary: The events in "Red" cause changes in Smallville. Note: Just like in Pinocchio, the Lie keeps growing until somebody owns up to it.
Preface [Fence bordering Lang/Potter Residence: a Saturday afternoon]
It was a beautiful landscape to the mind's eye that afternoon. The sun was high in the powder-blue sky. The grass was cool to the feet. The leaves in the trees blew in the gentle breeze. And best of all, a certain brunette was riding her horse in full view.
To Clark, these things would make a day wonderful. As long as he could remember, he had adored the young woman from afar, watching over her, making sure that everything was okay. Even when she dated Whitney Fordman, he had been there in the background, wishing for his chance.
Since Whitney left, he and Lana had drifted closer. She was finally realizing how she felt for him. He was finally opening up to her.
Then came the incident with the red meteor rock. Although he didn't remember any of it, he had spent the entire day apologizing for the events of the previous two days. Apparently though, he had kissed her publicly and then, dumped her at a biker bar for some girl. Why did I act like such an ass?
Now, she was riding away from him….angered by his lack of honesty and lack of trust in her. Her face streaked with the tears of his betrayal. Her heart chilled by his inability to explain what had happened. Her head refused to hear yet another apology.
After she vanished into the trees beyond, he allowed his tears to flow. Why does this have to happen to me? Why? Sticking his hand into his pocket, he felt something. Taking it out, he saw a piece of his class ring. It's broken…just like everything else. Damn thing. Dad, when you said that this thing was expensive, you had no idea of how right you were.
Streaking off into the woods, he left the sad scene for his Fortress of Solitude where he could think and sulk in peace.