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Silence had never been so loud.

One would never think that was possible, but then again for someone who had been in Smallville for almost a year and seen all that she had, she shouldn't have been surpised.

It wasn't just the loudness of it that surprised her, but how she seemed to not want it to end, for it offered her the one thing that she hadn't seen very well acomplished by speaking: information on Clark Kent.

She had always prided herself in figuring people out and he had been the one that always got away. She nailed him sometimes, but the times she didn't bothered her more than she would admit. It wasn't that she needed or even wanted to now everything about him, goodness he didn't even care for the guy, but there was something about him, like a puzzle, that was begging to be solved, or at least understood.

Then the heavens had opened and dropped the key on her lap.

Okay, at first she hadn't thought of this connection she suddenly had with him as a blessing, but now, sitting in the passenger seat of his truck, remembering the images she had seen and reading his current feelings – which were, much to her amusement, nervousness and insecurity – she realized she could definetly look on the bright side. She was in front of what she had thought of as an unsolvable puzzle, no one could blame her for diving into it after receiving the one piece that put it all together.

Or would, eventually.

She was filled with determenation and sat as absolutely still as possible and let his feeling wash over her.

Nervousness

Why? Was this permanent, was she afraid of her reaction? She mulled over it for a second.

Insecurity

Well, that seemed to define him most of the time, less lately she had to admit, but still so readable even without her current abilities.

Guilt

That had been a constant since this had all started not giving away to anything. Was he seriously so self centered that he thought all this his fault? She turned her faced and looked at him. He didn't seem self centered, but his actions had always made her think that, his feelings weren't telling her much different.

"Why do you do that?" "Stop doing that"

They broke the silence simultanously.

"Stop doing what?" "Do what?"

They retorted at the same time then fell silent. Clark opened his mouth to speak, then closed it when Lois touched his shoulder.

"I'll go first okay" She patted him then retrieved her hand to place it on her lap.

"I was about to say the same thing." He murmured.

"Good, then its settled. What did you want me to stop?" his question gaining over her own, at least for now.

He shrugged. "It felt like you were seizing me up, like you were staring, without the need to use your eyes, it was unnerving."

"Ergo the insecurity and nervousness, but now we go to what I was going to ask you first. Why the guilt smallville? Since this started that is the one thing that hasn't changed in your demenour, guilt. This isn't your fault, why do you act like everything that's wrong with the world is your fault?" She turned and looked at his profile. A muscle twitched in his jaw and his face became unreadeble, but inside he was filled with sadness, desperation and loneliness, like the kind one feels when they know themselves to be so different, no one will ever understand.

"Oh, come on, how can it possibly be your fault? Don't think that highly of yourself." But even she was taken back, his face she had seen hundreds of times, but now knowing his feelings, she didn't know what to think.

Clark took this opportunity to ask some questions of his own, hoping for the attention to de drawn away from him, and why not? Finally get some answers on Lois Lane.

"Hate to break it to you, but you are no different." Lois looked questioningly at him. "Yeah, this morning you were scared out of your wits and in pain, then in the hospital you were horrified, like you were in the very pit of hell or something, and now despite of everything you are so insecure of what will happen with us and with the prospect of going to the trouble of finding your sister that its a wonder you are even functioning. But that would be what a normal personal would feel, but since I've met you you've done nothing to let us commoner know you were capable of such fears, why? Why hide it? Do you think yourself so important that you feel you have to be the strong one?" He fell silent, knowing by the quick beating of her heart that his tirade had gotten to her. He took a deep breath "You hate feeling exposed, just as I do, maybe in different ways, but the bottomline is the same. You care therefore you hide, same goes for me I guess."

They fell silent yet again, Lois looking out the window, suddenly finding the gold fiels to the side of the road attetion worthy; Clark just stared at the road ahead of him. They both let out a deep breath, unaware they had even been holding it, somehow worthy of what had happened.

She felt a bit more at ease, somehow knowing he understood on some level but wasn't prying to know the why made her reasons become a little less important to her, not quite ready to share, but less of a giant in her mind.

Amazingly enough the effect on him was even greater and she felt it. His guilt lessened, not ready to dissapear, but giving him more breathing space. She only had that day to compare and had no way of knowing that the pressure he felt removed was of years and years of knowing who he was and not being at peace with it.

"So what did Joe tell you? How long is this going to last?" She broke the silence, her curiosity never one to give away that easily.

"Joe? Oh, Joseph" He had to fight the urge he had of rolling his eyes at her innate inability of using given names. "He did confirm that this was indian magic, apparently very old magic so he didn't know much of it. He said that bracelet was one of a kind, the magic was never repeated, making it even harder to research. He did tell me he would look into it and that as far as he knew it wasn't permanent."

"So had this happened before? I mean if the bracelet if so old a lot of people could have touched it. It was in his tribe wasn't it? They'll know." She refused to believe they were at the mercy of unknown elements.

But Clark knew better. He knew who that symbol signified and knew better than to believe this could have happened to anyone else but himself, Lois maybe, but not him.

He refused to believe that symbol was meant for her, because that would only mean... he shook his head.

"What?" she asked sensing his disbelief and denial, oh and he had shaken his head.

"Nothing, just the Joseph said this could be highly unpredictable, we have to know we can expect pretty much anything. I don't know exactly what that means, but I don't like it. Maybe the fact that we'll be so far apart can help." It was lame, he knew, but it was hope nonetheless.

She had thought of that too, but he was just telling her that this could be unpredictable, what was that supposed to mean?

She looked ahead, A small set of building appearing over the horizons. It wasn't Metropolis, but it was the city that was going to get her out of the country and away from Clark Kent.

Maybe it was a good thing, but she couldn't help but wonder what she would miss.


Okay guys, trivia! There is an inconsistency in my story so far (there's probably more, but this one is pretty obvious), its pretty big, so it shouldn't be too hard to find. First one to find it get an exclusive on this story, with the right to ask three questions about it. Once it is found I will fix it, because then it will bother you as much as it did me. Don't forget to review!